LO WU | HONG KONG - This is the story of my life. The life story of someone who comes from a broken home family. The story of a child who lived for a long time without the love of his parents.
Yes, I am not as lucky as my friends out there.
Since I was little, I was left by two parents who were busy with their own lives. I was looking for my own way of life. It is true, if we are wrong friends we will go wrong and get lost. Free association has brought me to know drugs.
That's life. There must be a twist. There must be problems and exams that come with it. However, in every problem of life there is always a lesson that we can learn.
My mother also took life lessons from the results of her regret. After I had problems and was later arrested at Hong Kong Immigration, my mother came to my senses and acknowledged the negligence in educating me since I was a child. My mother, who previously rarely prayed and was not very obedient in carrying out her obligations, has become a much better person: often reciting the Koran and hanging out with pious people.
Happy, sad, and emotional churning into one in my mind. When I had trials and tests like this, my mother was conscious and she was even willing to replace me as a Hong Kong prisoner. But whatever, the punishment must still be done myself, because this is my doing.
It is true, in times of pain and suffering like what I am currently experiencing, when we are in difficult times, the number one is still Allah Ta'ala and our mother. A mother's love never breaks through the ages. Even though she has to live a complicated and bitter relationship with her partner, the love of a mother for her child has never been swallowed up by time, let alone faded.
I am U. Now I am experiencing a trial: I cannot live like seeing a free human being. I had to undergo detention because of my actions, doing things that are prohibited by religion, the country, even the rules of the whole world. Unfortunately, I realized all of that after becoming a prisoner at Lo Wu Prison, Hong Kong.
I was sentenced to 9 years in prison. I have served 6 years in prison. In less 3 years for me to be free. To be precise, the year 2023.
Being in prison was an incredibly good and positive experience for me and many of my friends here. In prison I was able to learn to sew, such as sewing clothes for doctor and patient operations and a vest for the police. From the results of sewing, I was paid HK $ 9 per day. So, in a month about HK $ 270. Alhamdulillah, I can buy pulses to call mothers in Indonesia.
I want to convey my thanks to the friends from Dompet Dhuafa Hong Kong and Indonesian migrant workers who have volunteered to encourage us, especially me. Hopefully we all stay healthy and always have good luck. Aamiinn. *
