Assalamualaikum.
I lost my kitab. And my another paper.
Kat kedai. Boleh tak?
Sibuk beli Borio (Edisi Oreo Mesir ciplak yang tak ada la sedap sangat sampai saya patut tinggalkan benda tu kat situ) sampai tak hengat benda yang ada kat tangan.
Ya Allah dosa apa ini....
Ya Allah please protect me and the book.
Protect us Ya Allah.
Okay bunyi dia macam tengah hilang diari yang tertulis kat situ...
Dear Miss Diary, my photoreceptors see my crush, and I started to have tachycardia and mucosal layer of my bronchiole began to contract, dopamine could never overcome acetylcholine of my skeletal muscle, my hippocampus began to erase all bytes, my basal ganglia....
Erkk. Not that. I am not 18 anymore. Today I am 20 years old. Buat apa nak tulis cerita itu? And kenapa nak ada diary?
Bukan diary.
Kalau iye pun diary, it is a diary of a Muslim telling how I should be a real Muslim.(ah)
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