today i almost miss my fajr pray,,then i bounce my self to got wudhu. as i wipe my face ..
I remember you
it's always amaze me that i never
forget your birthday,,and today,, happy 28 years old..
I wish I could forget my love to you,,but contrary I've been keep it for 12 years old..
hehehehe,,,, sorry to say,,
if you hate me over my feeling, yes absolutely i deserve..
oke lets make dua..
Ya Allah give him and his family barakah...put him and his beloved wife and son/daughter in jannah
Be a humble person..
happy 12 years for knowing you, in this jumuah barakah in December 12th 2014
Langit
Buat yang mo kenAL guE Lebih jauh aja..
Jumat, 12 Desember 2014
Minggu, 21 September 2014
Kucing dulu Ajah......
dikasih ke mama, before I can please her with a baby. Often
she told me about my “beauty” –my cat- what she had done. I miss her so much. Yes,,my
mom and the cat. My father and my lil bro love her too. If I lay down my head
on sofa, it usually bite my head. Oh..seems she tried to give a massage
hehehe....
It’s every woman dream to have a
cute baby. Soaring him/her with a bunch of kiss and cover with a warm hug. I
wish I can have them as young as possible. When my knee strong enough to play
hide and seek. I can cook for them, teach them, and see them as next moslem leader!
I wish Allah hear my Du’a..
Amin... :D
Minggu, 15 Desember 2013
#Cerpen Within an Angkot
I
read the think I should forget as soon as posibble, fortunately the things were
never able to get into my lazy brain. Mowning as larger as anaconda at 05:45
really helpful in rising a mood to....sleep
again... yer right...I couldn’t resist the temptation you know.
Cheating
as the best solution I always praise, ssstttt...almost all the head master in
Indonesians school permit this noble action so the scholar can pass the
national examination. Hehehehe. Yep I opted this option. So I start to write
down such as D.N Aidit, 1965, Trikora, and so on in a piece tiny paper.
There’s
many stimulus surround me such as the traffic jam, the others who try to
memorise a whole book, the sun’s ray, and the cold air at 06:10. They are such
daily fenomenal. I only have to warn my self at 06:15 and the spot I should
shout out “Kiri Bang!”
Notice
those just need a glance. At a first glance I meet a pair of eyes then
realizing it as coincidance. Second, I know he really intended look at me from
my peripheral sight. Hence I wear my flat face, pretending I notice nothing.
By
foot I walk across the trees of monumen Pancasila, and feel relieve because “I
will save.” The bell is ringing when I walk in the class. Fyuh, and be prepared
for history class. Second by second I wait the killer teacher. To the last
minute I try to craming all I see –not read- in a second till I hear paces
closer to my class. It’s not her but the other.
“Guru
kalian hari ini tidak masuk, karena sakit. Sebagai gantinya kalian membuat
tugas makalah tentang pergolakan PKI sampai sampai Soeharto menjadi Presiden
Republik Indonesia yang kedua.
“Hah,,tahu
gini tadi gue tidur...”
A
week past, at 05:45 a.m and I wanna Glue my head on to a pillow. I spent my
time watched Dawson’s Creek. But I can’t do that now, I have to glue some
pictures to support my paper. Oh yeah,
one more reason, the eyes I found last week is presents straightly in front of
my nose. What the hell are you looking
at, huh?
“Aku
suka sejarah, tapi tanpa manipulasi.” He smile, and I present a bad lips
curved, intended to smile. “Jangan membaca karena hanya sekedar ingin
mendapatkan nilai terbaik, tapi karena ingin selalu memperbaiki diri. Jadi
enggak ada salahnya kalau memiliki banyak referensi.” Oh God, I don’t get your
point.
“Kiri
Bang!” Shout me loudly. Thanks God I can force this awkward to an end.
“Belajar
lebih rajin lagi ya dek!” “Banyaklah membaca, tapi tetap harus kritis. Jangan
asal percaya. Kasihan banyak orang akan tersakiti karena keyakinan yang
dangkal.”
I mad!
How dare he is! I read WIKIPEDIA!!!
Batman
People will wow-ing me at the
first sight of my batman-hijab, this term I got from Danti. I like it actually.
The hijab I’ve been wearing for the rest 6 months is big enough, and sometimes
could cover my hips, hide my S line hehehe. I also occasionally wear “gamis”.
And yup, it is the nerdiest fashion I can present to you. This fashion also
associated with terrorism. The Question is why I choose it?
I have willingness to not be a
Superwoman, I just wanna fulfill my Lord expectation based on Al – Ahzab verse
59. Now, I’m getting better. I feel tranquility, having good c0ncentration, and
put Allah at the first before taking my decision.
I worried at first time took this
decision. I took parents, my best friends, colleague, into account. It would
increadible hurtful if they were left me behind. Gladly it was going smoothly.
Yeah, several sentimental comment uttered, all sum up “why did you going
through this weird?” I just curved my lips and said a “hehehe” word.
I showed them that my changes,
Insya Allah on the right path, conveyed them that i’m not belong to any
terrorize organization, and I’m not going to transform my self to be a priest.
All I’ve done is just because I really in believing hereafter. And I wanna sure
you –readers- my “batman-hijab” not stirred by an extreem opinion.
Jumat, 25 Januari 2013
ULLY!!
Hah!!! NICE TO HAVE
YOU AS MY BEST FRIEND DUDE!!!!!! I NEVER IMAGINE I COULD HAVE A LOYAL BLOG
READER OF MINE!!! *Padahal isinya beneran enggak banget deh...*
Thanks for your alarming awaken my writing spirit one more
time. I have to admit within this two
years all I see just dark cloud and you
know where was this feature emerged. Alhamdulillah they have gone for a while
and announce me “girl you got into the next level of life”.
Yep!!
Recents days tasks really enjoy to play surround my 24 for hours of life in a
day... *lebay..*
Oke..I
admitted the exact reason is I have spent my whole time to
sleep...hehehehehe...
I miss you
all, sometimes I miss our craziness behavior which is can be classified as
disorder in DSM IV – TR...hahahahaha
Hope I see
your imaginary grin when you read this article...and please never bore to all
my stupidity, futility and another lity,,,lity...
Your
Faithful
TonQ-SAMA
Senin, 26 November 2012
KIDS
They don’t know there is something wrong within their-self. My hearth
break as I know they started realize for missing love from father. Being
nothing happens as long as they can do school task and grab a good score.
“Do you know how to make a good decision for your future? Can you
leading your self to achive your dream properly? Does your emotion stable enough? You can learn all these thing from
your father. Does your father teach you?” And the answer just great silent, and
empty stare.
Some kids had told me about their miserable Dad. No legal statement
plead their parents divorce, and following consequences father has to take
responsibility to raise their own kids, but contrary to moral expectation,
father left behind without any guilty feeling.
“Where did he go?”
“I didn’t know?”
What kind of respond I should give to them?
Is there Anybody want give me an
explanation to this phenomenon? Why such father could really exist in this
world?
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