Obituari untuk guru piano terbaik

Nothing hurts more than words left unspoken,

Gratitude left unexpressed,

And relationship left unmaintained. 

I still remember the music rooms in the notorious music school,

The old Petrof that I secretly loved so much,

Even the grand piano that I played on Wednesday nights,

Yes, the one that made my weak fingers hurt.

I still remember the way I annoyed you each time I came into class unprepared,

How I couldnt remember the notes,

And how you complained everytime I missed a beat.

But then again,

I wont forget that you stood by me for more than 5 years,

You kept up with my lousy fingerings and sight reading on weekly basis.

You put your faith in me,

And yet you still let me make a choice when I had to.

Thank you for the music,

Thank you for the patience,

And sorry for all the headache I've caused.

But above all, thank you for treating me like a family, like a daughter.

And I am really, really, sorry that I didnt maintain our relationship when I got back in town.

Rest in peace, Pak Sentosa Selamet.

You will be deeply missed, as you always have been.