Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

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The bright morning seemed to whisper shamefully

The rain drops will sweep away the dust

Eroding faint pseudo-shadows

Which is attached in the corner of the heart

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10:15 Kranji, West Bekasi

I saw that Mas Fahmi was still dropping off some of my stuff accompanied by a pick-up driver who drove us. Me and Brother Fida seemed to start tidying up my stuff that was already in my new room.

"Sister, you're sitting down! let me tidy up my own things," I said to Brother Fida who was very enthusiastic about tidying up my things as if he had just moved.

"I'm happy to do it Lyra" he replied.

"Peasiness debaynya kak, he dizzy uminya can not be diem," my god.

Sister Fida is pregnant. Pregnancy in the early months is still vulnerable, especially after a long wait of almost 1 year more, so I am worried about the womb which is now just 3 months away.

Fahmipun began to enter my room with a bottle of mineral water from their motorbike.

"Drink first darling, pity thirsty grandpa since earlier you seem to have just drank a little," said Mas Fahmi who was so attentive to his wife and prospective children.

"Yes, thank you" Kak Fida told her husband.

That's Lyra's real concern, the husband's concern for his wife. With a clear bond and not making God jealous, a whisper of conscience touched my soul.

"Ly, I'm sorry that me and Mas Fahmi can only help you get here. We have a family gathering event ba'da zuhur later, so now we have to go home and prepare," said Kak Fida towards me.

"Yes, sister, I'm very grateful that Brother and Mas Fahmi want to help me move," I said.

"Do not hesitate Lyra, now our residence is not so far away. You have to play at our house a lot, yes," said Kak Fida to me before going home riding his Honda Beat.

"It's alloh Kak" I replied briefly.

We also wrote a cipiki afterwards. And before long the Honda Beat that was ridden both of them were invisible.

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I looked at every corner of my new box room.

Hopefully from this place will be a lot of happiness for me, my mind.

I once read an expression, when door 1 is closed there will be another door that opens. Maybe my love story isn't as lucky as the others. Because the story of my love that hit the hijrah is not unusual, I try to eliminate pseudo love and menomer united Love to Robbku.

I have experienced various difficulties, and now it is time for me to rearrange the faith that for 1 month has been stained again by waiting for a promise of the past that is not necessarily the end.

But Alloh SWT has other plans for me, at his will, 1 week ago after going through a long process with various tests to change my status from a contract employee to a permanent employee at the PT where I work. Exactly 2 weeks after my presentation with Ozawa Sang finally came out a decision. That I am among the 1 in 20 people who graduated to become permanent employees at this time.

And we will soon go through another new chapter in our work, which is to follow 1 month training on Leadership/leadership with the management. Because it is the permanent employees who are selected at this time, it is specifically prepared to become leaders for their new products.

Alhamdulillah .. after fighting my tightness, Alloh SWT reopened another path for me, the road made easier Rezekiku.

And after a few days ago I did a survey of some boarding places on the recommendation of the line colleagues, I finally felt comfortable and steady at the boarding place in the Kranji area, Kranji, West Bekasi which is a recomenation of my best friend Kak Fida. Distance kossanku and Kak Fida is relatively close about +- 200 meters.

So exactly today, with the help of Sister Fida and her husband I have moved to my new boarding house.

Every decision has consequences, and my consequence is that I can't teach my TPQ students anymore. Because it's a distance that doesn't allow me to teach there.

With a heavy heart and a long thought, I finally decided to leave my TPQ. Umi Hasna at first seemed sad I could no longer help her teach. But after I explained my reason, he finally understood.

But to attend every week with him, as much as possible I will still be present as ammunition for my hijrah spirit.

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The conditions of my night are still the same, Dakta Radio Bekasi 107 FM is a true friend who never tired of accompanying and always gave new knowledge to me.

And then again followed by hearing the chant nasyid to charge my fragile heart, as well as an encouragement to my activities the next day.

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O owner of my life

How weak I am

The weight of your tests

I've given all to You

God, I just realized

Beautiful healthy delights that

I'm not good at being grateful

Now I hope for your love

Lovely words of love

Flowing miser in my prayer canticle

The pain I feel is the antidote to my sin

The love of my tears

Remember all you gave me

Forgive khilaf and wrong all this time

Yes Divine, Muhasabah my love

Lord, strengthen me

Protect me from despair

If I have to die

Find me with You

Muhasabah Love - Edcoustik

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