Mom = Ibuhey = Malaikat Tanpa Sayap 

My Ibuhey carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months nausea, then she watched her feet swell and her skin stretch. She teared. She strunggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciaing pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher and my best friend. She strunggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. I love my Ibuhey so so so so much more than anything else in the world. Miss her badly :'(