
The happiness of performing Ramadan with his beloved family can not be expressed, because this moment is a rare moment, because what?? this is the moment where we practice with multiple rewards we will only get in the holy month of Ramadan, the age of no one knows, will next year we still be able to feel?? so from this do not waste, because what has been missed will not be able to be repeated. let alone be able to carry out with family.
Just like Syafeera, before she missed many moments and opportunities, in previous years never thought about how to be a mother, even for prayer if it was not for the father and mother who became an alarm for him then with a long thought Tampa all he would miss without caring about the results that will be obtained from his negligence.
Unlike this year, the opportunity is not wasted, helping the mother prepare the menu to the menu of the sahur, prayer Tampa door must be in gedor, if the matter of sunnah worship is not yet Syafeera live, and the, but seeing the changes the princess runs that are mandatory with open arms alone has made the heart of father and mother very flowery.
"still feeling at home in clothes like this??" qianita asked as they were chatting casually on the terrace waiting for the break, who saw that sister was still comfortable in her Jeans pants, with a headscarf tied around the neck.
"Yes have not been able to be like mother and teteh.. Hopefully in the future can be soon yes.sorry Sya still can not be better"
"aamiin. if maybe now still in doubt, hopefully if not from the words of teteh or mother who can make you sure, someday there will be another figure who can convince you.."
Syafeera frowned her frown hearing the narration that her sister.
"friend maybe, or your future Imam later" Qianita added with a slightly seductive smile
"boro-boro candidate for priest..."
"yes not now or neng Sya...."
"he..he.. I hope to meet a good mate, Sholeh, tajir again... aamiin.." said his narcissist.
"Weh.. Why is it that matre gini ends??"
"not tea mats, just realistic ones.."
"money does not guarantee happiness..."
"that's very true." while taking his two thumbs up "but tea, all need money, how we want to share to parents if we don't have money, how do we want to share to parents if we don't have money, how do we want alms if we don't have money.hayooo..."
Qianita gave a small laugh at the thought of the sister, and her head nodded a small nod
"we are obliged to fight for the rich.open to pursue the world of tea, but for the hereafter.."
"where do you get your wise words from...??" ask the new mom out
"the effect is often participated in the study of Bun times on campus. so there is something stuck a little, but more is missing anyway.hehehehe"
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How is the other Syafeera family like grandma or grandpa. Merantau's father and mother when Qianita was 2 years old, the father's extended family was in Ciamis mother's family in Surabaya.
Syafeera sat down in front of my father, kissing his hand..
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh paternity...."
"waallaikumusallam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh daddy's little daughter..."
"Dad.. on this Fitri day Syafeera insisted on asking for forgiveness, apologizing because Syafeera had too often disappointed father, too often made father angry...spare Syafeera yes... Syafeera please forgive, hiks.hiks. forgive all the words said Syafeera, Syafeera's behavior so far well... Forgive Syafeera can not make father happy, Syafeera has not been able to boast father.hiks..."
"Shafeera my son, In Shaa Allah all your faults, to your khilafan already pardon and pardon father, father is the same son, father is only an ordinary man has limitations, forgive me if it is too hard to educate, no other purpose than to want his children to walk in the way of God.. Syafeera is the pride of my father, keep learning to be a better person..."
Cuddle each other kiss, a father's affection for his little daughter.Tears can not be avoided, especially when Syafeera gathered in front of Mother, can not say the word, can not say, only a hug with tears occurred, but after a few minutes Syafeera tried hard to wipe away her tears..
"Mother..hiks..hiks..hiks.. ampuni Sya Bu, Sya much wrong with mother, Sya often for nangis mother, Sya often does not care about mother, Sya often does not care about mother, she often does not care about mother, do not want to know the fatigue of the mother, forgive Sya Bun, forgive Sya.." not the romantic word that Syafeera uttered, but what he said will be every mistake in his past, his past, the one full of regrets
"Sya always make the mother emotional, even Sya never help the mother to eat sahur or break the fast, sorry Sya Bun"
"hei....ini apologize for the inner birth of Eid al-Fitr or again open the diary for the mistakes of the past..??" asked the mother with her tough pretentious, even though the mother held back tears hearing the regret of her daughter.
"pardon Syafeera Bun... A lot of wrong Bun, a lot of"
"Syafeera. Mother is happy to see Syafeera at this time, continue to learn in a better direction son. become a Sholeha woman. even though the process must crawl, do not be tired son, son, and all of Syafeera's mistakes have been forgiven and mother forgives.." replied the mother while pulling Syafeera into her arms.
Father, mother and Syafeera embraced, already rich Teletubbies aja yes cuddle
Finished with the father and mother, Syafeera also sungkem to Qianita and Yusuf, unlike Joseph was not dramatic or there was a cry, crying, even when apologizing Syafeera is in the arms of her brother. Sister-in-law is not Mahram so it is a big sin to come into contact with her. do not be afraid to say disrespectful, not to be disrespectful, or perhaps having a night out with the husband of our aunt was forbidden, there would definitely be disrespectful judgment, but preferring mana, mana, to be impolite in the world or to violate that which God keeps...
some of his hadiths "The stabbing of a man's head with a peg of iron, is better for him than touching a woman who is not his mahram.” (CHR. Thobroni in Mu'jam Al Kabir )
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