if we could call it, our grief is grief you all ....

26 december 2004.tragedi tsunami in Aceh.
already 13 years of the tsunami in Aceh, until now I have never seen my father's face, even the corpse was also we did not find until now, the time that morning my father came out to the bathroom about to defecate, suddenly just earthquakes occur very powerful, which we've never experienced before, and my father ran into the house want to wear pants, because she had been wearing only a towel, when he got in the house the water that I can not tell you how many meters high, destroying our home, and my father did not have time to get out because water can fill and bring our home ....
I just have one question just as you all wherever you are, whether you feel over what has happened to us at the time, like where do you feel when we override calamity during life we ​​have never felt before, like where do you feel when we no longer have a place to stay, when our loved ones are gone again, and until now has been 13 years, the body of my father I had never seen, this was our grief, this might be a trial from Allah to us, we can only be patient and pray over this ordeal, this is just the outpouring of my little heart, when I'm alone, mind it always popped into my head, that's all and thanks ....