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Mother Meita Purnama



"Cyphonic dictionaries are very sweet, coming from a journalist who continues to drain the second hope of the dream left behind."


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Since the hair of London noodles lost news, the finger tetiba raises the digit number about twelve, whatsapp through the comments column in the group Harris J Lovers.


"Well.." How does anyone tickle Adinda's stomach? But do not avoid if there are still sad segments left.


Why is a bule london haired noodle missing for months? Is it worth being labeled as a friend?


Honest at this time really need a warm deck of friends who are so understanding to be a listener of the tempest.


Not only is Harris J missing but Vero also sneaks away as a result of busy looking for work outside.


In contrast to Varinta, always looking for the ugliness of the girl. What makes AVN only left miss if Vero there is any news of the limit by phone is not foam as free as during white gray, the road together.


Lefan was so, eager to contact, dear again busy taking care of work in London.


Piu.piu.piu.piu.., incoming notifications.


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There was a happy smile coming from the character girl.


Bentar, being the wrong focus is this group has been inaugurated directly by Mr. Hafiz.


"Haha! Try Harris J in the cake, just be proud you have a group." The laughter broke.


I wanted to tell that to Harris J while protesting and laughing in front of his hair friend.


Arg. Suddenly the mood was a mess, melted down no more excitement about the sweet moment in big ben london about a year ago.


Just the memory limit?


And, back to playing on the imaginary destination expecting a second meeting?


Which this time will involve the figures of Lefan and Renata?


Oh, brother translation how are you?


Ofc Jung Juniverse Ina 2. For now focus on seeing the name of the group which he said has been inaugurated directly by Mr. Hafiz, as manager of Harris J in Indonesia.


Actually Adinda already has some JJS numbers, just want to get closer and much more familiar with them especially flying a second asa after tofu in a prolonged injury from the hair of London noodles.


May they be flowers of hope whose blooms are so fragrant without giving the stalks have been broken by disappointment.


The first reason to be in the group is to expand their talents without having to collect unprofitable things again or throw a fellow fandom, which is where they idolize a figure who does not like the meaning of bullying.


"Alay, what's the rule." Ketus Adinda's.


Suddenly almost lost the appetite to arouse the spirit of working on them in the group. Because the rules are made out of proportion to the struggle not to play with the ticking of time.


Aksara for Harris J who has been involved, has also been confirmed in the group.


What compares is that they understand the meaning of struggle is not instant.


Nanda Mulyaning is one of the JJS that can be called quite close to Adinda through Aksara for Harris J.


Not only women hijabers but Dita Fitri, Intan Widiya N, Nanda Badi, Sherin V and Intan Permatasari.


They are hopeful flowers that last until they give birth to an anthology focused on Harris J, bringing their dreams closer to the idol through writing.


Still being a monitor in the group also read their stories that are not members when the concert was held in Jakarta.


A faint smile appeared.


Making girls of serious character embrace them to create delusions so real through books.


"Don't get angry well the noodle hair," Adinda kekeh a little amused.


Can't imagine the headache, how Harris J's angry expression would be.


Wrong himself anyway, why play lost news of not loving the cue, make the crap right.


If there is still Varinta, it is not possible to focus on JJS but the wise friend is looking for a way to find a solution so that Harris J does not play hide and seek.


Two weeks passed so quickly, also the conviction of inviting them to work had been fixed, but when they wanted to send the requirements, there was a note from an important person ..


Alhamdulillah!


Finally, Garuda Boeing 777-300 ER aircraft landed smoothly at Heathrow airport terminal 3 London at exactly 18:55 GMT time, after previously departing from Soeta Airport at 07:45 WIB and transit in Singapore 1 hour 45 minutes.


Garuda flight at Heathrow Airport, using terminal 3. The immigration process is good. Standard questions, where to stay, destination etc. Only the officer was a bit surprised to see his mother holding an Indonesian passport, but speaking with an American English accent, traveling to the UK alone.hehehe fashion on).


I myself wonder, how can I get stray to London (this is my first time to the UK), even though from childhood never like England. When I was in my '80s, all I knew about England was Prince Charle doang. About London itself that I remember both the bus level and the general telephone box that was bright red. I speak English and have an American English accent. And very allergic to a British accent that I think sounds weird.


But now, when I was almost 53 years old, I began to fall in love with ‘England’, after reading and hearing the figure of Rahim mahmud Jung. She's a Nausea... British Muslims are very famous.


How the hijrah process brother Rahim, a great musician who had been a musical stylist for Stevie Wonder in the motown record and handle music for the film Terminator.


From a professed Atheist (to a Rahim, music is his religion), a liberal lifestyle not far away with***free and drunkenness, is, being a Muslim who ta’at and kaffah is something really.


Rahim Jung works as a presenter on Islamic Channel TV in London. His wife mix jamaica and England a sholehah muslimah, looks very beautiful with hijab syar’i. They had 5 children, 3 boys and 2 girls. Amazingly his three sons Rahim Jung hafidz Qur’an. They are required to at least keep the shipment Qur’an (murojaah) 1/2 hour every day) They are boys who are polite, pinter, kind and sholeh. Although they were all born and lived in London, the sons of brother Rahim were taught Islam. Let alone drunkenness and drugs, even smoking they do not. Let alone *** free, the son of Rahim jung mah salaman is not the same muhrim. It's amazing, isn't it?


Now with enthusiasm, these mothers, intend to interview brother Rahim (intending to make a book) to write his life history from an Atheist to get Hidayah to become a Muslim kaffah, he said, Hapal Al Qur’an and many hadiths.


After a short break at the Hotel, I went to the Islamic Channel TV Office in downtown London on an uber ride. Meant to see Brother Jung for an interview appointment and I mean make a short biography about him...But OMG, staff Islamic channel said that Rahim Jung is not in London, his year-end holiday in Turkey.


I can't say anything! Wrong yourself, why not confirm first, why the rush is not planned carefully... The sudden old-age mother-of-the-mom BRITISH. Return to the homeland in a hurry, until you forget to selfie in the public phone box...


This is a photo of my friend at SMAN 16 Bandung. Ani Murtiningsih, who is still in London, is on holiday with her family.


#MAY... Notes for brother Rahim!


Maap brother, I was a little disappointed when I read your son Harris Jung's tweet this morning saying Merry Christmas.


Shamefully..! It's been 53 years. My son 2 people. The youngest was born in 1993 (older than Harris J). I am older than your parents. Even Abi Rahim is much younger than me. Abi Rahim in August 1972. I'm on May 1, 1966.


This is my note. My name is Meita Purnama. I am really ashamed to join this group. About me I am a mother. And my job as a writer and I used to be a journalist. Actually, my target was Rahim Jung, not Harris. I intend to write a book about Rahim Jung. Maap, if you want to be kicked from the group is also okay. If you like the writing of this mother is grateful. Thank you, my sweet children. True JJs.


I also ask no hp Rahim not to be loved, they just give no hp his office. Later if you get no hp Harris, I for you yes. Harris's home address in London, I know.


Nope. That was my experience today. As a writer hunt Rahim Jung in London. But could not meet, because of him, because he was going to Turkey.


There is a heartwarming story, according to Rahim Jung, at that time his mother womb (his grandmother harris), was diagnosed with cancer by a doctor his age will not be more than 2 weeks away. The womb is sad and confused. His mother was still a variety of catholic and Rahim invited his mother to embrace Islam, but his mother refused. But 3 days before his mother's womb died, when the uterus was sitting alone in the living room (while his mother's uterus slept in the floor room or). Suddenly Harris (then 14 years old), came to the abi uterus and said, “Aba... My grandmother became muslim. It was I who guided him to say the shahadah in Arabic.” Masha Allah. Abi rahim until crying tells this.


Stunned, there are rushes haru created through the heart of the character girl.


Distinguishing Adinda with Meita is a struggle to find an interview from Rahim Jung while Adinda struggling novel can be appreciated from Harris J.


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A few days ago I read important notes from Mother Meita Purnama sent through JJS not from the person.


Adinda herself does not have the number of the journalist.


Only connoisseurs in the group without questioning his contacts.


And, time goes by so fast plus curiosity about the discussion about the novel forget to bring it directly to the mother.


Who knows there is a bright spot also found the best solution from him.


Deck, can you ask for your number?


Landing is very seamless in whatsapp chatroom.


Without waiting for long, Mother Meita's number has been obtained freely.


Suddenly nervous full of inner fear when you want to send the first chat to him.


Avoiding fear is also anxious ..


Assalamualaikum


It took him an hour until he could not find his response tomorrow.


"Huh..have it been busy?" Adinda huffed herself.


Quickly without thinking long, immediately send a cover novel. Who knows can find a direct discussion section without waiting for news of London noodle hair.


Do not know why lately a little vanishing the sense of chasing the news Harris J suddenly lost without cause.


Somehow there is a feeling of a second chance to pursue the dream left behind through the journalist's mother.


Like when hobbling chasing dreams with a beneficial process but responded to playfully unpriority nafsi almost dazed and bliss with the checklist, suddenly there is a second discouragement to re-hold the dream stalk almost broken through a different person, Mother Meita Purnama.


God willing.


What's your name? Are you a novel writer? I hear Harris loves to write and read. He must have read your book. Be lucky and I pray that not only Harris will read your novel, but the rest of the Harris family. Stay upbeat and May Allah bless you ❀.


Huh huh? Gawking full of shock to find news from the journalist's mother.


The girl glanced at the ticking time, oh .. Apparently waiting two hours for a sweet symphony diction to be in whatsapp chatroom.


I was upset, because yesterday was broken.


It's okay. Already in response so sweet like this alone is quite pleasant thirst Adinda.


Jump to the point about dreams left behind does not deny that there is pleasure in the heart, know the fact that Harris J also likes things that smell the smell of diction, write.


Although distinguishing them is Harris J likes to write song lyrics, but not happy to write but read, enough to make Adinda jump happy.


"Basic.sook doesn't like to write!" Ketus Adinda's.


Back to thinking about a year in big ben london, when the prank invites Harris J challenge writing short stories but, "sorry girl, I don't know, and less interested." The subtle rejection with a jaily smile was enough to make him snort angrily.


Oh well, there is one thing that disturbs the contents of Adinda's head, about ..



This bun vidio thanks from Harris J sent the same Mr. Hafiz. Another JJs on the cry saw this vidio, whereas I wished it was Harris while holding my novel.


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I don't know, this is what made me cry. There is no certainty on the part of DNA:’) I think I failed to bring the most beautiful gift for my mama. I want to see Harris upload my novel on IGnya. How does it hurt yah bun:’) there is no certainty.


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I was also moved and shuddered to see this vidio. Don't despair, keep working and hopefully your hopes can be fulfilled, Harris posted a vidio or wrote something while holding your novel... I can only help with prayer.


Rest assured, Harris and his family are very kind and considerate. You know that Sudanese Heba? Abi Rahim posted about heba on his twitter...!


The only problem is, why hasn't your present reached Harris yet?


Huee.pengen cry deh get the question.


If only the hair of London noodles did not lose the news also explains why the limit give vidio without calling directly, maybe is not cultivating a wish for JJS.


There was still a dense fog clumping on Adinda's face as she restored those memories again.


Ok. Indeed this was his choice when the London bule slipped away without a definitive explanation.


Heh. Exhaling tired and riled, about the fears in the head is still able to get the dream left behind through Mother Meita? When reading a question that has never been imagined before?


"Vero.." The whine of the girl was full of anxiety.


Tells about the injuries of a dream left behind in the DNA Production office in him.


Oh one more thing, which he would love to send to mother ..


There Rhyme for you :


Every single story has been told in beautiful and perfect way.


When a journey has put your step back to Indonesia.


You, yes You Harris J, a million wishes carved through a novel book.


I just need to catch your eyes by my own words; (That is) as a novel.


But, I have a big barrier to translated these words into your language.


Even before your arrival, tears have come my friend.


A million wishes to grab your eyes by my own,


But, the absurdity of not seeing you in real.


Accidentally the JJS make me jealous.


By showing them how they met and posted with you.


Ah. Moreover they easily give the gift directly to your hand.


It was chest tightness to see the beautiful circuit perfectly.


And there’s a poem about your name Harris Jung :


H: appiness in life will perfectly look when you donate a blast of rainbow.


A: a wish of mine is could be most important one tou you; friend.


R: each to the top as Your fans continue to flow through my pray.


R: each your eyes is a great hope to meet you directly.


I : I could found a rainbow from you; through my pray.


S: o happy when I dreamed you and ended in my imaginary island.


 


A: ust wish comes in dreams then I woke up to find sore and lost reverie.


U : ntill now I wish for a million fancies do not you fade with a thousand of your busy life.


N: ew life of mine began when you look me to island of letters; write a novel for you. Because of your beautiful song from your voice.


G : irls as simple as me could only dream and can't open the facing up doors with you, the most famous artist for me even the distance for one more separated us.


 


Harris J, my million wishes only through the novel book that is currently in your hands. And a miracle for me to catch your eyes by my own is depend on the setences of your decision.


My wish only see you directly and you give thanks by making me your priority; Friend.


This poem is in Harris J's gift box.


Very nimble to read a poem sent a few minutes ago and find a response ..


Hix...


I was so excited to read it that goosebump got goosebumps!


How about you send the poem via email whose address is on Harris (via mahmood). Or by manual mail to Harris's London home address, by mail. Hopefully Harris will be right away.


It's too bad poetry is that good if it's not read Harris. You are very talented...! I'm sure if Harris has accepted it and read it for sure he will do something, for example posting about you and your work on his ig or twitter.


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:’) Though I was tired of making poems about his name bun. But there is no certainty from the admin of JJs Ina, Mr. Hafiz. Maybe they don't want to see my novel the next time ya bun :’


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Maybe something was hidden by Mr. Hafiz (maap instead of suudzon). But wonder if Harris had seen your novel, he would have reacted. I suspect Harris has not/has not received the gift you gave.


Adinda is still not satisfied, although given a lot of symphonies of soft squares are in whatsapp chatroom.


There is one more word packed through Harris J background CD.


Feels like a dream, when a simple girl wraps the most beautiful and perfect gift (hopefully) for the special person I her life; Harris J.


Dear you the awesome one, Harris J.


It’s a second gift for you. A short film may be has no price and imperfectly like the others JJS gift for you, but this is all I could give to yo.


Because of this gift IO give too hard to find the address of DNA Production office is more difficult to put my step to Jakarta.


A piece of your concert ticket may be possible to grab it, but my desire is to meet you through the book more bigger than you thought. Not seeing you by your concert. Where you will not take me as your priority; Fellow.


And my trully wish is God Will open up the door of your heart and direct you to find me behind the aisle; seen each other so close.


Harris J, a million expectations meet you through a decision. After reading my novel.


Being your best friend in my unstopable hops.


Thanks for putting me to allow my little fingers above laptop keyboard. And succeeded in keeping your story alive in the book.


Also thanks with your beautiful notes that always keep me inspiredto finish the book.


My one and only wish is that you will take me as you priority person in your life, as your; Friend.


You’re not allow to put this book as display.


 Harris J's. But read it with your feeling and feel my feeling in every single word that only wrote just for you.


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Try printing that writing. Then send it manually by mail to Harris' house in London. Let's go back to old school. You see via email or social media, it is very unlikely Harris read it (never said in a day he received dm up to 5 thousand). The only way to get your message to the post office is through old school! God willing, it worked.


Tell me in your letter frankly to Harris, about all your grunts, your problems and your desire for Harris to be able to read your novel.


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Do not know the address.pasti mahal yah bun sent the package.


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If the package is expensive, but if the mail is not too expensive. Don't send your novel in the mail, it must be very expensive. I mean just send a letter. He told Harris what had happened. Curse that. At least one sheet.


It was so heartbreaking about the dream that it gave Harris J's address.


Until he himself did not suspect that the mother sent a chat touching the heart.


Last night I couldn't sleep, thinking about your tragic story. Koq can be like that, right? And why can't Mr Hafiz and dna production appreciate your struggle? What is really behind all this? You are a talented girl who deserves to be appreciated and brought to the surface.


Btw, how old are you?


Smiling slanted you talented girl who deserves to be appreciated and raised to the surface found a beautiful diction but wrapped in wounds because it does not reflect what he said.


Novel alone is still stuck there, how to be lifted to the surface try?


Dream level Adinda limit is lowest in the eyes of Indonesian managers.


Ah, would like to ask about the comparison of ordinary gifts with novels to Mother Meita.


Honey, very much the girl's.


Like Harris J, Bun.


He almost forgot the age he had been asked.


Still very young. They should be able to take advantage of your talent and your struggles. You are a pearl of great value Adinda! I suggest again, try sending a letter to Harris. Tell him your true story and problems.


And, Adinda smiled bitterly, Ris try deh you read chat mama, sweet really right?


Unfortunately the hair of London noodles lost news, until now has not been given an explanation about the limits of vidio given. []