Exotic Back Yard

Mediteranian House..love it! Just wanna sink in that pool..

Miracles

He Is My Husband

Saya ingin menjadi seseorang dibalik pria yang hebat. -P.S-

Reformasi Diri

Sepertinya seluruh rakyat Indonesia termasuk saya, harus belajar lagi mengenai etika.  Etika islam, norma-norma, dan tata krama.  Kita semua perlu reformasi diri supaya menjadi sebuah bangsa yang hebat.

Someone Idealist

Terkadang dibalik seseorang yang kontroversial, terdapat kejujuran, dan kebaikan pada prinsipnya.

Who Help The Love?

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.

Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.

When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,
"Richness, can you take me with you?"
Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!"
"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you."
"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"

Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder,

Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

Mari Coba Resep Baru..

Hari Sabtu kemarin aku dan anakku uji coba resep Banana cake. Rasanya enak, manis dan moist, tapi dalam hal frosting sepertinya sugar powdered icingnya kurang pas untuk cake yang rasanya sudah manis ini.  Oke ini adalah pelajaran berharga untukku dalam menentukan icing yang terbaik untuk banana cakeku.

 Kenalkan, ini asisten saya:) 

 Masih ujicoba tapi rasanya yummi banget!

 Waktunya icip-icip! Duhh senangnya lihat deh giginya ompong tuh suka yang manis-manis sih..hehe

Allah

Be Good To You

The Wrong Kind Of Feminism

Dan yang lebih aneh lagi adalah wanita yang berambisi, dia tidak bisa membedakan mana yang baik dan mana yang salah.  Ambisi yang mementingkan diri sendiri diatas penderitaan orang lain. 

Ps.  bukan mengucilkan yaa..

Hanya Manusia Aneh Yang Membenci Para Janda

Adalah sesuatu yang aneh bila ada orang yang membenci seorang janda.  Padahal di dalam hadist sudah dijelaskan kaum janda sama juga dengan anak-anak yatim yang perlu di santuni, serta dikasihi. 

Inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist... ~George Carlin

Iri Dan Dengki

Buat apa iri dan dengki? Kamu, aku, atau dia tidak ada yang lebih tinggi derajatnya satu sama lain, karena kita semua adalah sama.  Yang menjadi pembeda adalah kualitas kita sebagai manusia yang bagaimana yang paling mulia di mata Allah.  Karena jabatan, kekuasaan, dan materi hanyalah sebuah titipan dan amanah, bukan sesuatu yang bisa dibanggakan. 

I May Not Know

Iri atau dengki tidak akan ada selama tidak ada yang pamer.  Stop showing off..

Through love grief is a joy. -Rumi♥

ANGEL ON HIGHWAY 109

A drunk man in his car
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.

When broken bodies lay about
And blood was everywhere,
The sirens screamed out eulogies,
For death was in the air.

A mother, trapped inside her car,
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
Oh, God, please spare my boys!"

She fought to loosen her pinned hands;
She struggled to get free,
But mangled metal held her fast
In grim captivity.

Her frightened eyes then focused
On where the back seat once had been,
But all she saw was broken glass and
Two children's seats crushed in.

Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
She did not hear them cry,
And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,
Oh, God, don't let them die!"

Then firemen came and cut her loose,
But when they searched the back,
They found therein no little boys,
But the seat belts were intact.

They thought the woman had gone mad
And was travelling alone,
But when they turned to question her,
They discovered she was gone.

Policemen saw her running wild
And screaming above the noise
In beseeching supplication,
Please help me find my boys!

They're four years old and wear blue shirts;
Their jeans are blue to match."
One cop spoke up, "They're in my car,
And they don't have a scratch.

They said their daddy put them there
And gave them each a cone,
Then told them both to wait for Mom
To come and take them home.

I've searched the area high and low,
But I can't find their dad.
He must have fled the scene,
I guess, and that is very bad."

The mother hugged the twins and said,
While wiping at a tear,
He could not flee the scene, you see,
For he's been dead a year."

The cop just looked confused and asked,
Now, how can that be true?"
The boys said, "Mommy, Daddy came
And left a kiss for you."

He told us not to worry
And that you would be all right,
And then he put us in this car with
The pretty, flashing light.

We wanted him to stay with us,
Because we miss him so,
But Mommy, he just hugged us tight
And said he had to go.

He said someday we'd understand
And told us not to fuss,
And he said to tell you, Mommy,
He's watching over us."

The mother knew without a doubt.
That what they spoke was true,
For she recalled their dad's last words,
I will watch over you."

The firemen's notes could not explain
The twisted, mangled car,
And how the three of them escaped
Without a single scar.

But on the cop's report was scribed,
In print so very fine,
An angel walked the beat tonight
on Highway 109.

~Unknown~

Rindu

Mengapa merindukan seseorang terasa begitu menyakitkan?

Tidak akan ada kesuksesan jika segala sesuatu dilakukan dengan cara menyakiti orang lain, atau merugikan orang lain.  - Unknown-

Aku tahu..bukan hanya aku saja yang pernah merasakan sakitnya patah hati.