Since i mended all the things in atos, papa changed the car.
I learned to be independent even they are not interested with this car.
Tak apalah, orang lain xde kereta pon.
sabar ye azira, ur turn will come.
Allah is watching u.
I got off day on 3rd jan. So, i went to masjid negeri since i was starting to feel empty with decent iman.
In there, it's really calm. The wind was waving towards my face and telekung. i really like i am in mecca.
Since it was Thursday night, they recited yassin. at the end of short surah, i slept.
i awake when imam recited the doa.
after isya' prayer, i want to back home.
Unfortunately, i can;t find my crocs. i just walked with the socks only.
later on, i can't find my car.
I walked around.
My heart keep reciting ayat 1000 dinar and al ikhlas.
still, i was unable to seek my car.
I went back within the mosque and started thinking to call papa.
Papa! kereta hilang! macam manaaaa.
i also started to tell the guard. i met pakcik makcik, ajk surau perhaps but i didn't asked them since i quit embarrassed.
lastly, i managed to find my car and crocs also!
ALHAMDULILLAH.**
I EXIT WITH WRONG STAIRS.
Then, i kept thinking. in mecca, still some incident occured like me.
lost shoes, didn't met the gate etc.
and i was thinking of my sins.
is it because of i touched my pondan's friend for the cupping and massage purpose?
Oh ya, it really made me uninterpreted, make friends with them who were blonded hair whereby i don't meet this kind of people in KL. melaka ada orang rambut blond weiii. muka macam matsaleh alsoo adoo. amacam?
huhu.
allah, forgive me.
But still allah loves me when i did wrong He send me the signal.
Aku sayang allah
Aku rindu Allah
Aku cinta Allah.^^
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