November 4, 2012

Illustration that is veryly right to imagine muslim women is, they are like jewellery or most expensive thing. characters of expensive thing are : 
1. You only can find it in high quality shops.
2. It is saved in the transparent box and you can only view it behind the box.
3. It is sealed, can't be opened or even touched.
4. You can't test it.
5. It is expensive with satisfied guaranteed
6.Have a Valid Guaranty 

So in the opposite of expensive things, there is cheap things, the characters are :
1. You can find it in almost every shops.
2. It is not sealed.
3. Cut priced.
4. Free tested.
5. Touched, tested over and over again by many
6. No guaranty.


Hmmm Islam treats their women is nearly like those expensive things. So be proud you who are muslimah and do NOT forget to put on your hijab. You are beautiful, muslimah! Absolutely with your hijab :) 


November 3, 2012

We got hurt and we may be also hurting. But because of it we learn how respecting, accepting, sacrificing, and giving attention.

We ever been lied, and maybe we also lied. But because of it we learn about honesty.

If we never made mistake in this life, we will never learn self to forgive, and what the meaning of saying SORRY !!

But there's one thing that we can keep doing it ! That is learn from our past for the best tomorrow !!

Life is a process
Life is learning
With unlimited age
and without a word called "old"

you FALL, Stand Up More
you LOST, Rise Up More
you FAILED, Try More

Until the day Allah SWT says "it's time to go home" :)





If You're purely loving someone, do not ever furniture his/her eyes with tears, ears with lies, & hearts with pain.


November 2, 2012



O you whom I always miss,
Your smile never crossed my imagination.
your name already painted in my heart.
but where are you now
you're so far away from me O you who always disturb my inner peace,

Every moment waiting for you quizzically.
Will you going to pick me up?
O you who paralyze my heart;
O you who always haunt my nights,
May your nights are always decorated with serene prostration,
Dissolve in sobs and prayers,
Together with the angels,
So that our love will blossom in the world and the hereafter. O the owner of my ribs,

It seems that The Owner of Secrets still want to keep you,
You walk in the other atmosphere, While I am here.
But..
We are on the same earth.
Believe...
One day, The Owner of Love will guide our steps,
To walk in His earth.
In the shade of His love ...
 

January 26, 2012

I want you to love me like how i want you to love me.
I want you fight for me. I really want a man who can die for me by his love.
Who can fight for me when everything gets down.
He would never give up on me and would never let me go, even the hardest situation.
He Who will sacrifice everything to get his love, even if He must begging on her feet.
He will do it becoz his love just too much.
He will do everything just becoz he don't want to make her sad.
Why always me who always been fighting for him WHY???

I do everything even if i must begging on his feet.
That is just a wish he would carry over my shoulder and hug me.
Don't care if he would just kick me.
And I understand that his love isn't that much.