Fari̇d Stories

Menurut sejarah yang pernah saya baca awal mula kopi Indonesia itu dibawa oleh orang belanda, mereka menanam di tanah Indonesia yang memang waktu itu negara kita di jajah oleh mereka. Jika saya tidak salah baca atau tidak lupa bahwa pertama kali orang belanda menanamkan biji kopi itu di tanah jawa, konon pada waktu itu kopi yang di tanam di tanah jawa pernah terkenal sampai ke penjuru dunia karena kualitas dan rasanya, dan Indonesia juga mulai terkenal sebagai pemasok kopi berkualitas ke berbagai negara.

The black womans struggle & her undieing Strength

She woke up without a past. Without a name that felt like hers. Without a single memory of the life everyone said she owned. Amal remembers nothing - not her family, not her success, not even the man who once held her world together. Yet her hands still know how to lead a company, her instincts still know how to fight, and her heart... still knows how to feel something it cannot explain. To the world, she is powerful. At work, she is unstoppable. But with a stranger on a train - she is soft. Unfiltered. Fragile. He doesn't ask questions. He doesn't demand answers. He simply lets her be. In his quiet presence, Amal feels a peace she cannot name. A familiarity she cannot justify. A longing she cannot remember earning. What she doesn't know is that some love stories don't disappear with memory. Some connections live deeper than the mind. And sometimes, before you remember someone... your heart already has. Before I Remembered You is a story of forgotten love, silent patience, and the fragile space between who we were and who we are meant to be.

After all of the bullshit Izuku went threw he was accused of something he didn't do

After Inkdeath, Farid decided to earn his living as a Fire-Dancer. He decided to head to the mountains. He finds a small mountain village and decides to put on a show. When he performed, the audience was stolen by another Fire-Dancer just down the street. She had long hair that was just as red as the fiery eagle she had summoned, and her icy blue eyes that shone with happiness as the flames circled the audience. When Jink jumped on her small black fox, she sent the eagle to protect him. Farid couldn't just watch as Jink got burnt, so he summoned white flames to defend him. The fox ran back to the girl, and she cradled him in her arms, and quickly examined the wounds Jink and Farid's flames had inflicted. The girl gently placed him on the ground, smiled and continued her show, but Farid could see the anger burning behind her smile when their eyes met. Many of the audience members glared daggers at Farid, making him feel unbearably guilty, so he decides to apologise after the show.

Farid never knows when to shut up. christian teaches him a lesson

Fanfiction of Inkheart trilogy by Cornelia Funke. Set a year after the death of the Adderhead, the characters in the Inkworld face a new threat. Violante's stepmother and the Adderhead's widow wants to wage war against Ombra so she can claim the kingdom for herself. *no copyright infringement intended*

This is the story of letter, sent from Meggie to Farid. Your short story is now loading... Farid, the boy of fire, after two years, finally receives a letter with the girl he loves, Meggie Folchart. To FaridxMeggie fans: I hope I will not break you permanently. This made me break also. I just felt super inspired to write this and now I think I'm going to cry. Warning: Extremely extremely sad. Sorry.

Angin yang berhembus setiap pagi dan malam untuk menyampaikan ada apa dicerita ini semua. . Kamu seorang yang pendiam, lugu tapi bisa membuat ku bahagia dan menyirna ketika ada kamu. . "Kamu itu kaya angin, angin yang membawa aku terbang terus menerus tanpa aku sadari kamu sudah membawa aku jauh sekali ke isi dunia mu"