Coming home

The husband is coming home. And I am in the midst of having a bundle of joy. (^__^)//

Don't talk mood

I just feel that I do not want to talk to anyone today. I do not want to talk to anyone about that topic. I do not want to talk to anyone.

Since that Year Planning had come out, I feel that I do not want to talk about it.

Finger nail

I'm cutting the finger nails yesterday. And that's remark the end of being the bride's signature. I'm gonna miss the red color of it after 4 months its with me.

Its sad because I'm not sharing this moment with him. Even more sad that i had foresee this things (me, cherish the greatz moment in life without him) long time ago, before we're married. 

T.R.Y

Sometime, when seeing the picture of us together, that feeling grows. And what's hurt was to contain that feeling so that it would not make my heart hurt. 

I'm hoping this kind of feeling would last forever. Would last till our last breath. Would last till the end of life and hereafter. Would last till Jannah. Because each time after my pray, i would recite the same doa. 

Tears gone stream from my cheek. And hoping it will soothe the ache. I am trying hard for us. I am trying hard to get through all of it. 

I am trying. And will keep on trying.

Well wishes

I only realize that when cleaning the house. That's came with the paper bag that contained birthday present of handbag and chocolate on last November :)

Somehow, i value the friendship with them. Seeing those, made me speechless.

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Sleepless night for 2 days in a row. Body heat on the first night. 


Pray for strengths. 

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