Assalamualaikum..

Phew, I just arrived at home. Tired! Hot outside. Tho the workshop
just until 12, but it seems that it took for hours longer than that.

No proper post today...maybe. I dont know later. I want to take a nap
for sure. Hope will be better later...

Really wanna see the firework with the dearest.. But I cant. He still
can see, while I? Aahh.. C'mon.. It's in Brunei!

Sigh...

Assalamualaikum..

As Im starring at the beautiful charming crescent moon now, I hear my
parents and my bro laughing out loud. They're watching Empat Mata,
hehe..

Talking bout moon, this Night Princess has so many things whch attract
me. The dearest and I, both we love the moon and the sky. It doesnt
matter whether the sky is empty without stars and moon or it is full
with glows. Sky, moon, stars, clouds, and sun mean so much to me.
Seeing the sky make me feel contented, spacious, and ready to face the
life.

I have a story bout moon. It is a story written by Jalaluddin Rumi
Mathnavi, titled The Man and The Moon.

*Umar ibn al-Khattab (radiAllahu anhu) was caliph. The month of the
fast had come round. A crowd of people ran to the top of a hill to
draw a good omen from the sight of the crescent moon.

"See, Umar!" cried on. "The new moon!"

Umar did not see any moon in the sky.

"This moon," he remarked to the man, "has risen from your imagination.
Otherwise, how is it that I do not see the pure crescent, seeing that
your hand," he went on, "and rub it on your eyebrow, then take another
look at the moon!"

The man wetted his eyebrow, and no more saw the moon.

"Yes" commented Umar (radiAllahu anhu). "The hair of your eyebrow
became a bow and shot at you and arrow of surmise!"

One hair through becoming crooked had waylaid him completely, so that
he falsly claimed boastfully to have seen the moon. If one croocked
hair can veil the whole sky, how will it be if all your parts are
crooked?*

:)

I think Im sleepy.. Have to wake up early, the workshop will be
started at 8. But not as the last week, tomorrow just until dzuhr,
inshaAllah (hopefully :p).

Errm, I still can taste the cheesy bite bulgogi sauce on my tongue! Hahaha...

Good nite everyone!

Bismillah..
Allahu la ilaha illa Huwa, Al-Haiyul-Qaiyum La ta'khudhuhu sinatun wa
la nawm, lahu man fissamawati wa ma fil-'ard Man dhal-ladhi yashfa'u
'indahu illa bi-idhnihi Ya'lamu ma baina aidihim wa ma khalfahum, wa
la yuhituna bi shai'im-min 'ilmihi illa bima sha'a wasia'a
kursiyuhus-samawati wal ard, wa la ya'uduhu hifduhuma Wa huwal
'Aliyul-Adheem

(Allah! There is no God save Him, the Alive, the Eternal. Neither
slumber nor sleep overtaketh Him. Unto Him belongeth whatsoever is in
the heavens and whatsoever is in the earth. Who is that intercedeth
with Him save by His leave? He knoweth that which is in front of them,
while they encompass nothing of His knowledge save what He will. His
throne includeth the heavens and the earth, and He is never weary of
preserving them. He is the Sublime, the Trememdous [Surah al-Baqarah;
2:255] )

*Whoever reads the above (ayat al-Kursi) when lies down to sleep, will
have a guardian from Allah remain with him and satan will not be able
to come near him until he rises in the mornin.
[Sahih al-Bukhari, cf. Al-Asqalani-Fath al-Bari 4:487]

Bismillah...

Allahumma inni a'udhubika minal hammi wal hazan, wal 'ajzi wal kasal,
wal bukhli wal jubn, wa dhala'id-dayni wa ghalabatir rijaal.

O Allah! I seek refuge in You from grief and sadness, from weakness
and from laziness, from miserliness and from cowardice, from being
overcome by debt and from being overpowered by men (other people).
[Sahih al-Bukhari, 7:158].

Assalamualaikum..

Maaan.. I lost count of reciting the dua above! Tomorrow is the last
day of sharia banking course, and I found myself soooooo lazy to
come.. Erk! I dont know why, I dont know why. I really want to go to
the school, because the head teacher of the social and Indonesian
languge class, kak Dian, wanted to talk to me. Yea, Kak Deni text me
and informed me bout that.

"Mba Lalu besok jam 9 dimohon datang ke Hanaeka dan langsung temui kak Dian"

Intermezzo: See, he calls me with my last name! Bwahaha.. It's ok. I
use to. Evryone does that. My family name is unique, isnt it? :p

Back to the topic..

With a weight upon my heart, I replied the text and told that I cant
come. Phew, I dont know what to say. She must be wanted to have kinda
serious matter with me. To be honest, this is my fault coz I forgot to
inform them that the course takes 3 days; July 14, July 15, and July
21.

You know, I my spirit's kinda flagging. Im feel sooo sorry about that.
But I know Allah puts me in this kind of circumstance because He wants
to remind me no to be forgetful and I have to be firmed. Aahh..
There's alaways be hikmah over the happening...

Alhamdulillah, Im moving toward to the changing aka leaving one of my
bad attitudes: felt and acted exaggerated when something bad or wrong
comes up. Alhamdulillah, and I hope this wont fade away. C'mon, Ive
read many Islamic books, Ive read many sisters' blog, Im digging
Islam, so I have to try to be better day in day out. I dont want I do
all those things just for in vain.

I know I have done wrong and I admit I do feel so bad, coz Im the big
contributor in it. But I also really thank Allah for the reminding.
Really, there are so so so many bad things in me that I have to
change.. For my destination is I want to be a true Muslimah...

Assalamualaikum,

For the last few days, I was a bit frustated and kept questioning
'why, why, why, and why?!' I even didnt enjoy the two days sharia
banking course which held at Universitas Ibnu Khaldun. My mind was
parted into two: the course and my career. But the thought bout career
had much much portion in my head, so I couldnt gave a proper attention
at the 1st day of the course. At the first session to be exact. It
made the trainer had to call my name for thrice (that was my mate
informed me). He wanted me to read the hadeeth bout riba. Ha!

Im fine now, finally. After I talked to HIM and re-read the story
which make me feel contented again. Ashamed again, where was my head?
Lol. This is life. It has its own art. Happy, sad me must through all
kinds of situations that it brings. Of course, there must be hikmah
over that.

Well, I want to share the story with you,anyway. Hope it'll brighten
your mind and heart too :)

-Life is Like Baking a Cake-

A little boy is telling his Grandma how "everything" is going wrong.
School, family problems, health problems, problem with friends, etc.
Meanwhild, Grandma is baking a cake. She asks her grandson if he would
like a snack, which, of course, he does.

"Here, have some cooking oil"
"Yuck" says the boy.
"How about a couple raw eggs?"
"Gross, Grandma!"
"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?"
"Grandma, those are yucky!"

To which Grandma replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad all by
themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make
a wonderfully delicious cake! God works the same way. Many times we
wonder why HE would let us go thru such bad and difficult times. But
Allah knows that when HE puts these things in HIS order, they always
work for good! We just have to trust HIM and, eventually, they will
make something wonderful!"*

InshaAllah...

For a while I was in gloomy. Always thout that I couldnt in to the
scope that actually - I know it for sure - I have capability in it.
Sometimes, I cant think clearly when the things turn to rush. I must
be patient. Must! Must learn to be patient. Must!

HE knows what's the best for me. Maybe now is not the right time for
me to get a better career, or it could be the career that Im doing now
is good actually, but I just cant see it???

I depend on Allah, for He is As-Baseerul, Sameer-The Seerer, The Hearer.

"And when my servants ask you concerning Me, then surely I am very
near; I answer the prayer of the suppliant when he calls on Me, so
they should answer My call and believe Me that they may walk in the
right way"
[Surah al-Baqarah; 2:186]