tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27077547885794581892024-03-14T03:02:36.503+08:00.:: Endless OF Story ::.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.comBlogger483125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-12718316853654354162015-11-12T21:06:00.003+08:002015-11-12T21:06:45.075+08:00Assalamualaikum wbt<br />
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Today, is 12 nov 2015.<br />
Kinda weird tho. Its been yeaaarssssss since my laat posting<br />
i dont know what makes me to write back<br />
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By the way, just to share something. About my new life. To cut it short,Ive been happily married to a good guy, the guy you see on my blog (very often), and its going to be 2 years mark on feb nex year.<br />
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Xtau nak share apa lg<br />
So till we meet again (ntah tahun bila agaknya š )<br />
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AssalamualaikumAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-41701077741794188712013-08-06T09:13:00.001+08:002013-08-06T13:21:29.026+08:00wake up with a smile<br />
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Today i woke up for sahur like usual<br />
saying him morning like usual<br />
but there's something about today, which my smiles permanently stay from 5 a.m until now :)<br />
<br />
He texts me<br />
He says, "today is 3 years mark!"<br />
ohhh..yaa..i almost forgot.<br />
Today is our anniversary ! :)<br />
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06082010 - 06082013<br />
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Sayang,<br />
hoping this loveship will lasts forever<br />
blooms with happiness all the way<br />
get through up and down<br />
and most importantly, hoping our loves always grow stronger each time<br />
Hope our loveship will be end like fairy tales, HAPPILY EVER AFTER<br />
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Love you darling :)<br />
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<img height="393" id="irc_mi" src="http://www.toonsmag.com/tmcontent/uploads/2012/08/3-year-cake.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px;" width="357" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-35496989786578957492013-07-23T16:16:00.001+08:002013-07-23T16:18:13.918+08:00What is life?<br />
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Life is about learning<br />
Learning process<br />
That you never expect worst thing would come into your way<br />
That you never thought thing you think wont happen but happen eventually<br />
So as what the time will goes on, so will your life<br />
Life must go on<br />
You fall , you hurt, and you learn how not to fall and hurt anymore<br />
even if you fall again, it doesnt hurt you so bad<br />
Seriously, I never thought that some of the reason i stand up today is the reason that why i dont want to live yesterday<br />
Life..is always unexpected<br />
As your age numbers adding up to 1 year by year, life gets harder and harder<br />
Well. you just gotta said " life must go on "Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-5957610270229759442013-07-23T15:29:00.002+08:002013-07-23T15:29:31.817+08:00Haze is back? oh really?<br />
Assalamualaikum<br />
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sayang-sayang<br />
:)<br />
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sekarang ni nampaknya jerebu kembali...<br />
yang mana the first jerebu haritu dapatlah merasa cuti sekolah sehari<br />
(itupun baru je ganti last week)<br />
jerebu is coming back!<br />
as the last time i had a severe sorethroat and almost got flu because of the worst surroundings<br />
hoping this time takdelah teruk sangat<br />
malas nak bercuti-cuti ni sebab nanti kena ganti<br />
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mood now : 3 petang still dalam bilik guru. kerja banyak tapi tak gerak pun. now ending up writing nonsense stuff on the blog. haih<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-77243532888816904682013-07-14T13:16:00.002+08:002013-07-14T13:16:25.881+08:00Something about 2013<br />
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Insya Allah<br />
something big is coming the way<br />
hanya berharap Allah memberkati apa yang akan berlaku nanti<br />
berharap Allah akan mudahkan segala urusan yang telah dirancangkan<br />
Insya Allah<br />
AminAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-45202376787803602522013-07-14T12:24:00.000+08:002013-07-14T12:26:49.406+08:00<br />
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<b style="border: 0px none; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">"I Knew You Were Trouble"</b></div>
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I think--I think when it's all over,<br />
It just comes back in flashes, you know?<br />
It's like a kaleidoscope of memories.<br />
It just all comes back. But he never does.<br />
I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen.<br />
It's not really anything he said or anything he did,<br />
It was the feeling that came along with it.<br />
And the crazy thing is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again.<br />
But I don't know if I should.<br />
I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright.<br />
But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you?<br />
Maybe he knew that when he saw me.<br />
I guess I just lost my balance.<br />
I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him.<br />
It was losing me.<br />
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Once upon a time a few mistakes ago<br />
I was in your sights, you got me alone<br />
You found me, you found me, you found me<br />
I guess you didn't care, and I guess I liked that<br />
And when I fell hard you took a step back<br />
Without me, without me, without me<br />
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And he's long gone when he's next to me<br />
And I realize the blame is on me<br />
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'Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in<br />
So shame on me now<br />
Flew me to places I'd never been<br />
'Til you put me down, oh<br />
I knew you were trouble when you walked in<br />
So shame on me now<br />
Flew me to places I'd never been<br />
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground<br />
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
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No apologies, he'll never see you cry<br />
Pretend he doesn't know that he's the reason why<br />
You're drowning, you're drowning, you're drowning<br />
Now I heard you moved on from whispers on the street<br />
A new notch in your belt is all I'll ever be<br />
And now I see, now I see, now I see<br />
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He was long gone when he met me<br />
And I realize the joke is on me, yeah!<br />
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I knew you were trouble when you walked in<br />
So shame on me now<br />
Flew me to places I'd never been<br />
'Til you put me down, oh<br />
I knew you were trouble when you walked in<br />
So shame on me now<br />
Flew me to places I'd never been<br />
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground<br />
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
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And the saddest fear comes creeping in<br />
That you never loved me or her, or anyone, or anything, yeah<br />
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I knew you were trouble when you walked in<br />
So shame on me now<br />
Flew me to places I'd never been<br />
'Til you put me down, oh<br />
I knew you were trouble when you walked in (you were right there, you were right there)<br />
So shame on me now<br />
Flew me to places I'd never been<br />
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground<br />
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
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I knew you were trouble when you walked in<br />
Trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
I knew you were trouble when you walked in<br />
Trouble, trouble, trouble<br />
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<i style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[Music video spoken part:]</i><br />
I don't know if you know who you are until you lose who you are.<br />
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I dont know I just love this song .. hehe. Not a good second entry for 2013 right? hehe. </blockquote>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-31582809488004158752013-07-14T12:02:00.001+08:002013-07-14T12:03:45.155+08:00Welcome mr.abandoned blog to 2013<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Assalamualaikum warhamatullahi wabarrakatuh</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Its been so long, since I abandoned you...sorry blog..</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">So today nak refresh back this blog</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">My last post is on June, 2012..that means i left you almost a year.. and i am so so sorry</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I promise to "feed" you back...</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I am deeply truly sorry..</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">If you thirst of needs, of loves, of my writings...</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I promise to write back, alright? ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Till my next writing then.. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">see you again love :)</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-91991447016681262232012-06-20T22:38:00.001+08:002013-07-23T16:22:09.367+08:00Takut :(<br />
Takut nak mengadap hari esok :'(<br />
For the first time ever in my life, Ive been at this bottom of an ocean<br />
Big case, total drama, whats gonna happen tomorrow, only GOD knows :'(..Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-13054141958887065512012-06-20T15:49:00.002+08:002012-06-20T15:52:28.124+08:00Istikharah yang ditakuti<br />
<br />
Its been so long ago I want to do Istikharah<br />
Mahu juga I untuk tahu betul ke pilihan I ni<br />
Sebab kalau betul , kenapa terasa banyak betul<i> kesasar</i>nya<br />
Sebab kalau betul, kenapa sakit betul bahu nak pikul banyak beban akibat daripada pilihan yang hati I sendiri buat<br />
Kenapa tidak saja I serahkan semuanya kepada tangan DIA ?<br />
Kenapa tidak saja I buat istikharah itu?<br />
Kerana takut pada keputusan DIA ?<br />
Takut pilihan hati salah?<br />
Tapi you tak takut ke yang pilihan hati u tu tak bawa bahagia pun pada you, tapi sengsara je yang you dapat macam sekarang ni<br />
Hey ! ini soal masa depan you !<br />
Bukan cerita 2-3 jam lepas tu the end<br />
Kenapa you nak teruskan korbankan diri u ?<br />
Kenapa you nak teruskan sakiti hati you ?<br />
Kenapa you nak bazirkan airmata you lagi, lagi dan lagi sekali ?<br />
Tapi itu pilihan hati I<br />
I kenal hati I<br />
I tahu hati I ni ..<br />
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Hurm..<br />
Takkan nak kena buat istikharah untuk tentukan sama ada perlu buat istikharah atau tak pulak ?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-66006258170969580572012-05-08T21:53:00.002+08:002012-05-08T21:57:47.903+08:00Pfft !<br />
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Based on this (lihat di bawah)<br />
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Sorry, the name and pictures and my friends all need to be under secret because I have this crazy-stalker-yg-tak-faham-bahasa sibuk nak stalking and wonder around asking about my fon number.</div>
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You go to hell bro !</div>
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Try your bestest to catch me !</div>
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Its not that i hate you, BUT I HATE YOU VERY MUCH !</div>
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Keep my word.</div>
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pfft. </div>
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Actually bukan stress sbb stalker pon</div>
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Tapi..stress sebab... entahlah</div>
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Macam-macam dalam kepala</div>
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2,3 hari ni asyik fkir hal ni je</div>
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KAHWIN</div>
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Nenek tak sihat, so dia sangat berharap...dia tak cakap, tapi sy tahu...</div>
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Sy cucu sulung. Sy anak sulung. Everyone knows me and they are waiting for me</div>
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Kesian my family ....... nak buat macamana :'(</div>
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pfft.</div>
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Buang masa je masuk blog tapi tulis benda merepek ni</div>
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pfft again.</div>
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Takde isi duh -_-</div>
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Ok, nak tdo</div>
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Kbai!</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-69409727247993913012012-05-06T22:44:00.002+08:002012-05-06T22:48:18.952+08:00Di malam yang stress, aku bersuara<br />
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Theres so much to write actually<br />
Since its been quiet long Ive never had chance to write<br />
(if even I did have chance,I might not have mood to write)<br />
<br />
Many things had happened actually since i 'left' this blog empty<br />
Things happend bukan maknanya bad thing yang jadi..tapi lebih pada aktiviti penting-penting for example i had visited Ain Jamil's newborn bby girl..aww..comels hokeh :D !<br />
Tapi sorrylah, ade mood nak tulis tapi takde mood nak haplod gamba la pulek. Hehe<br />
<br />
Itu cerita tentang newborn baby, nak cerita pasal kawan kawin pulak<br />
Pergh, macam biasalah, umur-umur menggatal macam ni, memang tak menang tangan nak pegi kenduri kawen<br />
(alah, macam sy pegi pon kan. haha XP)<br />
Kalau kumpul all the wedding cards, I can earn more than 10 bugs by selling them to da recycle company :P<br />
Punye lahhhhhhhhhhh banyakkkkkkk kad kawen yang den dapat<br />
And paling best, setiap satu kad yang datang, akan menyebabkan satu titik stress dalam hati<br />
Sebab apa? Sebab paham-pahamlah..<br />
Umur dah tua<br />
Mak abah kita pun dah tua<br />
Tau dah, dalam hati dorg tu nak sangat tengok kita naik pelamin<br />
Tapi.. belum sampai rezeki kan.. hihii<br />
So, tak payah nak stress-stress sangatlah dengan benda macam ni<br />
Senang cakap jeh kat mak, kalau mak nak sangat ada menantu apa kata mak tolong carikan jelah..mak pun tak stress kan.. hehe<br />
Kalau mak nak akak cari sendiri, mak kenalah bersabar ye.. Banyak perkara menjadi penghalang, antranya akak berHAJAT nak continue master. (HAJAT je ada, taktaulah bila nak bergerak., hehe)<br />
tapi perkara-perkara ni memang ada dalam perancangan.. Mak doakan jelah yang terbaik ye :))))<br />
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Mak aih..bukan ke kat atas ni nak cakap psl wedding kawan -_-<br />
Last-last turned out talking about myself . pfft. LOSER !<br />
Okeh, tutup cerita<br />
And then Fatah pun adalah datang sekali dua<br />
Sekrang ni dah jarang Fatah datang sebab dia dah semakin busy<br />
Banyak kerja dia buat<br />
Yelah, dah dewasa, semua perkara nak pakai duet, so tak salahlah kalau dia nak buat banyak kerja (where I think he should pun, kena kumpul duet kan nak kawin :p. OK, kidding, before kumpul duet nak kawen, ada banyak lagi perkara perlu diselesaikan. :)<br />
Nak photo ??<br />
Sorylah..photo malas nak upload .. hehe<br />
Serius ada mood nak tulis je ni..photo-photo malas upload.<br />
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Okehla korang-korang,<br />
sy nak masuk tdo<br />
Jum basuh kaki berjemaah<br />
Nanti takdelah antu kacau secara berjemaah jugak XD<br />
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Tata darlings yang gagah nak baca entry merepek ni ye..<br />
Smooches! :-*<br />
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">Agak-agak, kita boleh tak menyempurnakan impian lelaki yang sayang kita ye? Lebih elok SUAMI yang sayangkan kite ye? Soalan untuk diri sendiri jugak ni.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-55308320259203817252012-03-27T23:17:00.001+08:002012-03-27T23:17:16.238+08:00Semua Isi Hatimu - 3 Suara (3 Voices) by Jac , Ning, Shila<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lalWxZtKsKM?fs=1" width="459"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-58075926014307675132012-03-25T23:46:00.002+08:002012-03-25T23:59:54.232+08:00The sweetest prank !!. Love you !<br />
Good evening everyone !<br />
Lame sangat tak on blog..kesian blog..dahagakan entry ye.. alahai<br />
Sory ye..saya agak busy (plus malas pun ade sikit. hihi) nak up entry baru<br />
And malam ni dengan semangat yang cuma 10%, kena jugaklah up satu entry, kesian follower-follower tercinta ;D.<br />
Sayang korang !<br />
mwah.<br />
<br />
SO nak cerita sikit lah<br />
Kalau korang tekan previous kat bawah ni, sure korang perasan yang entry sebelum-sebelum ni sedih and sayu jeh bunyinya<br />
Huk Huk<br />
Memang sedih pun<br />
Dahlah banyak keja, banyak benda dalam kepala, siap kena attend pelbagai jenis kursus jauh-jauh, nak harapkan si dia untuk dengar luahan pun tak boleh sbb gaduh besar -_-<br />
Teruk sangat 3 minggu yang lepas<br />
Cakap sikit salah, cakap sikit nak gaduh, cakap sikit ada je yang sakit hati<br />
Itu tak kena, ini tak kena, semuanya tak kena masa ni ! :( <br />
Sampai terasa hidup dah single and single yang berserabut sebab keja kemain banyak menggunung-gunung<br />
<br />
And memang bila relationship problems happens, every problems seems bigger than the usual -_-<br />
Such a crazy-chaos weekss..it feels longeeerrrrrrrrrrrr than it should..<br />
Penat , lelah, letih, exhausted<br />
Badan pun cepat sangat longlai<br />
<br />
After 3 weeks tak bercakap, tak langsung SMS,<br />
satu hari ni, things getting worstier<br />
Fatah siap cakap nak end this relationship *gulp!*<br />
Tak payah lah cakap perasaan saya macamana masa tu<br />
And dia dah siap bubuh due date bila nak clash<br />
<br />
Khamis 22/3/12 ialah hari yg dia pilih untuk end up semuanya<br />
Sedih :(<br />
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Khamis. 22/3/12<br />
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Harini macam biasa je<br />
Takde yang istimewa melainkan hati yang sedih<br />
Fatah ada gitau tak jadi datang, so after school terus pegi Alamanda sebab nak releasekan tension<br />
Sebab Fatah gitau datang ke tak datang relationship still has to be end up today<br />
So here it goes, Alamanda lah tujunya<br />
And tengah tengok-tengok kasut, msg Mumu (kwn saya di tempat kerja) masuk<br />
And dapatlah sembang-sembang dgn Mumu dlm hp kejap untuk hilangkan stress <br />
<br />
Tengah makan Whooper Jr. kat Burger King, tiba-tiba call masuk<br />
Its Fatah ! *gulp*<br />
Baru nak angkat dia dah letak<br />
Tengok-tengok ada 1 msg received<br />
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" Saya ada kat area kuarters awak, Sy bagi awak 15 minit je untuk datang jumpa saya buat kali terakhir. Jika tak, saya akan letak henpon abah awak depan rumah and sy balik terus. "<br />
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Terkejut!!! Dada berdebar-debar.<br />
Terus hilang selera nak makan.<br />
Terus jalan punya laju cari mesin bayar tiket and terus cari kereta kat kawasan parking<br />
Tengok jam, aiseh! dah dekat pukul 5 !!<br />
Harap-harap tak jem lah putrajaya<br />
If jem, tak dapatlah jumpa Fatah buat kali terakhir :'((<br />
<br />
On the way tu, Fatah msg lagi<br />
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"Awak tolong bagi number housemate awak Faezah sekarang !"<br />
<br />
*gulp!*<br />
Mesti dia nak bagi jeh phone tu kat Faezah<br />
Takmau !! Nanti awak tak jumpa sy kalau sy bagi number Faez :(<br />
<br />
Msg masuk lagi<br />
"5 minit lagi untuk sy tunggu awak Dila ...."<br />
<br />
:'(. Tuhan jeh yang tahu betapa berdebarnya saya<br />
Perjalanan masih jauh<br />
Habis semua lampu isyarat saya langgar<br />
Mujur Putrajaya ni jalan tak sibuk so langgar lampu isyarat yang tak banyak kenderaan tu banyak<br />
<br />
Msg masuk lagi<br />
<br />
"2 minit lagi Dila ..."<br />
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Ya Allah..bantulah saya ya Allah...Kau lembutkanlah hati Abdul Fatah Abdul Kadir<br />
Bantulah saya ya Allah<br />
Kawasan rumah semakin hampir<br />
Ya Allah...kalaulah aku boleh terbang je masa ni..masa ni aje ya Allah<br />
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Msg masuk lagi<br />
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"Kalau awak dah sampai tolong mesej saya. Awak terus naik ke rumah, tunggu saya kat sana"<br />
<br />
Alhamdulillah. Sempat jugak saya sampai di rumah sebelum Fatah msg lagi<br />
Terus baca masg, terus naik rumah and dada berdebar tuhan je yg tahu :(<br />
Masuk bilik, letak beg, tunggu mcm org bodoh atas katil, mata dah ready nak menangis<br />
<br />
Tok ! Tok ! Tok ! *bunyi pintu diketuk*<br />
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Terus saya bergegas pegi pintu and jumpa dia<br />
Ya Allah..kenapalah tiba-tiba terasa Fatah sangat hensem di ketika dia mahu melepaskan saya<br />
Sebelum ni takdelah hensem mcm ni :P<br />
Tapi serius .. wajahnya tenang sahaja.<br />
Saya dah menangis meraung-raung bila dia tengok sy<br />
Serius meraung macam orang nak kena tembak merayu supaya jangan ditembak<br />
Fatah pujuk, suruh sy berhenti menangis, kalau sy tak berhenti menangis, dia akan terus pergi<br />
Pergh! Boleh pulak sy berhenti .. sebab Fatah dah ugut<br />
<br />
"Dila, jom kita pergi dinner"<br />
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*gulp!* dinner??? Lepas dinner mesti awak nak tinggalkan saya kan :(<br />
<br />
"Cepat siap Dila, saya tunggu awak kat kereta"<br />
<br />
Zup. zup. zup. tanpa cuci mekap kat muka, tanpa mandi, terus tuka baju kurung kepada baju tshirt<br />
Touch up bedak balik kt muka berminyak tu, and bubuh perfume segelen<br />
Terus keluar rumah, turun bawah pergi kat kereta<br />
<br />
Sampai jeh kat kereta, Fatah terus tanya, mana lokasi Tutti Frutti terdekat<br />
And terus saya cakap Presint 15 ada<br />
And Fatah pun setuju<br />
Saya lega<br />
Tapi dalam hati tuhan shj yg tahu betapa saya risau tentang apa yang akan berlaku selepas dinner nanti<br />
Hurm..<br />
<br />
Sesampainya di Tutti Frutti Presint 15, Fatah minta tlg sy belikan dia Tutti Frutti, take away<br />
And saya sempat tanya dia, "awak sayangkan saya tak Fatah? "<br />
Dia jawab " awak pergi beli dulu, nanti saya cakap"<br />
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Okeh, terus saya masuk Tutti Frutti.<br />
Before this kalau makan TF sure saya amik sikit-sikit jeh, risau harga mahal bila letak atas penimbang<br />
Tapi masa ni disebabkan nak amik hati Fatah, saya bubuh ikut sedap jeh<br />
Siap amik cup sederhana besar, tak pernah saya makan dalam cup medium size, takut mahal<br />
And sy amik dutch choc, TF original, red velvet, coffee and strawberry<br />
Terus g bayar, pergh! RM 30 ! huuu<br />
Takpe, janji Fatah suka<br />
<br />
Keluar jeh kedai, cari Fatah, Fatah takde dalam kereta<br />
And tengok-tengok sekeliling tak nmpk pon dia<br />
Takpela, saya tunggu jela dia kat tepi kedai TF, kereta saya pn sebelah kedai je<br />
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And nampak je Fatah, terus masuk kereta.<br />
Mula-mula dah nampak Fatah macam sorok-sorok tangan, tapi takdelah perasan apa-apa sebab masa ni ingat nak putus je<br />
Tetiba ....<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>BUNGA !!!! </b></span><br />
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Ahah, Fatah beli bunga<br />
And dia cakap I LOVE YOU lagi<br />
Kussss semangat! cair kuttt.. huuu<br />
<br />
:))))))))))<br />
Terus senyum sampai telinga :)))))<br />
<br />
And Fatah ajak pegi Wangsa Maju, makan Burger Bakar Seksyen 2 yang gila femes tu<br />
Sy okeh jeh !<br />
Plus, hati saya dah berbunga-bunga niiii haa :)))<br />
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Dalam perjalanan, Fatah ceritakan semuanya, drp A sampai Z<br />
Memang dia dah plan nak buat surprise harini kat saya<br />
Memang dia sengaja plan dari awal nak bergaduh dengan saya<br />
Buat-buat taknak tegur<br />
And memang sengaja buat saya sedih supaya surprise dia menjadi<br />
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And memang menjadiklah sangat!<br />
huh.<br />
Siap meraung kau depan pintu umah, sabor jelah.<br />
<br />
And Fatah memang dah buat satu plan yang sempurna<br />
Dia dah berpakat dengan kawan-kawan saya!<br />
Argh. huhu<br />
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Drp mula dia tahu sy ada kat Alamanda <br />
Sebab dia msg Mumu tanya saya kat mana<br />
Padanlah Mumu tetiba msg sy tanya saya kat mana masa saya jalan-jalan kat Alamanda tadi.. heee<br />
And dia ada call Faezah, siap buat plan bagai nak buat surprise kat saya<br />
Dia nak bubuh bunga kat depan pintu sy masa sy naik atas rumah konon kena cari henpon abah yang dia nak pulangkan tu..<br />
Tapi malangnya Fezah harini meeting so plan bertukar<br />
Fatah call Nasriq, (kwn Fatah kat Putrajaya), tanya mana kedai bunga<br />
And kedai bunga ada kat Presint 15 !<br />
Betul-betul sebelah kedai Tutti Frutti !<br />
Ohhh,,itukah sebabnya Fatah ajak makan Tutti Frutti yeee...<br />
Suweett lah mamat ni...eeee. :)<br />
<br />
And drp saat ni, semuanya indah-indah jeh :)<br />
Termasuklah terpaksa beratur selama 2 jam untuk makan Burger Bakar pun saya rasa indah<br />
Walapun berpeluh-peluh berdiri 2 jam! Hamik ko..lame benau nunggu<br />
<br />
Tu jehlah nak cerita<br />
Kisah betapa bahagianya saya<br />
Kisah betapa romantiknya tunang sy.. err..belum lagi bertunang..insyaAllah ;)<br />
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Kat bawah ni nak share gambar jelah ye :)<br />
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Enjoyyyyyyyyzzz ! :D<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Penghujung barisan ni tak dapat dikesan kerana terlampau panjangg</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yosh abang burger !</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fatah dan triple patties !</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saya punya, double beef with cheseeeee. ^O^</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-2172944631579911002012-03-15T00:19:00.001+08:002012-03-15T00:19:48.899+08:00Kalaulah boleh kan..kalaulah boleh<br />
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Mulakanlah dulu ucapan mu itu<br />
Kerna aku wanita, <br />
Aku malu, namun aku sudah pun penat menunggu<br />
Aku perlu dahulu tahu adakah kau benar-benar masih perlukan aku<br />
Kau perlu perlu perlu mulakan dulu<br />
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Datanglah kepadaku sekarang<br />
Ku akan laju-laju sambut tanganmu, takkan ku lepas lagi<br />
Tapi sebelum itu, kau mesti katakan dulu<br />
Semua-semua yang kau sudah simpan sepanjang lamanya kita tak "bercinta" ini<br />
Ku ingin dengar, semua-semuanya<br />
Apa yang kau lakukan, apa yang kau sedang rindu, apa yang kau sudah bina, dalam selama kau tutup ceritamu daripada aku<br />
Kerana, sungguh aku punya banyak-banyak benda nak cerita, macamana aku rindu, macamana aku jalani hari-hari aku tanpa mu, bagaimana aku menangis menunggu, dan bagaimana aku terpaksa simpan semua-semua yang aku bisa ceritakan tapi kau tak ada di situ ketika aku mahu bercerita<br />
Jadi cepatlah sayang, kau mulakanlah dulu ucapan mu itu....<br />
Malam ini juga, kau harus mulakannya..Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-79235527923156963212012-03-14T23:57:00.000+08:002012-03-14T23:58:29.660+08:00Kiranya dia tahu yang aku ............<br />
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Kiranya dia tahu yang aku sedang menunggu .......<br />
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khabar beritanya dengan penuh kesabaran<br />
senyumannya yang ku sulam dengan titis tangisan<br />
perkhabaran cintanya yang dulu menyalakan gelap malam<br />
rindunya yang mencantikkan hidup yang berharapan<br />
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Hanya jika dia tahu yang aku sedang menunggu .........<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-71849134769187163602012-03-10T04:16:00.000+08:002012-03-10T04:19:37.800+08:00Bersabarlah dengan dugaan<br />
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<b>Sabda Rasulullah S.A.W :</b><br />
<b>"Manusia yang paling berat menerima dugaan adalah para nabi ,
kemudian orang soleh , kemudian orang yang mengikut jejak langkah
mereka dan demikian pula seterusnya."</b><br />
<b>(Diriwayatkan oleh al-Tirmidzi)</b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Setiap manusia sentiasa diuji dengan pelbagai dugaan, cabaran dan ranjau hidup </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ada juga yang menyebutnya cobaan (P.Ramlee style)</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Apapun nama yang diberi, dugaan yang datang sentiasa ada hikmah yang datang bersama-sama</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Bagaimana cara utk menghadapi dugaan?</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">1) Sabar.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Bukan setakat bersabar, tetapi harus banyakkan bersabar. Fikiran perlu positif, perlu waras barulah dapat melihat segala-galanya adalah ketentuan daripada DIA. Tiada apa yang datang drp DIA yang tidak baik. Sabar adalah separuh drp iman. Allah sayangkan umatNYA yang bersabar. Percayalah bahawa setiap kesabaran yang dikorbankan ada nilainya. DIA sentiasa bersama-sama kita dalam setiap dugaan yang datang.InsyaAllah.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">2) Muhasabah</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Setiap dugaan yang datang tentu ada sebab. Saat dugaan datang inilah kita perlu diam bermuhasabah, fikirkan mungkin ada salah dan silap kita di mana-mana atau dengan siapa-siapa. Jika perlu kita minta maaf,kita minta maaf. Jika perlu kita cepat-cepat baiki kesilapan itu, hendaklah kita segerakan. Dugaan datang adalah supaya kita kembali semula ke jalan yang benar setelah lama kita menyimpang. Semoga dengan bermuhasabah, kita dapat menjadi insan yang lebih baik. InsyaAllah</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">3) Syukur </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Bersyukurlah apabila dugaan datang. Kerana yang pertamanya menandakan Allah sentiasa sayangkan kita. DIA sentiasa buatkan kita teringat pada DIA. Kerana memang sudah lumrah manusia akan kembali mengingati tuhannya ketika mereka dalam kesusahan. Maka apabila dugaan datang, ALLAH mahu kita kembali mengingatinya. Sudah terlalu lama DIA membiarkan kita dalam keseronokan dunia, dan sudah tiba masanya DIA mahu kita kembali ingat pada DIA maka ketika itulah dugaan diturunkan. Ketika ini kita haruslah bersyukur. Kerana sejahat mana pun kita, DIA sentiasa teringat pada kita dan berikan kita dugaan supaya kita ingat pada DIA sama. </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">4) Redha</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Redha..perlu sentiasa redha dengan ketentuanNYA. Setiap dugaan adalah takdirNYA. Tentu ada sebab. Tiada apa yang diutuskan oleh DIA adalah tidak baik untuk kita. Kita cari hikmah di setiap sebalik dugaan yang datang. Sentiasa positif, jangan kuat melatah. Perlu tenang, redha, dan barulah kita dapat melihat dugaan yang datang bukanlah satu bebanan, tetapi anugerah dari tuhan supaya kita dapat perbaiki kesilapan. Sama-samalah kita menghayati maksud redha, semoga bermanfaat. InsyaAllah :)</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">5) Berdoa</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Yaa..inilah yang kita PALING PERLU LAKUKAN ! Jangan putus berdoa pada DIA. Sesungguhnya DIA lah penyembuh segala luka, segala duka, bukan pakwe,bukan makwe, bukan terletak pada mana-mana manusia. Berdoalah dengan penuh pengharapan, penuh keikhlasan, biar sampai tikar sujud basah dengan airmata penginsafan, itu yang terbaik. Moga-moga dimakbulkan segala doa . InsyaAllah :')</span></b><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-74613778522839766482012-03-10T03:33:00.000+08:002012-03-10T03:33:37.856+08:00Something to share at 3.33 a.m :)<br />
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<span class="caption">~āæ>> Kepada Hawa. Biarlah Adam yang mencari sendiri tulang rusuknya yang hilang<span class="text_exposed_show">.
Hawa pula, tunggulah dan bersabarlah, tak perlulah kamu yang mencari
Adam. Kerana kamu tetap tulang rusuknya yang hilang, dia akan datang
mencarimu dan mengambilmu satu hari nanti.<br /> <br /> Apa yang boleh kamu
usahakan Hawa ialah berdoa agar Adam yang datang itu adalah Adam yang
beragama, beramal dengan agamanya dan punya akhlak yang baik. Dengan
kata lain dapat membimbing kamu ke jalan yang lurus untuk ke syurga..ā„ā„</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-81768850909878565332012-02-21T22:56:00.002+08:002012-02-22T20:43:27.454+08:00Demam Cupcakes !<br />
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Beberapa minggu nan lalu (lalu..lalu..lalu *ada echo sebab terlalu lama* :p)<br />
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Kakak senior kat tempat keja belanja satu cupcake<br />
Nama cupcake tu Red Velvet<br />
Sumpah tak tipu sedap gilakk !! :D<br />
Serius sedappp oohh<br />
Beli online kat Facebook Garam dan Gula (errr..ke Gula dan Garam eh..checkla sendiri. heehee)<br />
And weeks after that bermulalah sesi gila mahu kek cawan<br />
Beli cupcakes kat Pasar Malam Putrajaya (rujuk pada entry beli cupcakes tulis header blog tu ;)<br />
Beli cupcakes kat tepi jalan on the way balik kerja<br />
Curik cupcake rumate yang baru balik kelas buat cupcake (tapi tak sedapp..hakhak)<br />
Kirim pada rumate beli cupcake kat online Garam dan Gula lagiiiii (suka sangat!!! XD)<br />
Kejar Cookies Wagon (van pink amat cantik) kat Pasar Malam Putrajaya hari Jumaat<br />
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Memang tengah gila kek cawan ni! Huuuuu<br />
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PS : Pagi tadi baru makan kek cawan versi kampung iaitu bubuh dalam bekas kertas nipis tuuu..and kek pandan biasa jehhh.. tp name pun cawan kann..belasah jehh.. hehe<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Garam dan Gula (Search Facebook;)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The most delicious Red Velvet Cupcakes!!! (from Garam dan Gula)</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-61133726012162284392012-02-13T22:57:00.000+08:002012-02-13T22:57:47.558+08:00Kisah harus baca jika awak sedang mencintai seseorang :'(<br />
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Married or not you should read this...<br />
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āWhen I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand
and said, Iāve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.
Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.<br />
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Suddenly I didnāt know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know
what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She
didnāt seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?<br /> <br />
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the
chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didnāt
talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what
had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory
answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didnāt love her anymore. I
just pitied her!<br /> <br /> With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a
divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car,
and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into
pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become
a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I
could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally
she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see.
To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which
had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.<br /> <br />
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing
something at the table. I didnāt have supper but went straight to sleep
and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with
Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just
did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.<br /> <br /> In the
morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didnāt want anything
from me, but needed a monthās notice before the divorce. She requested
that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as
possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a monthās
time and she didnāt want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.<br /> <br />
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to
recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the monthās duration I carry her out of
our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going
crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd
request.<br /> <br /> I told Jane about my wifeās divorce conditions. . She
laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she
applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.<br /> <br /> My
wife and I hadnāt had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we
both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy
in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to
the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in
my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; donāt tell our son about
the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the
office.<br /> <br /> On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.
She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I
realized that I hadnāt looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I
realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her
face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a
minute I wondered what I had done to her.<br /> <br /> On the fourth day,
when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the
woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth
day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didnāt
tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped
by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.<br /> <br /> She was
choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but
could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have
grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was
the reason why I could carry her more easily.<br /> <br /> Suddenly it hit meā¦ she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.<br /> <br />
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, itās time to carry mom
out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an
essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer
and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I
might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms,
walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her
hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly;
it was just like our wedding day.<br /> <br /> But her much lighter weight
made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly
move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I
hadnāt noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to officeā¦. jumped
out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay
would make me change my mindā¦I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door
and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.<br /> <br />
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have
a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I
wonāt divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I
didnāt value the details of our lives, not because we didnāt love each
other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on
our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane
seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the
door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the
floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The
salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, Iāll
carry you out every morning until death do us apart.<br /> <br /> That
evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run
up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been
fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice.
She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the
whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with
the divorce.ā At least, in the eyes of our sonā- Iām a loving husbandā¦.<br /> <br />
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a
relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the
bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot
give happiness in themselves.<br /> <br /> So find time to be your spouseās
friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do
have a real happy marriage!<br /> <br /> If you donāt share this, nothing will happen to you.<br /> <br />
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of lifeās failures are
people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave
up.</span></div>
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Entry ini adalah hasil galian draft tahun lalu</div>
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Hi hi..</div>
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Banyak juga entry yang tak TERpost lagi rupanya</div>
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So ini adalah salah satunya . He he</div>
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So serius entry hari ini takde langsung kaitan dengan hati atau perasaan hari ini</div>
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Cuma sayang nak delete so sy post kan lah ye.</div>
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PS buat Fatah : Kalau awak baca, jangan terkejut pulak entry ini emo sikit. Ini draft lama-lama. Mungkin waktu ni saya merajuk dengan awak kut :P.</div>
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PSS buat readers : Sila jangan menyampah pulak baca PS atas ni yek :P. Ha ha!<br />
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Quote :<br />
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When a girl says :<br />
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"OK"<br />
"Its fine"<br />
"You dont have to worry"<br />
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What she means is actually :<br />
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"Its not not OK, Im hurt"<br />
"Its not fine, you should notice Im about to cry"<br />
Somebody should be worry because she is being really hurt inside, if only you can see her heart is bleeding.<br />
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The conclusion is :<br />
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SHE REALLY NEEDS YOU<br />
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What you can do is :<br />
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GO HUG HER !<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-87775283301673282292012-02-05T12:41:00.000+08:002012-02-05T12:42:24.739+08:00Tuhan tolong jaga orang-orang yang ku sayang<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Saat tiada
lagi waktu untuk kita berjalan seiring</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Saat tiada
lagi waktu buat kita berkongsi cerita girang</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Cukup saja
ku rapatkan jari jemariku ā¦. Menangkupnya ā¦.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Lalu
mendoakan dirimu ā¦.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Dengan cara
itu, aku memohon</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Memohon
agar DIA selalu jagamu</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Tuhan </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Jagakan dia
untukku</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Jagakan dia
agar airmatanya tak lagi jatuh</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Jagakan dia
agar cintanya selalu penuh</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Untaikanlah
senyuman di bibir manisnya</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Terangkan
cahaya matanya</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Hangatkan
hari-harinya agar selalu ceria</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Sinarilah
malamnya agar tidurnya lelap</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Beri dia mimpi-mimpi
indah</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Aku mohon
ā¦.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">Tuhanā¦
Jagakan dia untukku</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">PS : Untuk mak, abah, adik :)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">PSS : Untuk dia yang bakal menjadi imam ku :')</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707754788579458189.post-3986575532052978412012-02-04T17:57:00.001+08:002012-02-04T17:57:31.423+08:00Something every Muslims should take note! Kahwin tak perlu belanja besar, cukuplah dengan akad dan nikah<br />
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SANTAI: petang-petang gini, best kalau kita bercerita, sebab admin ada
satu cerita yang boleh sama-sama kita jadikan satu teladan: Saya
berusia 21 tahun, dan sudah berkahwin. Masih muda bukan? Suami saya
berusia 23 tahun. Juga masih muda. Kami berdua masih belajar. Jadi,
mengapa berkahwin? Kalau ikut kata mak ayah,<span class="text_exposed_show">
āNak bagi bini makan apa? Pasir?ā Perjalanan cinta saya tidak mudah.
Sebelum berkahwin, saya pernah teruk dikecewakan bekas kekasih. Dia
minta masa 3 tahun dari tarikh kami ādeclareā, untuk bersedia untuk
berkahwin. Hampir 3 tahun, saya ditinggalkan untuk perempuan lain.
Kecewaā¦? Sudah tentu. Jujur, saya hampir bunuh diri. Saya mengalami
tekanan hidup sehingga tidak berhubung dengan dunia luar. Tapi selepas
itu baru saya sedar kehadiran suami saya yang sudah 4 tahun menunggu
peluang. Pada mulanya, saya ingat sekadar ācinta reboundā, tetapi
selepas 2 bulan berkenalan dan bercintan, suami saya melamar untuk
berkahwin. Pada mulanya, saya ingat satu gurauan. Akhirnya si dia
berani menghubungi ayah saya dan minta izin untuk berkahwin kerana takut
kehilangan saya lagi. Ayah saya pun dahulu berkahwin ketika belajar;
ketika beliau tahun 1 peringkat ijazah. Suami saya pelajar perubatan
tahun 3, dan saya cuma tinggal 2 bulan untuk mengakhiri pengajian. Ayah
saya bersetuju memandangkan saya sudah kecewa, takut juga pisang
berbuah dua kali. Akhirnya, kami berkahwin. Dengan mahar RM 200,
sebentuk cincin emas, tiada hantaran, tiada majlis, kami bernikah.
Simple bukan? Kenapa perlu pening? Kalau anda lelaki, anda mesti ingin
berikan segala yang terbaik untuk bakal isteri anda. Dan, kalau anda
perempuan seperti saya, semestinya inginkan hantaran yang tinggi
(lulusan ijazah sekarang, hantaran RM10K ke atas). Perlu tidak? Maaf
perempuan, kalau terasa. Saya bukan jual diri, saya tidak perlukan
hantaran RM10-20K. Saya tidak letak harga untuk nilai diri sendiri dan
harga cinta saya. Ini masalah kalau kita kahwin cara Melayu; bukan cara
Islam. Saya perempuan lulusan ijazah, saya ada tulang 4 kerat, dan saya
boleh berusaha, kenapa perlu mengharap dengan lelaki? Suami bukan
untuk dibebani, tapi untuk disenangi. Isteri bukan untuk dibeli, tapi
untuk dikasihi. Kos kahwin sekarang paling rendah pun RM20K serba
serbi. Hantaran, majlis, belum baju, pelamin. Tapi cuba fikir, perlu
tidak? Baju raya kan masih ada, cantik lagi. Kasut raya pun masih baru.
Kenapa perlu buat majlis di hotel, dewan orang ramai kan ada? Kalau
rasa sangat mahal untuk katering, boleh upah orang masak, tinggal
sediakan bahan dan peralatan. Bersanding tak perlu, buat penat badan
duduk macam tunggul depan orang. Bagaimana pula hukumnya mempamerkan
diri (bab aurat dan sebagainya) di hadapan khalayak ramai tatkala
bersanding? Fikir2kan lah sendiri... āSeganlah. Nanti orang kata apa.ā
āIsk, buat malu belajar tinggi-tinggi, tak dapat hantaran.ā Hai, ni
mentaliti Barat. Bagi yang beragama Islam, ingat rukun nikah.
Tanggungjawab selepas kahwin yang penting. Lebih baik duit sewa pelamin
jadi duit persiapan untuk anak pertama. Prioritikan penggunaan duit
anda. Kos bersalin bukan murah. Kalau di hospital kerajaan, paling
kurang perlu ada RM400-500. Tapi di hospital swasta, minimum RM2000.
Kos ada anak sangat tinggi sekarang. Pernah cuba lihat harga setin susu
bayi di pasar? Harga lampin pakai buang? Dan sekarang, anda masih
terfikir pelamin itu penting? Ini tak kira duit nak beli kenderaan,
beli rumah. Pening!! Jadi jangan bebankan diri anda dengan majlis
perkahwinan yang membazir dan tidak perlu. Saya bahagia sekarang. Boleh
keluar dengan suami tanpa rasa takut dan malu, disentuh lelaki bukan
mahram. Dan suami saya tidak perlu takut saya diambil lelaki lain
seperti dahulu. Apa semua yang pasangan bercinta lakukan, kini kami
lakukan dengan halal. Dan kami boleh lakukan lebih dari itu, dengan
halal. Tidak perlu risau. Kami aman dan bahagia. Saya dan suami masih
bercinta. Masih belajar mengenal sesama sendiri. Dan percayalah, tak
guna bercinta lama-lama. Seganlah keluar dengan pasangan yang tidak
halal untuk anda. Saya dan suami, masih seperti pasangan yang baru
bercinta. Saya mampu tanggung hidup sendiri, kerja dan cari duit
sendiri. Buat apa menyusahkan suami? Dan suami berusaha belajar
bersungguh-sungguh (bagi pelajar perubatan, anda faham maksud saya),
untuk mendapat keputusan yang cemerlang. Saya tahu ego lelaki tercabar,
tetapi saya jujur cintakan suami saya. Saya tak ingin jadi beban, cukup
asal dia berasa senang dengan saya. Tidak perlu nafkah yang besar,
semampu yang ada saya terima. Bakal-bakal isteri sekalian, bersyukurlah
dengan suami anda. Dan bakal-bakal suami sekalian, hargai isteri kamu.
Terima kekurangan dan kelemahan pasangan anda. Persamaan membina
keserasian, perbezaan itu melengkapkan. Rezeki Tuhan ada di mana-mana.
Jangan putus asa. Berkahwinlah! Semoga anda semua merasa tenang dan
bahagia. āDan antara tanda-tanda yang membuktikan kekuasaan-Nya dan
rahmat-Nya bahawa Dia menciptkan untuk kamu (wahai kaum lelaki)
isteri-isteri daripada jenis kamu sendiri, supaya kamu BERSENANG HATI
dan hidup MESRA dengannya, dan dijadikan di antara kamu (suami isteri)
perasaan KASIH SAYANG dan BELAS KASIHAN.ā (Surah Ar-Rum, 21)</span><br />
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Kerana apa aku mencintaimu?<br />
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Jika kau mahu jawapannya, maaflah, sampai bila-bila pun aku tidak dapat memenuhi permintaan itu. Kerana aku tiada jawapan untuk itu<br />
Aku sendiri tidak tahu kenapa aku mencintaimu, sungguh, aku tak tahu !<br />
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Satu pujangga telah berkata<br />
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Jika cinta kerana rupa<br />
Itu bukan cinta, itu nafsu<br />
Jika cinta kerana harta<br />
Itu bukan cinta, itu gila pada kekayaan<br />
Jika cinta kerana suara<br />
Itu bukan cinta, itu keasyikan<br />
Tetapi jika engkau tidak punya punca mengapa kau jatuh cinta<br />
Maka itulah cinta yang <b>SEBENAR</b> !<br />
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<b><span style="color: green;">āCinta tidak perlu ada sebab.
Cinta lahir dari hati yang ikhlas. Saya terima awak seadanya. Kadangkala
perkara tercantik dan terbaik di dunia tidak boleh dilihat dan
disentuh dengan zahir tangan. Ia adalah sesuatu yang hanya dapat dirasai dari dalam hati..ā Pakar Cinta Blog</span></b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05413803521509129500noreply@blogger.com0