Iman Bukan Milikku
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 34m
  • Reads 120
  • Votes 13
  • Parts 6
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Feb 27, 2022
Air mata aku menitik . sedih dan gembira . 

bila aku fikir , hidayah ini datang menyapa mungkin berkali kali . bukannya aku tidak nampak orang lain yang menutup aurat dengan sempurna di sekelilingku , tapi aku tidak pernah mengambil endah , tidak pernah kira itu sebagai teguran Allah kepadaku . Terlalu sombong dan angkuh . Aku bersyukur Allah menegur aku melalui paderi tempoh hari . Kalau tidak , mungkin aku tidak sedar lagi bahawa aku tersimpang jauh . 

setiap orang pasti ada masa untuk bertaubat sehingga sebelum nyawa dicabut malaikat maut . Bila perkara itu berlaku , semuanya telah terlambat . Aku sendiri menyaksikan seseorang yang begitu rapat denganku . arwah mommy pergi tanpa diduga .

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" ermm , kak Aini , boleh tak akak panggil saya Saidatul Khadijah sebab.. " terpamit-pamit ugutan aku kepadanya semata-mata mula mahu berubah ke landasan hakiki . 

" sebab.. ?? bukan nama awak , Saedah Khadrij ? " soal cuak seorang wanita 30-an itu . 

" sbbenarnya akak , saya minta maaf , Nama asal saya Saidatul Khadijah " pamitku perlahan sejuris air mataku mengalir di setiap liang-liang pora pipi gebuku . 

Rambutku yang terdedah dan berwarna keperangan ini tidak layak untuk dipanggil Saidatul Khadijah . Aku benci diri aku . Kerana nama yang mulia itu , aku jijik mahu dilekatkan bersama dengan perangaiku . 

" aikk , dah dekat tag tu ? " cuak seorang wanita itu lalu memerhati tali tag nama aku yang bertulisan Saedah Khadrij bte kho Khuzayry 







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Enjoy your reading . 

Jika terdapat kesalah ejaan , mohon abaikan . Nanti author semak balik ye . 

Thankyou guyss .

 Jazakumullah hu khairan khatiran . ( semoga allah membalas jasa kebaikan kamu semua ) . 




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