Patient

I am sure

long wait will not be in vain

If prayer is the highest throne of a flavor.

Pray,

the Angel of Allah fly prayers to the Almighty Love

Be sincere in asking, 

don't force,

wear manners,

then the angels will be the most loyal intermediary that all hope isn't only a hope.

Pray,

Because our prayers will blend into a harmony and produce a beautiful symphony for hum

the angels to the Almighty.

Patience wasn't about how long we wait.

but about how much good we do when waiting.

The patient is often synonymous with the wait, but patience is the process when waiting.

process where we do a lot of things when waiting,

where we do the goodness in it waiting for a cure,

waiting for, waiting for a mate, also waiting for death.. and more

Then from that patient, Allah gives the reward there in. because in itself it contains the goodness that much for yourself,

was also a fellow.

"What's your side will vanish, and what is on the side of Allah is eternal. and We will reward those who are patient with a better reward than what they used to do." (QS. An-Nahl :96)

Heart

Dear, heart ... 
how are you? how are you now? 
What are you feeling? whether it still sore? 
in the rest of the wound, whether you still looking flakes happiness? 

Heart, 
so you want to toughen up like coral, 
so great taste you've been through, 
so much bitterness that you swallow, 
then when ??? 
when you want to feel the happiness? 
like rubber that can be withdrawn and broken. 
it's like where you are today. 

Heart, whether you would keep through it all? 
top grievous wound that destroy you? 
how you going through? 
like what would be painted later? 
I'm looking forward to what and how you later ... 
I as your body, your place, and as perpetrators of this all, I'm sorry because I didn't manage to make you happy as soon as you expect. 
But I promise, from this trip I will make you understand the rigors of this trip. I will make you sparkle on your patience and obstinacy. 
ya, like crystal. 
stiff once over the process to achieve its luster him that in the end many women loved. 
ya, I promise on it. 
no more to make you a strong personal, patient, and make you more and more the better to be careful the best among the best. 
continue to be patient ... 
This storm will never lose the hardness of the rock... 
Promise...

KuasaMu

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Not Wrong

Not one time, but I 
Not one of love, but the hearts 
Not the wrong way, but step foot 

Many words were spoken from the lips was as heartbreaking 
Said soft as convincing liver 
Can barely implied error 
yes, 
this is all like a dream, a dream long over meeting 
what can I say? I was too brave heart harbors, as there is no written message to me. 

Until another time said on this option 
No, no, this is not what I was looking for, 
Not like this what i want
Not a fictional story that I need. 

Seconds elapsed can no longer grabbed, 
Every word that spoken strains only makes fatigue 
As if there was no power in this effort. 
How can ???? 
yes, 
Not one of nature on the case, but ask yourself...

assayyida: I Hate My Mother

assayyida: I Hate My Mother: Don't be shock of the title. that just a little story from  a magazine and I wrote back sorry... :) I want to share with you. It...

I Hate My Mother

Don't be shock of the title. that just a little story from a magazine and I wrote back sorry... :)

I want to share with you. It's about mother's sacrifice for her son. Hope you guys, like it.

My Mom only had one eye. I hated her... She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students and teachers to support the family.

There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed.

How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said, 'EEEE, your mom only has one eye!'

I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear, I confronted her that day and said, 'if you're only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?'

My mom didn't respond... I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings.

I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard , got a chance to go abroad to study.

Then I got married.I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her grandchildren.

when she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I  yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, 'How dare you come to my house and scare my children!' GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!'

and to this, my Mother quietly answered, 'oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,' and she disappeared out of sight.

One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.

My neighbors said that she died. I didn't shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.

'My dearest son,

I  think of you all the time. I'm sorry I came to your house and scared your children.

I was so glad I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. 

You see...., when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine.

I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.

With all my love to you,

Your mother.'

Friends, whether it's worth a treated like that of his son? though the mother was guilty of great to you? 

I guess it's NOT!!. because without the mother, we would not be in this world. proverb also says that heaven is right under the feet of the mother. 

So,think about it carefully, guys....

I'll pick up these broken pieces. 

Till I'm bleeding if that'll make it right.