Islamic Romance
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...“ Dzunuubii mitslu a’daadir rimaali fa hablii taubatan yaa dzaaljalaali ”...
[My sin is like the number of sand, so give me repentance, O my god of glory ].
...“ Wa’umrii naaqishun fii kulli yaumi wa dzambii zaa-idun kaifah timaali ”...
[My age is every day reduced, while my sins are always increasing, how I bear it ].
...“ Ilaahii’aashii ataaka muqirran bidzdzunuubi wa qad da’aaka ”...
[Oh my God!! Your repentant servant has come to you by confessing all sins and has begged you for forgiveness ].
...“ Fa in taghfir fa an lidzaaka ahlun wa in tathrud faman narjuu shivaaka ”...
[If you forgive, you have the right to forgive. If you refuse. To whom else do I wish but you ? ].
While looking at Blue's face that had been slit in the folds of the blanket. I kept crying. Regretting all my sins. Sins that cannot be counted.
I am the woman of the end times. The woman who has not sinned I am not a woman of heaven. I'm not a good woman either. I'm just an ordinary woman.
The woman who was preparing to take away death. To meet my Lord and to take responsibility for all my deeds in the world.
O woman of the end times. Why do you continue to attach great importance to the world's greed but attach importance to the eternal and eternal afterlife?
...O woman of the end times. Why are you always busy beautifying yourself rather than improving yourself?...
Know, woman of the end times. We are all among the most numerous inhabitants of Hell. Are you ready for that? Just imagining it scares me.
O woman of the end times. You are like a woman who is missed by heaven. So that your beauty and morals are able to make the angel of heaven envious of your beauty and morals.
Be a woman who sets a good example.
Like Khadijah's sincerity.
As wise as Fatimah and courage as Asma bint Abu Bakr and Be a woman who will be free to enter from any door of heaven.
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To you from me an end-time woman.
This morning the sunlight shone on my body.
The bird is free with its very sweet chirping.
The leaves of green foliage stood firmly on the edge of the road and the thick fog that covered the hills began to open slowly. So that it displays a view that is so green, beautiful nan beautiful. The vast expanse of tea gardens and the cool air make me smile when I say hello in the morning. Riding a Bike to the House of Dusk.
My name is Nayla Salsabila Azzahra. I live in Pangalengan village located in the South of Bandung City. The village is famous for several attractions such as, Situ Cileunca, Tea Plantation and also Hot Water Bath Pool in Cibolang. Pangalengan is also famous as Agricultural, Plantation and Livestock Areas.
...“ Wilujeung Enjing Neng. ”...
[Morning of Nalya].
Greet the mother who was picking tea.
...“ Enjing oge Bu ”...
[Morning Is Also ].
My reply to them all.
In addition to the cool village. The people here are also very friendly. It makes me feel good to live here rather than in the city. Although friends in my village have had a lot of success in the city. I always wanted to be in this village. Unless I get a city husband and tell me to stay there.