It was taken by my mother before we went to the fishing place in the middle of mangrove forests.
My mother in the middle of our journey. She took that place without knowing that she should lower her back when the boat get through lots of low bridges.
My father started to set his fishing sets and waited there calmly. He always looks cool with that fishing hat. "No sudden moves" he said.
While waiting, my mother fried some crabs for our lunch. Don't forget to add chilli sauce for the unforgettable taste.
Yeah, finally there was, at least, a fish came up.
My mother, Sasha, some of my father's friends and I were on the way back to home. Guess who took this photograph.
Fishing with my family will always be the best moment for me. There would never be enough times to share our joy while fishing. So, I'm waiting for the next fishing time with my Abah, Umi, and Sasha.






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