10 April 2016. The day that my father died.

I have this promise to my father when he died. I’m gonna Run 10KM per Year on April.

I miss my father, so much.

My father hate my job as a web developer, he thinks becoming a web developer is not a good job. Becoming a Web Developer is not really becoming anything.

He always want me to become a Police Officer just like him. But as much as i want it to become a Police Officer, i’m just not qualified to do so.

Though, every thing i’ve done is just because of him. I just want him to believe me of what i do. I just want him to be proud of me.

I will Run 10KM Per Year. It’s a promise. Just like a promise that someday, he will be proud of me. Of what i do.