Bismillahirahmanirahim
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It’s Thursday.Malam jum’at hari penuh berkah.Barakallah.
It’s raining it’s pouring it’s rain again in the morning
Rain rain rain again rain again in another day
Memorizing My Senior High School…The song above from my English teacher name Mom Wido, She is very Nice Person. I Cannot Counting the Grades of her goodness. Assalamualaikum Mam wido? How’s life?
Rains. I want to tell you about Rains.Let’s read my story
The rain was so beautiful and peaceful
The rain was happy
The rain you sent down is very needy, O Allah
This rain saves grace all over
Rain sneaks my prayer to Him
You desperately need rain
But why, sometimes kufr servants against God
These college days do not know why I miss once rain. Finally, drizzle came. Missing very unbearable to my brother's parents and all those who love me of course.So also Allah and Rasul, so easy this lips talk love but the heart and deed glance betrayed. All my cries always pour and these tears dripping too fast when accompanied by rain. The beautiful rhythm of rain sounds makes my heart remember You are God yes Rabb.
The rain was happy
The rain you sent down is very needy, O Allah
This rain saves grace all over
Rain sneaks my prayer to Him
You desperately need rain
But why, sometimes kufr servants against God
These college days do not know why I miss once rain. Finally, drizzle came. Missing very unbearable to my brother's parents and all those who love me of course.So also Allah and Rasul, so easy this lips talk love but the heart and deed glance betrayed. All my cries always pour and these tears dripping too fast when accompanied by rain. The beautiful rhythm of rain sounds makes my heart remember You are God yes Rabb.
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