<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945</id><updated>2012-02-10T08:30:33.506+08:00</updated><category term='ada gambar dan suara'/><category term='Magazines and Blog'/><category term='Lirik lagu'/><category term='Aldo Al Battar'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='i miss my Babe'/><category term='Solution'/><category term='my HEART says'/><category term='Aryan'/><category term='smallville'/><category term='copy and paste'/><category term='Article'/><title type='text'>Struggling to be BETTER</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7699292002074173710</id><published>2012-02-10T08:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T08:30:33.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Nak semua yang baru</title><content type='html'>Dah banyak kali cuba untuk tukar layout blog bok marek dapat. Punyalah susah sebelum tok dah explore punya explore senang ada jak. Dah nangga lay out baru, bok lah ada semangat nak nulis agik. Hehehe Well tahun baru, azam baru, semoga lepas tok aku sentiasa bersemangat azam baru. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7699292002074173710?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7699292002074173710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2012/02/nak-semua-yang-baru.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7699292002074173710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7699292002074173710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2012/02/nak-semua-yang-baru.html' title='Nak semua yang baru'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4158614689391585058</id><published>2011-12-30T11:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:00:16.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Saying Good  Bye 2011</title><content type='html'>Hari terakhir bekerja pada tahun 2011. Time flies fast! Rasa macam in a blink dah hujung tahun pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolusi 2012? ermm i already start doing it, (a few of it) but a part of it i didnt start anything hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa-rasanya nothing gonna change much next year. But i never know what had God planned for me. Bukankah semua nya dah tertulis 500 ribu tahun lagi sebelum bumi ini di cipta. Subhanallah... Betapa hebatnya Allah. Belajar perkara terbesar dalam hidup dalam tahun ini, i need to admit it not easy! Its really not! But then saya bersyukur mungkin disebabkan niat yang dah saya lakukan pada awal tahun maka Allah menguji apa yang dah saya niatkan. Bersyukur sebab Allah sendiri yang mengingatkan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year adalah tahun kesedihan saya. Awal tahun pun dah bermula dengan air mata, sampai hujung tahun. Dugaan datang silih berganti. Menguji kesabaran dan ketabahan hati. It takes time for me to get up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012, is coming... I didnt have any plan yet! But one thing for sure. I dont want to turn back time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4158614689391585058?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4158614689391585058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/12/saying-good-bye-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4158614689391585058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4158614689391585058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/12/saying-good-bye-2011.html' title='Saying Good  Bye 2011'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4746847008079400577</id><published>2011-12-29T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:58:04.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Lantak koranglah</title><content type='html'>Kita tak akan pernah dapat untuk memaksa orang untuk mempercayai kata-kata kita. Kita cuma mampu buat apa yang termampu untuk kita lakukan. Manusia, memang dah adat menilai pada dasar, menilai pada pandangan mata kasar dan sangat jarang menilai sesuatu itu pada mata hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang saya akui,kesalahan memang di lemparkan ke atas saya. Di tuduh pada pandangan kata kasar. Di hukum tanpa di bicarakan. Dah lali dan dah terlalu biasa untuk itu. Tapi saya tahu siapa diri saya, saya memahami hati dan tindakan saya. Perbuatan saya, yang kadang-kadang salah (ya saya akui) tapi saya tahu ada sebab saya tersendiri dan kenapa saya lakukannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nampak macam tak adil pada pandangan manusia. Tapi saya kuatkan diri, kuatkan semangat untuk tidak mempedulikan apa yang orang perkatakan. I need to be strong! And i have to! And i choose to be strong. Tak kisahlah, wat people talk about me, yang penting macam mana Allah menilai what inside me. Yang penting Allah tahu apa yang selalu doakan. Yang penting Allah tahu apa yang selalu saya mahukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebenaran itu pahit. Dan selalu menyakitkan. Dan saya percaya, kebenaran yang sebenar akan terbukti samada cepat atau lambat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum itu, anda berhak menilai apa sahaja yang suka tentang saya. Di persilakan! Saya tidak punya kuasa untuk menerangkan segala-galanya tentang diri saya. Saya di jatuhkan hukuman tanpa di bicarakan, itu terpulang. Mungkin kifarah dari dosa saya yang lampau dan semoga dengan itu Allah mengampunkan saya. Amin... Dan buat anda yang suka menilai semoga Tuhan tidak menilai anda seperti anda menilai saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4746847008079400577?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4746847008079400577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/12/lantak-koranglah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4746847008079400577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4746847008079400577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/12/lantak-koranglah.html' title='Lantak koranglah'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-1482172234894103346</id><published>2011-12-14T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T09:52:40.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><title type='text'>Be Happy :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mI83wpJN1A/TuhNAWfR0XI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bUWHxOXhZHA/s1600/10+tips+to+be+happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mI83wpJN1A/TuhNAWfR0XI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bUWHxOXhZHA/s320/10+tips+to+be+happy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;a good tips to remind myself!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-1482172234894103346?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/1482172234894103346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-happy-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1482172234894103346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1482172234894103346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-happy-d.html' title='Be Happy :D'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mI83wpJN1A/TuhNAWfR0XI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bUWHxOXhZHA/s72-c/10+tips+to+be+happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2071733580617860846</id><published>2011-11-29T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:45:02.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>how i really hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/rtOvBOTyX00/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtOvBOTyX00&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtOvBOTyX00&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;how i really hope that he could understand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heart beats fast&lt;br /&gt;Colors and promises&lt;br /&gt;How do be brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;How can I love when I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;To fall&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But watching you stand alone&lt;br /&gt;All of my doubt&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly goes away somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I have died everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;br /&gt;Thousand years&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;br /&gt;Thousand more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time stands still&lt;br /&gt;Beauty in all she is&lt;br /&gt;I will be brave&lt;br /&gt;I will not let anything &lt;br /&gt;Take away&lt;br /&gt;What's standing in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Every breath, &lt;br /&gt;Every hour has come to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step closer&lt;br /&gt;I have died everyday&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Darling, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;br /&gt;Thousand years&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you for a &lt;br /&gt;Thousand more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all along I believed&lt;br /&gt;I would find you&lt;br /&gt;Time has brought&lt;br /&gt;Your heart to me&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you for a &lt;br /&gt;Thousand years&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;br /&gt;Thousand more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step closer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One step closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have died everyday&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Darling, don't be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;br /&gt;Thousand years&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;br /&gt;Thousand more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all along I believed&lt;br /&gt;I would find you&lt;br /&gt;Time has brought &lt;br /&gt;Your heart to me&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;br /&gt;Thousand years&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you for a &lt;br /&gt;Thousand more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2071733580617860846?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2071733580617860846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-i-really-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2071733580617860846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2071733580617860846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-i-really-hope.html' title='how i really hope'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6818178961608267064</id><published>2011-10-05T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T13:24:04.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Berkulat-kulat dah</title><content type='html'>hehehe eaaaaaaaaaaaauuu! (cerida da jwak bunyi) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a looooooong time i didnt write anything in my beloved blog. a cliche reason.. i'm tooooo busy. But the fact is i can do it if i really want. Time is just a reason. A common reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things i want to share but i didn't find how to start. But well everyone i promise i will try my best to a crazy story once i find the perfect to write. Till then be good and take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6818178961608267064?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6818178961608267064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/10/berkulat-kulat-dah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6818178961608267064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6818178961608267064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/10/berkulat-kulat-dah.html' title='Berkulat-kulat dah'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6832459385621702136</id><published>2011-09-09T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T17:46:02.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Siapakah yang curang?</title><content type='html'>Hairan bila senang kata sayang dan cinta diluahkan. Apa sayang cuma ungkapan yang tidak akan membawa apa-apa makna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika Allah cuma berkata-kata akan sayang dan cinta Nya pada kita umatnya, apa agaknya akan terjadi pda kita. Sedangkan wujudnya kita di bumi Allah ini, kerana sayang dan cinta Allah pada kita. Lalu kenapa anda begitu mudah melafazkan dan akhirnya mencurangi apa yang telah anda perkatakan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan adalah sesuatu yang jarang sekali kita dapat kawal, tapi Allah telah menganugerahkan akal untuk berfikir dan menilai kembali apa &amp;nbsp;perkara relevan yang perlu kita lakukan. Jika anda sudah merasakan tiada ada keserasian maka lepaskan hubungan itu dengan cara yang baik, mohon lah petunjuk dari Nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sendiri kurang pasti adakah saya penyebab insan itu berlaku curang, atau saya di jadikan mangsa untuk dia berlaku curang. Tapi mempercayai bahawa keadaan atau setiap kejadian itu tetap akan berlaku walau seluruh alam menahannya dari berlaku, dan sesungguhnya kejadian itu tidak akan berlaku walau seluruh alam berusaha untuk melakukannya. Besar nya Kuasa Allah... Seluruh isi alam ini bergerak di bawah kehendak Nya.. Subhanallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku serahkan hidup dan mati ku hanya pada mu Ya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku adalah hambamu Ya Allah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6832459385621702136?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6832459385621702136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/09/siapakah-yang-curang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6832459385621702136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6832459385621702136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/09/siapakah-yang-curang.html' title='Siapakah yang curang?'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-1325379034473841733</id><published>2011-08-25T09:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:19:23.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Mangsa keadaan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pernah tak korang jadi mangsa keadaan?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tak tahu hujung pangkal last2 nama korang yang busuk..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Itulah namanya dugaan. Benda yang di luar dugaan, its beyong our control. Dan Allah dah pilih kita untuk mengalaminya kerana Dia lebih tahu setakat mana kemampuan kita. It's hurt. Seriously it is hurt me a lot. And i can say i loss my weight because of that. I really wanna ask him, why he choose me as his victim? Sedangkan kat luar tu melambak lagi yang lebih cantik, lebih kaya, ada pangkat. But why dia pilih untuk burukan nama aku kat blakang? Tapi bila fikir2 balik lebih baik serahkan pada Allah. Dia lebih mengetahui apa yang berlaku. He will let me know the secret if He wants. Aku berserah dan bertawakkal pada Nya... Biar aku mengadu hanya padaNya... Biar Allah saja yang mengetahui apa perasaan aku sekarang nie. Kalau ikutkan hati nak je aku balas balik semua perbuatan dia kat aku, tapi tak de maknanya pun aku nak buat macam tu. Aku serahkan segala-galanya pada Allah.. Biar Dia yang membalas segala kesakitan yang dia dah buat pada aku. Kerana Allah sebaik-baik pemberi balasan, tidak akan pernah kurang dan lebih walau seinci pun. Semoga apa yang berlaku sekarang nie bukan setakat memberi pengajaran kepada aku sendiri tapi kepada people around me... InsyaAllah..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-1325379034473841733?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/1325379034473841733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/08/mangsa-keadaan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1325379034473841733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1325379034473841733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/08/mangsa-keadaan.html' title='Mangsa keadaan'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3618607977111917666</id><published>2011-08-09T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T17:41:57.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Nikah, cerai &amp; Rujuk</title><content type='html'>Banyak nye undangn majlis kawen... Hampir tiap bulan ada, tak pun  majlis bertunang ke dan yang sewaktu dengan nyalah. Balik-balik kampung  ade je dengar majlis kawen. Aku yang tersensitif ke atau sekarang memang  ramai orang kawen. Nak naik rimas pun ada lah jugak. Ye lah cemburu pun  ada jugak, penat nak pergi kenduri pun ada jugak. Mana tak cemburu dek  oi, orang time-time umur cam aku nie lah masing-masing dah ada steady  boyfriend girlfriend. Aku still gak sibuk dengan assignment nye lah,  kelas nya, business photographer nye lagi, mak bapak aku pun still nak  masa aku jugak, kawan-kawan aku lagi. Sampai tak tersenarai part kawen  tu kat mane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That make things worse is macam-macam hal  orang kawen yang aku tengok dan lihat sendiri depan mata. Aku kalau  dengar boleh lagi tak caye, tapi kalau dah depan mata kau tak nak caye  pun kena caye gak. Betul orang kata marriage life nie memang gamble ada  org beruntung ada orang tak. Hidup nie kan lain orang lain dugaannya.  Tak boleh nak samakan dengan orang lain. Tapi tipulah kalau aku tak  terinfluenced dengan masalah-masalah sejagat disekeliling aku. Aku nie  nampak je macam tak kisah di luar but trust me i am a typical girl.  Memang orang kata, zaman sekarang nie perempuan dah boleh sama hebat  dengan lelaki tapi bagi aku lelaki itu maseh yang teratas. Bukan kerana  kuasa nya tapi kerana lelaki memang dilahirkan untuk memimpim, menjadi  rujukan wanita-wanita, pelindung wanita-wanita. Memang lah cik kak oi,  ada banyak orang kat luar sana kata, i got money, i got car, i got  education, saya ada apa yang lelaki ada (material + education) so  maksudnya i boleh hidup tanpa lelaki. Saya tak kisah kalau tiba-tiba  suami saya nak ceraikan saya. Dia yang buat salah, saya peduli apa.  Nauzubillah... Sedih bila seorang isteri dengan senangnya berkata  sedemikian. Aku yang sedih tapi kenapa yang mengucapkan langsung tak  merasa kesedihan? Macam aku pulak yang dah kawen... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, mungkin secara material nya,  aku boleh berdiri atas kaki sendiri. Ade kereta sendiri, ade rumah  sendiri tapi aku tetap memilih untuk bersama lelaki yang aku panggil  suami. Yang menjadi orang terpenting dalam hidup selepas Allah, Nabi dan  Agama. Sound funny right? Very typical :P *malu* Aku mahu bersyukur  dengan apa yang menjadi kemampuan suamiku, aku mahu mempertahankan  dengan sedaya upaya rumah tanggaku. InsyaAllah... Mungkin tak sesempurna  mana, tapi InsyaAllah sedaya yang mampu. Dan aku bermohon, sekiranya  Allah menemukan aku jodoh, biarlah dia seseorang yang selayaknya  menerima sacrifice yang aku lakukan. Dan biarlah aku orang yang layak  menerima sacrifice yang telah dia lakukan. Mungkin kami akan jumpa lewat  sikit tapi InsyaAllah jumpa but the most important thing is kami tetap  bersama sampai syurga. I don't say you need to be perfect, tapi biarlah  sama-sama mahu berubah kearah kebaikan. Saya rasa itu lebih baik. Yang  bertanggungjawab atas tanggungannya (isteri + anak2) yang bukan mudah  melepaskan cerai di mulut. Yang sama-sama berusaha to cherish the marriage i think that is enough. I know who says material do not important, but who says materials is everything? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3618607977111917666?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3618607977111917666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/08/nikah-cerai-rujuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3618607977111917666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3618607977111917666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/08/nikah-cerai-rujuk.html' title='Nikah, cerai &amp; Rujuk'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4433573117512679887</id><published>2011-07-22T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T12:08:09.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Dhuha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/1e-9puhEZ-I/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e-9puhEZ-I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e-9puhEZ-I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Semoga bertambah rezeki kita semua dari sumber yang baik dan halal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/1e-9puhEZ-I"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4433573117512679887?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4433573117512679887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/07/dhuha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4433573117512679887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4433573117512679887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/07/dhuha.html' title='Dhuha'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4735492264570845673</id><published>2011-07-20T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T18:13:40.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Berjanji</title><content type='html'>Berstatus single and&amp;nbsp;available&amp;nbsp;bukan syarat untuk sewenang-wenangnya menerima sesiapa sahaja dalam hidup tanpa berfikir panjang. It is look easy, you're not attach or do not have any&amp;nbsp;commitment with other but when it come to heart it is complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat awak yang ingin saya berjanji, saya mohon maaf. I am not ready yet to say any promises right now. Sebab saya berjanji bukan untuk dimungkiri. Pengalaman teach me well about promise. If you really want me to make a promise so make effort to see that :P make effort to make me believe in you, make effort to realize me that i will do not have any regret to make a promise to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It easy to think about love, to talk or to wish for it. But it always never easy to recognize love even when we are holding it in our own hands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4735492264570845673?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4735492264570845673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/07/berjanji.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4735492264570845673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4735492264570845673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/07/berjanji.html' title='Berjanji'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-8243988302693139882</id><published>2011-07-13T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:08:07.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>CITA 11</title><content type='html'>Sedar sik sedar tok CITA kedua aku... dah 2 tahun rupanya.. Mungkin toklah last CITA yalah x tauk gik apa jadi lepas tok.. Nie tauk aku pindah kerja ka paling2 pun d reshuffle dari FIT...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi apa-apapun aku nang enjoy CITA kali tok.. all the performance nang best2... thanks to all yang telah bersuha keras menjayakan this conference.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha! Before ku lupak i really want to say thanks a lot to Hilton's Chef for made a Kueh tiaw soup for my lunch today. Ya lah nyawa org demam nang x da selera langsung tekak tok nak makan apa2.. Nasib lah tadik ada kueh tiaw sup ya ajaklah aku makan.. i do love cakes tapi huhu nang x dapat tekak tok nak nerimak nang rasa pedih jak rasa tekak.. Tapi x mok lah ku nak ngekot glak rasa tekak tok.. yalah mun dah x makan klk lain gik cita nak? Cgek gik masalah timbul.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, mun ada jodoh, berksempatan 2 tahun akan datang kita jumpa lagik ok?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-8243988302693139882?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/8243988302693139882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/07/cita-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8243988302693139882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8243988302693139882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/07/cita-11.html' title='CITA 11'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-957161494868268690</id><published>2011-06-28T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T11:19:38.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Cinta Dalam Hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Read again the past entry, most of the entry full of emotion. Not a good emotion bad sad emotion. Seems this blog is for bad mood time. But, if&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;read my other blog, it was totally different with full of energy, full spirit to survive and when&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;reading it will help me feel more energetic again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;It should not be the reason to be sad. While we had a&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;millions of&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;grateful. Sometimes we forget&amp;nbsp;ourselves, with all the pleasure we had and when the time Allah give the test to us, we start to question Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;We are to arrogant~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;I promise to myself, I will enjoy my life to the fullest. Love is the best thing to beat haters. Love sincerely. With no condition, or with hope that people will love me back as much as I love them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-957161494868268690?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/957161494868268690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/06/cinta-dalam-hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/957161494868268690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/957161494868268690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/06/cinta-dalam-hati.html' title='Cinta Dalam Hati'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-603334724298205845</id><published>2011-06-04T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:34:56.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Tanpamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/cK7H-3vIO9c/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cK7H-3vIO9c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cK7H-3vIO9c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tanpamu hidup jadi sunyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanpamu ku seakan mati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanpamu bagai malam tanpa bintang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanpamu aku akan tersesat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanpamu tiada lagi hasrat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanpamu seakan jantungku berhenti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kau yang terindah dalam hidup ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan tak akan pernah berubah selamanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku terlahir hanyalah untuk kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadi pelindung dirimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanpamu nafasku terhenti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keranamu aku ada disini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tetap bersamaku selalu disampingku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Untuk selamanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasih yakinlah kepada diriku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sayang dan cintaku pun hanya untukmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan takkan berubah untuk selamanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cintaku padamu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Rasa kadang tak terucap dengan kata. Kadang, lagu yang berdendang cukup menceritakan semua... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-603334724298205845?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/603334724298205845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/06/tanpamu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/603334724298205845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/603334724298205845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/06/tanpamu.html' title='Tanpamu'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5656823043665979125</id><published>2011-05-23T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:26:24.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>awak lah..</title><content type='html'>Boleh tak jangan tanya hati saya untuk siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh tak jangan ambik kisah dengan sapa saya keluar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh tak jangan ambik kisah rindu saya pada siapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan saya tak nak bagi tahu, tapi saya rasa kalau saya pun tanya soalan yang sama pada awak, awak pun susah nak jawab sekarang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tahu hati awak untuk siapa, saya tak nak kerana hanya rasa bersalah u still with me.. we still can be friend, we still can text each other, we still call each other, biarlah awak dengan sapa-sapa pun tak kisah lah.. &lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(bukan saya tak nak kisah, but i need to learn to live without you as a lover anymore) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rasa keadaan kita sekarang lebih baik bukan? No more cries, no more fear. I know i still not over you yet, but a part of it, i already can accept may yes that we are meant to fall in love with each other but may be not for meant together. ALLAH lebih tahu what best for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i bercakap macam sik ada perasaan lah, macam not understand you and what, but i guess having a girlfriend is a signal that you already move on. May be because of me you still need to be kind to me and everything... tapi i just want you to know i have learned step by step without you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5656823043665979125?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5656823043665979125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/05/awak-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5656823043665979125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5656823043665979125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/05/awak-lah.html' title='awak lah..'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2699410951945576771</id><published>2011-05-06T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T17:35:06.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Selamat hari Ibu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Bersempena dengan hari ibu ahad tok kamek nak ucapkan&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;jutaan terimak kaseh&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;kepada para ibu sekalian sebab menyayangi anak2 anda dengan kaseh sayang yang tidak pernah berbelah bagi, anda mencurahkan segala kudrat demi mereka dengan relanya... sik da nak tuntut OT indah bila terpaksa jaga cdak tengah2 malam sebab deman, sik dah nak ngerepak2 bila nak jaga cdak time sakit... merengek nya lah, merentah nya... nang macam jak perange eh! tapi kitak org semua tetap menjalankan tugas sebagai seorang ibu dengan baik...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;dan buat mak kamek yang tersayang... beribu pun terima kaseh kamek ucapkan sik akan pernah dapat membalas jasa mak menyayangi kamek. mengimbau kenangan kamek sebagai seorang anak yang paling berolah skali dalam family *mcm adik beradik banyak gilak* nang mek rasa walau apa pun yang mek polah nek tok sik akan dapat balas jasa mak n bapak ... dengan malas nya gik, disaster gler aku tok eh! mun sik 10 kali mak gerak bangun pagi nang belommmmm... mun sik sampei nya ngerepak belom bangun *masyaAllah, disaster punya malas* tapi ya lah.. bayangkan lah mun mak ku malas nak melayan perange aku ya nak ka sik pegi sekolah dah? nak ka dah sik pande? nak ka ku alu sik pat kerja d unimas tok...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;belom gik time ku ngidam nak makan... macam2 nak d pintak... balik jak sekolah time weekend dolok2 marek "&lt;em&gt;mak, mintak laksa sarawak"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;wah! siap oder.. pa ku ingat mak aku ya toke kede makan ka apa? p nya polah jwak k ku...&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;*nyem2.. harus mintak ngan mak minggu tok*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;mintak masak kari manok lah.. "mak, sik mok sup ayam a.. mok kari..&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;KARI!&lt;/strong&gt;" wah boleh gik ya berik arahan.... ingat mak aku ya chef ka? skati jak nak arah2... p yalah nya polah jwak sampei kluar ayat nya " ktk tok eh, udah gik makan kari.. lejuk mak masak kari k ktk eh" p yalah.. mun dah ku mintak nya polah jwak...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;mun time demam, time tekak sakit, air liur pahit.. nya nang akan coba masak masakan fav aku.. p ya lah nama dah demam nie lah mok makan nak? nyalah mlm2 berjaga, jaga ku demam... sian kan? even dah besar tok pun.. aku paling cungek skali mun time sakit&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;*well org sakit, jiwa sensitip*&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;p yalah nya still jwak treat aku mcm dolok2 jwak... sumtimes aku lupak yang aku tok dah kerja, dah besar duhal.. tp yalah suma jak mak, sikit-sikit mak, nak g beli barang pun.. tunggu mak lah..&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;malas &amp;lt;--- dah besar pun malas still disaster skali&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;time2 ku stress d opis tok... nangis2 lah kol mak.. hahah lucu2 p nya layan jwak... berjam2 klaka kedak org dating.... sampei abang sebelah rumah aku ya pk ku klaka ngan gerek hahaha... dolok masa ku ada masalah d opis, nya lah sentiasa yang sentiasa support aku, nya org yang akan percaya dengan kemampuan aku even kadang2 nya madah&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;"malas mak dengar nak pa dipadah ktk ya... angan2 jak lebih hahaha"&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;p aku tauk nya sentiasa doakan yang terbaik untuk anaknya bah...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;she is very supportive... time carik jodoh... sibok lah nya madah... ayat paling power mak aku&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;"boh carik kaya glak, asal nya sayang ngan ktk, anak2 ktk, jaga ktk bagus2 cukuplah... mak x mintak lebih"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;sampei at one time ku pernah madah ngan nya.. "mak, doa mak makbul, boleh x doa mek kawen ngan laki kaya?" hahaha teeeeeeeet! dah kenak balit ayat power nya... suka bah aku nak nyakat nya hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;apa2 pun.... she is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;person i ever had... very supportive person... patient person... mun sik saba dah lamak ku tok d tikam nya d tasik unimas kampus timur *sebab time aku lahir kampus barat belom wujud* nya sll pesan... "walau macam nie pun kerja, badan kita pun mesti mok rehat jwak... kerja kerja jwak.. p badan mesti mok ada rehat... bok boleh kerja dengan tenang...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;dan kamek yakin... setiap ibu sentiasa mendoakan yang terbaik untuk anak nya... gne pun anak nya. nya still akan sayang jwak.. sebab ya lah org madah kaseh mak membawa ke syurga... dan buat para ibu sekalian, sik kiralah yang dah jadi ibu atau yang bakal jadi ibu, terima kaseh atas jasa anda sekalian... semoga hidup anda sentiasa di dalam nur dan kasih Nya... dan semoga anak-anak anda berjaya dan menjadi anak yang soleh dan solehah amin...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;buat yang x da masa ya, jaoh ka call lah mak-mak anda, at least mun x pat nak merik hadiah... greet cdak nya... bukan cdak nya mintak harta ktk org pun... sik pian cdak bah... cukuplah baginya ktk org ingat dengan nya... ya yang penting&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI IBU &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2699410951945576771?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2699410951945576771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/05/selamat-hari-ibu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2699410951945576771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2699410951945576771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/05/selamat-hari-ibu.html' title='Selamat hari Ibu'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2991951489003897432</id><published>2011-04-15T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T12:56:08.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>New Offer</title><content type='html'>Ada dapat interview untuk SPA minggu-minggu depan... Lagi 2 minggu lah... Aku tak tahu aku nak terima ke tak. Sebelah kata ya, sebelah lagi kata errrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memanglah gred nya masih sama cuma skop tugas tu dah berbeza... Yang aku mintak nie memang yang aku suka tapi kadang-kadang yang kita suka tu tak semestinya yang terbaik untuk kita kan kan kan? Tapi kalau tak terbaik takkan Tuhan bagi rezeki ni untuk aku kan? hrmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye lah walau pun orang kata "pergi lah interview tu dulu kerja tu pun tak tahu dapat ke tak" tapi masalah nya kalau dah tak nak tak yah lah nak buat preparation untuk interview tu macam nak rak, kalau dah buat tapi tak dapat lain cerita. Masalahnya kalau aku tak nak kerja ni tapi buat preparation pastu dapat lepas tu tolak macam ganggu rezeki orang lain jer.. baik dari awal2 aku buat2 tak nak terimak... So orang tu pun tak berharap yang aku akan terima kerja nie betul tak dan orang lain yang lebih memerlukan itu pun terbela nasibnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau aku stay kerja kat UNIMAS - aku ada elaun untuk klinik, tak yah risau pasal sewa rumah, tak yah risau macam mana dengan study lagi sebab rumah dekat dengan UiTM, tak yah risau tiket nak balik kuching, bila2 boleh balik kampung,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekurangan nya: Sekarang nie aku tak di provide PC, kerja nie macam aku tak berapa nak suka, aku rasa terbeban dengan amanah yang senang tapi kadang-kadang aku susah nak laksanakan, then boss tanya "kerja senang pun tak dapat buat ke?" ermmm jangan salah anggap ye saya tak ambik hati pun... kat cne susah nak naik pangkat, susah nak dapat elaun untuk study, sebab orang kat sini berebut-rebut nak sambung blaja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau pilih SPA: fully federal aku rasa tu jer yang aku tahu... dan aku suka kerja dengan mahkamah, dari dulu lagi aku bercita-cita nak jadi peguam, nak dudok dalm environment mahkamah dan sebagainya tapi tulah tak tahu lagi environment yang sebenar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekurangan: gaji sama jer dengan gaji aku sekarang, jauh dari keluarga, high cost d KL tinggi, kena risau dengan study lagi, akan banyak kerja, akan kerja dengan hakim2 dan segala lagi berkaintan kes2... ermmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku pilih SPA macam tu bukan pilihan yang tepat tapi entahlah... tak dapat nak decide kena cari maklumat sebanyak mungkin dulu then baru dapat decide.. then berdoa banyak2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2991951489003897432?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2991951489003897432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-offer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2991951489003897432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2991951489003897432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-offer.html' title='New Offer'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-9176997743960034696</id><published>2011-04-08T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:51:20.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>a TRILLION sorry</title><content type='html'>Why when we care a lot about their feeling eventually we hurt them? Sedangkan our first intention memang tak sanggup nak lukakan hati sesiapa pun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuan Momo yang terpaksa di lukakan hati nya. Saya TERPAKSA, and swear it hurt me a lot, but i know i have too. The condition is, aku yang tak mampu nak pretend that i feel OK&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;he texts me or called me. Cause i can't pretend that we're friend sedangkan secara fakta we EX couple. Maaf Tuan Momo saya tak mampu untuk berbuat seperti mana yang pernah awak lakukan sebelum ini... sememangnya saya terpaksa untuk bergaduh, terpaksa buat awak marah saya, terpaksa buat segala-galanya yang menyakitkan hati awak, terpaksa buat awak BENCI saya, terpaksa buat awak kena lupakan saya. Sebab saya tak ada kekuatan untuk tinggalkan awak. Sememangnya saya tak ada kekuatan untuk cuma beranggapan yang kita cuma mampu setakat berkawan. When you said that "perhubungan kita ini memang tak akan dapat pergi kemana-mana pun, dan kita hanya dapat untuk berkawan" It feel a whole world on top of me. Sesak. Tak bernafas. Hilang kata-kata. Tapi itulah fakta nya. Funny kan, kadang-kadangkan kita tahu itulah yang akan berlaku, tapi when we heard people saying it out kita seolah-olah tak mampu nak menerima, kenape erk? Sedangkan itulah yang sebenarnya... but why i HATE to hear that? but why it make me cry when u saying that? whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy???????? *sob sob*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuan Momo, saya minta maaf ye, saya tak dapat terima kewujudan DIA walau beribu kali awak kata yang kita nie kawan. Saya cuma tak dapat, saya tak mampu. Jadi saya ambik keputusan lebih baik saya buat awak macam nie, sekurang-kurangnya saya rasa kesakitan and that makes feel alive compare to pretend that i your friend dan tak memijak pada bumi nyata, sentiasa di awangan bersama mimpi yang tak akan pernah jadi kenyataan pun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebenarnya, aku pun tak tahu keputusan aku nie betul ke tidak. Yang aku tahu aku berserah jer segala-galanya pada Allah. Sesunggunya Allah sebaik-sebaik pertolongan. Aku yakin DIA tahu apa yang terbaik untuk aku, dan sesungguhnya aku tak pernah berjumpa dengan orang yang salah, dan terutama Tuan Momo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan buat Momo, kau kena jaga tuan kau baik-baik tau! Penat aku cari tuan kau. Aku memang tahu yang aku tak akan pernah dapat jaga dia pun, so aku amanahkan dia pada kau. Aku akan jadi kawan dia satu hari nanti sebab aku tak bermusuh dengan sapa-sapa pun cuma yang pastinya bukan sekarang. Selagi aku masih sayang dia aku rasa slagi itulah aku rasa lebih baik aku berdiam diri dari dia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all i can do now, STAY POSITIVE!!! itu je yang harus aku buat sekarang... i know it is hard but at least it is worth!&amp;nbsp;FIGHTING efa!!! You can do it!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-9176997743960034696?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/9176997743960034696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/04/trillion-sorry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/9176997743960034696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/9176997743960034696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/04/trillion-sorry.html' title='a TRILLION sorry'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6242167916459117375</id><published>2011-03-28T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:41:49.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Dalam kepeningan kepala</title><content type='html'>Aku sedih nie. Tapi sedih dalam hati je... Kat luar hati tak sedih.. *boleh ke macam tu?* &amp;nbsp;Aku sebenarnya tak tahu apa yang aku sedihkan. Apa yang pasti nya aku mengalami kesedihan yang terlampau sehingga tak boleh nak menangis. Ha itulah tanda-tanda kesedihan aku di tahap kritikal. Bila selera mengurang tapi masa tido bertambah itu juga salah satu tanda aku berasa dalam keadaan yang sangat sedih dan tertekan. Aku sendiri pun hairan sebenarnya penyebab sebenar aku sedih. Setakat tuan momo tu dah tak de ada hubungan yang serius dengan aku pun nak sedih macam gler ke? Patut ke? Ermmmm putus kaseh je kot.. Tak kan nak sedih sangat kot.. Tapi well, aku pun manusia gak, even aku nie nampak macam 48 jam happy jer tapi dalam hati tak dak sapa tahu.. *terkeluak pulak slang kedah, padahal orang SARAWAK. aku ulang, aku originally org Sarawak.. cuma kamek sik tulis bahasa sarawak jak, kelak kitak orang sik faham*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, balik kepada cerita sedih aku nie tadi... Perasaan nie kan susah kan kite nak agak.... hari ni boleh lah kate tak suka, kata tak kisah tapi esok-esok tak tahu lagi. Itulah... nama pun manusia kan? Bila aku text tapi dia tak reply, i call dia tak angkat sapa cakap aku tak sedih. Sedih sebenarnya cuma tak leh nak merengek macam dulu... Pak we orang kot! GILA ape! Aku tak delah nak tujuan apepun tulis nie, saje je nak luah kan perasaan sedih nie jer. Yelah dah tak de kawan kan? Jadilah blog nie kawan aku. Bukan aku tak de kawan, tapi aku malas nak cite dengan sesape, nanti bosan pulak kawan-kawan aku dengar asyik cakap rindu dia jerrr. Blog tak pandai komplen lagi satu,. dugong aku pun tak pernah komplen. Walau semua kawan-kawang aku yang mengenali dugong *husna kata ikan basi* [c*****k] betul tapi itulah sebab aku sayang sangat dengan dugong terdampar itu. Sebab hanya dia lah tempat aku mengalirkan air mata kalau mata aku nie dah tak larat nak tampung hujan. Kalau tak de teman tido macam dulu-dulu maklumlah adik beradik aku nie tak banyak, so setiap sorang akan dapat bilik sendiri, so kena tido sorang, dugonglah yang temankan aku tido. Time hujang yang sangat lebat di tambah kilat dan guruh yang menakutkan hanya dugonglah peneman setia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kira-kira rupanya dah lebih setahun aku terbiasa ada dia. Ada orang tolong tiupkan makanan yang panas. Lidah aku nie sensitif tahap gaban sikit, memang tak leh nak telah makanan yang panas, even orang lain kata dah tak panas, lidah aku still tak leh terimak kalau makanan tu tak cukuo sejuk. Bukan sengaja nak buat-buat manja tapi dah fitrah aku macam tu tak leh nak kata apa. So sekarang memandangkan tak de orang yang aku sejukkan makanan aku lagi &amp;nbsp;aku buar solution dengan mempraktiskan ledah aku dengan minum minuman yang panas, aku letak dalam&amp;nbsp;tumbler&amp;nbsp;*yang boleh tahan panas,&amp;nbsp;tumbler&amp;nbsp;nie boleh beli d COSWAY, murah jer.. RM 16 kalau ali* Nie lah salah satu jara yang aku belajar balik untuk independent. Nanti tak delah kenak tunggu dengan lamanya makanan tu nak sejuk. Tapi sebenarnya tak delah berjaye sangat pun. Hari-hari pun aku buat, tak de nyer lidah aku nie. Melecur pun melecur lah.. Malas nak layan manja lidah aku nie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semalam aku temankan housemate aku nie pergi Guardian. Terasa sedih pulak, yelah tu tempat wajib setiap bulan kite orang nak beli&amp;nbsp;toiletries. Masuk-masuk jer sana rasa macam sedih sangat, tak tahu kenapa. Tapi yelah sedar kot kali nie aku tak pergi dengan dia dan tak akan pergi lagi dengan dia kot. Dan tiba-tiba macam tak de barang nak beli, padahal sebelom-sebelom nie tak boleh tengok Guardian ade je yang tak cukup kat rumah. Btw itu menjimat kan duit, tapi itulah yang buat aku mengakui kata-kata mak aku yang tersayang. Dia selalu pesan, "Buat ape duit banyak kalau hati tak bahagia? tak kisah berapa banyak duit yang kita ada yang penting bahagia, kalau duit sikit pun, pandai belanja dan ada orang buat kita bahagia itu lebih baik" Well betulalah tu.. aku pernah baca kata-kata yang lebih kurang macam nie lah maksudnya "Tak kisah wat u server for dinner, tapi apa yang pentingn with whom you the dinner" Kemewahan sik menjamin apa jika hati sik bahagia. Pengajaran untuk aku jwak.. MONEY is NOT everything! It is important but doesnt mean tanpa duit yang banyak kau tak dapat nak hidup bahagia. Kadang-kadang dengan kesempitan buat kita lebih menghargai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walau macam mana sedih pun dalam hati ini aku akan tetap control ayu biarlah dalam hati aku seperti ribut taufan yang penting tak de orang yang tahu. Dan pengajaran yang aku dapat, kalau korang tok berkaseh tak de salah nya, tapi kena pastikan mak bapak kedua-dua belah pihak approve. Kalau niat tu betul, jumpa je skali dua terus lah bawak jumpa mak bapak, nanti tak delah dah bertahun berkaseh then mak bapak baru find out tup tup tak approve nahas! Kan dah jadi macam aku, tu lah yang namanya menangis tak berair mata. Kalau mak bapak yang jenis OK jer tak pe... siap buat tag celcom lagi "the power is in your hand" itu tak kisah, tapi kalau anda-anda tu tahu mak bapak korang jenis yang macam mana pandai-pandai adjust sendirilah ye. Nanti jangan pulak padan muka macam aku. Yang sakit hati sendiri bukan hati mak bapak kita. Kalau dapat tahan sakit hati tak pe kalau tak tahan, tup tup lepas tu meroyan kuching, tak ke payah. Bukan apa aku kata penting jumpa mak bapak, sebab keberkatan kita pun datangnya dari keberkatan ibu bapa, kalau mak bapak dah tak berkat macam mana tuhan nak berkat? Kalau mak bapak tak berkat sampai kita dah beranak pinak nanti anak-anak pulak tak dapat berkat nenek dan atoknya, tak ke payah macam tu? Nanti jangan pulak kita nak salahkan anak-anak tak dengar kata lah, apalah, itulah salah satu puncanya. Sebab itulah dari aku memikirkan perkara yang lebih teruk baik lah teruk sampai sini sahaja, Jodoh, maut rezeki semua di tangan Tuhan. Kalau ia berkehendakan sesuatu itu terjadi begitu, sapa kita mengkehendakinya berlaku begini?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Be strong now, because things will get better, it may be&amp;nbsp;stormy&amp;nbsp;now but it can't rain forever&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may not see me i'm hurt,&lt;br /&gt;He may not see my cries,&lt;br /&gt;but everytime he acts he don't care.. i die inside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6242167916459117375?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6242167916459117375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/dalam-kepeningan-kepala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6242167916459117375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6242167916459117375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/dalam-kepeningan-kepala.html' title='Dalam kepeningan kepala'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5099088052535347932</id><published>2011-03-17T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:51:10.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Samdong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dia sebenarnya satu watak yang di lakonkan oleh Kim Soo Hyun dalam drama bersisir Dream High yang di tayangkan di Astro channel 391. Secara ringkasnya, drama ini mengisahkan kegigihan pelajar-pelajar Kirin Art dalam mengejar impian masing-masing and of course lah tak boleh nak lari dari kisah percintaan. Ala biasalah lah kan? Kalau tak bercinta memang boleh, tapi sebenarnya hidup tak lengkap tanpa cinta. Tak percaya? Kita hidup nie pun kerana cinta Allah kepada kita, semua nikmat yang kita dapat nie kerana cinta dan sayangnya Allah kepada kita. Tapi kenapa pulak bila Cinta di sentuh ada yang cakap "Cinta? apa barang tu beb?" Nie versi rock "Cinta? eauuuuu tak main lan cinta cintun nie, gelilah"&amp;lt;-- Versi orang yang tak pernah bercinta "Cinta? saya benci cinta, cinta buat saya menderita, cinta buat saya gila, cinta buat...." Ehhh stoppp!!! erkkk tu versi orang putus cinta dan tak bersyukur namanya... hahahaha kenapa aku kata macam tu? Sebab Cinta tak pernah kita jadi lemah, cinta tak pernah pun buat kita merana, semua itu terjadi kerana kita yang berfikiran macam tu? Aku cakap macam aku tak pernah putus cinta bukan? Sapa kata aku tak pernah putus cinta? Kerana aku pernah putus cinta lah maka aku dengan berani nya mengeluarkan statement macam tu. Sebab aku dah ada pengalaman. Rasa sedih tu memang kadang-kadang kita perlu rasa, supaya kita sedar kelemahan dan kekurangan, supaya kita boleh sedar yang hidup yang penuh nikmat nie kadang-kadang nikmat tu Tuhan ambik sekejap, sebab nak uji kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Apapun aku sebenarnya salute dengan Samdong dalam drami nie, kerana dia telah membuktikan kerana cinta dia semakin kuat. Walaupun perempuan yang dia suka tu sukat kat orang lain tapi dia tak peduli pun, ni lah contoh cinta sejati. Jangan pulak korang kata cinta macam nie tak wujud k. InsyaAllah korang akan jumpa cinta yang macam nie untuk korang, insyaAllah untuk aku pun :D dan untuk sesiapa yang cinta nya macam Samdong di harap bersabarlah ye, insyaAllah kalau dia untuk kamu maka akan bersama tapi kalau tak makna nya ada lah tu yang lebih baik untuk kamu.. Apapun layan dulu video di bawah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QTDjACdBVrw?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5099088052535347932?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5099088052535347932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/samdong_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5099088052535347932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5099088052535347932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/samdong_17.html' title='Samdong'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QTDjACdBVrw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5726650745732530727</id><published>2011-03-14T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:29:47.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>He is my best partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;He is Andrew Matthews. He is the author of the million seller follow your heart, the author of being a happy teenagers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I’m growing up with full of questions, full of anger of my self, trying to accept my self and lots of problem as a teen. I am a perfectionist before, may be a part of if because of I am a scorpion. I do love perfection and when things go worse I pressure myself a lot, I started to hate my self more and i feel that I don’t deserve to live. But luckily I found this book early before I start to become a trouble person in society. *Alhamdulillah* The book is Being a happy teenagers. I read the book for the countless count. Until at one time I remember all the stories in it, what the quotes given in the book. Just because I want to make sure that I remember all those stories when I needed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;As I growing up, I had my first job and it is permanent. All people said that im very lucky to have a job in early of age, during that time I am only 19 years old. At the few early years of my working period I got problem with my job, I got problem with self esteem, I got problem with money, I got problem with my parents, problem one by one came worse and worse everyday. And one day i committed to suicide. Even I know that is a big sin to do that but if that can make everyone around me happy im willing to do that. But after that I realize I need to pray. Then I started to pray and pray and pray a lot. At that time I don’t know where to ask help, I don’t know with whom I should talk about my problem and Alhamudillah I still have a friend as I consider as my sister. I talk to her a lot about problem, I cried a lot at that time, and immediately she bought a ticket to Miri for me. Relief! While in Miri, I keep thinking what I should do when I;m coming back to Kuching? Are people in my office will accept me they way i am? Can I handle task from my boss? And lots lots lots of thought! It is the same. It is either in Kuching or Miri the problem still chasing me. And finally, I feel so tired of all that. I feel tired of being sucked, I feel so tired of giving up. And I promise to my self, once I step in Kuching I promise to change! Change from my regularly routine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It is true; sometime you need break in the middle of things. It will help to bring you back on track.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Landed on Kuching finally, after a week vacation in Miri. Looked at Kuching International Airport, I can feel that my heart beats faster. Am I ready enough to get through all of this? Am I ready enough to stand alone? Yes! I Did finally. I started doing my new routine; I went to cinemas alone, shopping alone, went to coffeehouse just to smell the coffee. I went to bookstore, looking for the new books to read; any book including love comic. And for the second times, the same author be my partner again. For This time, Follow Your Heart. I read and read and read the book. I bring it wherever I go. And Alhamdullillah I started to change. Trying to be more positive, trying the best in my job, trying to be happy with who I am.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Then the new phase is coming.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Love.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I am falling in love with the unexpected guy; Heyward Maxwell.  To be with him is the greatest moment I had. We have gone through thick and thin more than a year. But without blessed from parents it will not going anywhere. To be honest, as a normal person I did blamed him, blamed my self because of the break up. But now I realized, I will not be able to change the fact. All I can do is accept what had happened, I will forgive myself for blaming him, forgive myself for being mad at him, forgive myself for being harsh with him and of course I need to forgive Heyward as well from the bottom with my heart. He is not the one that supposedly be blamed after both of us put much effort in this relationship.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Be or without him I will enjoy my life to the fullest! Nothing will change. While I still have parent to love me, still have sister, and insyaAllah will have brother in law in another few more months I don’t think I have a reason to be grieved so long. Like mom said “Mun dah macam ya takdir nya, macam nielah nak molah nak? Sik apalah” Relief! So relief! Mom always gives the best answer that I want to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;This is for Heyward, for this time I will not delete your name again in my entry. Cause you know what, we had keep our relationship from people for quite long time before so when we are become friend why shouldn’t I hiding your name again for this time? You are the most emotion people I ever met after my mom. Sometimes it is good for you but sometimes it is not. I do hope you enjoy your life to the fullest. Forgive me and most important forgive yourself! It is allowed to be sad, it is allowed to cry cause that is a sign that you are still alive but you must know when to stop.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;And for myself~ I shouldn’t stop writing. It will help me to keep alive, be at track and keep moving. No matter what happen, no matter what obstacle coming around keeps writing is the best method to remind myself! Not for other people to read just to remind myself what I have gone trough, and why it is worth to try in LIFE….  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;You will be happy with stuff only if you can be happy without stuff.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;For this come around, im done with Happiness in Hard Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5726650745732530727?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5726650745732530727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-is-my-best-partner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5726650745732530727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5726650745732530727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-is-my-best-partner.html' title='He is my best partner'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5773476063225201958</id><published>2011-03-09T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T17:35:27.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Dari kisah si Jimmy (host af8)</title><content type='html'>"Doakan yang terbaik untuk saya" -Harian Metro Rabu, 9 Mac 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilah kita sama-sama mendoakan yang terbaik untuk Jimmy [Jimmy Norjahan Salleh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan nak cerita perihal rumha tangga Jimmy dan isteri nya. &lt;i&gt;Aku bukan kaki gosip ok&lt;/i&gt;! Tapi apa yang aku nak sampaikan kali ini tentang perasaan terhadap orang yang kita sayang. &lt;b&gt;Cinta&lt;/b&gt;.... Apa yang boleh di tafsirkan dari &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;CINTA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bila cinta datang sanggup berkorban jiwa dan raga, sanggup susah dan payah bersama tapi kenapa begitu mudah Cinta itu berlalu pergi. Cinta yang di cari akan pergi (Cuti-cuti Cinta) Tapi kalau tak cari adakah cinta itu akan datang menemui kita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan di tinggalkan orang yang kita sayang memang susah nak sembuh, samaada dia pergi kerana menumi Tuhan-Nya, ataupun kerana berjumpa dengan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CINTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baru, ataupun dah tak serasi tapi dah bertahun bercinta. Cinta yang pergi kerana Tuhan-Nya memang kita tak boleh nak komen, tapi cinta-cinta yang lain nie apa kes pulak? Dah bertahun bercinta, dah beribu duit habis tengok wayang [antara sebab David Teo kaya raya], petrol kreta dah berpuluh-puluh&amp;nbsp;liter&amp;nbsp;habis sebab nak bawak kekasih jalan-jalan eventually break up macam tu jer? bercerai macam tu je? Setakat bercouple agak nya sedih pun, awak maseh kira beruntung lagi sebab tak kawen lagi ok. Yang dah kawen nie? Tak ke lagi sedih? Dah share satu katil yang kecik tu sama2 [yang kaya lain cite lah] kadang-kadang tak de katil, tilam je ade ha itulah yang di share setiap hari bertahu-tahun tiba-tiba bila ade rezeki lebih datang, dah dapat beli katil terus nak tinggalkan orang yang susah payah dengan kita? patut ke bang? patut ke kak? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yang saya cerite nie tak masuk kes kaki pelempang laki or bini ok!Tu aku tak nak komen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Ermmm pelik aku tengok dunia sekarang nie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nie aku nak tinggal sikit pesanan lah kepada sudara dan saudari, tuan dan puan. abang dan kakak dan sesiapapun lah termasuklah aku sendiri... Kalau benar &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CINTA&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yang kita pernah ada itu tiba-tiba hilang dari dalam hati kita maka berbincanglah secara elok dengan bekas orang yang tersayang kita tu, sentiasalah berdoa yang terbaik untuk kedua-dua pihak, janganlah nak pentingkan perasaan sendiri jer, jangan tipu bekas orang yang kita sayang tu, kerana dengan menipu nya, akan lebih menambah kesakitan, dah kalau dia dah kata dia dah tak sayang tu jangan lah paksa pulak yer! adelah tu orang yang lebih baik dari dia, Kalau pun kita yakin yang dia memang milik kita, InsyaAllah cepat atau lambat dia akan milik kita juga.. Apepun banyak-banyaklah berdoa... Kerana hati dan perasaan ini rahsia Ilahi.. Hanya dia yang mengetahui apa yang terbaik untuk kita semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes you have to be apart from your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;one, but doesn't make you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; them any &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LESS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Sometimes you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; them &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5773476063225201958?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5773476063225201958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/dari-kisah-si-jimmy-host-af8.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5773476063225201958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5773476063225201958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/dari-kisah-si-jimmy-host-af8.html' title='Dari kisah si Jimmy (host af8)'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-9221165173204656488</id><published>2011-03-02T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T17:26:03.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Ritual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;14 febuary, Hari Valentine.. or dalam bahasa melayu nya Hari Memperingati Kekasih. dalam Islam memang di tegah untuk menyambut hari-hari seperti ini. Aku memang tak sambut hari tu.. Apa yang aku ingat untuk hari tu adalah, driving lesen aku tamat tempoh so kena renew dan kena keluarkan duit haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Bt the way, untuk tahun nie aku saje-saje jelah nak cuti. Terms nya annual leave. Sebab nya keesokkan nya public holiday untuk Malaysia. Bersempena dengan Maulidur rasul [selawat dan salam keatas, nabi junjungan Muhammad S.A.W] Jadilah cuti panjang bermula sabtu, ahad, isnin dan rabu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;actually, im tyring to do video blog so this is my first step... errrr please do not comment on this video cause i knoe it is more stupid than stupid hahaha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Btw, ada aku kesah? apa yang penting is, KAMI enjoy the moment yang sesat di pekan Lundu Dush dush.. malu giler kot... tak dapat jumpa jalan keluar, dah nak sampai 7 kali kita orang pusing pekan tu tapi tak jumpa jalan keluar.. Last last kite orang tanyalah dengan oragn-orang yang dok situ.. Dah tu kite org gelak mcam hantu dalam kereta sebab bodoh sangat. Pekan tak lah besar mane pun tapi jalan keluar tak jumpa.. Hampeh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-9221165173204656488?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/9221165173204656488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/ritual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/9221165173204656488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/9221165173204656488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/03/ritual.html' title='Ritual'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7627258477600127803</id><published>2011-02-28T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:22:53.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Cinta Monyet</title><content type='html'>Malam semalam, aku membuka semula kotak surat lamak. Yang didalam nya menyimpan seribu rahsia hati di zaman sekolah, menyimpan seribu rasa sayang dan menyampah dengan sekolah :D sayang nya kotak yang menyimpan seribu rahsia itu belom sempat untuk diambil gambarnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then i know i love to write since i was 15 years old, reading again my old diary buat aku ketawa sendiri tapi a part of it sebenarnya aku mengagumi aku yang dahulu. Cause it seem aku lebih bersemangat, lebih berfikiran positif lebih enjoy kehidupan aku berbanding sekarang. Kenapa agak nya ye? tak akan semakin aku membesar semakin lemah pulak jiwan nya? Macam tak logik jerrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm entahlah lah labu.. by the way baca balik mana-mana yang sempat tu teringat pulak pada cinta hati lama, pada admire lama, pada org yang aku selalu curi pandang untuk cuci mata hahahaha... Terbaik! Memang zaman sekolahlah yang paling seronok. Apa tak nya, hari ni boleh suka pada dia nie, esok boleh pulak tukar feeling.. Nama pun dah cinta monyet kan? No&amp;nbsp;commitment, no stress, apa yang ada is fun, fun and fun.. Kepada yang sesiapa yang saya pernah "jatuh cinta monyet" nie saya nak ucapkan terimak kaseh lah banyak-banyak yer sebab awak-awak semua telah menyebabkan saya bahagia seketika. saya mendokan anda sekalian akan berjumpa jodoh yang elok-elok dan diharap anda semua bahagia lah hendaknya.. Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau sesiapa yang dah nak kawen tu jemput-jemputlah saya ok? saya suka makan free nie :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7627258477600127803?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7627258477600127803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/02/cinta-monyet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7627258477600127803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7627258477600127803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/02/cinta-monyet.html' title='Cinta Monyet'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6055320721624493919</id><published>2011-02-21T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:23:35.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Refresh</title><content type='html'>i do need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenak lah di perumahan aku ya sik ada coverage mok online. Kitak orang tok tauk sik bertapa pentingnya talian internet sekarang, terutama sekali untuk orang macam aku tok. Idea dah lah datang spontan, mun di tangguh-tangguh alu sik ada feel agik nak nulis. Badar ilmu, sedap jak nama, tapi talian internet pun sik ada.. Haprak!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, apa sebenarnya yang aku mok cerita tok o? ermm hilang dah idea... Yalah mun nak nunggu lepas kol 5 bok nak up date blog kedak tok lah jadi nya.. Ya pun belom tentu gik dapat lepas kol 5 nang kompom dapat up date blog. Wahai ceo- ceo digi, celcom, maxis dan yang sewaktu dengan nya yang syarikat kitak orang ya menyediakan talian internet, tolonglah sediak talian ya cepat-cepat di kawan aku ya. Mok polah assingment pun susah bah! faham x?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6055320721624493919?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6055320721624493919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/02/refresh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6055320721624493919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6055320721624493919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/02/refresh.html' title='Refresh'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5347408206073515353</id><published>2011-01-14T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:23:51.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Tak berhenti</title><content type='html'>Musim hujan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam ya jwak lah perasaan aku. Hujan memanjang. Setiap malam menangis. Sik pun nampak air mata tapi menangis dalam hati. Tapi aku harap yang musim tengkujuh di hati aku tok akan berlalu dengan cepat. Hurt! it takes time to heal. Mesti orang senang jak madah, apa guna menangis, mun dah orang ya sik sayang kita, mun nya dah x perlukan kita, tapi aku tauk sebagai manusia biasa aku pun kadang-kadang kenak jwak menangis, supaya aku sedar diri yang aku tok hanya manusia biasa. Bila ada benda yang aku sik mampu polah, aku rasa sedih dan aku mengharapkan supaya Allah memberikan aku kekuatan untuk melaluinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aouch!!! i'm hurting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5347408206073515353?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5347408206073515353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/01/tak-berhenti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5347408206073515353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5347408206073515353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/01/tak-berhenti.html' title='Tak berhenti'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3733328893341212041</id><published>2011-01-12T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T12:46:30.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>Since today aku berjanji akan mengaktifkan blog tok seperti sebelom-sebelom tok. Bosan dah aku. Setiap apa jak percakapan akan menyebabkan orang ya terluka. So bagus aku SHUT my mouth and luahkan dalam blog. Sama jak meluah perasaan nak? Cuma medium nya jak berbeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa-apapun kepada orang ya, bukan mek giving up apa yang dah pernah kita ada, tapi mungkin kita patut bercuti dolok. Mun gik rasa macam nak pike apa kesan dan akibat nya bagus boh polah dan bagus untuk sik bersama. Enjoy life masing-masing. Penat untuk bergaduh sedangkan at the end nya, masing-masing tauk. "Pa hal mok kelaie, kita bukan ada apa-apa gik? " &amp;nbsp;masing-masing tauk yang kita memang dah PUTUS, tapi kenak maseh ada kelaie?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benar, kebenaran ya memang menyakitkan... The pain more than hurt! Kebenaran yang kamek orang memang dah putus, tapi sibok-sibok mok jadi kawan tapi sik dapat. Kak ya kelaie, hujung ayat nya... " i understand that we're NOT in special relation or what it just... hmmm i don't know what else i can say.." so apa lah ertinya? Last-last nyakit ati dik pun jak nak? Betul x?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah lah efa, tutup benda lamak and enjoy your life! No one will give you that. You need to give it to yourself.. For those yang single out there... Jom keluar, makan-makan and tengok wayang... :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3733328893341212041?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3733328893341212041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/01/focus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3733328893341212041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3733328893341212041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2011/01/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2902922697713176470</id><published>2010-12-28T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:53:20.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Kerna terpaksa</title><content type='html'>I'm really sorry, i need to do a hard decision.... Cause i know dalam hal tok kamek yang bersalah... dalam hal tok i'm the one yang sik kuat menangani cubaan. Tapi jangan ktk pike senang untuk kamek buat keputusan tok, sebab setelah banyak aspek yang kamek tangga dan lihat. Bok lah keputusan tok di buat. Keputusan tok di polah bukan kerana parents kamek atau masa depan kamek, tapi sebab yang paling utama keputusan tok di polah adalah because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamek sangat lemah bila menunggu, kamek tauk kamek memang kurang sifat sabar ya... kerana ya lah jwak antara sebab kamek terpaksa membuat keputusan tok. Kamek rasa kamek dah sik sanggup nak makan hati, bila sentiasa kenak nunggu text or call dari kitak... Lately nak jumpa sangatlah payah, bukan nak jumpa... text yang berharga 1cent ya pun susah dalam sehari... Tauk-tauk jak ktk dah sampei lah, tauk-tauk jak ktk dah kuar dengan kawan kitak lah, tauk-tauk jak kitak dah cuti lah. Bukan macam dolok, ada hal sikit jak mesti kitak akan inform kamek... You what happen to you few days before you went to Singapore.. Benda macam ya lah perkara nak mek paling takut terjadi... tapi nampaknya kebelakangan tok, mek rasa bukan lah kebelakangan tapi sebenarnya dah lamak pun hal macam tok terjadi, No text, no calls, no news that its... Mek rasa mek dah sik di hargai... Plus time christmas ya, i know i could not joining you all... for the few days your&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;eve, i&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;receive any text or calls from you, NOT even ONE! i feel tired bah makan hati all the time... Mun nak rasa sedih sebab perkara kecik macam ya pun sik logik, just because of you didnt text me, just because you didn't tell me what happen kamek dah rasa sedih... Macam sik logik... sebab ya lah lamak dah mek sik dapat tido lena, cause every night i wait for your text or call, a text or a call just to tell me that you arrive safely... That its!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i wont happen anymore... So i think that you didnt need me anymore in your life, so i think if i didn't exist in your life anymore it wont effect you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bena jwak bah kata kawan mek, without blessing from our parents susah kita bahagia. Kamek mengiyakan nya. Tengok kita sekarang, since your parents know about us, kamek rasa hubungan kita macam tunggang langgang jak. Ada jak masalah. So ya lah jwak antara sebab musabab keputusan tok di polah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat mek sebenarnya... penat nahan rasa, penat nahan muka tok dari sedih, penat nahan air mata tok dari sik gugok, penat sebab terpaksa berpura-pura that i am fine in front of you just because i dont want to hurt you. But i think you won't understand that. That is why kamek dah malas mok berklaka apa-apa agik.. Once mek klaka terus keluar benda bodoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dengan keputusan bodoh yang mek polah sekurang-kurang nya, mek ada reason yang kukuh untuk sedih, mek ada reason yang kukuh untuk nangis, so at least mek ada reason yang kukuh untuk sik tido lena waktu malam. At least sik dalah rasa bodo gilak nangis kerana benda kecik-kecik macam ya :P at least ada jwak reason mun kamek mok rindu kedak orang gila ka apa. at least it can be a reason why i feel so&amp;nbsp;grieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my sis&amp;nbsp;engagement&amp;nbsp;day... not mine. i am sorry i am lying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't be my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause Allah tauk hati mek dah lamak bertunang dengan kitak dari dolok gik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause Allah tauk apa yang ada dalam hati kamek.. cause Allah tauk, sebab mek nahan untuk menangis di hadapan kitak, mek rasa setakat ya ajak usaha yang mek mampu lakukan. Selebihnya mek berserah dengan Allah jak. Bukan sebab mek berputus asa tapi mek rasa setiap yang berlaku ya ada hikmahnya. Semoga kitak di jodohkan dengan orang yang baik, bukan hanya baik untuk kitak seorang tapi juga baik untuk keluarga kitak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2902922697713176470?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2902922697713176470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/12/kerna-terpaksa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2902922697713176470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2902922697713176470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/12/kerna-terpaksa.html' title='Kerna terpaksa'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-1223992722065841173</id><published>2010-10-11T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:53:26.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Impossible</title><content type='html'>I hate myself cause believe it will be possible even i knew from beginning it is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i feel so loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-1223992722065841173?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NWdrO4BoCu8' title='Impossible'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/1223992722065841173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/10/impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1223992722065841173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1223992722065841173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/10/impossible.html' title='Impossible'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-609279810638793541</id><published>2010-09-28T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:55:21.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>TDB</title><content type='html'>Banyak perkara tertangguh dalam otak tok yang sik terkeluar. Apa keyboard notebook aku pande nyerap semua yang aku pike kah? Aku tauk, aku benar fragile sekarang. Sik cukup kuat untuk menghadapi apa yang terjadi. Mun nak di ekot hati, mok jak rasa nya aku culik TDB (the dimple boy) ya lari dari sitok. Tapi apa jwak rasanya meninggalkan family nya macam ya ajak nak? Benar aie, aku nang sik suka keadaan hubungan mek orang kinek tok. Dah lah selamak tok aku nang cukup faham betapa fragile nya hubungan mek duak, di tambah gik dengan keadaan sekarang, aku makin lah terpinga-pinga apa keputusan yang aku harus buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinggalkannya? Ishhhhh! Mun aku ada kuasa benda yalah sik akan pernah wujud dalam hubungan mek duak. Manusia or orang-orang di sekeliling aku senang jak madah tinggalkan nya. Tapi entahlah... aku rasa belom gik mampu aku mok molah mcm ya. Kenak tinggal nya pg Singapore pun dah demam-deman aku di sitok, sik tauk giklah mun kamek orang memang dah sik ada. Memang kamek orang pernah break off sekejap dolok, time ya aku pun kesihatan memang apalah.. Hampir tiap minggu aku kenak pegi nab (untuk orang asma), ndak alah-alah berenti demamlah, selsema lah, sakit palak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mun boleh nak, aku mok carik sapa yang baca blog aku tok sampei nya pegi ngadu dengan parent TDB hal aku. Bukan aku mok carik gadoh pun. tapi mun boleh aku mok madah dengan nya macam tok "Dah alang-alang gilak ko bait ati madah hal aku dengan parent TDB tok, apa kata ko tolong padah skali yang aku benar-benar sayang dengan anaknya, dan sik pernah terniat di hati aku tok mok main-mainkan hati anaknya. Dan aku berjanji, sekiranya parent nya bernarnya kamek duak teruskan hubungan aku mok jaga nya bait-bait, aku mok sayang family nya macam nie aku sayang dengan family aku. Aku mun boleh sik mok nangga nya sedih-sedih macam sekarang. Tolong jwak padah dengan parents nya, apapun aku sentiasa mok yang terbaik untuk nya. Dan sekiranya parent nya rasa, memang aku bukan yang terbaik untuk anaknya, aku dengan rela hati pergi dari hidup anaknya tapi dengan syarat nya mesti berik peluang dengan aku untuk tunjukkan niat aku."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu aku pike, aku datang dalam hidup TDB tok untuk menyakitkan nya kah atau buat nya bahagia. Adakah nya memang bahagia dengan aku?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-609279810638793541?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/609279810638793541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/09/banyak-perkara-tertangguh-dalam-otak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/609279810638793541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/609279810638793541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/09/banyak-perkara-tertangguh-dalam-otak.html' title='TDB'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3003098841049950680</id><published>2010-09-22T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:15:40.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Berpisah - Bertahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Kadang-kadang kekuatan bukanlan kekuatan untuk bertahan tapi kekuatan untuk melepaskan&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi kesimpulannya? Melepaskan atau bertahan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila kedua-dua pihak saling memerlukan antara satu sama lain tapi pihak ketiga tidak bersetuju kami untuk bersama, lalu apa yang harus di teruskan? Bertahan atau Melepaskan? Ambik mudah lepaskanlah.. tapi kesannya diri sendiri tanggung.. bertahan pulak kami bersama tapi tak tahu apa akibatnya selepasnya.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demi Tuhan, aku mahukan yang terbaik untuknya. Bukan setakat untuk dirinya tapi turut yang terbaik untuk keluarganya. Sebabnya, bila seseorang ya berkahwin, bermaksud nya akan dengan rela hati menerima keluarga pihak isteri/suaminya. Baruklah keluarganya diberkati, InsyaAllah. Tapi apa kes pulak dengan kau tok? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mun nak di ekot rasa hati, memang mok jak ku redah apa jwak cabaran &amp;amp; dugaan. Sebab aku yakin, hati manusia tok fitrah. Boleh berubah tanpa kita jangka. Dan aku yakin jwak kaseh sayang adalah penawar terhebat kepada hati yang sangat keras &amp;amp; sangat ego. Tapi cukup kuatkah aku untuk menghadapi semua dugaan &amp;amp; cabaran ya kelak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3003098841049950680?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3003098841049950680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/09/berpisah-bertahan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3003098841049950680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3003098841049950680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/09/berpisah-bertahan.html' title='Berpisah - Bertahan'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6128898796914203118</id><published>2010-06-17T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T14:30:13.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lelaki yang gagah tetap perlukan wanita</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Jangankan lelaki biasa, Nabi pun terasa sunyi tanpa wanita. Tanpa mereka, hati, fikiran, perasaan lelaki akan resah. Masih mencari walaupun sudah ada segala-galanya. Apalagi yang tidak ada di syurga, namun Nabi Adam a.s tetap merindukan Siti Hawa.Kepada wanitalah lelaki memanggil ibu, isteri atau puteri. Dijadikan mereka dari tulang rusuk yang bengkok untuk diluruskan oleh lelaki, tetapi kalau lelaki sendiri yang tidak lurus, tidak mungkin mampu hendak meluruskan mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Tak logik kayu yang bengkok menghasilkan bayang-bayang yang lurus. Luruskanlah wanita dengan cara petunjuk Allah, kerana diciptakan begitu rupa oleh mereka. Didiklah mereka dengan panduan dari-Nya: ‘ jangan cuba jinakkan mereka dengan harta, nanti mereka akan semakin liar, jangan hiburkan mereka dengan kecantikan, nanti mereka semakin menderita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Yang sementara itu tidak akan menyelesaikan masalah, kenalkan mereka kepada Allah, zat yang kekal, di situlah kuncinya. Akal setipis rambutnya, tebalkan dengan ilmu, hati separuh kaca, kuatkan dengan iman, perasaan selembut sutera, hiasilah dengan akhlak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Suburkanlah kerana dari situlah nanti mereka akan nampak penilaian dan keadilan Tuhan. Akan terhibur dan berbahagialah mereka, walaupun tidak jadi ratu dunia, presiden ataupun perdana menteri atau women gladiator. Bisikkan ke telinga mereka bahawa kelembutan bukan suatu kelemahan. Itu bukan diskriminasi Tuhan. Sebaliknya di situlah kasih sayang Tuhan, kerana rahim wanita yang lembut itulah mengandungkan lelaki-lelaki pelbagai wajah: negarawan, karyawan, jutawan dan wan-wan yang lain. Tidak akan lahir superman tanpa superwoman. Wanita yang lupa hakikat kejadiannya, pasti tidak terhibur dan tidak menghiburkan. Tanpa ilmu, iman dan akhlak, mereka bukan saja tidak boleh diluruskan, bahkan mereka pula membengkokkan..“Lebih banyak lelaki yang dirosakkan oleh perempuan daripada perempuan yang dirosakkan oleh lelaki. Sebodoh-bodoh perempuan pun boleh menundukkan sepandai-pandai lelaki.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Itulah akibatnya apabila wanita tidak kenal Tuhan. Mereka tidak akan kenal diri mereka sendiri, apalagi mengenal lelaki. Kini bukan saja banyak bos telah kehilangan setiausaha, bahkan anak pun akan kehilangan ibu, suami kehilangan isteri dan bapa akan kehilangan puteri. Bila wanita derhaka, dunia akan huru-hara. Bila tulang rusuk patah, rosaklah jantung, hati dan limpa. Para lelaki pula jangan hanya mengharap ketaatan tetapi binalah kepimpinan.Pastikan sebelum memimpin wanita menuju Allah, pimpinlah diri sendiri dahulu kepada-Nya. Jinakkan diri dengan Allah, nescaya jinaklah segala-galanya di bawah pimpinan kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Bila wanita menjaga auratnya dari pandangan lelaki bukan muhram, bukan sahaja dia menjaga maruah dirinya, malah maruah wanita mukmin keseluruhannya. Harga diri wanita terlalu mahal. Ini kerana syariat telah menetapkan supaya wanita berpakaian longgar dengan warna yang tidak menarik serta menutup seluruh badannya dari kepala hingga ke kaki. Kalau dibuat perbandingan dari segi harta dunia seperti intan dan berlian, ianya dibungkus dengan rapi dan disimpan pula di dalam peti besi yang berkunci. Begitu juga diumpamakan dengan wanita, Kerana wanita yang bermaruah tidak akan mempamerkan tubuh badan di khalayak umum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Mereka masih boleh tampil di hadapan masyarakat bersesuaian dengan garisan syarak. Wanita tidak sepatutnya mengorbankan maruah dan dirinya semata-mata untuk mengejar pangkat, darjat, nama, harta dan kemewahan dunia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Menyentuh berkenaan pakaian wanita, alhamdulillah sekarang telah ramai wanita yang menjaga auratnya, sekurang-kurangnya dengan memakai tudung. Dapat kita saksikan di sana sini wanita mula memakai tudung. Pemakaian tudung penutup aurat sudah melanda dari peringkat bawahan hingga kepada peringkat atasan. Samada dari golongan pelajar-pelajar sekolah hinggalah kepada pekerja-pekerja pejabat-pejabat.Walaupun pelbagai gaya tudung diperaga dan dipakai, namun pemakaiannya masih tidak lengkap dan sempurna. Masih lagi menampakkan batang leher, dada dan sebagainya. Ada yang memakai tudung, tetapi pada masa yang sama memakai kain belah bawah atau berseluar ketat dan sebagainya.Pelbagai warna dan pelbagai fesyen tudung turut direka untuk wanita-wanita Islam kini. Ada rekaan tudung yang dipakai dengan songkok di dalamnya, dihias pula dengan kerongsang (broach) yang menarik. Labuci warna-warni dijahit pula di atasnya. Dan berbagai-bagai gaya lagi yang dipaparkan dalam majalah dan suratkhabar fesyen untuk tudung. Rekaan itu kesemuanya bukan bertujuan untuk mengelakkan fitnah, sebaliknya menambahkan fitnah ke atas wanita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Walhal sepatutnya pakaian bagi seorang wanita mukmin itu adalah bukan sahaja menutup auratnya, malah sekaligus menutup maruahnya sebagai seorang wanita. Iaitu pakaian dan tudung yang tidak menampakkan bentuk tubuh badan wanita, dan tidak berhias-hias yang mana akan menjadikan daya tarikan kepada lelaki bukan muhramnya. Sekaligus pakaian boleh melindungi wanita dari menjadi bahan gangguan lelaki yang tidak bertanggungjawab.Apabila wanita bertudung tetapi masih berhias-hias, maka terjadilah pakaian wanita Islam sekarang walaupun bertudung,tetapi semakin membesarkan riak dan bangga dalam diri. Sombong makin bertambah. Jalan mendabik dada. Terasa tudung kitalah yang paling cantik, up-to-date, sofistikated, bergaya, ada kelas dan sebagainya. Bertudung, tapi masih ingin bergaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Kesimpulannya, tudung yang kita pakai tidak membuahkan rasa kehambaan. Kita tidak merasakan diri ini hina, banyak berdosa dengan Tuhan mahupun dengan manusia. Kita tidak terasa bahawa menegakkan syariat dengan bertudung ini hanya satu amalan yang kecil yang mampu kita laksanakan. Kenapa hati mesti berbunga dan berbangga bila boleh memakai tudung? Ada orang bertudung tetapi lalai atau tidak bersembahyang. Ada orang yang bertudung tapi masih lagi berkepit dan keluar dengan teman lelaki . Ada orang bertudung yang masih terlibat dengan pergaulan bebas. Ada orang bertudung yang masih menyentuh tangan-tangan lelaki yang bukan muhramnya. Dan bermacam-macam lagi maksiat yang dibuat oleh orang-orang bertudung termasuk kes-kes besar seperti zina, khalwat dan sebagainya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Jadi, nilai tudung sudah dicemari oleh orang-orang yang sebegini. Orang Islam lain yang ingin ikut jejak orang-orang bertudung pun tersekat melihat sikap orang-orang yang mencemari hukum Islam. Mereka rasakan bertudung atau menutup aurat sama sahaja dengan tidak bertudung. Lebih baik tidak bertudung. Mereka rasa lebih bebas lagi.Orang-orang bukan Islam pula tawar hati untuk masuk Islam kerana sikap umat Islam yang tidak menjaga kemuliaan hukum-hakam Islam. Walaupun bertudung, perangai mereka sama sahaja dengan orang-orang bukan Islam. Mereka tidak nampak perbezaan agama Islam dengan agama mereka.Lihatlah betapa besarnya peranan tudung untuk dakwah orang lain. Selama ini kita tidak sedar diri kitalah agen bagi Islam. Kita sebenarnya pendakwah Islam. Dakwah kita bukan seperti pendakwah lain tapi hanya melalui pakaian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Kalau kita menutup aurat, tetapi tidak terus memperbaiki diri zahir dan batin dari masa ke semasa, kitalah punca gagalnya mesej Islam untuk disampaikan. Jangan lihat orang lain. Islam itu bermula dari diri kita sendiri.Ini tidak bermakna kalau akhlak belum boleh jadi baik tidak boleh pakai tudung. Aurat, wajib ditutup tapi dalam masa yang sama, perbaikilah kesilapan diri dari masa ke semasa. Tudung di luar tudung di dalam (hati). Buang perangai suka mengumpat, berdengki, berbangga, ego, riak dan lain-lain penyakit hati.Walau apapun, kewajipan bertudung tidak terlepas dari tanggungjawab setiap wanita Muslim. Samada baik atau tidak akhlak mereka, itu adalah antara mereka dengan Allah. Amat tidak wajar jika kita mengatakan si polanah itu walaupun bertudung, namun tetap berbuat kemungkaran. Berbuat kemungkaran adalah satu dosa, manakala tidak menutup aurat dengan menutup aurat adalah satu dosa lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Kalau sudah mula menutup aurat, elak-elaklah diri dari suka bertengkar. Hiasi diri dengan sifat tolak ansur. Sentiasa bermanis muka. Elakkan pergaulan bebas lelaki perempuan. Jangan lagi berjalan ke hulu ke hilir dengan teman lelaki. Serahkan pada Allah tentang jodoh. Memang Allah sudah tetapkan jodoh masing-masing. Yakinlah pada ketentuan qada' dan qadar dari Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Apabila sudah menutup aurat, cuba kita tingkatkan amalan lain. Cuba jangan tinggal sembahyang lagi terutama dalam waktu bekerja. Cuba didik diri menjadi orang yang lemah-lembut. Buang sifat kasar dan sifat suka bercakap dengan suara meninggi. Buang sikap suka mengumpat, suka mengeji dan mengata hal orang lain.Jaga tertib sebagai seorang wanita. Jaga diri dan maruah sebagai wanita Islam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6128898796914203118?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6128898796914203118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/06/lelaki-yang-gagah-tetap-perlukan-wanita.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6128898796914203118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6128898796914203118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/06/lelaki-yang-gagah-tetap-perlukan-wanita.html' title='Lelaki yang gagah tetap perlukan wanita'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-8257187511625568323</id><published>2010-06-09T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:04:34.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Isn't</title><content type='html'>Seeing people change isn't what hurt, what hurts is remembering whot they used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan lama sangat saya tak kemaskini blog ini. Bukannya tak ada benda nak di ceritakan tapi tiap kali tangan saya menekan papan kekunci ini, hilang semua idea. Keyboard ni dah telan semua cerita saya ke? Atapun keyboard ni dah telan semua inspirasi saya nak menulis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau masih ada sayang, insyaAllah perpisahan akan lebih menguatkan kasih sayang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betul ke macam tu? Kalau betul saya pun berharap benda yang sama. Dia sungguh berbeza dari orang yang saya kenal sebelumnya. Perwatakannya, tingkah laku nya, caranya. Sungguh, dia sentiasa buat saya senang berada denganya. Perpisahan ini membuat saya merasakan dia makin dekat dengan saya. Dekat dan lebih dekat dalam hati saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya cuma berharap dan berdoa tiap kali saya teringatkan dia, supaya Allah sentiasa menjaga dia, keluarganya, ibu bapanya, di berikan kekuatan kepada hati dan jiwanya untuk menghadapi segala dugaan dan cabaran dalam hidup, di murahkan rezeki untuknya, di permudahkan segala urusan sehariannya, dan di percepatkan jodoh yang baik untuknya, seseorang yang boleh menjaga dia dengan baik, yang boleh menjaga keluarganya dengan baik, anak-anaknya dengan baik. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya bukan berhenti menyayanginya, saya cuma berhenti menunjukkan sayang saya pada dia. Kerana saya mahu dia bahagia walaupun bukan dengan saya. Saya menerima takdir yang Tuhan tentukan untuk saya. Kerana Agama tetap pilihan saya yang teratas. Andai sebelom ini, saya mungkin tidak pernah bekorban apa-apa untuk agama saya, tapi biarlah kali ini saya bekorban untuk nya, walaupun terpaksa melepaskan orang yang saya sayang. Kerana agama saya adalah kehidupan saya. Semoga Allah merahmati keputusan saya ini... Amin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-8257187511625568323?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/8257187511625568323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/06/isnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8257187511625568323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8257187511625568323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/06/isnt.html' title='Isn&apos;t'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3250823437034120395</id><published>2010-05-20T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T16:57:10.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Balancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Coba untuk mengimbangi emosi dan pemikiran....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sesak dada menahan pilu, berat mata menahan air mata, berat mulut untuk meluahkan. Aduhai sayangku,apa yang mahu di perjuangkan dengan pergaduhan. Apa yang mahu di terangkan dengan emosi? Apa yang mahu di perjelaskan dengan pengakuan yang tidak jujur?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Hal yang kecil di perbesarkan, hal yang mudah di persulitkan. Lebih senang menunding jari dari mengaku hakitkat sebenar. Lebih senang membuat pelbagai andaian dari berbincang secara faktanya. Lebih mudah mengaku yang auta dari fakta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Mengapa harus di menangkan ego yang tak terjulang? Mengapa harus di buai emosi yang sedang menggelodak jiwa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Aduhai sayangku, penat sudah bertingkah lidah, penat sudah mencari fakta untuk menyokong emosi. Kendurkan sedikit ego kita, bukan untuk mengalah, tapi kenanglah apakah berbaloi untuk bertikam lidah, bermasam muka sedangkan kita pernah ada kenangan yang lebih manis dari madu?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Benar, kataku juga tidak mampu untuk mengendurkan amarahmu, Benar, sayangku juga tidak mampu untuk menundukkan ego mu, Benar, biarlah kamu merasakan dirimu juara... Biarlah kamu yang mengemudi haluan kita. Aku merasakan aku sudah menunaikan janjiku padamu, memang aku tidak mampu untuk memberikan setiap yang terbaik dalam setiap yang berlaku, tetapi aku tentunya berusaha sedaya ku untuk memaklumkanmu yang aku sentiasa coba untuk memahami kehendakmu, yang aku sentiasa inginkan yang terbaik untukmu, yang aku sentiasa mencoba untuk membuat mu bahagia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3250823437034120395?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3250823437034120395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/balancing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3250823437034120395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3250823437034120395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/balancing.html' title='Balancing'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7394054648280743705</id><published>2010-05-20T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:40:28.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Emosi oh emosi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;"Ya Allah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Andai ini memang sudah kau takdirkan untukku Ya Allah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;berilah ketengan kepada ku Ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;berikanlah aku kesabaran Ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;kerana sesungguhnya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;memadailah engkau Ya Allah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;untuk hidupku dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;untuk agamaku Ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;sesungguhnya tiada apa pun yang mampu melawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;bila engkau mengkehendakinya Ya Allah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Padamu kupanjat segala resah hatiku,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Padamu kupanjat semua sedih dan pilu hatiku,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hanya engkau Ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Yang lebih mengerti aku&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Lebih dari aku mengerti akan diriku sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Sesungguhnya Ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hanya Engkau yang lebih mengetahui&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Apa yang terbaik dalam hidupku Ya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Lebih dari yang aku ketahui,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hanya engkau Ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ku serahkan segala-galanya,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hanya Engkau Ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hanya Engkau Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku... "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7394054648280743705?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7394054648280743705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/emosi-oh-emosi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7394054648280743705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7394054648280743705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/emosi-oh-emosi.html' title='Emosi oh emosi'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4213190162035263</id><published>2010-05-13T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:38:40.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Mengapa Hati</title><content type='html'>Seorang kawan saya pernah berkata "Kamu memang cinta kepada CINTA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab nya bukan kerana saya terlalu cinta akan cinta, tetapi cinta itu lahir dari HATI... kerana itulah sebab mengapa saya pilih tajuk blog saya adalah &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Cinta &amp;amp; Hatiku. &lt;/span&gt;Kerana cinta dan hati itu adalah perkara yang berkaitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika mahu menilai manusia itu samaada baik atau sebaliknya, adalah bergantung kepada HATI nya. Memang, memang benar sebagai manusia kita bukan hanya di kurniakan hati tetapi HATI adalah tunggak utama kita sebagai manusi seperti mana yang di terangkan oleh&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://saifulislam.com/?p=192"&gt;Saiful Islam&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;dalam blog nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sentiasa berdoa semoga hati saya cukup kuat untuk menyebarkan kasih sayang yang sepenuhnya keseluruh dunia. Supaya manusia pada zaman sekarang lebih memahami apa itu HATI, apa itu KASIH SAYANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya, saya sentiasa berdoa supaya doa yang hati saya selalu ucapkan diperkenankan Allah. Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4213190162035263?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4213190162035263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/mengapa-hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4213190162035263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4213190162035263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/mengapa-hati.html' title='Mengapa Hati'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3871097423236457207</id><published>2010-05-10T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:39:14.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>wordless</title><content type='html'>i pray the love that &amp;nbsp;we had now is strong enough to overcome the obstacle that we had now.. Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3871097423236457207?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3871097423236457207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3871097423236457207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3871097423236457207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordless.html' title='wordless'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4461537945903843948</id><published>2010-05-06T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:14:02.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Segalanya mungkin</title><content type='html'>Segalanya mungkin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara baby and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is i still glad with what we had until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is half a year we are in a good relationship [officially], but to be fact it is more than half a year already he be with me through good and bad times together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i know that i'm lying to myself so far. I know that i don't think that i can live without him. But, SEGALANYA MUNGKIN... when GOD want us to separate i dont have any choice. And i know he give me&amp;nbsp;challenge and i know he will give strength to me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby suapkan me makan bila mek rasa mek malas nak makan, b hantar mek g klinik bila mek sakit, baby tiap-taip hari tanyak dah makan belom, me sihat ka sik, nya akan pujok mek bila mek merajuk dengan nya... he will said sorry even kadang-kadang ya memang salah kmk pun.. i know that he loves me so much... so am i.. &amp;nbsp;Baby akan pujok mek bila me stress about work or study even i know nya dah terlalu penat after the whole day kerja... Kadang-kadang me kol baby berkali sampei nya angkat telefon tengah-tengah malam bila mek x dapat tido lena waktu malam... Kadang-kadang nya terpaksa pujok me nangis even baby x tauk pun pa reason me nangis.. P nya pujok jwak... Hahaha sian baby bah.. P nya saba jwak.. X da gik ya dengar nya merungut bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even both of us know sukar untuk mek 2 bersama p Baby selalu pesan, banyak-banyak berdoa, Supaya Allah memberikan yang TERBAIK untuk kmk 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s to baby: me bahagia dengan Baby... thanks a lot sayang.. atas semua kesabaran baby dengan me.. me sayang nya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4461537945903843948?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4461537945903843948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/05/segalanya-mungkin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4461537945903843948'/><link 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center;"&gt;Haikal...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saya adalah manusia biasa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang sebenarnya sentiasa berdoa kamu adalah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;peneman hidup saya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haikal...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saya adalah manusia biasa yang sebenarnya mahukan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kamu sebagai pelengkap bagi menutup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kekurangan dan kelemahan saya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kerana saya adalah manusia biasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jadi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kasih dan cinta saya juga biasa saja&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oleh kerana itu saya mahukan kamu bersama saya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supaya kita boleh memupuk cinta bersama&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menjadikan CINTA kita cinta luar biasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sesungguhnya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya tidak mengetahui adakah kita mampu untuk bersama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerana saya tidak tahu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suratan jodoh saya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haikal...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saya tidak pernah tahu adakah ada saya sentiasa mampu bersabar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;atas dugaan yang Allah berikan kepada kita&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi saya berjanji yang saya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;akan sentiasa berdoa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sekiranya kamulah yang terbaik untuk saya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mudah-mudahan Allah mempermudahkan segalanya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supaya Allah sentiasa memberikan saya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kesabaran dan ketenangan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supaya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allah memberikan kekuatan kepada saya&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;untuk melawan dugaan yang&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bakal kita tempuhi...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mengertilah Haikal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerana saya manusia biasa...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6368611749546448022?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6368611749546448022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/04/haikal-saya-hanya-manusia-sempurna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6368611749546448022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6368611749546448022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/04/haikal-saya-hanya-manusia-sempurna.html' title='Haikal, saya hanya manusia 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.iluvislam.com/v1/readarticle.php?article_id=2381' title='Kenapa?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5647007321965568916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/kenapa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5647007321965568916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5647007321965568916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/kenapa.html' title='Kenapa?'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4955573619206441838</id><published>2010-03-24T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:02:22.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lirik lagu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Because you love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3o5QIu9lTFY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3o5QIu9lTFY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;For all those times you stood by me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For every dream you made come true&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all the love I found in you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the one who held me up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never let me fall&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You saw the best there was in me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm everything I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because you loved me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You said no star was out of reach&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had your love I had it all&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I don't know that much&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I know this much is true&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You saw the best there was in me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm everything I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because you loved me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were always there for me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tender wind that carried me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've been my inspiration&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through the lies you were the truth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My world is a better place because of you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You saw the best there was in me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm everything I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because you loved me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm everything I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because you loved me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sayang... thanks a lot for all your love for me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your care,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your concern,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your worried&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and i realized that i really love you so much&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and i am miss you badly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;even when you with me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and even worse when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you are not with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i PRAY that we will always&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;always&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and always be TOGETHER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;no matter how hard it is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i pray&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that i will have a way for us&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4955573619206441838?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4955573619206441838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4955573619206441838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4955573619206441838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/httpwww.html' title='Because you love me'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4567388919780954501</id><published>2010-03-24T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:46:55.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Artikel Saiful Islam</title><content type='html'>Terasa air mata seperti mahu mengalir tika artikel&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://saifulislam.com/?p=693"&gt;Saiful Islam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;ini ku baca. Terasa kepayahan dan pengorbanan yang di lakukan terlalu besar berbanding pengorbanan yang aku lakukan sekarang. Terasa diri terlalu lemah tika ujian hidup Tuhan berikan sebagai anugerah aku adalah hambaNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hidup kena FIKIR positif. &lt;/b&gt;Cabaran bukan masalah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Seharusnya, walau seberat mana pun yang kita hadapi adalah wajib bagi setiap insan itu untuk kembali kepada pencipta. Bukan untuk memohon supaya masalah tidak akan pernah wujud lagi dalam hidup kita tapi untuk memohon, supaya walau apa pun yang terjadi mudah-mudahan Allah memberikan kesabaran, ketenangan, ketabahan dan di permudahkan masalah yang kita hadapi. Amin...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Syukur Alhamdullillah, tika aku merasakan yang aku kehilangan arah seperti sekarang aku terbaca artikel yang membantu semangat hidupku. Memang benae, sesungguhnya hidayah itu milik Allah. Dia akan memberikan nya kepada sesiapa yang dia kehendaki. Mudah-mudahan aku adalah salah seorang dari hambanya yang tidak pernah putus-putus di berikan hidaya oleh Nya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;"sesungguhnya Allah S.W.T malu membiarkan hambaNya kembali dengan tangan hampa ketika seorang hamba berdoa kepada Tuhannya."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Riwayat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;HR Abu Daud, Tirmizi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jika benar aku menyanginya, maka harus untuk aku kembali kepada Allah ku bermohon untuk di berikan petunjuk adakah benar dia adalah untukku. Orang akan bersama dengan ku apabila ujian di berikan dalam hidupku. Orang yang benar-benar ikhlas menyayangiku dan menerimaku untuk bersamanya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4567388919780954501?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4567388919780954501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/terasa-air-mata-seperti-mahu-mengalir_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4567388919780954501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4567388919780954501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/terasa-air-mata-seperti-mahu-mengalir_24.html' title='Artikel Saiful Islam'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6055346257553409919</id><published>2010-03-21T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:34:24.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>cinta dulu cinta sekarang</title><content type='html'>"cinta dulu-dulu, cinta malu-malu, cinta dulu-dulu memang susah dapat bertemu, nak kata apa pun tak tahu, tegak berdiri tersipu-sipu, seram sejuk kaku membisu" Begitulah bait-bait lagi nyanyian Tan Sri S.M Salim, Cinta Dulu, Cinta Sekarang yang satu ketika dulu sering menjadi siulan arwah ayah hingga saya sendiri ikut menyanyi. Lagu tersebut mengajar kita mengenal keteguhan CINTA dulu dan kerapuhan cinta sekarang. Lihat sahaja begitu banyak kes perceraian bersilih ganti di Mahkamah Syariah negara kita. Tahun lalu sahaja berapa ramai para artis kita turun naik mahkamah menyelesaikan kes perpecahan rumah tangga masing-masing. Ish ... kes-kes mereka ini sering kali buat anak dara macam saya takut nak mendirikan rumah tangga. Seram nak menghadap ujian rumah tangga. Bukanlah saya tak nak kahwin, tapi saya perlu siapkan diri serapi mungkin sebelum nak melangkah ke alam yang mungkin membahagiakan atau sebaliknya, hanya Allah S.W.T yang Maha Mengetahui &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelmarin, saya dan buah hati bercadang nak ke shopping mall d Shah Alam yang mengadakan "handphone fair". Melangkah ke handphone fair, saya turuti setiap langkahnya dan saya hanya sekadar mencuci mata. Saya student yang masih bergantung duit PTPTN sementelah saya memang tidak begitu berminat dengan pelbagai gadget-gadget terkini yang pada saya memeningkan kepala. Handphone buat saya cukup sekadar boleh bercakap. MMS, SMS, dengar lagu dan tangkap gambar sikit, kira oklah. Lenguh kaki dan panas saya gagahkan juga sebab saya lihat dia begitu berminat dan bersungguh-sungguh mencari. Akhirnya dapat juga dia mengenggam Blackberry idamannya dengan muka tersengih-sengih macam Panda negara China. Sementara kami duduk makan, saya membelek Blackberry tersebut dan dia bertanya 'kenapa?'. Saya tersenyum dan menggelang "you don't know how to use it, don't you?" Tulah, lain kali rajin sikit baca perkembangan teknologi, nanti buta teknologi, laptop yang awak guna buat tesis tu kan teknologi. "Saya tak minat" jawab saya. "Cubalah minat, macam awak minat fesyen, artis, balasnya. "Teknologi memang boleh diikut tapi bukan untuk di paksa. Sayang saya kat awak tak ukut pakai handphone ni kan?" saya membalasnya ddengan satu ayat yang buat saya teringat pada mak di kampung. Saya masih d bangku sekolah ketika itu, arwah abah belikan mak handphone menggnatikan telefon rumah. Abah ajar mak bagaimana nak menaip mesej, abah cakap mudah baginya kalau dia sedang mesyuarat, tak perlu jawab panggilan mak kalau ada perkara penting. Satu hari balik dan ketawa sakan, katanya mak asyik hantar mesej kosong. "Dah diajar taip mesej tak faham-faham, habis kredit macam ni, duit tu," kata abah. Mak tarik muka masam, saya tahu mak terasa. Mak macam saya lembab sikit dengan teknologi. Saya dekati mak dan katakan padanya yang saya boleh ajar mak taip mesej kalau mak nak. Muka mak sedih sangat, mak cerita pada saya yang mak lebih selesa menggunakan telefon rumah, mak memang tak pandai menaip mesej, mak lebih senang dengar suara abah. "Macam mana kalau ada emergency."tanya saya. Telefon rumah dah tak cukup. Dulu waktu mula kahwin pun tak ada handphone, abah out station abah pakai public phone telefon mak. Waktu bercinta dulu abah dengan mak pakai surat. Mak lagi suka keadaan macam itu. "Dulu lain mak", tambah saya. Sambil menghela nafas mak menerangkan, dulu waktu abah tak ada handphone bila mak dan abah selisih faham, abah akan keluar rumah. Mak di rumah, akan fikir apa salah mak sampai mereka berselisih faham dan perkara yang sama terjadi pada abah. Bila abah balik rumah, masing-masing akan minta maaf sebab dah fikirkan kesilapan diri sendiri. Sekarang kalau mak pandai taip mesej, bila mak abah bergaduh dan abah keluar rumah, mak akan sambung pergaduhan dengan menghantar mesej, abah balas. Kalau macam itu, bila abah dan mak nak berbaik. Mungkin sebab tu orang sekarang mudah bercerai, mak tak nak hilang abah hanya disebabkan oleh handphone. Tanpa kami sedar, abah sedanf mendengar perbualan kami. Abah sedang mendengar perbualan kami. Abah bersuara, katanya tak mengapalah kalau mak tak nak pakai handphone, abah tak memaksa kerana kasih sayang mak pada abah tak diukur dengan teknologi. Saya&amp;nbsp; sendiri seolah-olah dapat merasakan kemanisan kasih sayang yang mereka bina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teman lelaki saya terkedu apabila saya menceritakan peristiwa itu dan dia langsung meminta maaf kerana terlalu memaksa saya meminati perkara yang tidak saya suka. Jangan&amp;nbsp; menganggap pasangan anda bodoh atau buta teknologi jika dia tidak tahu mengenainya. Ajari dia dengan sabar kerana tidak semua perkara yang menjadi kesukaan anda. Jangan marah jika dia tidak berminat kerana setiap pasangan ditemukan daripada dua cara hidup yang berbeza. Walaupun kita berada di era teknologi yang pantas berubah, ada kalanya kita perlu memandangke belakang mengikut cara orang tua kita yang hidup tanpa apa-apa kemudahan satu ketika dulu. Susah bagaiman sekalipun hidup mereka bahagia, adatlah jika ada yang tergigit lidah. Jika anda ingin bersama pasangan anda, cubalah bertoleransi, cuba berkongsi minat dan kiranya tidak boleh, jangan sesekali memaksa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pernah melihat mak begitu lamak berdoa di atas sejadah. Mak katakan yang mak berdoa untuk arwah abah, dengan cara ini mak dapat rasa macam mak berhubung dengan arwah abah. Tak perlu pakai telefon pun mak boleh call abah, kata mak sambil ketawa. Saya&amp;nbsp; terfikir begitulah hebatnya cinta dulu, tanpa teknologi mereka sentiasa merasakan kasih sayang yang diikat. Hubungan suci itu tetap terjalin walaupun salah seorang daripada mereka tiada, kerana hati murni. Mereka ikhlas dalam percintaan. Mengungkap bait-bait terakhir lagu Tan Sri S.M Salim yang mengisahkan keadaan cinta dulu-dulu, cinta mereka tidak pernah renggang, hanya "cangkul dan tanah memisahkannya". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kata wanita &lt;br /&gt;EH~ bulan feb 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6055346257553409919?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6055346257553409919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/cinta-dulu-cinta-sekarang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6055346257553409919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6055346257553409919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/cinta-dulu-cinta-sekarang.html' title='cinta dulu cinta sekarang'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6467453929637473118</id><published>2010-03-09T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:35:25.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><title type='text'>Masa</title><content type='html'>I miss him so much... i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6467453929637473118?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6467453929637473118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/masa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6467453929637473118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6467453929637473118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/masa.html' title='Masa'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3579521047442422627</id><published>2010-03-09T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:00:57.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>Membuat aku berfikir panjang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, 'ms sans serif', sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dan di antara tanda-tanda yang membuktikan kekuasaannya dan rahmatNya, bahawa Ia menciptakan untuk kamu (wahai kaum lelaki), isteri-isteri dari jenis kamu sendiri, supaya kamu bersenang hati dan hidup mesra dengannya, dan dijadikanNya di antara kamu (suami isteri) perasaan cinta(mawaddah) dan belas kasihan(rahmah). Sesungguhnya yang demikian itu mengandungi keterangan-keterangan (yang menimbulkan kesedaran) bagi orang-orang yang berfikir." (Ar-Rum:21)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pergi ke mana sahaja forum atau ceramah yang berkisarkan dengan cinta,tidak kisahlah cinta manusia ataupun cinta monyet, penceramah pasti menggunakan ayat di atas bagi mengupas isu cinta kerana pada ayat ini Allah secara berterus-terang menyatakan manusia diciptakan untuk saling mencintai malah ayat ini menekankan bahawa perasaan cinta itu harus ada untuk dua jantina yang berbeza, lelaki dan perempuan, suami dan isteri.Maka,tidak hairanlah jika ayat ini dipilih oleh penceramah untuk menerangkan tentang cinta. Ayat yang sama saya dengari pada khutbah minggu lepas yang berkisarkan tentang perkahwinan. Khatib menjelaskan bahawa masalah atau kanser yang berlaku dalam masyarakat kita berpunca daripada institusi keluarga dan masalah dalam institusi keluarga ini bermula di saat perkahwinan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berapa ramai yang hidup mewah tapi tidak bahagia kerana isteri dan berapa ramai yang hidup bahagia tetapi tidak mewah,juga kerana isteri. Isteri mesti memainkan peranan dalam menjaga kebahagian rumah tangga dan begitu juga suami.Dan masalah pada hari ini juga berlaku dek kerana ibu bapa menyekat anak-anak daripada berkahwin awal,atas alasan mereka belum bersedia dan tidak mampu menanggung anak orang.Jadi,mereka yang dikatakan tidak bersedia itu tanpa segan silu mencari pasangan yang juga kurang bersedia untuk melepaskan nafsu mereka. Ana terus angguk dan mengangguk,bersetuju dengan apa yang dibicarakan oleh khatib. Tiba-tiba,apabila khatib membaca ayat di atas dan menekankan perkataan mawaddah dan rahmah itu,ana tersentak dan tersedar akan satu kebesaran Allah dalam penciptaan manusia. Seperti ana selalu tulis,ayat quran tidak diturunkan secara rawak.Jika Allah sebut baik dulu baru sempurna,maka ada sebabnya. Jika Allah sebut perempuan dahulu baru lelaki,juga ada sebabnya.Allah tidak pernah mengeluarkan apa-apa fakta yang tidak mengikut susunan.Allah susun ayat Nya satu demi satu,dari setitis air mani,Allah susun kepada embrio,fetus dan manusia.Lihatlah betapa agungnya Al-Quran dan hal ini menjelaskan kepada kita bahawa bukan Muhammad yang menulis semua ini.Namun, jangan sesekali kita menafikan kebijaksanaan dan mukjizat Rasulullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persoalannya di sini,mengapa Allah sebut cinta dahulu baru kasih sayang?Kenapa Mawaddah dahulu baru Rahmah? Jika ikut kepada akal yang waras,mestilah berkasih sayang dahulu barulah cinta itu lahir tapi mengapa Allah sebut cinta dahulu barulah berkasih sayang?Pelik tapi ada logiknya. Semua ini sebenarnya menepati fitrah kehidupan manusia.Kitaran hidup manusia bermula daripada bayi kepada kanak-kanak kepada remaja kepada dewasa kepada orang tua.Dan kebiasaan manusia berkahwin pada umur 15(baligh)-40(sebelum monopause) iaitu ketika kitaran remaja dan dewasa.Memang ada kanak-kanak yang kahwin seperti Saidatina Aishah dan memang benar ada juga orang tua yang kahwin tetapi bilangan golongan sebegini tersangatlah sedikit.Maka,boleh diabaikan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kenapa manusia berkahwin waktu remaja dan dewasa? Kerana waktu itulah perasaan cinta sesama manusia tersangatlah kuat. Kenapa anda bercinta? Sebab matanya yang cantik macam Heliza. Sebab suaranya merdu macam Siti Nurhaliza. Sebab wajahnya lawa seperti Lisa Surihani. Sebab kebijaksanaannya seperti Sofea Yusof. Sebab perangainya baik seperti Aisha dalam Ayat-Ayat Cinta. Jadi,bilakah semua sebab-sebab ini tertonjol dalam kitaran hidup manusia? Waktu kanak-kanak mereka? Waktu tua mereka? TIDAK,tetapi dalam waktu remaja dan dewasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab Allah sebut cinta dahulu kerana Allah menyuruh kita betul-betul bercinta dengan pasangan kita pada waktu remaja dan dewasa supaya lahirnya perasan kasih dan sayang di dalam diri masing-masing kerana ketika waktu tua,semua sebab-sebab kita mencintainya sudahpun hilang,pudar dek usia yang memakannya. Dia yang mukanya lawa sudahpun berkedut… Dia yang suaranya merdu sudahpun sumbang… Dia yang perangainya baik sudahpun terlantar tidak mampu berkata apa-apa lagi.. Waktu inilah hasil cinta di waktu remaja dan dewasa tadi perlu digunakan.Jika tiada cinta,perasaan kasih dan sayang sukar diwujudkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benar,perasaan kasih mungkin ada,kasihan melihat dia yang tiada tempat pergantungan, kasihan melihat dia yang terbaring tidak bergerak,kasihan melihat dia yang terberak di dalam seluar tetapi sejauh mana kasihan ini akan pergi jika tiada sayang? Mulut hanya mampu berkata kasihan tetapi tiada sebarang tindakan akan diambil kerana tiada sayang. Kenapa tiada sayang? Kerana tiada cinta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3579521047442422627?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3579521047442422627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/membuat-aku-berfikir-panjang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3579521047442422627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3579521047442422627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/membuat-aku-berfikir-panjang.html' title='Membuat aku berfikir panjang'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5013722894985614371</id><published>2010-03-08T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T17:12:43.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>i Am selfish</title><content type='html'>i LOVE you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i start with the most&amp;nbsp;common phrase in the world. But i do, i really mean it Baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a small argument last weekend. And since last Saturday, i keep myself silent. It is a small matter, but as you know girl, when the mood swing coming small thing can be a reason for us to sulk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So baby was keep trying to talk to me even i was in silent mode. Kesian him. But i am not in a good mood. So last night he met me, he asked me to accompany him to go dinner, he bought for a sandal for me from my favorite brand hihi. And we took dinner at Sushi King. &lt;i&gt;Yummmy&lt;/i&gt; :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do, i really appreciate it. Thanks a lot sayang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt guilty. I am too demand. It is not i am demand for a branded thing &lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; i am demand on him. I want him to be with me always even somehow i know he is too busy with his work. Somehow i being so selfish, i want&amp;nbsp;him&amp;nbsp;to accompany me to go dinner even he too tired to go out after work. I am sorry baby. But then, last night i have promised to myself i dont want to bother him always cause i know he has a lot of works to do, he very tired after a whole day busy at work. huhu i feel bad. Cause after a while i am not putting myself in his shoes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the one thing, i want the whole world know that how LUCKY i am having you in my life. The one who always forcing me to eat &lt;s&gt;SAYUR &lt;/s&gt;until i cry while eating. The one who always force me to eat when i dont want to eat. The one who will suap me if i refuse to eat. The one who care me more than other people did even sometime he is very cruel to me! Huh! But you know what, i feel grateful, i feel blessed having him in my life. He is being honest to his love. He is being honest in his deed. He is being the way he is in front of me. The one who comfort me like my friend always do to me. The one who treating me like a princess in his life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Allah, i don't ask anything else. You know what is the &lt;b&gt;BEST&lt;/b&gt; for me. I really want him badly in my life, i really want him, as the ask who always be MONSTER in every time forcing me to eat sayur, the CRUEL one to me cause he want the BEST in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look world, what else i could say except i LOVE him?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5013722894985614371?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5013722894985614371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5013722894985614371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5013722894985614371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-selfish.html' title='i Am selfish'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7666920812273137328</id><published>2010-03-04T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:03:44.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Dear World</title><content type='html'>Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first please forgive me with all mistake that i ever did. Sometimes i realized it and sometimes i am not. But my first intention to write this is to tell you about my baby. Cause you know what, when i am not with him i really really really can't bear the situation. Unfortunately, i always deny the fact. I don't know what's on earth &amp;nbsp;make me don't dare to face the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could i let someone who &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; tired asking me how's my life everyday. The person who never tired nagging me to take my vitamins, my medicine and all of that. The person who will scared if anything bad happen to me. Someone but can be everyone to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me world, how could i leave him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he is really the one you prepared for me before i see you, please world support me.Give me&amp;nbsp;strength to always love him. Give me strength to always support him, comfort him whenever he needs me. Please world, listen to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7666920812273137328?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7666920812273137328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7666920812273137328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7666920812273137328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-world.html' title='Dear World'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2072028623537197065</id><published>2010-02-17T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:05:46.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>5 days</title><content type='html'>I will leaving for 5 days starting from tomorrow. I have BTN at Betong. This is my first&amp;nbsp;experience having a course in this year. This course is&amp;nbsp;compulsory&amp;nbsp;to every&amp;nbsp;government servant. And we must pass this course. Leaving here meaning i have to leave my baby for 5 days. Fuh!!! I hope i am strong enough for not be with him within these 5 days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;At least Baby already cure from his flu and sore throat tomorrow so i am might not worry too much about him here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea i know that he can take k of himself but i can not tell myself&amp;nbsp;for&lt;b&gt; not&lt;/b&gt; worrying about him. He is my Baby ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Allah&lt;/b&gt;, please please please &lt;b&gt;take care of my prince&lt;/b&gt; while i am not be able to take care of him in this 5 days. Please &lt;b&gt;love him&lt;/b&gt; as much as you love me and please please please remind him that i will always love and miss him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you &lt;b&gt;Baby&lt;/b&gt;, please please please take&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;medicine&lt;/b&gt;, get enough &lt;b&gt;rest&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;take care of yourself&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;wake up early&lt;/b&gt; so you will not late to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish ish ish ("^.^)(^.^") ("^.^)(^.^")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry worry and worry non stop until i make sure that he cure already :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2072028623537197065?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2072028623537197065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/02/5-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2072028623537197065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2072028623537197065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/02/5-days.html' title='5 days'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2395317146080842306</id><published>2010-02-12T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:24:13.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>An illegal engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"i will try my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; to make this relation work" Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know this can not be called, an ENGAGEMENT. Cause it was not official and it is illegal. But our heart make it official and legal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So who cares?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i fall and fall in love with him everyday. So tell me what should i do when i am not be with him? There are lot and lot of things that we have to do before we can be together and before we can have word legal in our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Illegal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;. Only have two&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;words. But the small different can make a lot of thing different. Get it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i do not know why i can hear his name clearly in my heart. Am i desperate to get married soon? Of course not. Ermmm may be the pain i feel before was thought me a lot what is loosing mean. See! May be this is me:&amp;nbsp;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;hilophobia = fear of love, falling or being in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From the day we declared our relation by wearing a couple ring, there are lot of things running in my mind. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Darl, am i really good enough for you baby? am i really the person can make you smile while you are in grieving mood? But may be this is a simple para that can show hows my feeling onward you darl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I can’t promise you perfection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;cause that is not who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can’t promise you forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;cause I don’t hold fate within my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can’t promise you the sunshine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;because I know there will be rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can’t promise you complete happiness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;cause with true love, there comes pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can’t promise to always smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;cause life always has a way to make me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can’t promise to always stand strong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;cause it’s never easy to want to give life another try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2395317146080842306?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2395317146080842306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/02/illegal-engagement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2395317146080842306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2395317146080842306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/02/illegal-engagement.html' title='An illegal engagement'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-859544084377508075</id><published>2010-02-02T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:52:56.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby is in Singapore</title><content type='html'>He flew to Singapore this morning, and will leaving me about 3 days... He will coming back on Thursday... i can't wait. When he far from me now, i realized that i miss him, and i dont want to loose him. I know i always hurt him doing stupid thing and make him hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby, please please please forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you love!~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B, balit cepat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-859544084377508075?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/859544084377508075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-is-in-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/859544084377508075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/859544084377508075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-is-in-singapore.html' title='Baby is in Singapore'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7795330247027865286</id><published>2010-01-28T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:14:49.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Fall n fall n fall everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/demand4photography/4294432949/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/demand4photography/4294432949/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B... this video is for you. I know this is only a simple video but i hope you will enjoy it. Thanks for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;moments&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that we had. I fall and fall and fall in &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with you everyday darl. Thanks for always be by my side through good and bad times. Thanks for always support me and believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby... If i could, i want to be by your side for the whole of your life. To be with you in every breathe that you breath. I am sorry baby, sorry for do not have enough strength while i am with you. I know sometimes i push you away from me. It is not because i do not love you, but because of i &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; you so much. I became egoist with myself. I start to hate crying. I hate &lt;strike&gt;tears&lt;/strike&gt;. Finally, i hurt you badly with my behavior. I am sorry baby, and i really really sorry about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on top of that, i want you to know that i really &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7795330247027865286?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/demand4photography/4294432949/' title='Fall n fall n fall everyday'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7795330247027865286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/01/fall-n-fall-n-fall-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7795330247027865286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7795330247027865286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/01/fall-n-fall-n-fall-everyday.html' title='Fall n fall n fall everyday'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-785499252477807895</id><published>2010-01-19T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:16:56.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Falling slowly</title><content type='html'>I do not how the movie actually, i just got this link from baby. He gave me this link. As if this is the melody of his heart. He always touch&amp;nbsp; me. Touch me with his heart, with his love. I really want to say to the world that he is the person that i need for the whole of my life. But i do not have any strength to say it out loud. Cause i really afraid that i might be loosing him may be in just a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i understand the fragility of life, i start to &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; appreciate what i have in life. I can not list it here, cause it just to much. And i start to wondering, why must i look at the one thing i have lost before too long? While i have a lot and lot of things that i should appreciate and enjoy it while i still have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs and wants. Two different things in life. Usually, we always wants something based on what we crave for without knowing whether that is what we really need. And if we can have something that we want but actually we do not it so finally it is wasting. So i can say that, when we choose the person that we want no to the person that we really need in life so at the end it only just wasting our time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, at the moment i can say that who will be the person that i want and need for. I am happy with baby right now. I felt blessed when i am with him. The way he treats and loves me it feels that i do not want anybody else in my life. But how? Ermmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me love and miss him everyday. He makes me smile every time i think about him. Baby... i love him dear, more than you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-785499252477807895?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CoSL_qayMCc' title='Falling slowly'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/785499252477807895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/01/falling-slowly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/785499252477807895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/785499252477807895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/01/falling-slowly.html' title='Falling slowly'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5102547237130971901</id><published>2010-01-13T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:09:30.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Prince</title><content type='html'>Morning blues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how to start writing this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loosing and replacing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, does everything can be replaced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is FRAGILE. It can be fine right now but worse a few second later. If we are understand this concept we will more appreciate what we have now. I always remind myself to appreciate what i have now, cause sometimes i know i am to demand. But i learn to focus what i have now and at the same time working hard to get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy and feel glad for having him in my life now. Sorry, i do not have the answer why i still stay with you while we both know what obstacles in front us. The only answer that i can give to you is because of U... You do not know what have you done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;i&gt;LOVE&lt;/i&gt; u b... with all my heart. Thank you so much because you willingly care of me while i am sick. Thanks a lot for cooked &lt;i&gt;nasi goreng dabai &lt;/i&gt;for me and bring me to eat &lt;i&gt;bubur ayam&lt;/i&gt; nyum nyum hihi. I love u b. So much... and please do not ask me the same question again. Cause my answer will always be the same. It is because of U...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;you'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;i'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;and we'll linger on &lt;br /&gt;time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;no way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5102547237130971901?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5102547237130971901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/01/prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5102547237130971901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5102547237130971901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2010/01/prince.html' title='Prince'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2650015796346795808</id><published>2009-12-31T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:32:32.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>After one year</title><content type='html'>2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bad experienced about love this year. But it totally thought me what love is actually. But then suddenly at last month in this year, after more than one year i am officially in a relationship. i felt glad for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes for baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i do not know whether this is too soon to tell you this. But this is what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes i made stupid mistake while i'm with you, sometimes i made you felt disappointed, sometimes i know it is hard for you to handle me but above all i LOVE you so much dear, with all the laugh and tears that we had, with all the stupid jokes that we did, with all the sincere smiles that we shared, with the worried feeling of loosing "us". i never know what i have been missing while i met you. thanks for bring it back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to think much about what we gonna face in future but i really really really appreciate the LOVE that we had now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-efa- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2650015796346795808?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2650015796346795808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-one-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2650015796346795808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2650015796346795808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-one-year.html' title='After one year'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7842056967016590331</id><published>2009-12-24T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:00:16.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Serious matter</title><content type='html'>May be this is the first time we talk seriously about obstacles in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is really really really &lt;b&gt;BIG&lt;/b&gt; matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, for the first time we talk about obstacle that we had now. We can not do anything to change it now. Apparently both of us know what are the problems. We &lt;i&gt;need &lt;/i&gt;time. Need time to make a decision. Decision to go to the next stage in our relation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look &lt;b&gt;WORLD&lt;/b&gt;! i'm &lt;b&gt;proud&lt;/b&gt; to have him in my life. It is not because he is my &lt;i&gt;steady &lt;/i&gt;boyfriend right now, but he is the &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; who willingly care about me, he is the person make me &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; him more and more everyday, he makes me fall in&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with him everyday, he makes me feel secure while i am with him, he does not care hold me in front public, he shows to people that he has me in his &lt;i&gt;life.&lt;/i&gt; He makes me feel, that i was belonging to someone. And i love that feeling. He is my &lt;b&gt;best-friend. &lt;/b&gt;He is my &lt;b&gt;LOVER.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7842056967016590331?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7842056967016590331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/serious-matter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7842056967016590331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7842056967016590331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/serious-matter.html' title='Serious matter'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2339595830955238153</id><published>2009-12-21T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:55:08.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Should i think about it or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVE...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how small it is, all of us can feel it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is no person who is emotionless, it just an act from getting hurt. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;That is what&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06387572334872886340"&gt; Along &lt;/a&gt;said to me before. She is my best friend since secondary school. When i read other people blog today, then i realized that most of their blog said about &lt;i&gt;love &amp;amp; relationship. Hrmm &lt;/i&gt;well the same thing goes to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES&lt;/b&gt;, i am in a good &lt;i&gt;relationship&lt;/i&gt; now. I have a good &lt;i&gt;boyfie&lt;/i&gt;, he &lt;b&gt;cares&lt;/b&gt; about me, &lt;b&gt;loves&lt;/b&gt; me, &lt;b&gt;concern&lt;/b&gt; bout me, but no one knows that we have to handle &lt;i&gt;BIG&lt;/i&gt; thing together. Cause we're totally different in&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. That is the big problem within us. We know that we &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; each other, we know that we &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to live together, we know we like to put &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"US"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; than we, we know that we're &lt;i&gt;missing&lt;/i&gt; each other when we're far from each other, we know that we can &lt;i&gt;compromise&lt;/i&gt; with each other, we know that we had &lt;i&gt;a lot and lots of common&lt;/i&gt; things to share, we have a &lt;b&gt;STRONG&lt;/b&gt; reason why we can be together but &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;undeniably&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we also have a &lt;i&gt;BIG&lt;/i&gt; problem to solve before we can be together.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it? Dear Allah, i don't know what should i do. i &lt;b&gt;AM &lt;/b&gt;worried, &lt;b&gt;YES i am&lt;/b&gt;, but seems i don not care about it. But the fact is i just running from the real situation. It is not i do not want to think about it, but i just worried that the fact will hurt us deeply, i am worried when i realize the fact i will hurt more than i feel before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Allah, should i think about it or not? How can i solve it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2339595830955238153?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2339595830955238153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/should-i-think-about-it-or-not.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2339595830955238153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2339595830955238153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/should-i-think-about-it-or-not.html' title='Should i think about it or not?'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7987820812837540575</id><published>2009-12-08T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:00:09.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Dancing under the stars</title><content type='html'>We're &lt;b&gt;officially&lt;/b&gt; in &lt;b&gt;relationship.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make a move. &lt;i&gt;Don't look back too long in what you have been through before and don't look too much in your future. &lt;/i&gt;Appreciate what you have now. That is important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he said &lt;i&gt;"You have got me baby, you got my heart" &lt;/i&gt;seriously that time i feel this world is belong to me. Yes, i don't say anything. It just i can't. All i can do was smiling. I want to tell the world "Hey look! He is my boyfriend! The person who cares of me, the person who concern about me all the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were danced under the stars last night. It was so awesome.&amp;nbsp; And feel happy when i &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; with him. We laughing all the time, we share stupid jokes and also the warm beats of our heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7987820812837540575?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7987820812837540575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/dancing-under-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7987820812837540575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7987820812837540575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/dancing-under-stars.html' title='Dancing under the stars'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4133412439587482122</id><published>2009-12-07T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:59:19.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>Perempuan</title><content type='html'>"Ketika Aku menciptakan seorang &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;wanita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, ia  diharuskan untuk menjadi seorang yang &lt;i&gt;istimewa&lt;/i&gt;.  Aku membuat &lt;b&gt;bahunya cukup kuat&lt;/b&gt; untuk  menopang dunia; namun, harus cukup lembut  untuk memberikan kenyamanan". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku memberikannya &lt;i&gt;kekuatan &lt;/i&gt;dari dalam untuk  mampu melahirkan anak dan menerima penolakan  yang seringkali datang dari anak-anaknya." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku memberinya &lt;i&gt;kekerasan&lt;/i&gt; untuk membuatnya  tetap tegar ketika orang-orang lain menyerah, dan  mengasuh keluarganya dengan penderitaan dan  kelelahan tanpa mengeluh." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku memberinya &lt;i&gt;kepekaan&lt;/i&gt; untuk mencintai anak- anaknya dalam setiap keadaan, bahkan ketika  anaknya bersikap sangat menyakiti hatinya." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku memberinya &lt;i&gt;kekuatan&lt;/i&gt; untuk mendukung suaminya dalam kegagalannya dan melengkapi  dengan tulang rusuk suaminya untuk melindungi  hatinya." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku memberinya &lt;i&gt;kebijaksanaan&lt;/i&gt; untuk mengetahui bahwa seorang suami yang baik takkan pernah  menyakiti isterinya, tetapi kadang menguji  kekuatannya dan ketetapan hatinya untuk berada disisi suaminya tanpa ragu." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan akhirnya, Aku memberinya air mata untuk dititiskan. Ini adalah khusus miliknya untuk  digunakan bilapun ia perlukan." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kecantikan seorang wanita bukanlah dari pakaian  yang dikenakannya, susuk yang ia tampilkan, atau  bagaimana ia menyisir rambutnya.Kecantikan  seorang wanita harus dilihat dari matanya, kerana  itulah pintu hatinya, tempat dimana cinta itu ada."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4133412439587482122?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4133412439587482122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/perempuan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4133412439587482122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4133412439587482122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/perempuan.html' title='Perempuan'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5848954671498072552</id><published>2009-12-02T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T16:49:08.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Berlari</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lymkpapAhZU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lymkpapAhZU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bok lekak habis nangga ceria SEPI, err 7/10... a love story p cara penyampaian dlm cerita ya best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada lah cgek scene dlm cerita tok, Sufi yang telah kematian isteri tok nang mala jak berlari sik berhenti2. So bila nya sampei kat taman tok, nya jumpa Marya [Siti Eja] then eja nanyak nya. Pahal nya mala jak berlari sampei kasut nya bisak2 semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"awak nie berlari meninggalkan sesuatu atau lari kepada sesuatu?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin memang dah lumrah nya, kebanyakkan dari kita akan berlari meninggalkan seuatu, jarang untuk kita berlari kepada sesuatu. &lt;b&gt;Manusia&lt;/b&gt;. Bila dah rasa sakit mulalah langkah demi langkah di hayun untuk meninggalkan nya. The same thing goes to me. Aku lari sik tauk nak pg cne dengan harapan aku dapat lari dari kesakitan ya. Tapi sejauh nie mampu untuk berlari? Kesakitan tetap terasa jika sik berani nak berhadapan dengan nya. Kita sik kan mampu nak mengubah apa yang dah tertulis. Tapi kita mampu mengubah keadaan yang sedang kita hadapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Melepaskan bukan bererti kehilangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejarlah jika sesuatu itu mempu memberikan manfaat kepada kita, walau macam mana sekalipun payah nya. Percayalah pada takdir. Percaya bahawa tiap sesuatu itu sudah pun d tetapkan. Jika ia telah berlaku maka tiada siapa pun mampu mengubah nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenak dlm berjuta-juta org dlm dunia tok, akhirnya kita jumpa org ya? Kenak sik org lain? kenak mesti jumpa pak abu? tapi bukan pak ali? Pertemuan semua nya dah pun di tetapkan. Tapi kita yang berhak memutuskan siapa yang patut untuk terus berada d hati kita.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kenak mesti berjumpa, andai perlu mengatakan selamat tinggal? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5848954671498072552?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5848954671498072552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/bok-lekak-habis-nangga-ceria-sepi-err.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5848954671498072552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5848954671498072552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/12/bok-lekak-habis-nangga-ceria-sepi-err.html' title='Berlari'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6048666060093043679</id><published>2009-11-30T11:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:56:52.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>i'm mO.Oving</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because I'm losing, doesnt mean I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm hurting, doesnt mean I'm hurt&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm upset, doesnt mean I'm sad&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm down, doesnt mean I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to be on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i took this from dayna blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;No matter where i go, FACT is fact &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Baby, i know that i always find a reason for not talking about our feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i'm being so mean to you right baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but actually i'm just afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Too afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;If ask you to take care of me, give me a reason why he is not deserve my feeling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;to protect by getting hurt from anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but how if&lt;br /&gt;in the end i just can't love you back the way i should love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i will hurt you badly b,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;while i understand well how hurt feels &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;YES! i was too afraid to fall in love again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i have to admit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;apart of the reason is come from your love stories before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i know the fact,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When you love someone there is no guarantee that they love you back as the way you love them"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;this hurt is killing inside me badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i thought that i was strong enough to get over all of these before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but when it comes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i totally feel weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;feel lost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;feel hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and i'm too afraid with LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i don't know why this time i was too afraid with LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;before this i took 4 years before i really can overcome my feelings toward one of this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;is that the reason why i became so afraid with LOVE? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;worried that it might be happen again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;am i too afraid of getting hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but why must i feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;while i know that i am a strong person&lt;br /&gt;errr&lt;br /&gt;am i really a strong person or&lt;br /&gt;i just pretend that i am strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i hurt you one day&lt;br /&gt;apparently &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i need someone who can show to me that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;he is not the one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;he is not deserve my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;please show me a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;why i should not miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;why i should not love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;protect me from this hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;im being so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;of all my feeling towards him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i need your support b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;please show to me that i can't care of myself even i can do it alone&lt;br /&gt;please show to me now baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i'm not a slaver to this HELL feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i'm not looking a MR RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;looking for the imperfect person who can make my LIFE perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i move a step forward &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6048666060093043679?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6048666060093043679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-mooving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6048666060093043679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6048666060093043679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-mooving.html' title='i&apos;m mO.Oving'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4795842607986927293</id><published>2009-11-26T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:02:50.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>is this can call a POEM?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm running out of word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this feeling is conquer me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before i can understand it&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;denying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is that can make any different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a reason from hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a real inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feeling is not something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can easily to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, it is a fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feeling is a fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that mind cannot understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how it start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4795842607986927293?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4795842607986927293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-this-can-call-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4795842607986927293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4795842607986927293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-this-can-call-poem.html' title='is this can call a POEM?'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2382429204029995946</id><published>2009-11-25T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:09:27.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>Doesn't mean</title><content type='html'>Just because I'm losing, doesnt mean I'm lost &lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm hurting, doesnt mean I'm hurt &lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm upset, doesnt mean I'm sad&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just because I'm down, doesnt mean I've fallen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I just need to be on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i got this from diyana blog, thanks to her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3712875143768487047</id><published>2009-11-20T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:08:40.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>YES, i DO</title><content type='html'>I have been asked by one of my closer friend. Soalan bonus. And i simply answered to her YES, i DO! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have any ideas to tell her how's my feeling now. i know she read my blog that is why she suddenly asked me the hardest question in the world. May be for her but not for me. i don't have any problem to answer any question from her because i know everything is over. What is past is past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i Do joan. I know i don't have to tell you how my feeling cause i bet you can feel me. May be you're right. It is not i miss him but i miss the memory that i have while i'm with him. May be i got trouble with my sense, when everything is on my shoulder i never once cry. It just that i can't cry. I don't have time to cry or to think how my feeling during that time. The only thing in my mind is, i want her to be fine. That it is. I put a side my&amp;nbsp; own feeling. Honestly, during that time i &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;HATE&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt; him! It is not for what he has done to me, but what he has done to her. He can hurt me badly, but please don't do that to that girl. I sacrifice my own feeling just want to make sure that he be with her but at the end he hurt her badly. i know i don't have power to change what has fated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually on top of that i feel blessed by all of this. Cause i become stronger n stronger than before. And my self esteem boost 100% than before. Life is not counted by what education that you get from uni. Your higher education, how beautiful you're, which brand that you bought for your cloths, or which saloon that you go every month but people look at you HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway joan, thanks a lot for comforting me this evening. i really3 appreciate it dear. Please help me to pray the best for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;efa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3712875143768487047?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3712875143768487047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-i-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3712875143768487047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3712875143768487047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-i-do.html' title='YES, i DO'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3062439089623844803</id><published>2009-11-19T10:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:00:10.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>it is 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGSZn5ll5q4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGSZn5ll5q4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a one year older now. but it only 21st. i'm still young. And i'm sure about it. Hahaha Cause no matter how old i am i'm still the younger in my family. And no matter how old i am my mum + my dad + my sis will still called me adek haha. That the fact that i can't change. Envy of me Opps! i'm just very lucky to be ADEK for the whole of my life :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;CRY&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too much this year. More than last year but the good thing is i &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LAUGH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;7X more&lt;/b&gt; than last year. Can beat it? i feel blessed by having a great PARENTS, having the only ONE Along, One angah and lots of KAKAK, having a great COUSINs, great FRIENDs, great BOSSes, great COLLEAGUE, and many more things that just can't listed here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;HURT&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. it is compulsory in &lt;i&gt;LIFE&lt;/i&gt;. I'm being hurt by someone that i really &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But i don't want to think i'm a victim here. Come on. While i still can do a lots of things in life i just can't sit n think how bad my feeling is. Sometimes i cry too much than other. Too loud than other people. But please, I'm a HUMAN or the other words I'm a GIRL. Sometimes i can be too emotional. But i know it still ok, cause i'm sure it won't last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;i&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/i&gt; do that. Always keep what i feel inside my heart alone. I don't know how to express it. I'm a pretender i guess. NO! i'm an actress. Haha But the fact is, i hard for me to tell others my real feelings. It is more easier for me to write what i feel than tell other. But actually i'm just too secretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE u! whoever read my blog. Please take note to this statement. i LOVE u! no matter who you are. I will love u as the way you're. Some people said i just love people more than i love myself. That is totally wrong. I love myself sooooooooooo much. That is why i can love people back. I can't love other people if i don't love myself. Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i DON'T want to do it again. Guess what? be a &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PLAYER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i Do it once while i'm in secondary school. And i don't want to do it again now. Even i stated in my previous blog that may be become a player again but opps! sorry it just not me. i don't want to waste my time to do that stupid things. FRUITLESS. It is better for me to wait my Mr RIGHT with patient n SMILE all the time. The most important thing is i don't want to force myself to love someone that from start that i know that i don't want to be with. i'm a TYPICAL girl when speaks about love actually. That is maybe one of the impact i read too much book about relationship, watched too much movies about love, listened to too much love songs and dreams too much about soul-mate. Hihi&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my future soul-mate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr this letter sound weird, but i know that you're there. It just we're not find the right time to meet yet. If one day you find me, please take care of me, cause i'm being so tired to take care of myself before. Please share everything with me cause i'm bored have to keep it all alone before. Please accept me as the way as i am and i will do the same the same thing to you. Once, i call you as a husband, that is mean you have to lead me to a good path, and i can count on you for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-efa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p/s: for those who want me to get married fast,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;why don't don't you all help me to find a husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;anyway thanks for all the birthday wishes that i got yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and the presents as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and also the hugs that i got from all of you on my birthday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMiTV0FohZE/SwSxqObg6QI/AAAAAAAAATI/uaXzatBTMOU/s1600/IMG_8471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMiTV0FohZE/SwSxqObg6QI/AAAAAAAAATI/uaXzatBTMOU/s320/IMG_8471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3062439089623844803?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3062439089623844803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3062439089623844803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3062439089623844803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-is-21.html' title='it is 21'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMiTV0FohZE/SwSxqObg6QI/AAAAAAAAATI/uaXzatBTMOU/s72-c/IMG_8471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-704666925436489189</id><published>2009-11-16T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:03:46.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Aku bukan selayaknya</title><content type='html'>Sesungguhnya aku bukan selayaknya untuk berbicara tentang cinta dan pengorbanan. Apa yang pernah ku lalukan untuk cinta? Aku lakukan semata-mata hanya dari hati. Kerna aku yakin sekali kata hati dan kata nafsu itu akan menyebabkan keadaan berbeza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sendiri sebenarnya x mampu nak membuat keputusan yang sebetulnya sekarang. Arfan terletak jaoh sekali di hati. Kukuh dan kuat nya dalam hati ku dengan keizinan dari pencipta ku. Aku bisa membuat keputusan kerana keizinan nya. Aku bisa bersabar dan bertahan atas segala dugaan semua nya atas kasih dan cinta nya Allah kepada ku. Aku berharap, kasih dan sayang ku pada arfan kelak akan mampu menyebabkan aku mampu makin dekat dengan pencipta ku. Walaupun mungkin dia adalah bukan untuk ku tapi aku tetap mendoakan itu bukan penyebab aku semakin jauh dengan penciptaku. Amin... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bersandar hanya pada Mu Ya Allah, Yang Maha mengetahui, hidup, mati, jodoh dan rezeki ku. Aku hanya perlu berusaha. Tapi terus terang ku katakan, jika tentang arfan di bicarakan, aku kaku untuk memberikan apa-apa jawapan sekali pun. Cuma apa yang mampu aku katakan, Allah lebih mengetahui apa yang ada di dalam hati ku. Kerna walau seribu kata pun aku luahkan untuk menghuraikan nya, tetap tidak mampu untuk mengatakan perasaan ku pada nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bersujud hanya pada mu Ya Allah pada tiap kali perasaan rindu ku padanya meragut ketenangan jiwaku. Aku bersujud pada mu Ya Allah pada tiap kali aku luahkan sayang ku pada nya. Aku bersujud pada tiap kali mata ini tidak mampu ku lelapkan barang sesaat tika aku sangat merinduinya. Aku sujud pada mu Ya Allah tika aku tidak lagi mampu meluahkan perasaan walau dengan sesiapapun. Kerna sesungguhnya kau lebih mengetahui apa yang aku rasa, siapa diriku, hati ku dan niat ku. Sesungguhnya di hadapan Mu, aku ada lah manusia yang paling lemah sekali. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;seorang sahabat bertanya kepada nabi S.A.W "bagaimana ciri-ciri org yang patut aku dampingi (untuk di jadikan teman)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nabi bersabda: " teman yg patut kamu dampingi ialah apabila melihatnya kamu teringat Allah, apabila mendengar kata-katanya bertambah ilmumu, dan apabila melihat amalan-amalan nya lalu kamu teringat dengan akhirat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ya Allah, jika dia jodohkku, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau permudahkanlah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan jika dia bukan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kau jauhkanlah dia dariku &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan jika perasaan ini, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menyayanginya kerana Mu, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kau bantulah kami &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan jika ia hanya nafsu semata-mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau jauhkan dia dari kami... &lt;b&gt;Amin&lt;/b&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6720145449162244644</id><published>2009-11-16T12:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:50:40.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lirik lagu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><title type='text'>Nur Kasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mO0_zI_sZuI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mO0_zI_sZuI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewat ini ku rasakan&lt;br /&gt;Kasih kian ku dambakan&lt;br /&gt;Resah hati yang ku pendam&lt;br /&gt;Pada takdir dan harapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detik waktu dan suratan&lt;br /&gt;Siapa tahu ketentuan&lt;br /&gt;Ku mencari cahayanya&lt;br /&gt;Dalam bayang kegelapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Nasib hidup dan pilihan&lt;br /&gt;Lain hukum setiap insan&lt;br /&gt;Mengharapkan perjalanan&lt;br /&gt;Dalam maya kesamaran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kembali kerana masih&lt;br /&gt;Mencari yang hakiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinar pasti&lt;br /&gt;Janji suci yang abadi&lt;br /&gt;Ooo kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Oh nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kembali kerana&lt;br /&gt;Masih mencari yang hakiki&lt;br /&gt;Sinar pasti&lt;br /&gt;Janji suci yang abadi&lt;br /&gt;Nur nur ya nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Nur ya nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Nur nur kasih&lt;br /&gt;Nur kasih&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6720145449162244644?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6720145449162244644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/nur-kasih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6720145449162244644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6720145449162244644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/nur-kasih.html' title='Nur Kasih'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7345488655569287246</id><published>2009-11-13T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T17:50:31.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Before weekend</title><content type='html'>Hai babe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go back to kampung this nite, so i will leaving all of our memory for about two days here. I'm gonna miss you badly this weekend. That for sure :D. Not much that i want to tell you actually, just want to tell that i miss you :D. Miss you a lot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;with lots of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7345488655569287246?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7345488655569287246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7345488655569287246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7345488655569287246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-weekend.html' title='Before weekend'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5259339576429897688</id><published>2009-11-11T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:35:24.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><title type='text'>i'm sorry to say it again</title><content type='html'>Cause i'm only a human, no matter how strong i am sometimes my tears burst. Not to give up with what i have but this feeling sometimes is bothering me. Missing him. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Rest in peace in my heart&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Only me and Allah knows what i feel. I'm NOT giving up, i'm NOT waiting for him [i guess so] it just my heart. Missing someone is not an&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;abnormal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few second kak no tell me something about love hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"cinta yg ikhlas sik perlu d lafazkan nya akan tetap ada d dalam hati" &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's right. Sometimes we don't have to tell other if we can't it is more than enough for us to know it and felt it. i know that he will always in my heart, no matter how far i go, no matter who will be with me. Rest in peace dear, rest in peace in my heart... i miss him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5259339576429897688?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5259339576429897688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sorry-to-say-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5259339576429897688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5259339576429897688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sorry-to-say-it-again.html' title='i&apos;m sorry to say it again'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5055826995625630922</id><published>2009-11-06T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T17:33:46.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Reminisce</title><content type='html'>i miss him.. :D yeah, he walked out from my life, leaved me, and gave a BIG hurt to me. But on top of it, all the memories that we had was too SWEET to reminisce :D. i don't look at him as something that hurt me badly cause after a while i didn't see him anymore. And to be honest, i don't know where he is. Who cares about it, cause i know Allah knows what is the BEST&amp;nbsp; for me. i DON'T have to regret anything about it. The only thing that i should do is TRUST to Allah there's must be something good happen after a storm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm still talking about him.. Why? errr. I don't find the reason why it have to be that way. For sure i broke up with my boyfriend is not because of him. i'm not into that relation. It is not because of he not sweet or what, but i guess that i just can't give commitment as the way i should give to him. And finally, i feel i don't feel fair to him. So i make a decision to break up. Being single again. It is a good thing actually. Can "cuci mata" with handsome guys around me. And i REALLY like it. Hang out with whoever i want and i have right to choose with whom i want to hang out. Is that call &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;playgirl&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? Opps! who cares??? hahaha i'm feel happy about it. The important thing is i'm not CHASING them, they are looking for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happen to me, no matter how bad my hurt is, i always to put my &lt;b&gt;HEAD HELD HIGH&lt;/b&gt;. Stand to world with proud. I don't have much time to cry a lot. I know there are still many things in life that i don't explore yet. YES, i cry sometimes when my "sa'al" is coming. But it just temporary. i never skip my day without pray to Allah that he might get the best thing in life, pray the best for him, pray that he will always be fine no matter where he is. Cause that is the only thing that i can do. And i'm happy to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5055826995625630922?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5055826995625630922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/reminisce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5055826995625630922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5055826995625630922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/reminisce.html' title='Reminisce'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5589739382983699701</id><published>2009-11-03T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:39:20.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>second chance</title><content type='html'>yesterday night, as usual.. bai + me lepak2 at warong... having a GREAT roti pisang + roti nan cheese FUH! memang layan. talking about PELUANG KEDUA.... does everyone will have it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanna get married with osman. she told me if osman ask her to get married for this time she will say YES.. hrmmm GOOD for her. n me? will i have the second chance? sometimes we have to BE selfish. I had given twice chance to other, n promise if i have the second chance i will used the BEST i could. i don't want lo let him go anymore. but, do i have it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5589739382983699701?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5589739382983699701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5589739382983699701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5589739382983699701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-chance.html' title='second chance'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7236658854409486971</id><published>2009-10-27T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:57:37.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldo Al Battar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Ya Rabbi</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Rabbi&lt;br /&gt;Jika cintaku Kau ciptakan untuk dia&lt;br /&gt;Tabahkan hatinya&lt;br /&gt;Teguhkan imannya&lt;br /&gt;Sucikan cintanya&lt;br /&gt;Lembutkan rindunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbi.....&lt;br /&gt;Jika hatiku Kau ciptakan untuk dia&lt;br /&gt;Penuhi hatinya dengan Kasih-MU&lt;br /&gt;Terangi langkahnya dengan Nur-MU&lt;br /&gt;Bisikkan kedamaian dalam kegalauan&lt;br /&gt;Temani dia dalam kesepian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbi...&lt;br /&gt;kutitipkan cintaku pada-MU untuknya&lt;br /&gt;Resapkan rinduku pada rindunya&lt;br /&gt;Mekarkan cintaku bersama cintanya&lt;br /&gt;Satukan hidupku dan hidupnya&lt;br /&gt;dalam cinta-MU&lt;br /&gt;Sebab, sungguh aku mencintainya karena-MU...&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7236658854409486971?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7236658854409486971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/ya-rabbi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7236658854409486971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7236658854409486971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/ya-rabbi.html' title='Ya Rabbi'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-8722713596070265101</id><published>2009-10-21T08:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:17:55.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>Girl &lt; Woman.</title><content type='html'>Girl &amp;lt; Woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls want to control the man in their life.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women know that if he’s truly hers, he doesn’t need controlling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls check you for not calling them.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are afraid to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women revel in it-using it as a time for personal growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls ignore the good guys.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women ignore the bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls make you come home.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women make you want to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls try to monopolize all their man’s time (i.e., don’t want him hanging with his friends).&lt;br /&gt;Grown women realize that a lil’ bit of space makes the ‘together time’ even more special-and goes to kick it with her own friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls think a guy crying is weak.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women offer their shoulder and a tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls want to be spoiled and ‘tell’ their man so.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women ‘show’ him and make him comfortable enough to reciprocate without fear of losing his ‘manhood’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls get hurt by one man and make all men pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women know that was just one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls fall in love and chase aimlessly after the object of their affection, ignoring all ‘signs’.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women know that sometimes the one you love, don’t always love you back-and move on, without bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls will read this and get an attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Grown women will read this and pass it on to other Grown women &amp;amp; their male friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-8722713596070265101?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/8722713596070265101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/girl-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8722713596070265101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8722713596070265101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/girl-woman.html' title='Girl &lt; Woman.'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2934138319600895124</id><published>2009-10-19T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:04:19.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lirik lagu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Perempuan Bekalong Sorban</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr7Qplzalb0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr7Qplzalb0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ada tiada rasa dalam jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Rindu akan memanggil-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Karna setiap jiwa t'lah bersumpah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setia hanyalah kepada-Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila cinta ada di dalam jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Wangi bunga dunia tanpa nestapa&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang dirasa hanyalah Dia&lt;br /&gt;Hati 'kan memuja hanya pada-Nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;br /&gt;Gemetar tubuhku&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;br /&gt;Hangatnya nafasku&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;br /&gt;Menderu sang rindu&lt;br /&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rindu... rindu... rindu qalbu&lt;br /&gt;Memanggil-manggil nama-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Seperti terbang di langit-Mu&lt;br /&gt;Tenggelam di lautan cinta-Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertabur qalbu yang rindu&lt;br /&gt;Melebur menjadi satu&lt;br /&gt;Bagai menari diiringi pelangi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ketika cinta memanggil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cerita dari seberang. i will give 10 stars to this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hawa kadang-kadang d pandang remeh oleh kaum Adam. Kata-kata dari Hawa di perlekehkan oleh kaum Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lalu di mana adilnya dan istimewanya kedudukan Hawa dimata Adam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sedangkan Allah sendiri meletakkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hawa adalah yang istimewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sangat istimewa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dari bermulanya pembahagian harta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dalam layanan sebagai anak dan isteri seterusnya ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hawa adalah istimewa&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan tanggungjawab menjaganya terletak kemas di bahu kaum Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hawa mampu berubah keadaan walau dalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kelembutannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiap kali Hawa di sakiti oleh kaum Adam lalu ia tetap bangkit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bangkit untuk mempertahankan dirinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bangkit mempertahankan keluarga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan maruah dirinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenapa harus Hawa di lakukan sedemikian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sedangkan kami,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kaum Hawa di ciptakan dari tulang rusuk kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kaum Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yang di ambil terlalu dekat dengan HATI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supaya kami turut dekat di hati kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jauh dari tangan dan kaki mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supaya kami jauh dari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tamparan dan tendangan mu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jauh dari mulutmu untuk di hina dan di maki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hawa di cipatakan untuk bersama Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bagi menyempurnakan hidup nya kaum Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Aku perempuan yang boleh hidup tanpa lelaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tetapi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bukan bermakna aku tidak memerlukan lelaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;untuk aku kasihi dan sayangi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2934138319600895124?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2934138319600895124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/perempuan-bekalong-sorban.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2934138319600895124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2934138319600895124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/perempuan-bekalong-sorban.html' title='Perempuan Bekalong Sorban'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2675829683755498965</id><published>2009-10-16T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:45:01.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>TGiF</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, internet back as normal. I can up date my blog with full of Blogging Spirit hahaha. Yes, i love to write. I really love it n love to read. but i &lt;b&gt;HATE&lt;/b&gt; calculation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we [bai + i] confessed + shared what had happened to our &lt;b&gt;LIFE&lt;/b&gt;. At first we talking about our past life. How we deal with hell situation, with money, with back stabbers, with our BEST buddies, family, admire &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*blushing*&lt;/span&gt; our first love&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; *senyum sampei ke telinga*&lt;/span&gt; and finally we're taking about our &lt;b&gt;HEART.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i a while, after a lot things happen never once i cry until last night. When suddenly Bai asked me bout how i can handle everything in my life lately. She the one who always be with me no matter how bad my decision is. Thanks to Allah i have her in my life.While i'm too busy with my classes, assignments, my friend's life then i realize i don't have much time to think about how sad my HEART is actually. Haha. This is what she told me before "Besar nie jak badan ko ya nak menampung semua beban d bahu ya?" Yes, i know it. But i know i can handle it well because i know i still Allah and pray. When it seems i don't anything else, seems it don't have anyways anymore. I know i still have Allah n PRAY to HIM. :D That is how i handle my life now. Some of friend said, quit busy to care about others and concern about myself more but seriously i just can't do that. I know how i can handle my life, my prob, my time and also my HEART, that is why Allah give me this strength. For me to help other. Not only for personal use only. Helping people is actually helping myself on the same time. Helping myself to boost my spirit by realize i still have a lot of beautiful things, still have a lot supportive family members, have best friend, best cousins, and the BEST thoughts about myself which is know not many people have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not crying because of what had happened, i have NO time to cry bout it while i know still can do alit of things in my life. but i cry because of that ONE WORD. LOVE??? hahaha no! i have a lots of LOVE round me. Alhamdullillah... Let is keeps my own secret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2675829683755498965?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2675829683755498965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2675829683755498965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2675829683755498965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/tgif.html' title='TGiF'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3338453885061612055</id><published>2009-10-16T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:51:11.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><title type='text'>Perkahwinan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOGou6UJdmk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOGou6UJdmk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3338453885061612055?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3338453885061612055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/perkahwinan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3338453885061612055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3338453885061612055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/perkahwinan.html' title='Perkahwinan'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7050201525790986523</id><published>2009-10-16T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:07:46.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Hari marek pun</title><content type='html'>Entah tiba-tiba petang tok hati aku terasa sayu. Kebanyakkan org dah balit time tok. Dah lepas kol 5 bah. Aku sengaja balit aher malas nak balit rumah agik, ada kelas akaun kak tok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai selalu padah aku dengan aryan seperti di dunia masing-masing. Dalam dunia yang berbeza. Dan aku sik faham jwak kenak aku boleh bersabar dan bertenang dengan aryan walau sesungguhnya&amp;nbsp; kesabaran aku teruji dengan sikap keanak-anakan nya. Sungguh he is like a kid. Dan aku lebih berperanan seperti penjaga nya. Aku rasa bertanggungjawab atas nya. Maka tiap kali ya jwak lah aku kenak oleh bai, atas dasar tanggungjawab apa? Slumber jak aku jawab tanggungjawab sebagai girlfriend! Sound nonsense terus! hahahaha I know i can't be a good girlfriend to him. seriously i can't. i just give the BEST shoot that i could do now. So if anything happen later, at least i will not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papadom is a GOOD movie. i watched it last night with kak rozi n bai. Nang lucu cita ya. Aku puas hati bayar tiket dengan harga RM 7. Kita sik kan dapat jaga org yang kita sayang 24/7. Tapi demi sayang nya Saadom tok dengan anak nya, sanggup nya jaga anak nya sampei kedak ya. Tapi yalah, anak nya sik pat nak bergerak bebas. When we really love someone we should let them to choose their own way. [a good one la] Even they choose to go from us. Some people said, kadang-kadang kita kenak biarkan org yang kita sayang ya pergi dari kita, mun x macam nie cdak nak balit dengan kita? But is not an easy task to let go someone that we really love. It feels they bring our heart as well. And it makes we have a BIG hole in our heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7050201525790986523?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7050201525790986523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/hari-marek-pun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7050201525790986523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7050201525790986523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/hari-marek-pun.html' title='Hari marek pun'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2224130299066070735</id><published>2009-10-13T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:36:30.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>yeah HE always be my BOY!</title><content type='html'>i know that you will always be my boy, no matter what. No matter how far i go, no matter who with me i will not n ever forget about you. You know why, because no matter who with me i know that you always be the person who can love me more than others can. But, please don't ask me why i can't be with you. I'm so sorry i can't give you any reason, none of it. Everything is in Allah plans. forgive me because i can't cant be the perfect one for you but no matter what you will always be my BOY. inside my heart! and no matter where i go, who with me i will always you love you as my BESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT boy in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -efa-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2224130299066070735?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2224130299066070735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah-he-always-be-my-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2224130299066070735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2224130299066070735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah-he-always-be-my-boy.html' title='yeah HE always be my BOY!'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-8472629571657938541</id><published>2009-10-09T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:59:21.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>i'm MUCH better now</title><content type='html'>Aku rasa, aku memang much better now. i didn't expect thing will become more complicated than i thought. Aku sik tauk apa patut aku react to this thing. Sedih ka, happy ka... banyak glak benda berlaku. Sekejap aku i received  bad news, then the other second i received good news. Seriously, i dont have any idea how to handle this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marek lah aku rasa, kesabaran aku paling di uji. Nang terasa ketabahan aku rasa dah habis dah pun, tapi the other second, i feel calm. Dan aku bersyukur atas SEGALANYA. Aku bersyukur sebab aku maseh mampu menanganinya dengan tenang, tabah dan sabar. Dalam banyak- banyak orang, cuma In jak tauk apa sebenarnya yang berlaku dengan aku. Sebab time ya aku sik mampu nak mada apa-apa pun.Aku cuma mampu menulis jak gik apa yang aku rasa. Aku sik mampu nak react dengan keadaan yg macam tok. I don't trust anybody here at the moment. And didn't tell anyone here what had happen lately. They only know a bit of it. Aku bukan yg senang nak express apa yang aku rasa dalam hati. Ya lah kelemahan aku. Mungkin dah sejak azali org berbintang SCORPION tok memang perahsia org nya. When reach at one level, i said that i wanna cry tapi tapi aku sik nangis tapi sebenarnya time ya lah aku nangis dlm hati. Mun gik aku boleh nangis2 ngadu2 dengan org apa masalah aku, ya belom besar glak lah ya. Mun dah aku sik mampu nak react to environment ya lah tanda nya aku d landa masalah yang aku belom mampu mok cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku adalah org tempat Princess mengadu without she knows that aku adalah org menyaksikan apa yang sedang berlaku, aku adalah org yang mendengar segala yang berlaku, and infront of her i have to be strong. And in front of everyone here i have to be strong and pretend that nothing happen and pretend that i don't know the real stories behind. It easy to other people to say anything, but when you're the third party and you're the only person who knows the real stories for each party i'm sure that u can feel how's my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku cuma mampu berdoa, akan ada perkara yang lebih baik berlaku selepas perkara tok selesai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Allah tidak pernah menjanjikan hari-hari tanpa duka...,Tawa tanpa tangis..., Dan matahari tanpa hujan...,Tapi Allah menjanjikan kekuatan kepada setiap insan...., Ketenangan dalam dalam setiap tetes air mata..., Dan cahaya bagi setiap jalan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tauk, aku KUAT sebab ya ALLAH pilih aku to face with this kind of probs. He believes in me no matter how hard the situation, i will always put others feeling first then my own feeling. Cause he knows that i will not give up easily no matter what. And the most important thing is cause i know &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALLAH loves me more :D&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-8472629571657938541?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/8472629571657938541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-much-better-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8472629571657938541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8472629571657938541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-much-better-now.html' title='i&apos;m MUCH better now'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-952910082039946341</id><published>2009-10-09T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:49:19.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Belom di tempat yg sepatutnya</title><content type='html'>Maaf aryan, saya belom mampu meletakkan hati saya dalam hubungan ini. Saya berjanji untuk melakukan yang terbaik dalam perhubungan ini. Tapi buat masa ini, rasa-rasa nya saya belom mampu. Bukan kerana siapa-siapa atau atas apa-apa sebab sekalipun tetapi kerana saya rasa memang saya belom mampu meletakkan hati saya di tempat yang sepatutnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mohon maaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-efa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-952910082039946341?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/952910082039946341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/belom-di-tempat-yg-sepatutnya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/952910082039946341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/952910082039946341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/belom-di-tempat-yg-sepatutnya.html' title='Belom di tempat yg sepatutnya'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2443397953055460802</id><published>2009-10-08T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:18:50.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><title type='text'>Cinta sik pat di paksa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Kekuatan cinta adalah di ukur dari kekuatan melepaskan org yang kita sayang&lt;/span&gt; - Smallville season 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Bila kita bena-bena sayang dengan nya, maka kita akan fikirkan tentang hati nya dolok dari hati kita pun&lt;/span&gt; - kyle XY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamak dah aku x up date aku pun thoughts here, most of it aku banyak copy paste dari FB jak, dari sorang mamat indon tok, apa nama aku pun dah lupak. Cgek cgek benda jadi macam d rancang jak. Sesungguhnya memang ALLAH yang MAHA mengetahui apa yang terjadi. Nak madah aku tersepit sik jwak, cuma aku nang x tauk mcm nie nak respon to this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila malam tadik bila in padah "ktk mala klaka hal nya jak, mun kmk x tanyak hal faez,[a.k.a aryan] alu lah ktk x bercerita ngan kmk tentang nya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alulah aku tek berfikir sepanjang malam, dan sampei pagi tok pun aku gik jwak berfikir tentang yg in padah ya... No, i'm not thinking about him anymore. Baca semua yang princess aku anta tek polah jiwa aku rasa macam melayang jap. Aku x mampu baca habis pun. Nang hebat Princess. Dapat gik nya baca habis apa nak org ya berik dengan pompuan ya. Mun aku d tempat nya memang x terkabe dah rasa. Sebab nya ada hak jwak mok polah mcm&amp;nbsp; ya berbanding aku yang langsung x da kenak mengenak dengan that guy terus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma apa yang aku dapat aku dpt polah is BERDIAM DIRI. Dan buat in, sorry hari2 lah ktk terimak email yang nonsense2 dari kmk hahaha. Mek x tauk mek nak cayak dengan sapa agik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2443397953055460802?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2443397953055460802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/cinta-sik-pat-di-paksa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2443397953055460802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2443397953055460802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/cinta-sik-pat-di-paksa.html' title='Cinta sik pat di paksa'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4438736559807480986</id><published>2009-10-06T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:44:08.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldo Al Battar'/><title type='text'>Dengarlah</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Aku tidak tahu apakah kata dan kalimat yang kusuguhkan akan kau anggap sebagai bualan atau rayuan belaka, yang jelas apa yang akan aku ungkapkan adalah permata yang selama ini terpendam dalam samudra hatiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau boleh aku berharap, bacalah apa yang akan aku sampaikan ini dengan segenap rasa yang kau miliki, sebab aku sadar, aku tidak pantas untuk mengutarakannya kepadamu. sungguh aku malu untuk mengutarakannya, tetapi aku tidak sanggup lagi untuk bersembunyi dibalik kejaran rasa yang selalu memburuku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, kuputuskan untuk mengungkapkannya dengan hanya berbekal ketulusan dan kejujuran hatiku. Dengarlah, entah kenapa di setiap kali aku mengingatmu, serasa aku memiliki kemampuan hidup lebih lama lagi, perasaan menjadi tenang, hidupku terasa memiliki arti yang sangat dalam, bahkan bukan sekedar arti melainkan makna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sendiri tidak begitu jelas mengetahui makna perasaan ini. Yang aku rasakan hanyalah aku ingin selalu melihatmu apalagi diberi kesempatan untuk langsung berbicara dari hari ke hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuharap kau jangan tersinggung dengan apa yang kusampaikan ini, karena aku sadar, bagimu apa yang kuucapkan hanyalah angin di siang hari saja atau bahkan sekedar iseng. Asal kau tahu, untuk mengungkapkannya aku butuh waktu yang lama, sebab aku takut kau akan tersinggung lebih-lebih menjadi marah lantaran mengutarakan ini.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4438736559807480986?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4438736559807480986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/dengarlah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4438736559807480986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4438736559807480986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/dengarlah.html' title='Dengarlah'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6402396015005136985</id><published>2009-10-06T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T08:35:54.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>Jika aku jatuh cinta</title><content type='html'>"Ya Allah jika aku jatuh cinta, &lt;br /&gt;CINTA kan lah aku pada seseorang &lt;br /&gt;yang melabuhkan cinta nya padaMU&lt;br /&gt;agar bertambah kekuatanku &lt;br /&gt;untuk mencintaiMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Muhaimin, jika aku jatuh hati &lt;br /&gt;izinkanlah aku menyentuh hati &lt;br /&gt;seseorang yang hati nya bertaut &lt;br /&gt;padaMU &lt;br /&gt;agar tidak terjatuh aku &lt;br /&gt;dalam jurang cinta nafsu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Rabbana, jika aku jatuh hati &lt;br /&gt;jagalah hatiku pada Nya &lt;br /&gt;agar tidak berpaling daripada hati MU &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Rabbul Izzati, jika aku rindu &lt;br /&gt;rindukanlah aku pada seseorang &lt;br /&gt;yang merundi syahid di jalanmu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, jika aku menikmati cinta kekasihmu &lt;br /&gt;jangalah kenikmatan itu &lt;br /&gt;melebihi kenikmatan indahnya bermunajad &lt;br /&gt;di sepertiga malam mu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, jika kau halalkan aku merindui kekasih mu &lt;br /&gt;jangan biarkan aku melampaui batas&lt;br /&gt;sehingga melupakan aku pada CINTA yang hakiki &lt;br /&gt;dan RINDU abadi &lt;br /&gt;hanya kepada MU &lt;br /&gt;Amin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6402396015005136985?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6402396015005136985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/jika-aku-jatuh-cinta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6402396015005136985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6402396015005136985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/jika-aku-jatuh-cinta.html' title='Jika aku jatuh cinta'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5144352065850251257</id><published>2009-10-05T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:54:46.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>One day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":ou"&gt;One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.&lt;br /&gt;A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezsoftech.com/stories/mis10.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="Inspirational Stories for Teenagers: Most Beautiful Heart" border="0" height="100" hspace="0" src="http://www.ezsoftech.com/stories/images/heart.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was not a mark or a flaw in it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "&lt;i&gt;Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly ... but full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in ... but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.&lt;br /&gt;The people starred ... how could he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought?&lt;br /&gt;The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. &lt;i&gt;"You must be joking,"&lt;/i&gt; he said. "Compare your heart with mine ... mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ezsoftech.com/stories/mis12.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="Love and Islam" border="0" height="78" hspace="0" src="http://www.ezsoftech.com/stories/images/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking ... but I would never trade with you. You see, &lt;b&gt;every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love&lt;/b&gt; ..... I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them ... and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart ... but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away ... and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges ... giving love is taking a chance. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ... and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"&lt;br /&gt;The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.&lt;br /&gt;The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart.&lt;br /&gt;It fit .... but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.&lt;br /&gt;The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.&lt;br /&gt;They embraced and walked away side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5144352065850251257?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5144352065850251257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5144352065850251257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5144352065850251257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-day.html' title='One day.'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7274513496247674110</id><published>2009-10-05T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:17:19.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><title type='text'>Lagi memerlukan pengertian</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Cinta... Apa arti cinta??? Cinta itu apa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga saat ini cinta masih dibicarakan banyak orang. Cinta hadir sebagai sesuatu yang misterius dan menorehkan ribuan tanya. Ada yang mengenal cinta sebagai sebuah kebahagiaan, ada pula yang mengenalnya sebagai suatu kesedihan. Lalu, apa itu cinta? Kebahagiaan atau kesedihan???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta dalam hematku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta akan menjadi kebahagiaan, bila disana bertahta keikhlasan dan berparas niat suci, Lillahi ta'ala..., InsyaAllah itulah cinta yang membawa kebahagiaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, kala cinta berlembah nafsu durja, serta berbingkai keegoisan, ketamakan, dan kekejian, maka disanalah cinta datang membawa kesedihan dan nestapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang suci tumbuh bukan karena mengharap sesuatu pada yang dicinta, bukan karena takut, bukan karena kelebihan atau kekurangan yang dibawanya, bukan karena paksaan atupun bujukan, bukan karena belas kasih, bukan karena syarat, bukan karena hutang budi, bukan karena keadaan atau kondisi. Lalu karena apa??? Entahlah, Hanya karena Allah, hanya karena Dzat yang memiliki cinta, hanya karena niat suci untuk mendapat cintaNya serta mendapat ridho dengan beribadah kepadaNya, itulah alasan yang pantas disandang mengapa kita mencintai sesuatu. Cinta terjadi, tak membawa alasan karena sesuatu yang ada pada sesuatu yang kita cinta. Yah...cinta terjadi begitu saja, mengalir, melenggang, tanpa ada beban yang memberatkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan semua itu memang tak mudah untuk dijalani, tak banyak yang sanggup melalui. Dan, aku yakin, seseorang yang sanggup menjalaninya, maka dia akan mengenal cinta sebagai sebuah kebahagiaan..., bukan penderitaan dan luka yang memilukan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kita menangis karena sesuatu yang kita cintai, apa yang sebenarnya kita tangisi? Menangis karena kebahagiaan tidak ada padanya, atau menangis karena kebahagiaan tak ada pada diri kita karena sikapnya? Bila tangis itu hadir karena kebahagiaan yang tidak ada padanya, maka itulah yang tampak sebagai keikhlasan dan niat suci dalam mencintainya, tapi ketika tangis itu datang karena kebahagiaan yang tak memihak atau tak ada pada diri kita, maka sangatlah tampak itulah keegoisan dan ketamakan ketika mencintainya. Tak semestinya bersedih karena luka yang bersarang pada diri kita, tapi bila harus bersedih, maka bersedihlah karena orang yang kita cintai terluka. Sekali lagi, hal ini memang tak seperti membalik telapak tangan dan sungguh saat ini bagaikan mencari jarum di dasar laut. Tapi, bukan tak mungkin, dan tak mustahil, kita semua bisa melakukannya, InsyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang terdalam, terbesar, teragung, dan terdahsyat hanya pantas kita persembahkan kepada Allah. Tiada cinta yang lebih selain untukNya. Oleh sebab itu, pantaskah kita mencintai sesuatu yang tak bisa membawa atau membina cinta kita kepadaNya? Pantaskah kita mencintai sesuatu yang meruntuhkan cinta kita kepadaNya? Pantaskah kita mencintai sesuatu yang menjauhkan kita dari cintaNya? Tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta untuk Allah adalah di atas segalanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintailah sesuatu hanya karena Allah, InsyaAllah kita akan bahagia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta bukan untuk kesedihan ataupun penderitaan, tapi cinta hadir membawa kebahagiaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Selamat berjuang untuk mencintai dan dicintai karena Allah..."&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7274513496247674110?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7274513496247674110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/lagi-memerlukan-pengertian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7274513496247674110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7274513496247674110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/lagi-memerlukan-pengertian.html' title='Lagi memerlukan pengertian'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-2983070955635600797</id><published>2009-10-04T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:04:23.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aryan'/><title type='text'>Laut cina selatan</title><content type='html'>Aduhai aryan polah hal awal2 gik dah. Wei, aku sik mok gadoh lah sayang. Sorry lah aku off hp. Aku sik mok nak marah-marah. Tunggu keadaan dan hati aku tok stabil bok lah aku sms ngan nya balit. Alahai cik abang, jangan menguji kesabaran kmk d awal-awal gik sebelom mek madah &lt;b&gt;GOOD BYE!&lt;/b&gt; Sik tauk nya aku tok a bit hard to bf. Marah tok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-2983070955635600797?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/2983070955635600797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/lau-cina-selatan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2983070955635600797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/2983070955635600797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/lau-cina-selatan.html' title='Laut cina selatan'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4073445950819126447</id><published>2009-10-03T06:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:15:31.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy and paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Ia adalah</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Cinta tak pernah akan begitu indah jika tanpa persahabatan…..yang&lt;br /&gt;satu selalu menjadi&lt;br /&gt;penyebab yang lain dan&lt;br /&gt;prosesnya…adalah irreversible……&lt;br /&gt;Seorang pecinta yang terbaik adalah sahabat&lt;br /&gt;yang terhebat.&lt;br /&gt;Jika kamu mencintai seseorang, jangan berharap&lt;br /&gt;bahwa seseorang itu akan&lt;br /&gt;mencintai kamu persis sebaliknya dalam&lt;br /&gt;kapasitas yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;Satu diantara kalian akan memberikan lebih, yang&lt;br /&gt;lain akan dirasa&lt;br /&gt;kurang………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu juga dalam kasus. kamu yang mencari,&lt;br /&gt;dan yang lain akan&lt;br /&gt;menanti……&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pernah takut untuk jatuh cinta….&lt;br /&gt;mungkin akan begitu menyakitkan, dan mungkin&lt;br /&gt;akan&lt;br /&gt;menyebabkan kamu sakit dan menderita…..&lt;br /&gt;tapi jika kamu tidak mengikuti kata hati, pada&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya kamu akan menangis…….&lt;br /&gt;jauh lebih pedih…karena saat itu menyadari&lt;br /&gt;bahwa kamu tidak pernah memberi….cinta.itu&lt;br /&gt;sebuah jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta bukan sekedar perasaan, tapi sebuah&lt;br /&gt;komitmen….&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan bisa datang dan pergi begitu saja……&lt;br /&gt;Cinta tak harus berakhir bahagia…..&lt;br /&gt;karena cinta tidak harus berakhir…..&lt;br /&gt;Cinta sejati mendengar apa yang tidak&lt;br /&gt;dikatakan….&lt;br /&gt;dan mengerti apa yang tidak dijelaskan, sebab&lt;br /&gt;cinta tidak datang dari bibir dan lidah atau&lt;br /&gt;pikiran………&lt;br /&gt;melainkan dari HATI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kamu mencintai, jangan mengharapkan&lt;br /&gt;apapun&lt;br /&gt;sebagai imbalan,karena&lt;br /&gt;jika kamu demikian, kamu bukan&lt;br /&gt;mencintai,melainkan…..inve&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;stasi.&lt;br /&gt;Jika kamu mencintai, kamu harus siap untuk&lt;br /&gt;menerima penderitaan.&lt;br /&gt;Karena jika kamu mengharap kebahagiaan,kamu&lt;br /&gt;bukan mencintai….melainkan memanfaatkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana aku akan berkata ” SELAMAT&lt;br /&gt;TINGGAL “….&lt;br /&gt;kepada seseorang yang tidak pernah aku&lt;br /&gt;miliki ???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa tetes air mata jatuh demi seseorang yang&lt;br /&gt;tidak pernah menjadi kepunyaanku ?????&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa aku merindukan seseorang yang tidak&lt;br /&gt;pernah&lt;br /&gt;bersamaku dan kubertanya,&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa aku mencintai seseorang yang cintanya&lt;br /&gt;tidak pernah untukku ????&lt;br /&gt;Sangat sulit bagi dua orang yang mencintai satu&lt;br /&gt;sama lain ketika mereka&lt;br /&gt;tinggal dalam dua dunia yang berbeda……….&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ketika kedua dunia ini melebur dan menjadi&lt;br /&gt;satu, itulah yang disebut KEAJAIBAN !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jangan mencintai seseorang seperti&lt;br /&gt;bunga,karena&lt;br /&gt;bunga mati kala musim berganti,&lt;br /&gt;Cintailah mereka seperti sungai, sebab&lt;br /&gt;Sungai mengalir selamanya……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta mungkin akan meninggalkan hatimu&lt;br /&gt;bagaikan kepingan2 kaca,&lt;br /&gt;tapi tancapkan dalam pikiranmu, bahwa Ada&lt;br /&gt;seseorang yang akan bersedia untuk&lt;br /&gt;menambal lukamu dengan mengumpulkan&lt;br /&gt;kembali pecahan2 kaca itu…..&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga kamu akan menjadi utuh kembali……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila saat itumungkin suatu saat akan datang, &lt;br /&gt;akan kuletakkan dia di JANTUNG ku&lt;br /&gt;krn Allah Maha membolakbalik HATI&lt;br /&gt;sementara JANTUNG akan terus berdetak&lt;br /&gt;sampai akhir waktuku.&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila kita tidak disatukan di Dunia&lt;br /&gt;semoga kita akan dipertemukan di Jannah kelak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aldo Al Battar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4073445950819126447?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4073445950819126447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/ia-adalah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4073445950819126447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4073445950819126447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/ia-adalah.html' title='Ia adalah'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-906527530614884402</id><published>2009-10-01T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:20:26.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>Cgek perkataan jak tapi other side word ya embak maksud&lt;b&gt; BESAR&lt;/b&gt; di sebalik nya. Embak pengertian yang besar dalam hidup. Semua kita pernah berkorban. Tenaga, wang, masa dan antara yang paling susah &lt;strike&gt;berkorban perasaan&lt;/strike&gt;. Kita berkorban untuk siapa dan demi apa? Mun mok dapatkan sesuatu mesti kenak korbankan sesuatu. Ya dah natural law nya. Tapi berkorban sik semestinya untuk mendapatkan sesatu tetapi bila kenak melepaskan sesuatu dalam hidup pun berkorban jwak nama nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Org sll padah, bila kita sayang kan sesuatu maka lepaskan nya, andai nya kembali maka nya untuk kita tapi andai nya sik kembali maka nya bukan untuk kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kita berkorban kerana cinta dan sayang. Tapi tanyak balit dalam hati, pengorbanan apa yang terbesar pernah di lakukan dalam hidup? Jangan sekali-klai compare apa yang dah kita polah dengan org lain. Lain org lain yang nya polah, lain jwaklah pengorbanannya. Apa yang penting, pengorbanan ya&amp;nbsp; di lakukan dengan &lt;b&gt;IKHLAS&lt;/b&gt;. Jangan pernah tanyak kita harus melakukan pengorbanan ya untuk siapa, untuk apa dan apa balasan yang akan kita dapat selepas ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think apa yang kita polah ya sia-sia. Tapi yakinlah. Bila hati kita rasa kita patut polah dan masa ya kita perlu berkorban maka lakukan jak. Dan apa kesudahan nya kita serahkan pada Yang Esa. Since dari hari selasa ya tek dalam otak aku ada banyak benda yang aku pike. Betol x apa yang aku polah tok? Sedangkan aku boleh berdiam diri dan polah sik tauk dengan apa yang terhadap nya. Yes! aku memang sik pernah berhubung dengan nya slamak tok  tapi aku&amp;nbsp; kenal nya sapa. Macam nie hidup nya sebelom tok then bila suddenly nya break up dengan gerek nya. Tiba-tiba aku jadi kawan nya. Tiba-tiba aku concern dengan nya. Tiba-tiba bila nya cerita apa yang berlaku dalam hidup nya kinek tok aku menangis. Tiba-tiba aku dapat merasa apa yang nya merasa. Tiba-tiba aku rasa sakit hati seperti yang nya rasa. Tiba-tiba aku merasa cemburu sama seperti yang nya rasa. Mok tauk sik pahal sebab kamek org menyukai lelaki yang sama. Dan sebenarnya kamek org sayang org yang sama. Best kan andai dapat jadi lelaki ya. Di sayangi oleh orang-orang yang menyukai dan menyayangi nya dengan sepenuh hati. Tapi, tetap nya tinggalkan kamek org. Dan nya pergi pada org yang nya lebih sayang. Cuma pada dasar Daisy lebih beruntung, sebab secara official nya, Daisy pernah jadi Princess to that guy. Dan aku masih mcm ya jwak. Menyimpan semua nya dalam hati aku tanpa dapat aku luah sepenuh nya dengan sesiapa pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari dolok gik, aku menyimpan apa perasaan aku terhadap lelaki ya. Hanya semata-mata aku mok nya bahagia dengan Daisy. Dan kinek tok aku rasa sik sia-sia apa pernah aku lakukan. sebab Daisy ya nang jak bait. Terlalu baik aku rasa, naive person, sweet and all of us called her Princess. Yes, she's like a princess. A soft person. Dan mun nak di bandingkan dengan aku, aku boleh rasa malu dik pun. Hahahaha bukan apa aku hormat nya sebagai perempuan yang baik. Dan sebagai org yang sik merasa nikmat sebanyak yang aku rasa. Dan bila berjumpa dan berborak dan jadi kawan to Daisy nya polah aku sedar dirik. Betapa aku punya banyak gik kelebihan dari nya, betapa aku di kelilingi dan di sekeliling aku di limpahi kasih sayang berbanding nya. Daisy menyedarkan aku  bersyukur gilak-gilak atas segala nikmat yang aku ada. Dan kerana ya lah aku ambik keputusan untuk korbankan apa yang aku rasa nek tok. Berkorban untuk memastikan nya dengan lelaki ya akan tetap bersama andai bena lelaki ya lah jodoh nya. Even macam nie sayang pun aku dengan lelaki ya, aku lebih rela korbankan perasaan aku semata-mata aku sik sanggup nangga hati nya terluka agik. Dan aku rela untuk simpan semua kesakitan ya dalam hati aku sorang semata-mata aku mok Daisy dengan lelaki ya happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even time tok decision ya macam sik betol dan kedak memperbodohkan dirik jak tapi aku harap one day kelak org akan padah "kau polah keputusan yg betol efa"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-906527530614884402?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/906527530614884402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/sacrifice.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/906527530614884402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/906527530614884402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/10/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-1838987622965862921</id><published>2009-09-30T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:53:36.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aryan'/><title type='text'>Aryan</title><content type='html'>hihi so officially nya mlm tadik, pukul 1.30 pagi [30.09.09] aku dah upgrade status dari complicated ke&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; In Relationship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;lt;--fhm2 dik pun jak lah.. :D ermm actually aku sik mok lah atas sebab aku sik mok nak lukakan hati org. Memandangkan before tok aku lah org yg akan memutuskan hubungan. So aku padah dengan aryan terus terang, don't expect anything from this relation. Sebab nya, hati aku masih 50 50 gik. Tapi nya padah sik salah mun kita coba so mun rasa sik sesuai kita break. So far, alhamdulillah. Even aku sik pat nak berik hati aku dengan nya buat masa sekarang tapi aku yakin, setiap yang berlaku sentiasa ada hikmahnya. Sik salah mencoba bah, dah pecah rekod peribadi single selamak setahun ya. Hahaha anyway, semuanya aku serahkan  kepada Allah Yang Esa untuk menentukan segalanya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-1838987622965862921?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/1838987622965862921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/aryan.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1838987622965862921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1838987622965862921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/aryan.html' title='Aryan'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-3254757051733485844</id><published>2009-09-30T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T17:27:53.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Beza nya</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;A lot of things happened. Dan aku masih dalam masa menerimak nya. Start lah aku tok x pat nak nangis, x pat nak makan, x pat nak tido semua benda aku x pat nak polah. Ya menunjukkan aku memang d tahap stress paling maha kaya hebat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenak aku mudah glak nangis bila bab hati di sentuh? Kenak air mata aku tok mudah glak ngalir bila aku tauk kawan aku dalam kesedihan? Kenak hati aku tok begitu lembut bila bab kasih sayang di sentuh? Kenak aku mudah glak jadi org yang protektif bila org-org di sekeliling aku di sakiti? Kadang-kadang org ya bukan family aku pun, kadang-kadang kawan rapat, kadang-kadang kawan yang baruk kenal.. Aku mudah berik kasih sayang aku dengan org. Sebab bila aku ngenang dirik aku sangat bertuah dapat kasih sayang yg lebih dari cukup dari family dan org lain x dapat apa yg aku dapat maka aku mudah rasa simpati. Aku mudah terasa hati. Aku mudah nangis bila org lain x dapat spt apa yang aku dapat. Kenak aku mcm ya? Tapi jangan pernah sentuh&amp;nbsp; tentang cerita cinta aku. Kerana aku rasa aku sangat tegas bila Cinta dengan kekasih. Ya lah beza nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada si dia, maka dengan hari tok aku mengistiharkan yang Bunga Daisy ya d bawah jagaan aku jwak. Aku tauk nya ada org jaga tapi seems she's very naive person. So kesian of her. Everyone of us x sanggup tangga muka nya. Apatah gik bai. Aku rela korbankan apa yg aku rasa tok sebab aku sik mok nya terluka agik.Ya Allah... hanya balasan dari Mu yang ku harapkan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-3254757051733485844?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/3254757051733485844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/beza-nya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3254757051733485844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/3254757051733485844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/beza-nya.html' title='Beza nya'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4549969654388806745</id><published>2009-09-30T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:52:10.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><title type='text'>Jodoh hampir ke gereja</title><content type='html'>" Tuan kadi,kami benar-benar saling mencintai.Tolonglah ,nikahkan kami " . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tak boleh.Anak sendiri mengaku gadis ini sudah bertunang dengan pemuda &lt;br /&gt;lain.Saya tak mahu bersubahat dengan anak berdua ! " .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tapi dia tidak  mencintai tunangnya itu ! "   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Itu soal lain.Soalnya, dia sudah bertunang! " .   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Apakah tuan kadi sanggup melihat kami bersekedudukan &lt;br /&gt;dan melakukan zina ? "   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Astafirullahal'azim ! Mengucap nak ! "   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kami  masih ingatkan Allah,tuan kadi.Kami masih berpegang kepada ajaran &lt;br /&gt;agama.Sebab itulah kami minta supaya kami dinikahkan.Kami tak mahu &lt;br /&gt;bersekedudukan tanpa nikah ".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kalau anak berdua berpegang  kepada &lt;br /&gt;agama,anak juga harus berpegang kepada Adat .Adat yang telah menetapkan &lt;br /&gt;pertunangan anak itu ".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Saya tak mahu kahwin dengan tunang saya itu !  Saya tidak mencintai dia ! "  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kalau begitu anak pulanglah dulu.Merayu &lt;br /&gt;kepada ibu bapa anak supaya memutuskan pertunangan anak dengan pemuda &lt;br /&gt;itu.Kemudian suruhlah kekasih anak ini masuk meminang ". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Itu tidak  mungkin,tuan kadi.Ibu bapa saya tidak akan menerima pinangan kekasih saya  ini ".    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Anak mesti pujuk ibu bapa anak itu baik-baik " .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tidak,  Tuan kadi.Orang tua saya tidak akan menerima pinangan dia.Lagipun, ayah &lt;br /&gt;saya panas baran orangnya.Kalau saya minta pertunangan saya dengan pemuda &lt;br /&gt;itu diputuskan,     Dia pasti mengamuk.Dia akan bunuh saya tuan kadi ! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tidak ada orang tua yang sanggup membunuh anak kandungnya sendiri ! " " &lt;br /&gt;Tidak tuan kadi.Kalaupun ayah tidak sanggup membunuh saya,nyawa kekasih &lt;br /&gt;saya ini yang akan menjadi mangsanya nanti ! ".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Benar tuan  kadi.Tolonglah nikahkan kami.Kami tidak ada pilihan lain lagi ".    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kalau  macam tu,saya pun tak ada pilihan .Saya tak dapat menikahkan anak &lt;br /&gt;berdua.Anak cubalah pergi jumpa kadi daerah lain " .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim mengeluh  kecewa.Begitu juga Anisa.Mereka berpandangan, hampa.Malam itu Salim tidak &lt;br /&gt;dapat menumpukan perhatian kepada tugasnya.Entah berapa kali dia membuat &lt;br /&gt;kesilapan memukul drumnya.Albert, ketua kumpulannya yang bermain Keyboard &lt;br /&gt;dapat mengesan keadaan Salim.Sewaktu break  dia mengajak Salim minum di &lt;br /&gt;sebuah gerai di depan bangunan yang menempatkan Century Night Club ,tempat &lt;br /&gt;mereka mengikat kontrak bermain muzik .   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" So,you  orang tak dapat nikah  lagi ? " Albert menduga.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim hanya mengangguk.Albert merenung tepat wajah temannya itu,simpati. Beberapa ketika kemudian Albert bersuara perlahan-lahan. Teragak-agak . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I kesian tengok you  berdua. I  betul-betul nak tolong you  tapi tak tau macam mana…."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Terima kasihlah  Albert. You  memang tak boleh tolong kita orang…" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepi.Salim dan Albert  sama-sama terdiam.Masing- masing melayani perasaan sendiri.Salim tiba-tiba &lt;br /&gt;teringat pada kekasihnya Anisa.Mungkin Ani sedang tidur di &lt;br /&gt;bilik.Tapi,dapatkah dia tidur dalam keadaan fikirannya yang berkecamuk &lt;br /&gt;macam sekarang ni ? . Salim terus termangu melayani fikirannya.Segala yang &lt;br /&gt;telah berlaku mengimbas kembali dilayar kenangannya…… . Malam itu dia &lt;br /&gt;memenuhi gesaan Anisa supaya menemui orang tua kekasihnya itu.Dia memang &lt;br /&gt;amat keberatan tapi Anisa merayu dan menangis meminta dia datang .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Datanglah bang….Kalau abang benar-benar cintakan Ani,"Anisa merayu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu dia memberanikan diri nekad mengunjungi keluarga Anisa.Sejak &lt;br /&gt;ketibaannya dirumah itu lagi,renungan tajam Pak Jamlus,ayah Anisa membuat &lt;br /&gt;jantungnya berdegup kencang.Namun rasa cintanya yang amat mendalam &lt;br /&gt;terhadap Anisa menguatkan semangatnya. Akhirnya dia nekad membuka &lt;br /&gt;mulut.Merayu agar pertunangan dengan Anisa dengan tunangnya diputuskan &lt;br /&gt;bagi membolehkan dia berkhawin dengan Anisa .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Apa,kau dah gila ? " &lt;br /&gt;jerkah Pak Jamlus.   " Senang-senang kau suruh aku putuskan pertunangan &lt;br /&gt;anak gadis aku ? kurang ajar ! " . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serentak dengan kata-kata itu penampar &lt;br /&gt;Pak Jamlus,dukun juga guru ' Silat Rajawali ' Kampung Selesa singgah di &lt;br /&gt;pipinya.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ayah ! " Anisa menjerit lalu menangis.Penampar orang tua itu &lt;br /&gt;singgah pula di pipi Anisa.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kurang ajar ! Berani kau bawa budak jantan &lt;br /&gt;ni,suruh aku putuskan pertunangan engkau.Baik engkau suruh budak ni &lt;br /&gt;berambus sebelum aku kerat lehernya !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia tergamam.Tubuhnya menggeletar, &lt;br /&gt;bukan kerana takut tetapi menahan rasa marah.Marah kerana dihina.Marah &lt;br /&gt;melihat buah hatinya dilempang.Kemarahan nya yang meluap-luap membuat dia &lt;br /&gt;nekad untuk menentang orang tua itu . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Saya hormat Pak Jamlus sebagai orang tua.Sebagai ayah Anisa.Tapi kalau Pak Jamlus tak tau hormat orang lain,jangan salahkan budak macam saya ni kurang ajar pada Pak Jamlus ! ". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Abang Salim ,jangan ! " Anisa menerpa lalu menghadang Salim dari &lt;br /&gt;mendekati ayahnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kurang ajar ! " tengking Pak Jamlus berang dengan &lt;br /&gt;mata yang terjegil.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Abang Salim,baliklah. Kalau abang sayangkan &lt;br /&gt;Ani,abang baliklah ," Anisa merayu sambil tersedu sedan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayuan Anisa  membuat kemarahannya reda.Dia sempat berfikir,menimbangk dan akibatnya &lt;br /&gt;jika dia terlanjur menentang ayah kekasihnya itu .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tolonglah  bang,baliklah ". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia berundur perlahan-lahan ke pintu,lalu keluar Malam itu dia tidak dapat melelapkan mata.Dia cuba menghuraikan kekusutan fikirannya.Bergelut menahan perasaan marah,sedih kecewa..Menjelang &lt;br /&gt;subuh,dia mash lagi begitu.Namun sedikit demi sedikit timbul kekuatan dalam dirinya.Akhirnya dia membuat keputusan untuk melupakan Anisa.Sebagai langkah pertama,dia bertekad untuk ke Seremban,memenuhi pelawaan Albert untuk menyertai kumpulan muzik temannya itu bermain di sebuah kelab malam di sana.Hampir sebulan menyertai kumpulan Albert bermain di kelab malam &lt;br /&gt;itu,dia berjaya meredakan kekecewaannya, Karenah para pengunjung kelab tersebut,gurau senda kawan-kawan serta kesibukan berlatih sedikit sebanyak membantu.Biarpun tidak berdaya melupakan terus Anisa,sekurang- kurangnya dia dapat menerima hakikat,jodohnya dengan Anisa memang tiada.Namun api cinta yang hampir terpadam,tiba- tiba marak kembali..Anisa tiba-tiba &lt;br /&gt;muncul.Rupa- rupanya Anisa telah terlihat gambarnya bersama kumpulan muziknya di dalam sebuah surat khabar Cina.Anisa kemudian membuat keputusan melarikan diri dari rumah dan mencarinya. " Hari perkahwinan Ani semakin dekat.Ani tak sanggup menghadapi hari itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ani masih cintakan  abang , " Ucap Anisa menahan sebak.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Abang juga tak dapat menerima  hakikat yang Ani akan jadi isteri orang lain.Kita akan nikah di sini ! " &lt;br /&gt;katanya sambil mengesat air mata di pipi Anisa. Namun,kenyataannya, apa yang berlaku tidak semudah yang mereka rancangkan.Sudah hampir dua bulan mereka menemui kadi-kadi dan imam-imam di seluruh negeri itu.Berbelas- belas orang semuanya.Namun hasrat mereka bernikah tidak juga &lt;br /&gt;tercapai.Semua kadi dan imam yang mereka temui enggan menikahkan mereka dengan alasan Anisah masih lagi menjadi tunangan pemuda lain.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I  betul-betul kasihan pada you  orang berdua. I rasa nak cuba tolong you &lt;br /&gt;orang . I  memang ada satu cara…tapi, I tak tahu sama ada you   orang &lt;br /&gt;setuju atau tidak," Albert berkata perlahan-lahan, teragak-agak .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Cara  macam mana ? " dia menduga.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You  tahu kan . I  ada buat kerja part  time  main muzik di church . Selalu juga I  main muzik untuk wedding …." &lt;br /&gt;Albert masih teragak-agak..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Jadi ? " dia masih tidak dapat menangkap  tujuan kata-kata Albert .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I  pernah main muzik untuk wedding  satu  pasangan bukan Kristian yang khawin di church …"   " Maksud you , Albert ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" dia ternganga,amat terkejut apabila menangkap apa yang ingin dicadangkan &lt;br /&gt;oleh temannya itu.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I  hanya mahu tolong you  orang berdua.Kalau you &lt;br /&gt;orang dapat khawin secara Islam, why not you ….. "   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tidak,Albert ! Tak  mungkin ! ".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert terdiam.Dia serba salah    Dia duduk bersandar di &lt;br /&gt;kepala katil,menatap wajah Anisa yang sedang lena di sisinya...Wajah &lt;br /&gt;kekasihnya itu kelihatan amat sugul.Penderitaan yang ditanggung jelas &lt;br /&gt;terbayang pada wajahnya.Dia mengeluh.Sudah lebih tiga bulan Anisa datang &lt;br /&gt;dan tinggal bersamanya.Sepanjan g masa itu sudah berbelas-belas kadi dan &lt;br /&gt;imam yang ditemuinya.Impian mereka untuk diijabkabulkan sebagai suami &lt;br /&gt;isteri yang sah tidak juga tertunai dan kini cadangan Albert seakan &lt;br /&gt;membuka satu jalan untuk mereka.Jalan yang tidak pernah terlintas &lt;br /&gt;difikarnnya sebelum itu..    Tidak ! Tidak mungkin !  Kenapa tidak ? &lt;br /&gt;Inilah jalan terbaik buat engkau.Kalau tidak lupakan sajalah niat engkau &lt;br /&gt;untuk berkhawin dengan dia ! Tapi , aku tidak rela…..   Dia memang tidak &lt;br /&gt;rela mengorbankan akidah dan imannya.Walaupun dia bukanlah seorang &lt;br /&gt;penganut agamanya yang baik,tetapi dia tidak sanggup menyimpang dari &lt;br /&gt;landasan ajaran agama itu.Malah sudah lebih tiga bulan dia tinggal &lt;br /&gt;sebumbung,tidur sekatil dan sebantal dengan kekasihnya,dia masih dapat &lt;br /&gt;menahan tuntutan nafsunya daripada melakukan zina.Sekurang- kurangnya ke &lt;br /&gt;saat itu...Ini kerana dia tahu,zina adalah sesuatu yang amat dilaknat oleh &lt;br /&gt;Allah.Apatah lagi untuk memilih jalan yang membuat dia menjadi murtad, dia &lt;br /&gt;tidak rela sama sekali   Pagi itu dia bersama Anisa pergi menemui seorang &lt;br /&gt;lagi kadi.Kadi yang kesembilan belas dalam usaha untuk bernikah secara sah &lt;br /&gt;menurut hukum agama.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Baiklah ,kalau tuan kadi juga tidak dapat menikahkan kami,tak apalah," katanya kecewa. " Tapi ingat,jangan salahkan kami kalau kami menikah di gereja nanti ! ". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah macam mana  kata-kata itu terkeluar dari bibirnya.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Astafirullahal' azim ! Mengucap  nak ! " .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia menarik tangan Anisa keluar dari pejabat kadi itu.Anisa mengekori kebingungan . Anisa tidak pasti adakah dia benar-benar mahu di bawa untuk berkahwin di gereja.Tapi rasa cinta yang amat mendalam terhadap Salim,membutakan mata hatinya.Lalu Anisa membulatkan tekad untuk menurut sahaja apa juga keputusan dan tindakan yang akan di lakukan oleh kekasihnya itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Albert," Ucapnya perlahan .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"  Ada apa Lim ? " Tanya  Albert.   " You  pernah cakap nak tolong kita orang, kan ? "   " &lt;br /&gt;Ya,tapi…." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert tergamam. Dia memandang wajah Salim dan Anisa silih  berganti.    &lt;br /&gt;" Kami dah buat keputusan untuk khawin di church  ... I harap  you  tolong aturkan ! "    &lt;br /&gt;Albert merenung wajah kedua temannya itu dengan  pandangan yang masih curiga.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"  Tapi……."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kami tidak bergurau,Albert,  please ,help us ! " .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert mengangguk perlahan ragu-ragu. Segala persiapan telah diatur.Pagi itu dia dan Anisa telah berpakain sekemis mungkin untuk dinikahkan di sebuah gereja di Bandar itu.Mereka menunggu &lt;br /&gt;kedatangan Albert untuk membawa mereka ke gereja berkenaan .   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Sudahlah.Jangan menangis lagi " .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia memujuk Anisa yang menangis tidak &lt;br /&gt;terhenti-henti sejak terjaga dari tidur subuh tadi. Subuh itu dia melihat &lt;br /&gt;Anisa menunaikan solat subuh.Selesai solat Anisa berwirid dan berdoa &lt;br /&gt;sambil menangis teresak-esak. Perlakuan Anisa itu membuat hatinya begitu &lt;br /&gt;hiba.Dia hampir-hampir membatalkan niatnya untuk bekhawin di gereja.Namun &lt;br /&gt;dia mengeraskan semangatnya, tetap tidak berganjak dari keputusannya. Dia &lt;br /&gt;percaya,tindakannya itu nanti akan menjadi suatu protes  terhadap kadi dan &lt;br /&gt;imam . Kedengaran bunyi enjin kereta memasuki halaman rumah.Dia dan Anisa &lt;br /&gt;menjengah kekuar melalui pintu.Ternyata bukan kereta Albert yang datang &lt;br /&gt;tetapi sebuah teksi.Mereka berdua berpandangan, tertanya-tanya siapa yang &lt;br /&gt;datang.Sejurus kemudian kelihatan Albert keluar dari pintu depan teksi &lt;br /&gt;tersebut.Dia dan Anisa berasa lega.Tetapi sejurus kemudian dia dan Anisa &lt;br /&gt;amat terkejut.Mereka tidak percaya apa yang mereka lihat.Ayah dan ibu &lt;br /&gt;Anisa keluar dari pintu belakang teksi itu.   Ibu Anisa terlebih dahulu &lt;br /&gt;menerpa masuk lalu merangkul tubuh anak gadisnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ani ! " Ucapnya sambil  menangis terharu.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Mengucaplah nak.Jangan ikutkan kata hati.Ayah dan ibu izinkan engkau berdua berkhawin,nak ! ". " Ya Ani.Ayah izinkan.Ayah akan merestui perkahwinan engkau berdua ! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Jamlus bersuara menahan  sebak.   Anisa menerpa lalu melutut di kaki ayahnya itu. Pak Jamlus &lt;br /&gt;memegang kedua belah bahu Anisa lalu mengangkat.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Sudahla  Ani,Salim.Kemaskanlah barang-barang engkau berdua.Ikut ayah balik.Ayah &lt;br /&gt;akan uruskan perkhawinan engkau berdua," Kata Pak Jamlus lagi .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia terpinga-pinga .Masih tidak percaya apa yang berlaku.Dia berpaling merenung wajah Albert yang sejak tadi terpaku di muka pintu. Albert membalas renungannya, tersenyum sambil mengangguk-angguk… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KUASA HAMBA TERLETAK PADA DOA&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Adakah kita mendahulukan ADAT daripada HUKUM  Allah....       Renung-renungkanlah ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4549969654388806745?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4549969654388806745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/jodoh-hampir-ke-gereja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4549969654388806745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4549969654388806745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/jodoh-hampir-ke-gereja.html' title='Jodoh hampir ke gereja'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-1261648922203892695</id><published>2009-09-29T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:50:17.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>a NEW guy doesn't mean a NEW cinta</title><content type='html'>Tajuk nya pun dah straight jak nunjuk nak. So senang cerita adalah sorang tok yang aku kira aku tengah berik nya peluang untuk jadi ehem ehem aku. Nya training polis d Melaka dan dlm sebulan lebih gik bok cdak d posting rah cne2 tempat rah Malaysia tok. Ermmm aku sik mok lah nak cerita banyak cukuplah aku madah aku berik nya peluang, ya ajak. Sebab aku rasa unfair aku terus madah dengan nya "sik mok" sedangkan aku dik pun gik x pasti samada org yg aku sayang nek tok memang untuk aku ka sik. Setakat tok aku dah terus terang dengan this guy [syahrul aryan]&amp;nbsp; yang buat masa tok, aku sik pat madah aok dan aku sik jwak madah sik. Berik aku dan waktu dan tangga lah apa usaha nya to get me. Hahahahaha jaik alu jwak. Tapi biasalah nak? Sik kan senang-senang jak dapat no thrill lah mcm ya. Betol sik? Tapi sebenarnya aku bukan sengaja pun nak polah nya macam ya. Tapi sebenarnya aku sik bersedia pun untuk benda2 macam tok dolok. Tapi time tok aku layan jak. Ya ajak sebenarnya tek Aku tok manusia paling malas mok gago dengan hp, aku jenis yang x tahan berkepit dengan hp 24 jam kedak org lain. Kadang aku sik ingat pun cne aku engkah hp aku ya. Maklum org x fames x hal jaoh dari hp. Tok bg yus ajak pun hal sebenarnya! Tunggu nya balit ctok lok. Siap nya! Jagi cencaluk lah nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, aku dah tukar no. Dari celcom ke &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;dg&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;b&gt;[016-5791224]&lt;/b&gt;. Tapi no tok&amp;nbsp; xlah penting glak pun. Sebab no maxis aku ya maseh wujud gik. Aku sik tukar no maxis ya. Sayang rasa nak tukar. Aku tukar ke dg tok ada sebab nya. Yang paling utama, celcom ndak alah2 berolah. Mala jak trip nya pun cvrge. sakit jiwa aku eh! Yang kedua. sebenarnya dolok no ya khas k aku dengan babe aku jak. Tapi memandangkan dah ada rami org tauk no so aku tukar lah. Anggap aku tunaikan janji aku dengan nya. Lagipun aku dah x da apa2 gik dengan nya, so sik gunalah aku mok simpan no ya. Tukar anginlah. Sik lah kuat gilak aku tek. Sebab dlm sim ya aku maseh simpan gik msg2 nya before tok. So bila aku terbaca aku rasa sik sanggup nak delete. So aku tukar no jak lah. Senang cerita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-1261648922203892695?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/1261648922203892695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-guy-doesnt-mean-new-cinta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1261648922203892695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1261648922203892695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-guy-doesnt-mean-new-cinta.html' title='a NEW guy doesn&apos;t mean a NEW cinta'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-1212800488142925515</id><published>2009-09-24T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:47:43.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Walaupun cuti</title><content type='html'>even cuti tapi aku sik cuti rindu dengan nya...i miss him soo much. Aku yakin apa harus aku polah. Aku sik sepatutnya pike apa akan jadi at the end nya, sepatutnya aku harus enjoy apa yang ada untuk hari tok. Seandainya sampei hari tok jak, Allah izikan aku sayang dengan nya, maka setakat hari tok ajak. Tapi mun dah tuhan jadikan aku kenak tunggu nya for few months later bok cerita aku dengan nya habis maka siapa dapat halang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku anggap gerak hati ya anugerah, nya kadang2 datang tanpa kita sangka-sangka. Aku sik pernah tauk sama ada nya masih sik ingat dengan aku. Aku sik pat nak madah apa-apa sebab aku bukan bomoh yang boleh tangga hati org kedak nie. Cuma apa yang penting aku hargai jak apa yang aku ada sekarang. And aku mintak, di berik kekuatan untuk lalui semua yang berlaku dalam hidup aku. Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-1212800488142925515?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/1212800488142925515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/walaupun-cuti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1212800488142925515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/1212800488142925515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/walaupun-cuti.html' title='Walaupun cuti'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-7338314188944261142</id><published>2009-09-17T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:48:04.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my Babe'/><title type='text'>Smallville</title><content type='html'>Dalam minggu tok banyak org mengadu tentang cerita cinta cdak dengan aku. Dan aku pun sebenarnya, polah perkara bodoh kerana cinta. Apa yang special glak tentang &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;CINTA&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku suka glak nangga smallville, sebab aku rasa aku suka watak clark dengan lana. Seoson 6 tok lana kawen dengan luthor ya. Kesian eh tangga clark. Tapi what else he can do??? Lana has made up her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila mak clark padah "your bigger strength can be you bigger flaws," His mom ask him to let lana go even she the one that clark really love and need. What ever it is, may be he need to learn to let it go. Yes, i need to learn it go. I have too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk to much about it.&amp;nbsp; A thousand word still not can describe what love is. I feel tired of all this, yes... start from this time.. i surrender, i cry a lot, i hurt badly, and i will say, YES, YOU WIN THIS GAME DEAR! YOU WIN... but no matter how hard it is, no matter how much i cry, no matter how bad i miss you, i'll not give up. NOT GIVING UP TO BE A BETTER PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're apart of me. I lost without you. Yes i need you. Even it just in my dreams. I will on leave for one week. I guess this the moment i wait for... Hide for a while from everyone. Hide for a while from fb and blog. Also hide for a while for not look all you photos in my pc and notebook. See how my life would be for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memandang just a few days left for Hari raya so here i would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my babe, i'm so sorry for all mistake i've done. yes, i had made your life miserable. my bad :( and i'm so sorry for loving you more than i should, for missing you more than i should and for needing a bit more than i should. i'm really really really sorry for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7338314188944261142?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7338314188944261142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/smallville.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='smallville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dgCPLO4vPd8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dgCPLO4vPd8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this time what I want is you &lt;br /&gt;there is no one else &lt;br /&gt;who can take your  place &lt;br /&gt;this time you burn me with your eyes &lt;br /&gt;you see past all the lies  &lt;br /&gt;you take it all away &lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all &lt;br /&gt;and it's never enough &lt;br /&gt;it  keeps leaving me needing you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;I've got  nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;just take me away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to make my way to you  &lt;br /&gt;but still I feel so lost &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else I can do &lt;br /&gt;I've seen  it all &lt;br /&gt;and it's never enough &lt;br /&gt;it keeps leaving me needing you  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;just  take me away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up on me yet &lt;br /&gt;don't forget who I am &lt;br /&gt;I  know I'm not there yet &lt;br /&gt;but don't let &lt;br /&gt;me stay here alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this  time what I want is you &lt;br /&gt;there is no one else &lt;br /&gt;who can take your place  &lt;br /&gt;I've seen enough and it's never enough &lt;br /&gt;it keeps leaving me needing you  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;just  take me away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;take me away &lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing left to  say &lt;br /&gt;just take me away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-7361206518638173404?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/7361206518638173404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/superman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7361206518638173404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/7361206518638173404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-8328599955009156112</id><published>2009-09-17T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:47:23.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lirik lagu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ada gambar dan suara'/><title type='text'>Memory Come To An End</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJbImomL3Z4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJbImomL3Z4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I I Didn't Know What It Ment To Be Alone&lt;br /&gt;I Didn't Know Till The Day Your We're Gone&lt;br /&gt;That I Could Ever Feel This Miserable Without You here With Me&lt;br /&gt;But Now I'm Standin Lucking in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Wondering whatever happened To Our Love&lt;br /&gt;Deep Down I Thought That There Would Always Be An Us&lt;br /&gt;Since You Disappeared I Know&lt;br /&gt;I Know The Time To Wait For No-One&lt;br /&gt;You Gotta Say What You Want If You Were Here With Me Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Tell You You're The One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause You're The Closest Thing To An Angel That I've Ever Met&lt;br /&gt;So Don't Yoy Worry I'll Never Forget You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And Although You Can't Be Here By My Side&lt;br /&gt;I Feel You Near Me When I Close My Eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Won't Let Your &lt;b&gt;Memory Come To An End&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say Forever That's Just What I Ment&lt;br /&gt;Forever (blah Blah Cba To Ryt It Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every moment I'm Imagining Your Face&lt;br /&gt;And The Little Silly Things You Used To say [? ]&lt;br /&gt;This Is the pain That I Can Barely Tolerate [? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never Thought It'd Be This Rough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now When Smile Infront Of People It's A Fake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause Deep Inside I'm Crying For My Baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Gonna Be A While Before I'm Okay Cause Now That You're Gone&lt;br /&gt;I Know The Time To Wait For No-One&lt;br /&gt;You Gotta Say What You Want&lt;br /&gt;If You Were Here With Me Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Say that You're The One&lt;br /&gt;Cause You're The Closest Thing To An Angel That I've Ever Met&lt;br /&gt;So Don't you Worry I'll Never Forget You&lt;br /&gt;And Although You Can't Be Here By My Side&lt;br /&gt;I Feel You Near Me When I Close My Eyes&lt;br /&gt;So I Won't Let Your Memory Come To An End&lt;br /&gt;When I say Forever That's Just What I Ment&lt;br /&gt;Won't Let Nothin Come Between Us&lt;br /&gt;No Matter How Long Or How Hard It Gets&lt;br /&gt;Don't You Know You Are The Reason&lt;br /&gt;That [? ] I Breathe I Liveee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Although You Can't Be Here By My Side&lt;br /&gt;I Feel You Near Me When I Close My Eyes&lt;br /&gt;So I Won't Let Your Memory Come To An End&lt;br /&gt;When I say Forever That's Just What I Ment  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-8328599955009156112?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/8328599955009156112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/memory-come-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8328599955009156112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8328599955009156112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/memory-come-to-end.html' title='Memory Come To An End'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-8569606301996747673</id><published>2009-09-16T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:32:10.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>my dearie mainie... he is not the one</title><content type='html'>Sayu hati mek bila mek baca blog ktk ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://perfectlyluscious.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-efa-i-lied.html"&gt;Dear Efa, I LIED..... :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Mainie... i feel you gurl. I can feel it. Mainie, some part of me kadang2 rasa nak give up jak with all of this. Tapi kita sik boleh macam ya, yakin yang &lt;b&gt;doa&lt;/b&gt; ya &lt;b&gt;mampu ubah segala-galanya&lt;/b&gt;. Time-time bulan posa tok doa banyak-banyak. Yakin dengan apa yang Allah tentukan untuk kita mainie. 4 tahun mek suka dengan seseorang tok. Bukan suka gik mek rasa nang jatuh cinta. Bukan nya sekejap ya mainie. Tapi alhamdullillah bila ktk yakin dengan apa hati ktk padah bila kitak rasa kitak dah mula goyah mengadulah di hadapan Allah. Banyak-banyakkan solat istikarah bila kitak rasa sangsi. Percayak dengan hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 4 years ya mek jumpa dengan banyak org, then sorang tok yang bena-bena polah mek rasa yalah kali nama nya CINTA.. Benda yang kita sik nampak tapi hanya hati kita jak tauk. He's not the one for me mainie at the moment. But inside me i feel him. &lt;i&gt;I'n not thinking about him, i feel him&lt;/i&gt;. Sedih maini bila nya layan ktk kedak nya sik pernah jumpa ktk pun, sedih glak bila ktk tangga nya boleh tetak-tetak, happy-happy dengan org lain tapi in front ktk he acts like you don't exist. He avoid you, he ignoring you all the time. He refuse to work with you, he refuse to talk with you. But you can see him everyday. All the memories you had with him was gone. Sakit mainie. Sakit glak glak. Sampei at one moment, mek rasa macam mek sik sanggup nak tanggung semua tok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kamek boleh nanyak kenak kmk yang harus tanggung semua tok? Sedangkan kmk sik pernah kaco hidup nya pun before tok." &lt;/i&gt;Kamek sik pernah terfikir yang hubungan kmk org as a friend selamak tok jadi kedak tok. He is the one who start the first move, and he is the one who leaving me without giving any signs. &lt;b&gt;Even a word. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kamek sik mok mainie, sebab kamek yakin apa yang Allah jadikan ya sik pernah nya sia sia. Even debu pun tetap ada fungsinya di dunia tok. Bila kitak rasa sakit maka akuilah yang kitak memang sakit. Sik boh ktk nak jadi pretender kedak kamek yang ktk ok. Kelak finally ktk akan rasa lebih gik sakit ya. Kamek coba yakin kan dalam hati kmk, doa boleh ubah macam perkara. Sebab Tuhan dah suroh ktk mintak lah banyak banyak dengan nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERCAYALAH sesungguhnya ALLAH malu untuk menolak permintaan hamba-NYA yg menadah tangan meminta dengan penuh pengharapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; HANYA kepada-NYA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamek pun dalam proses penyembuhan jwak haha. Mun ktk rasa kitak sik dapat lupakan nya, sik boh lah. Sapa paksa kitak lupakannya? If he is not the one for you, boh bgg, even kitak jatuh cinta dengan nya 4 tahun pun akan ada lebih dari cukup cinta untuk JODOH ktk kelak. Kmk bukan setakat madah untuk ktk, tapi tok pun k remind mek pun jwak. Sebab kadang-kadang bila mek rasa sakit glak mulalah mek pk yang pelik- pelik. Mulalah ya mek nak try to give up. Sedangkan bila mek dok diam, bertenang kmk boleh dengar kata hati mek. Bukankah ya lebih baik?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-8569606301996747673?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/8569606301996747673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-dearie-mainie-he-is-not-one.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8569606301996747673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/8569606301996747673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-dearie-mainie-he-is-not-one.html' title='my dearie mainie... he is not the one'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4209094744387301623</id><published>2009-09-15T10:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:50:29.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>i choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can find a thousand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even trillion reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i should hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i should regret on all of these &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;HAVING&lt;/b&gt; you in my life is the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing that had happened to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll not regret anything about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;not even one&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4209094744387301623?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4209094744387301623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4209094744387301623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4209094744387301623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-choose.html' title='i choose'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-6676156173548714621</id><published>2009-09-11T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:09:27.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magazines and Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>untuk Bintang ku</title><content type='html'>Ya Rabb,...&lt;br /&gt;Aku datang pada Mu dengan penuh kepasrahan&lt;br /&gt;Ketika dihadapkan  kepada pilihan terberat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Rabb,...&lt;br /&gt;Beri ketetapan hati  untukku&lt;br /&gt;Hati yang terbaik yang sama-sama kita lihat&lt;br /&gt;Hati yang bukan saja  menyejukkan dalam pandanganku&lt;br /&gt;Tapi hati yang telah kau lihat sampai menembus  relung kalbunya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah yang Maha Kuasa,&lt;br /&gt;Maha melihat masa  depan,&lt;br /&gt;Maha mengetahui yang akan terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Engkau jua yang mengetahui  keinginan terdalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika mendambanya adalah  kesalahan&lt;br /&gt;dan merindunya adalah kekeliruan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tolong jangan biarkan hati ini  terbuai dalam keindahan fatamorgana semu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika kesempurnaannya bukan  untukku...&lt;br /&gt;Tolong bawa jauh dari relung hati...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hapuskan khayalan  keindahan tentangnya&lt;br /&gt;dan jangan biarkan aku terlena dalam  keindahannya...&lt;br /&gt;Gantikan aku dengan kesempurnaan yang sebenarnya untuk  dia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jika kesempurnaanku adalah bersamanya&lt;br /&gt;Beri aku  kekuatan menentukan pilihan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beri aku kesabaran dalam menjalani proses  menggapainya&lt;br /&gt;Jika dia memang untukku...&lt;br /&gt;Jangan biarkan aku menyerah &amp;amp;  terpuruk dalam belenggu masa lalu............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoga kau redhai kami untuk  bersatu&lt;br /&gt;Mengarungi sisa umur...&lt;br /&gt;Menapaki jalan kearah Mu...&lt;br /&gt;Dan melukis  keindahan untuk dunia dan akhirat kami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong beri kesabaran yang  penuh...&lt;br /&gt;dalam melalui detik-detik waktu yang  berjalan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amien......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa ini untuk Bintangku ,&lt;br /&gt;seseorang  yang aku&lt;br /&gt;Cintai Yang Hanya Ada dalam hatiku,&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Allah slalu membimbing  &amp;amp; membahagiakan mu... Amien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-6676156173548714621?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/6676156173548714621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/untuk-bintang-ku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6676156173548714621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/6676156173548714621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/untuk-bintang-ku.html' title='untuk Bintang ku'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-5816321338781044082</id><published>2009-09-11T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:05:08.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magazines and Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my HEART says'/><title type='text'>Terhadap nya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt; alangkah indahnya memiliki &amp;amp; dimiliki oleh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt; seseorang yg kita rela  menemani kita,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt;memberi kecupan ringan di kening kita…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memeluk kita saat hati  kita gundah gulana,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt;walau mereka sebenarnya tidak mengerti benar apa yg saat itu  kita rasakan dlm dada,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt;menangis bersama kita saat ia melihat air mata membasahi  pipi kita,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt;atau sekedar tatapan mesra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: center;"&gt; yg kita suka &amp;amp; kita nyaman  t`hadapnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kadang,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bahkan tak jarang mereka lupa atas janji mereka  t`hadap kita,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lupa atas moment-moment yg berharga dalam kebersamaan kita  dengannya…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt; Tapi entah mengapa ratapan &amp;amp; mimik anehnya slalu mampu membuat  kita luruh di dalamnya,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;atau terbata-batanya kalimat &amp;amp; tingkah kikuk yg ia  tunjukkan saat merasa bersalah…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semua karna kita tahu ia menyayangi kita…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt; Namun  terutama karna kita&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;mengasihi, menyayangi &amp;amp; mencintai mereka dgn segenap  indera &amp;amp; hati kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-5816321338781044082?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/5816321338781044082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/terhadap-nya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5816321338781044082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/5816321338781044082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/terhadap-nya.html' title='Terhadap nya'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-624312514496466945.post-4445707824295789238</id><published>2009-09-11T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:02:31.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lirik lagu'/><title type='text'>i dunt understand</title><content type='html'>If you're &lt;i&gt;not the one&lt;/i&gt; then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If you're &lt;i&gt;not the one&lt;/i&gt; then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;i&gt;are not mine &lt;/i&gt;then why does your heart return my call?&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;i&gt;are not mine&lt;/i&gt; would I have the strength to stand at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings &lt;br /&gt;But I know you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;don't wanna run away &lt;/span&gt;but I &lt;b&gt;can't take it&lt;/b&gt;, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there &lt;b&gt;any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I &lt;i&gt;don't need you &lt;/i&gt;then &lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt; am &lt;b&gt;I crying on my bed&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;If I &lt;i&gt;don't need you&lt;/i&gt; then &lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt; does &lt;b&gt;your name resound in my head&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;If you're&lt;i&gt; not for me&lt;/i&gt; then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you're &lt;i&gt;not for me&lt;/i&gt; then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;don't know why you're so far away &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that this **much** is true&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm praying you're the one I build my home with&lt;br /&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;b&gt;Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though I can't be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart is by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;if you're not the one&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;daniel bedingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/624312514496466945-4445707824295789238?l=sweetinpain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/feeds/4445707824295789238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dunt-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4445707824295789238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/624312514496466945/posts/default/4445707824295789238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinpain.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dunt-understand.html' title='i dunt understand'/><author><name>Nur Affa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525482277273864332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2Uge2OLW5E/TzOOar48TsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/g73coahfLOM/s220/IMG_1442.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
