In case you miss me..

 


In case you miss me, I am here. 

I got stuck with work, almost forgot that I still have one more dream to pursue, because the reports are always in deadline. But still, I am here.

It's been nine months since my last message, and I've been fine ever since. 

Do I miss you? Yes,

Do I pray for you? Yes.

I talk to God about you, and that is my only weapon. I tell Him everything. About my regret, about how I feel, and what I fear. Although, I know He knows. I do ask Him to protect you and guide you. To make your prayers easy, to give His noor to your heart, because you are a good person. Yes, you are. We both are just two wounded soldiers, trying to survive in this messy lines of communication. We were lost but that's life. 

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I got new hobby, by the way. Paint by Number. I find it very calming when I do paint by number while listening to Nouman Ali Khan's videos. I have completed a whole Surah Al Ahzab and Al Baqarah discussion on Bayyinah TV, which consists of more than 60hours each. Now, I have 9 paintings mounted on my wall, and three more waiting for me to paint. I am so crazy in love with this stuff, I keep buying more and more Paint by Number everytime I feel lonely. Oh.. and.. I took Arabic class. It's been 7 months now, and I have been practicing to speak for the past few weeks, hehe. I don't know why I took Arabic class, but that decision is also healed me. Although, your name is often being the example of a sentence -_-.

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I hope you are good. I knew you will always be good. You always have your way to achieve what you want in life. That thought alone, is a cure to my anxious brain. I followed your advise too. Sleep early, wake up early.. now my sleeping schedule is like a baby. 9pm already in bed.. except when there's urgent deadline, I wouldn't sleep for the whole night until after fajr :(

Soon, you will get the one thing you were chasing. Hopefully, life opens its doors to you afterward, and make you happy :)

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Thank you for crossing my path again. 

I am happy.


Bogor, 27-09-25.

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