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Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Salah satu kemudahan baru di Mesir tiada di Malaysia – el tremco :D (Kekoknya hendak menaip bahasa Melayu, aduhai.) Seperti kebiasaanya, dengan kekuatan yang ALLAH berikan, kami melangkah dari Baiti Jannati di Hayyu Safarat setelah Maghrib untuk ke pengajian. 10 minit jarak berjalan kaki ke bulatan berdekatan Inbi, menanti – tremco :D Sumber: dutasurga.blogspot.com Pada waktu malam; tremco dipenuhi ikhwah Arab >< AlhamduLILLAH sudah terbiasakan diri bersama ikhwah Arab yang setakat ini dan alhamduLILLAH khair sahaja. Bersangka baiklah dengan mereka, bersangka baiklah dengan sesiapa, insyaALLAH, yang baik juga akan diterima. Kenapa dengan tremco? :D Dan kenapa bila kami sebut tremco, ada “:D” ? Sebab tremco sangat – awesome :D Sepanjang perjalanan 24hb Januari yang lepas, kami terfikir. Kadang-kadang, hati akan terasa dengan pak cik tremco. Kadang-kadang, akan...

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. I just want someone to know, whoever read this, that I, Amirah Hazwani, always am alone, always seen alone, like to be alone but not every time. It is not every time I want to be alone. It was written some time ago. It was written quite a while ago. But it is still; unbelievably true. Though I'm doubtful about my grammar ;D ***** May ALLAH yusahhil. Ameen. "Maka lihatlah kepada hatimu. Adakah cahaya atau kegelapan?” "Therefore see through your heart. Is it bright with light or deep in darkness?” Once I posted in my timeline; Truth to be told, to say things are easy. It slipped out just like that. To write, is not difficult. Though the only different is; we can delete it before anyone reads it. Along with my colleagues, we are now officially one day before our last paper, which is Anatomy. The holidays are getting nearer. The tense are getting a...

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Snips and snaps of here and there of my life. Good things are from HIM wa haza min fadliLLAH. Bad things are from my own imperfection and flaws. At least, no one is perfect. Except our beloved Prophet Muhammad p.b.u.h. May ALLAH redha. Time sure does fly. I still remember the first moment I stepped in to the Azhar mosque. How I had ran back and forth from Hayyu Sabi' to the mosque. How I had istikharah and musyawarah to finally... be the medical student of Azhar Faculty of Girls during the day, and ahbab of Darul Hasani Kaherah at night. My my, I would never imagine. But ALLAH have HIS own plan for me. And HIS plan is the best plan -- ever. I had been busy, my posts are less than usual as one might notice. I had a few problems, but alhamdulillah, at least things are getting better right now. No more marriage thingy, insyaALLAH. I came here for two reasons and that's it. Talaqqi and me...

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Kisah Ahlam. Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pengasih lagi Maha Penyayang, Selawat dan salam ke atas junjunganku, Rasulku, Nabi Muhammad s.a.w Hasil karya Umairah Hawani, JANJI. Tangan dihulur keluar apabila diminta. Terasa sesuatu yang diletakkan dari atas angin, namun sangat ringan. Ahlam terus mengenggam, menanti kata-kata. Tiada. Dia berpaling, kerana dipanggil. Langkah menuju ke arah kereta, mengambil posisi dan terus dibawa pergi. Hinggalah tiba di kediamannya. Pintu dibuka, Ahlam memanggil teman-temannya. Genggamannya dilepaskan. Kini dihadapannya, sebentuk cincin emas. Tangannya, bibirnya... menggeletar. Dia bingung. Apa harus dia lakukan? ***** "Kamu dah beritahu dia ke kamu nak ke Mesir?” Ahlam menggeleng walaupun dia tahu tiada yang melihat. “Belum,” balasnya kembali kepada ibunya. “Oh, begitu,” balas ibunya kembali beberapa saat kemudian. Talian komunikasi antarabangsa itu sed...

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. To those, who had the chance to know me. Personally. Sometimes people might wonder, but never will ask. Why am I too childish? Psychologically , it is as simple as I had not experience normal childhood. My parents was busy. Too busy. To have both ami and abah flying over Japan one after another for business trips was perhaps one of the reasons we rarely talk to each other. Being the second child of the eldest three daughters – Syahmi came 5 years after my younger sister – I always remind myself that I have to take care of everything. Every – thing. My elder sister was not too healthy. My younger sister is, well, she's the youngest at that time. I still remember those moments when I spoke to myself, in my head. I have to be matured. I have my sisters to take care when my parents are away. I have to give, not receive. I have to love, not the other way round. I have to, thus I did. The situa...