Kisah Ibnu Batoota dengan Bidadari dia.

Hai readers, aku suka membaca. Aku akan lekatkan amalan membaca pada diri aku ini sampai bila-bila.

So, aku terjumpa sebuah artikel lama. Yang ditulis oleh seseorang y sangat komited dalam menyambung kerjanya Rasulullah.

Al-kisah. Seorang sahabat aku ini amat mengenali orang ini. Orang ini bernama Ustaz Ibnu Batoota. Manakala sahabat aku yang pocoyo tu selalu sangatlah share notes notes di mana aku pula suka baca baca baca dan akhirnya terbaca.

Cerita ni,, dah lama sangat. Tapi, setiap kali aku baca. Aduhai . Sebaknya ..

dan aku sangat-sangat sedih . 

Pertama, sebab aku bukan keturunan Rasulullah s.a.w

Kedua, sebab aku belum solehah.

sedih kan?

Tapi, takpelah. AKu pujuk diri aku ni. kot-kot ada peluang nak jadi solehah.

kot-kot ada harapan bertemu dengan Rasulullah Saw dan Allah.

Kepada wanita yang nak jadi solehah. Jangan sedih ya. Bhaha. Ke korang tak sedih. Aku je yang sedih.

OKaylah. Bacalah.

AMARAN: status ini hanya utk yg berlapang dada menerima nasihat dan mengmbil ibrah(pengajaran) sahaja,kepada yg tak suka,tlong main jauh2,jgn kacau sini.

korang mesti fikir aku kenal bidadari aku sebelum aku kawen kan?

sebenarnya mcm ni…aku keluar berdakwah di pahang beberapa bulan lepas..
aku sampai ke sebuah masjid di mentakab,,dan salah seorang jemaah masjid tu kenal aku,aku tak kenal dia..rupa2nya dia peminat blog aku…dia happy jmpak aku,sembang dgn aku mlm tu smpai 2 pg,lpas tu dia tawarkan adik ipar dia pd aku(istri aku skrg)..aku tanya orgnya mcm mna dan sbgnya..
katanya,calon tu tak pernah ke sekolah,sejak kecil dia sekolah dlm rumah,diajar ayah dan abangnya sdri(kedua2 nya ustaz),dari menulis,membaca smpai lah menjadi alimah(ustazah),dia pakai purdah sjak kecik seawal 7 tahun,sjak kcik lg dia seorg yg sgt pemalu,tak pernah dilihat lelaki ajnabi,tak reti guna hp dan teknologi lain,rumahnya zuhud,takda tv,internet,radio,hiburan dia siang malam cuma quran dan kitab agama,sejak kecil dia dilatih mnjadi bidadari,pandai msak dan menjahit….dan dia keturunan rasulullah..

aku trus stju utk bertemu walinya…walinya taaruf dgn ku,kemudian pggil dia ke ruang tamu utk bukak purdah dpn aku….
dia buka…dan dia tunduk…aku sendiri tnduk sbb tlmpau malu dan aku sebak msa tu,ntah kenapa…mungkin sbb hepi sgt?
pendek kata,aku tak nmpak muka dia,sbb dia tnduk,nmpk hidung je..dia tutup muka dgn purdah dan msuk blik dlm bilik…

kemudian kami istikhrah 3 hari,dan aku stju,dia juga stju…walaupun kami tunang,tapi kami tak pernah berhubung,tak pernah dgr suara,tak pernah sms,sampailah akad nikah baru2 ni…
semuanya aku berurusan dgn abangnya..

lpas akad nikah,aku msuk ke blik pengantin,dlm tu smua adik bradik pmpuan ku dan ummi dia ada,laki semua kat luar..msa tu lah kali pertama aku tgk muka dia..tapi dia tnduk juga tak tgk aku…sarung cincin pun tergetar2…

lpas tu aku ditinggalkan dlm bilik tu dgn dia sorg…dia duduk atas lntai,peluk lutut dia tutup muka..aku dtg dekat…dia trus menangis…aku bgtau yg aku kena balik penang(sbb kami nikah gantung),dia diam tak jwb…aku nak sentuh,tapi tak berani…last2 aku bangun utk pergi..baru lah dia tgkap tgn aku utk salam dan cium tgn aku…lpas tu dia duduk balik peluk lutut tutup muka…

mlm tu aku call,baru aku dpt dgr suara dia….dan hakikatnya,sampai sekarang,dia BELUM PERNAH LIHAT WAJAH AKU…..(kami tak da tangkap2 gambar ke apa ke)..
tapi dia sgt muliakan aku dan hormati aku..aku tnya kenapa stuju kawen dgn aku sdgkan tak pernah tgk aku(smpai skrg)?dia jwb…dia istikharah,tnya Allah, Allah tahu apa yg terbaik utk dia dan agama dia,jadi dia stju sbb jwpan istikhrah tu positif,apa yg Allah sendri kata baik,apa lg keraguan perlu dia ada utk trima aku sbg suami?

♥ ♥ ♥

kenapa aku cerita?

sbb aku nak bgtau yg cinta luar nikah itu sgt jijik dan kotor,berhenti lah couple2 murahan ni…bercinta selepas nikah adalah seindah2 cinta dan 24 jam pahala,trun rahmat mencurah2…kalau couple cinta luar nikah,24 jam dosa,malaikat laknat siang malam..so korang pilih…

kejap lagi maghrib,dah masuk ramadhan…jom lah kita bertaubat,yg masih ada kekasih haram tu,ptuskan sekarang..kita masuk dlm bulan ramadahn ni dgn pnuh kesucian ok?

SO, korang nangis tak?

Aku. Haha. Banyak kali. 

Takpelah. Kita cuba . Tak cuba tak tahu. kot-kot boleh jadi solehah.

Okay. Dah lewat malam gila. Selamat malam.

Hey

get up.

I don't know how to explain

I lost my skills a lot.
Oh.
Hey. Hi readers.

Do you realize?

or maybe I don't have enough practice.

or maybe because I was in the middle of some huge life change. Yes, I have more stress than usual and I was not perfectly happy.
and become more sad when I realize that I lost capable to write thing.



I really started to wonder if maybe I wasn’t cut out for the whole writing thing, after all.

But then I imagined another six months without writing. I asked myself how I would feel if I never wrote another story again. I thought about my characters, about the worlds I’d created, the stories that, although unpublished, still entertained my family and friends.

Could I go the rest of my life without that?

I’m not going to be overdramatic. It was certainly physically possible for me to move on. I just didn’t want to.

So I didn’t. I sat down at my computer and I wrote again. It wasn’t necessarily the best story I'd ever had , but it was something. It was proof. I’m a writer.

So, I seek help from the internet. How to recover my writing skills and can we lose our ability to write?

and I found this.

to answer the question of the title: can you lose your ability to write?



The answer guys, is no. You can’t forget how to write any more than you can forget how to ride a bicycle. Truth is, if you have the will to write, if you have the determination to follow your dreams and make them come true, then the ability on some level is there. Your skills might need some refining, but you don’t need to be a master of your craft to write a story.

All you need is will.

Do you want to write? Then go do it. It’s really that simple.

Don’t have the time? Make time. No one else is going to do it for you.

Don’t have the talent? Talent is overrated. You don’t need talent; you need practice.

Don’t have novel ideas? Then write something else—poetry, blog posts, stream of consciousness—it doesn’t matter. Writing is writing and you’ll benefit from it either way.

If you really want to write, if you really want to see your dreams come true, you have to go out there and do it yourself. Fulfilled dreams don’t just land on some lucky person’s lap—they’re chased down and snatched up by the ones who aren’t afraid to put in the extra work and won’t stop until they see them realized.

Is that person you?

Have you ever encountered a non-writing period? How long did it last? How did you break out of it?

So, lets do this.

Take care.

Take Care.

I need to stay.

Tekanan adalah sesuatu yang menyeksakan.

Ujian yang kadangkala menyebabkan aku bertambah runsing.

Namun, aku harus ingat bahawa jangan benci dengan apa-apa yang kita diujikan.

Hati.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what the best.

I don't want to be this anymore.

I am ordinary

I miss myself. 

1 Ramadhan 1436

Alhamdulillah,

hari ni kalau ikut kalendar Islam dah genap setahun aku berada kat kolej ni .
Alhamdulillah sebab sepanjang aku berada di dalam kolej ni banyak sangat kemudahan yang aku dapat.
Banyak sangat nikmat yang menyebabkan aku kadang-kadang tersungkur malu dengan Yang Maha Pemurah.

Dah masuk semester empat , pointer aku tidaklah setinggi 4 flat but my pngk masik berada dalam dean list.

Allah telah pilih diri ini sebagai setiausaha dalam mpp. Which aku rasa very very mencabar.
Ada banyak perubahan dari luaran dan dalaman :)

luka-luka dari kenangan lama kian sembuh. bahahaha

tp bila ingat balik, sedihlah ;')

dulu, aku baik, :')

pastu bila tak pandai jaga diri, huwaaaaaaaa.. jadi nakal and what so ever.

haish.

dulu nak jadi akauntan lepastu turn back buat medical assistant pastu bermimpi jadi doktor last-last terpilih untuk belajar ilmu agama.

:') ingat senang ke ? susahnya sebab takde basic bahasa Arab. Susahnya sebab kita kena make sure apa-apa yang sampai kat kita tu sama macam apa-apa yg telah ditarbiah oleh Rasulullah S.A.W

sampai selalu nangis sebab takut salah .

So, apa cita-cita aku yang boleh dicapai actually?
setakat ni, I have ability to make others understand my words via presentation.

Maisarah minta aku jadi cikgu kat sekolah dia..

hmmm, sarah, I need certificate to do that darling.

Insyaallah. Maybe aku akan masuk education field.
A good one. Insyaallah.

Dalam masa yg sama , I can spread my my my knowledge from islamic studies
And Ramadhan dah sampai everyone :')

Terlalu banyak utk diri ini sesali.

Segala kesilapan.
Segala cerita y harus ku tinggalkan.

Selamat datang masa depan.

Oh ya.
Ada seorang sahabat ini. Entahlah kenapa ajaib sangat boleh terjadi hampir.
Tengok bahasa keling dah keluar.

Sebenarnya belum ada rasa cinta.
Sebab aku anggap dia mcm abang je actually.
Tapi, mana ada istilah abg angkat dalam relationship in Islam.

So, I decided to ....

entah. rasa mcm nak jumpa dia lg kat akhirat.

Idk.

Okaylah.
Munirah Musa,
Tolong memaknakan Ramadhan dengan baik tahun ni ye!

Take Care Everyone.

Salam Ramadhan Everyone :)

Belum rasa macam mama

Selamat pagi :) Hah ambek awal naa nak update post.

Masa kecik-kecik dulu,
masa mama ayah pergi kerja,
aku dan adik diletakkan di taska.
But, before kitorang dihantar ke taska.
My mama will be very particular bila masuk bab-bab
1. Sarapan
2. Mandi Wangi Wangi Bedak Bedak
3.Baju cukup ke tak
4.Berus gigi
5.Plastik Baju Kotor

and banyak lagi sebelum ke taska.

Aku dan adik mula belajar berdikari.

Balik je taska.
Mama dan ayah bawa balik.

I wonder,
lepas mama dan ayah balik kerja.
Mesti dah ada makanan atas meja :')
and How mama and ayah ada kesempatan nak sediakan semua ni?
Even though diorang tak banyak spend masa dgn aku dan adik khususnya but

BUT

how amazingly mereka dengan cergas dan tangkas penat penat balik kerja.
Kat rumah semuanya dah ada , makan, pakai, minum and of course kasih syg.

Aku ni, balik meeting mpp, baju tak lipat lagi, terus masak nak bg adik makan, basuh pinggan pon dah rasa letih.

Belum lagi rasa macam mama :')

Betul.

sedih dan sebaklah cerita benda ni!

betapa teruknya aku ni haiyaaaa haiyoma.

Moga aku sentiasa jd hadiah mama dan ayah.
Bukan aku je,
adik-adik aku,
bakal ehem aku ke,
anak2 aku,

moga jadi hadiah utk mama dan ayah dunia dan akhirat.

:')))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

kan dah nanessssssss :'))))))))))))) bye

Serahkan jiwa dan ragamu kepada

Yang Menciptakan.

Fav. Destination

Kolej Jaiputra.
I never thought you will be my favourite destination.
Learning how to be better than before. Learning to be my new me.
I fell in love with myself here eventhough I miss those days when I had chance to reach my goal.
Being here is not about I'm having a happy life each day but having a less extra ordinary life and shine through it.
Be thankful for every memories I got here either good or bad.
Everyday I wish I am someone new, something hopeful, like spring to my deep winter.
Maybe I am.

I always pray that my heart could be more lovely. More loving. More love. More lovable.
Because, I don't want any hatred growing inside my heart
I want to forgive the worst from others, to see the best from others and have a soul that'll never give up.

I almost give up nowadays. But I could not let myself being in that way because Allah gives me too much happiness in my life and how I wish I could share with all of you.
Allah always take a good care of me.
He always there when I need Him.
Allah.
But still I'm drowning and always failed to be a good servant of Him.

I always getting angry with myself because I let my past haunting my mind.
It's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. Like you have this fear that every person you start to like is going to break your heart.
Then, I start drawing my circle. Not simply letting someone getting to close with me. Being so picky and choosy and less trusting new person eventhough they're heavenly view  and trying so hard to fit in in my past.
But when I apply those things. New people who like me or get intrested with me will end up hating me because I care less about them.
I become more quiet than yesterday. I'll talk when I really need to put words on.  The consequences being like this is you got less friends but... The Best. Because, some will stay and being able to recognize the real you and your sorrows and could bring out the best from you.

I believe that nobody is perfect and nobody deserves to be perfect. Nobody has it easy, everybody has issues . You never know what people are going through. So pause before you start judging,criticizing, or mocking others. Everybody is fighting their own unique war.
But, I have to be able to differentiate what's wrong and what's right to do the most important thing as muslims  and that is ' amar makruf nahi mungkar '
And apply those responsible in a good way and in a very polite styles. Letting Rasulullah's manners be good examples of mine.

In friendship, family relationship and any relationship I believe there will be always imperfect people refusing to give up on each other.
Trying mending the bond and build a great interdependence with people who choose to love us and people who we choose to take care of.
But If people refuse to look at you in a new light and they can only see you for what you were, only see you for the mistaked you've made, if they don't realize that you are not your mistakes, then they have to go. And I believe life is about letting go and survived with any abundance. Even it's hard. Even it's hurt. I have to.

We are nation of sinners, not nation of angles, so be kind to the peolpe because everyone is struggling with something. Try to lift anyone up so that they'll succeed and you'll realize that you'll need them someday somehow.  And yes I know, we need at least one friend who understand what we do not say but don't forget only Allah The Most Understanding.
He is the creator and we are the creation of Allah and of course He Knows Better. Allah Knows Better. So, don't be sad . Yasmin Mogahed says ' you can either go through your life terrified of hardships into thriumps , by staying close to Him'

And I have to be more nice. More polite.
And remind myself that it is time to heal, Allah knows best. It's painful, but it is sealed.

Hello June

Stronger than yesterday.

Segala Puji Bagi Allah

Salam and Dear Elly,

Hari ini berasa amat bertuah kerana dihadiahkan oleh Allah keluarga y terbaik, sahabat y terbaik dan orang-orang y terbaik :)

Hari ini terasa sayu mendengar ustaz menceritakan perihal peribadi Rasulullah S.A.W

Betapa rendah hatinya seorang Rasul y sanggup memadam namanya di Perjanjian Hudaibiyah :')

Allah.

Sepanjang minggu ini juga aku cuba untuk letakkan emosi,perjalanan perasaan dan kekuatan semangat pada tahap y positif.

Pelbagai perkata y telah aku rancangkan terutamanya untuk Festival Ihya Ramadhan, semoga usaha ini mendapat...

:')

Aku tidak tahu kemana hilangnya keinginan aku untuk menulis dan terus menulis.
Mungkin aku telah terbiasa untuk hanya meluahkan pdNya.

:')

but I wanna share! I wanna share everything yang berada di dalam mindaku.
Betapa Allah sentiasa di sisiku.
Betapa benar segala apa yang Rasulullah sampaikan.
Aku ingin kongsikan pada semua.

:')

Allah.
Hati y meronta-meronta..
Kami hidup di zaman fitnah. Akhir zaman :')

Aku tak tahu sama ada aku akan terselamat ataupun tidak :')

hmm..
nak nuat minit mesyuarat untuk perjumpaan petang tadilah ! :')

oh ya!

Ada sebuah cerita tentang Elly y nak jadi seseorang y istimewa dalam hidup Pocoyo.
Sekian terima kasih..
Kepada Allah kita berserah :')

Goodnight.