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Dear, ALLAH

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Parts 10
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Allah Maha Baik. Dia akan menjawab permintaan hambaNya dengan 3 cara, yaitu :

1. YA, Aku beri sekarang.
2. NANTI, Aku ingin lihat usahamu dulu.
3. TIDAK, Aku punya pilihan yang lebih baik.

***

Aku Lynn, gadis biasa yang mempunyai kisah cinta tak biasa dengan orang yang biasa ku panggil Abang. Namun akhirnya cerita itu kandas. Aku tak tahu bagaimana harus menghadapi perpisahan yang sebenarnya tak pernah kami inginkan. Aku merasa duniaku hancur seketika. Hingga Allahlah yang masih ku ingat dan akan memberikan jalan terbaik untuk kami. Dan kami harus percaya itu.

Dear, Allah..
Merupakan seluruh curhatku kepada Sang Pemberi Solusi.All Rights Reserved

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