La Tahzan, Innallaha Ma’ana
La Tahzan, Innallaha Ma’ana; Janganlah bersedih, sesungguhnya Allah bersama kita.
An advise once Kak Hana did conveyed to me. And also an advise once I shared with others…
This Ramadhan brought me a lot of thinking and reconsidering lately…
I don’t know why, but maybe Atok knows I’m having a dillemma and called me up and asked me if I called him yesterday which I didn’t but when I asked him if he did dreamed of me doing so, he just kept quiet…
Recently I feel so left out at home. I don’t know things just changed a lot… It changed when my engagement day had to be hold off, it changed when my sister started working and learned how to earned her own money…
My sister used to plan and ask me when or how we going to celebrate Ibuk’s birthday and what are we going to get her for her birthday present… But this year she bought ibuk’s birthday present on her own…
And nowadays she doesn’t even show me a simple respect as an elder sister… I’m really losing my patience…
That explains why nowadays I’m not always at home, I seldom break my fast at home. Even when I break fast at home, Nenek is always pampering my last uncle way too much… He doesn’t even does his own dish…
Achit knows this very well. Kalau ikut kan nafsu and fikiran yang degil ni, I just wanna leave this house as soon as possible…
Ujian ini menjadi bukti bahawa Allah menyayangiku. Jika ku sabar dan tabah menghadapinya serta berpasrah diri terhadap Nya, maka Allah akan memberikan nikmat yang jauh lebih besar. Sesungguhnya dibalik kesulitan itu ada kemudahan. InsyaAllah(:
Ya Allah, kau kuatkan la semangat ku…
Alhamdullilah, happy 8th monthsary to us. It was yesterday, technically since I’m entering this past midnight.
Only Allah knows what we both have been going through, his struggles, my struggles… Our struggles.
And Alhamdullilah maybe berkat bulan ramadhan he got a better job offer, and this company even send me for his last set of course so he could move up the career ladder in future.
InsyaAllah slowly but surely. No doubt I was having high hopes he could be accepted either in SPF or ICA but Allah lagi maha yg tahu, maybe that’s not his rezeki.
Slept over his house the other day after I’m done with morning duty. I slept with mama, talking to her I know deep inside she also wants the best for achit too. InsyaAllah mama I will try my best to give him the support he needs and be his pillar of strength too. And I know mama hope I can be like her other menantu who has their utmost concern of her and her childrens.
Alhamdullilah Allah has let us meet Ramadhan once again.
This year Ramadhan is going to be a bit special for me personally. Spend some quality time together and as usually we had our long chat which some parts brought me close to tears but I managed to held it back.
Like I said, our love is a little bit different from others but I’m thankful Allah did let me see that I’m not alone in this kind of situation. But let this journey be our little secret cos Allah has better plans for the both of us.
A Week Passing By
Oh well one week of annual leave just went by in a blink. Thinking of putting back the white uniform and heading to work just make me feel nauseated… I know right? Drama nyer…
For almost everyday I’ve been spending my time with Achit.
Alhamdullilah we seldom argue nowdays compared to last time. All this journey have made us learned a thing or two about each other and how to keep our relationship going on and well.
I know this sounds crazy but I have been envying other girls who recently got married and already heading to their honeymoon.
Really really hope he gets either ICA or SPF job, at least our future will be stable, but then again rezeki ditangan Allah. InsyaAllah 😌😌😌
And I must say, this year ramadhan and syawal is a bit special to me cos this time round I will be celebrating with Achit. InsyaAllah Ya Allah panjangkan umur hamba2 mu ini supaya kita dapat bertemu dengan Ramadhan 😌😌😌
#ily #InsyaAllahTillJannah #AchitKas
Happy 7th Monthsary to us.
Our journey has only begun, no doubt no one else’s journey can be compared to us; to each of their own.
This pair of rings was meant for our engagement day but we wore it anyway as a couple ring cos that day wasn’t meant to be the day we wanted to…
Funny right? I wonder if I actually didn’t ignore him for a year over the phone could we have gotten engaged by now?
But I always believe for every single thing that happened mesti ade Hikmahnye. Allah always have a better plan for us and to Him I always seek and trust the most.
One thing for sure, I love him for who he is and Alhamdullilah he loved me for who I am.