short stories

ketika mimpi berbuah harapan.
bukan kedengkian melainkan hanya asa dan keyakinan.
bukan tanda tanpa pengenal dan tidak cukup mengenal tanpa penanda.
siang yang berawan dan malam yang membeku.
tidakkah Tuhan adil atas segala kekuasaan?!
tidak sekedar menunggu malam dan menyiakan siang.
akankan kaum yang berjibaku pada pekerjaan akan runtuh bersama kesadaran?!

ketika Tuhan tidak sekedar pengakuan dan penghormatan
tapi keyakinan dan kebutuhan, niscaya akan kembali ke titik nadir.

“sesungguhnya Tuhan lebih dekat dari pada urat nadi sekali pun”

I always like players who wear these shoes in every game. I always admired about how he plays, working with his team, and not trying to become the dominant part because it is not his portion.

about how his life or another part which shouldn’t clothes (earrings) I’m not too concerned. I care about his personal while in the field, with which he embraced religion, nationality where he lived, I always liked his face that was so cool.
let’s just say I’m fanatical, so infatuated with this 22-year-old man. what doesn’t, there is no reason to not like it. about el Clasico,when he doesn’t play by the coach, I just hope his team win by any way, but it’s not, and it’s sad for me. I really expect much but it didn’t produce figures AT ALL! and it really made me speechless *eh curcol*
well, I’ve always liked him.

this is December. welcome to the 23rd and of course my 23 player (getting ready) leave 2010, start the new season (perhaps also a new civilization to me), and of course many interesting challenges for him in a game that will come.
he always says that he can play is happiness, about the victory was only the result of patterns the game, and remember that he is not the first executor. he was always optimistic in every game and that’s what makes me always excited to see his performance.

mungkin tidak banyak yang tau kemana aku berlibur kemarin sama mama, tapi aku rasa foto di bawah postingan ini cukup mewakili dimana aku berada. maaf atas beberapa spekulasi simpang siur, biarlah ini jadi urusanku dengan-Nya.

aku belajar banyak.
aku belajar sabar, aku banyak ber-istigfar *emang perlu itu mah, ra!* (btw, kata pembimbingku disana, nabi muhammad aja dulu istigfar sehari 100x walaupun udah dijamin surga, jadi kitaa…??? heemmm~)
aku selalu di cecar dengan pernyataan, hitam dan putih. tidak ada abu-abu di dunia ini. tidak ada orang yang sedikit jahat, yang ada hanya orang baik dan jahat. percaya Tuhan atau tidak sama sekali.

rasanya sangat dekat, mengalahkan urat nadi bahkan detak jantung sekali pun. tidak ada halangan dan portal pemisah. merasa yakin bahwa apa yang terucap adalah doa yang didengar, diterima, dan dikabulkan. tidak ada satu pun ketidakyakinan atas segala penciptaan.

hal paling bermakna adalah “kalau disini tidak ada pajak seperti di Indonesia, pajak itu haram” *wuissshh, ayooo kita pindah biar nggak jadi orang bijak* hahahaha…

thanksfull God, please call me again and again. *kaya lagu apa gitu yaa*