Penginapan Bu Fatimah

Lovely place to stay and relax with friends

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Thank you Mrs. Fatimah, on the other hand I can backpacker, on the other hand I also get many new lessons from the stories that mother shared. Good luck always, ma'am. At dawn still buy herbs at the Beringharjo market, right? Hehehe ud83dude05

Here is one of the cheap lodgings in the city center near Jl. Malioboro

Lodging here that is sold is the price and figure of the mother of the owner.nnA little Intermezzo, Mrs. Fatimah, my mother used to accompany my father who was only a farmer in Gunung Kidul village until he could study at UGM and take a professor abroad. After successfully traveling around the world and having 2 handsome boys, the trials of household life began to arrive. The father who cannot stand the temptation of women finally remarries and Mother chooses to separate life alone without confusing her assets and child custody. When you were above his career as elected Bupat GUNUNG KIDUL in 2010, you were divorced again and wanted to come back with you. But before 100 Working Days as Regent, Bapak suddenly had been summoned by GOD SWT even though he was still healthy in the afternoon to fill the seminar in Kalimantan. Bapak died while at the airport to Jakarta. The physique is rather bluish and strange, said Mother. But from the family, there is no further investigation into the cause of your father's unnatural death even though there is not the slightest history of heart disease or other chronic diseases to you. Now, all of your inheritance falls to 2 children from Mrs. Fatimah and Mrs. Fatimah. Including the magnificent official house in Bilangan Pasar Minggu that I often pass by. But this mother whose heart is quite loyal is happier living in this inn. Because according to my mother, happiness to hear and share stories from the residents of the inn is happiness that many people don't meet at this age. Because the words that I really remember from Mrs. Fatimah are: THE MONEY WAS NOT ITS OUT, BUT IF IT WAS GOOD WHEN AGAIN AGAIN THERE ARE TIMES. I love you Mother, hug far from me who often stays from girl to child like this.