KISAH DI MASA KECILKU

KISAH DI MASA KECILKU

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Aku rindu masa-masa kecil dulu. Masa-masa yang telah lama aku tinggalkan. Masa kecil yang penuh kenangan, menyenangkan, karena yang menyakitkan tak pernah mau ku kenang, atau memang menyakitkan.Bagi ku sekarang, semua kisah masa kecil dulu menyenangkan. Masa-masa yang aku habiskan di "Orang tua ayah dan ibuku". Masa-masa yang aku habiskan bersama teman-teman, anak-anak kampung yang hanya kenal keceriaan itu.Betapa indahnya.Betapa besar AnugerahNya, Cinta Kasih Allah,pengalaman hidup yang begitu mengesankan bagiku. Akan aku goreskan kenangan itu, tidak hanya di dalam ingatan, tapi juga dalam guratan kata-kata yang ku rangkai menjadi sebuah kisah. Kisah masa kecil ku.Begitu banyak, hingga aku bingung mulai dari mana. Tapi selebihnya, menulis kisah ini begitu mengasyikkan. Perjalanan mengenang masa lalu. Masa kecil di tanah leluhur, Tanah Papua (Lanny Jaya) tercinta.
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Hayrah

(#32 in spiritual🔥 on 31-01-2018) EDITING. My name is Hayrah Adil. I'm 24 years old and blessed with an adorable baby girl Maya. I've been married to my husband, Abdul-jabbar Marwan for the past four years now and I've never been happier. He treats me like a queen. He made me to forget the bad and tough times I experienced before. He's my knight in shining armor. He's the love of my life. Jabbar really did a lot for me. I came from a poor family. I'm an orphan. My fathered died when I was 15. He left me with only my mom and small brother zayd. Jabbar lost his father too, five years ago. I met Jabbar at the company he worked when I was doing my NYSC program. He kept Chasing me around. Buying food stuff for us. That time I hated him. Overnight Allah changed my feelings towards Jabbar. I love Jabbar so much, not because of his money but for the sake of Allah. His mom and his two junior sisters hate my sight. They hate me with all their hearts. They think I'm here because of his money. I always try my best to impress his mom but she never seem to care. "A poor and filthy brat like you shouldn't be anywhere close to my son" that's what his mom says all the time. She hates me with all her life. That's why she's planning on ruining my marriage with Jabbar. And Insha Allah it will never happen.

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