When you bought him a keyboard, hoping he would excel in classical music.

This town is home of a famous singer-songwriter, but also to some of the most famous East Javanese dishes (such as beef spare ribs with sambal terasi and spicy yellow chicken soup). On the Northeastern shore of Java, Surabaya abounds with fresh seafood all year round. If you’re looking for stand-out iga penyet, nowhere does the combination of sambal and iga penyet better than Warung Bu Kris (address: 1 Jalan Abdul Wahab Siamin, Surabaya. Phone: +62 31 8430204).

He is the first of three children of a Sundanese diplomat and his mother is an Indonesian Ashkenazi Jewish descent. He has worked also songwriter for other artists, and has won numerous awards. He was the frontman of Dewa 19 and Ahmad Band. Known as Ahmad Dhani, DHANI AHMAD https://twitter.com/ahmaddhaniprast is an Indonesian rock musician, songwriter, born in Surabaya into May day, 1972. He is one of the most influential musicians in Southeast Asia, but in recent years, he has generated controversy after becoming involved in politics.

KANGEN – I’m accept your letter, I’ve read and I understood how you miss my presence. In your days there. You ask me, when I come back again. You say you can’t, fight the turmoil in the chest. The burning one holds back, our meeting later when you’re by my side. All your words make me more, helpless to hold the yearning for our meeting. Believe me, I miss you too. I’ll go home, let go of everything. Longing, hidden you write to me, the word love, the sweet one in your letter. You said me, at this time I want to hug you and you have tender love, I won’t forget it when you are in my side. All your words make me more, helpless to hold the yearning for our meeting. Believe me, I miss you too. I’ll go home, let go of everything. Longing, hidden. Don’t say love, add to the burden of taste. Already saved that sad, I’ll come. All your words make me more, helpless to hold the yearning for our meeting. Believe me, I miss you too. I’ll go home, let go of everything. Longing, hidden. All your words make me more, helpless to hold the yearning for our meeting. Believe me, I miss you too. I’ll go home, let go of everything. Longing, hidden.

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