When i was young, mother told me that this is a long journey. No matter how it is faith become shining when we touch it hug it and kiss it. Path is stil the same as we were muslim, pray to Allah and listen to Quran what it told us. Sometimes another question arrive to my mind, should i ask? And i frequenyly asking to her until i can se her smile. Whoa it is friday, a day of heaven with us as Johor take friday and saturday as weekend.
Nothing else i can give her, all were given. What left is just a dust and a table of chair. One thing it pop out, i must be thinking. How when somebody taking herself to drawn fail after so many she learn from bad thing. Force herself to ruined and never come back. So who were taking her? Is it luck is the faboulous word match for this question? im gonna back...
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