Miss To Move Diary

Munajat Rindu

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Lord, tender love You expound

The pleasure you give is very comforting.

Set my heart to always be on your path

O giver of love, O,

make me sincere, please,

I'm going to be a departure, though,

Let me take it off like I'm willing to accept it.

Can I say my heart is broken ?

Can I tell you how crumbling it is ?

Can I express my disappointment ?

What can I do, God?

Let me leave her to miss him....

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The day continues to pass. I run college as usual, work as usual. Thank God, my work level went up.

I don't just work in an office. I can take on the job outside.

The usual tasks in the field are mostly men, and there are only one or two women. It's not easy to get my current position.

God gave me more favors. Very grateful.

Fabian ayyi aalaa i robbikuma tukazziban.

Playing music on official shows?

I still accept the offer, but only for formal or semi-formal events.

My brother still sends me monthly money. I told you not to send it.

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The clock shows at 16:20 wib. Aky was enjoying my dinner schedule.

drrrrttt,, drrrrr...

I picked up the phone and touched the loadspeaker sign.

"Hallo."

"Assalamu'alaikum, Miss Yevna."

"Wa'alaikumsalam..."

My answer.. He asked me about the news and blah blah...

Actually, he's way above me. But out of mutual respect and respect, I was often greeted with 'mom'. I did that too.

"Look ma'am, I represent the camat party, for the opening ceremony of Musabaqah Tilawatil Quran District level, ask for help mother as MC." Obviously Sri.

"Ooohh, sorry before Sri ma'am, can't you call me mother. Yevn or Yevna. Because we're not in working hours right now."

I said while laughing.

"Hehehehe, can. But Yevn too, just call me brother, like before."

Answer Sri.

"Ok, so when is the show, let me see the schedule first. If the event in the district**may be present Regent, just coincidentally at that time I was not a field nugas." I clearly.

Actually, Sri and I have known for a long time, since I was in High School. I know events like this too. I'm on call to bring the show.

Just when I was working, they called me 'mom'. Just a formality in working, respecting each other.

Kak Sri works as a Public Relations Officer in the District office. He's very friendly.

I myself work in the Regent's office as a Regent protocol.

"Ok brother. Friday night, date, yes, yes, I will see the agenda first. I'll tell ya."

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"Wa'alaikumsalam...."

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I miss every temple of my municipality.

Really, only in the expanse of prayer did I reveal all.

Longing for His servant who once filled the heart,,, until, now...

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