tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16884913109241731582024-03-14T17:08:29.055+08:00NEW MOONLife - tell - shareMunirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.comBlogger187125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-85230023860840876172019-03-14T01:01:00.003+08:002019-03-14T01:01:39.241+08:00#195<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's not a happy place anymore. </div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-21684341171298394982018-06-03T12:24:00.001+08:002018-06-03T12:24:05.155+08:00#194 menu berbuka puasa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillah.<br />
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To decide a menu for berbuka puasa is not always an easy deal. As I am living alone, I prefer to cook something simple. Yg mudah, cepat, sedap. Well, sedap kat perut sendiri lah kan. Who eats them? Just me alone. Hahahaa.<br />
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So today, I have decided to just fry the fish. And prepare the air asam. Oh tak sabar nak berbuka puasa harini. InsyaAllah.<br />
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Love,<br />
<i><b>Munira Anuar</b></i></div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-27765800506266289422018-05-16T21:51:00.002+08:002018-05-16T21:51:55.080+08:00#193 ramadhan 2018<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum.<br />
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Alhamdulillah. Sekali lagi kita bertemu ramadhan. Ramadhan bulan mulia, bulan keinsafan, bulan pengampunan, bulan amal, dan segala-gala yang baik pada bulan ini.<br />
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Secara praktikalnya, kita menahan diri dari makan, minum, serta perkara-perkara yang membatalkan puasa.<br />
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Sebenarnya, bila masuk bulan ramadhan ni, perkataan yang muncul ialah penat, lapar, dahaga, tak larat.. Sedangkan, kita mampu je sebenarnya berpuasa. Tapi, entah lah mulut dan pemikiran kita ni, suka sangat dengan mind set yang negatif. We are stronger than we think!<br />
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Apart from that, solat sunat tarawih. Bagi orang lain, I do not know your first experience with tarawih. But mine started during my secondary school, when I was in form 2. Maybe some would think that I started a bit late, but I was very excited at that time. I was happy that I finally learned how to perform tarawih.<br />
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We tend to have worries on how long is the surah that will be read by imam, how many rakaat should be done, tak panas ke pakai telekung lama-lama nanti and macam2 lagi lah sangkaan-sangkaan awal. Padahal, bila dah buat tu. Subhanallah, we did it. MashaAllah. Hebat kuasa Allah. Dia buat kita tenang beribadah pada Dia.<br />
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This year, I am going to puasa alone. Bersahur alone, berbuka pon alone. Because I live alone. I can't deny that I feel so so sad thinking about celebrating ramadhan alone. But you know, I still have to. Pray I will be strong.<br />
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It is not easy living alone. And now it's going to be more lonely. It's ok. Allah is always with me.<br />
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A loner,<br />
Munira<br />
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-53267966087640831842018-05-08T22:54:00.000+08:002018-05-08T22:54:02.447+08:00#192 PRU<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillah.<br />
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Esok hari mengundi buat rakyat Malaysia. And this is my first time ever mengundi. Akan tetapi, aku tak payah beratur panjang berpanas lelah esok untuk mengundi. Sebab aku dah selesai undi pos.<br />
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First time mengundi pon dah kena buat undi pos. It's ok, at least aku dah dapat pengalaman untuk undi pos. Next next time, I'll make sure that aku dapat balik kampung untuk mengundi dan merasai kemeriahan mengundi di kampung sendiri. InsyaAllah.<br />
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Ingatkan jadi petugas sprm ni senang macam jaga periksa budak2 je. Rupanya kerja2 kerani pengundian ni perlulah dilakukan dengan sangat teliti bagi mengelakkan berlakunya kesilapan pada kertas undi calon. Penting sangat ketelitian waktu buat kerja tu. I hope that everything will be smoothly done tomorrow.<br />
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Selamat mengundi Malaysian! Undilah calon pemimpin yang terbaik.<br />
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Sincerely,<br />
Munira 😊</div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-26611648956493736292018-04-20T21:56:00.001+08:002018-04-20T21:56:33.318+08:00#191 Independent<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
In the name of Allah.<br />
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Living alone makes me an independent woman.<br />
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I sleep and wake up, I take my breakfast, lunch and dinner, I wander around pasar malam, I buy groceries, I visit Mr DIY, I cook my meal, I do the chores, I watch movies, I sing my favourite songs, I laugh over crazy jokes (from soc med), I treat my period pain, I feed myself medicine when I'm sick, I laugh, I smile, I cry,<br />
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alone.<br />
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I am and independent woman.<br />
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And it is not always a happy day.<br />
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-32607287941703470822018-03-01T17:47:00.004+08:002018-03-01T17:47:56.686+08:00#190 stay<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"Staying by her side for a long time..that's love"<br />
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-23765507726316250562017-09-24T01:05:00.003+08:002017-09-24T01:05:59.076+08:00#189 rasa<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillah.<br />
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Now is already 12:58. And my eyes are still hungry for light. Taknak tidoq lagi pasaipa entah.<br />
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Lately banyak benda la nak fikir. So betol la banyak berfikir ni salah satu penyebab susah nak lelap.<br />
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Whatever.<br />
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Kadang berfikir tentang rasa. Rasa yang dah ada ni, kadang dia tetibe macam slowly fading away. Entah kenapa la.<br />
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Lepas tu kita try to call the feelings to come back in here over again by faking them. Tapi tak berhasil.<br />
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Atau, mungkin belum berhasil. So positifkan lah diri yang dia akan berhasil.<br />
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I'm sorry.<br />
Me.<br />
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-7722703175506381272017-08-22T14:10:00.000+08:002017-08-22T14:10:12.794+08:00#188 What else can i do<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillah.<br />
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Aku a novice teacher. Being a teacher never would give me the license tu "rotan" the pupils sesuka hati mahupun atas kesalahan murid. But i am pretty sure that my former teachers "rotan" me and successfully made me who i am today. During my time, i think my friends and i, clearly understand that "rotan" is the price we need to pay for our wrongdoings. I still remember how scared i was when i realized "the price" i have to pay caused by my devilish kind of behavior at school. Tapi zaman sekarang ni, sikittt je cikgu sentuh. Jadi kes polis. Ok aku malas ulas panjang. Bye. </div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-19546768652569903152017-08-16T00:08:00.000+08:002017-08-16T00:09:58.303+08:00#187 The unsung hero<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillah.<br />
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Why is it so hard to control our emotions? Kadang merajuk hati, org tak tau pon. Pity you dear heart ; the unsung hero-in </div>
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-22099295157631545862017-08-01T00:43:00.001+08:002017-08-01T00:43:17.526+08:00#186 heart<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.<br />
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There is a heart that i need to take care of.<br />
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I'm sorry. </div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-25698592687515377942017-08-01T00:35:00.001+08:002017-08-01T00:35:54.196+08:00#185 ABC<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Bismillah.<br />
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Tau tak perempuan ni bila dia tengah ABC, semua benda jadi take kena. Kau jangan nak cakap die mengade. Semua benda jadi tak kena sebab die tak sihat. Sakit perut, sakit kaki, sakit tangan, sakit macam2 lagi. Dah macam demam. Pastu dengan rimas nye lagi. Moody tu bukan sebab die mengade. Sebab die sakit la die jadi moody. Untung lah perempua. Yg takde kene masalah2 sakit sana sini waktu ABC ni. Macam aku zaman sekolah dulu. Relax je time ABC. Tapi sekarang bila masjk umur 20an macam2 sakit. Kadang tak larat nak bangun. Sembuhkanlah ya Allah. Aamiin.<br />
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*ABC - Allah bagi cuti </div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-15073889095646884592017-06-13T22:44:00.001+08:002017-06-13T22:44:07.810+08:00#184 the real life of me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Bismillah.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It was January 15th 2016 when I wrote my previous entry. I am not very sure about the reason I stopped writing here. Maybe because of no reason. hahaaa 😂 Now I thank Allah that He gives me the courage to get my fingers dancing here again after a long holiday. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Now that I think about it again, I actually stopped writing here before because I don't have any interesting stories to be shared here. Or I guess my life is not that interesting to be a short novel here. I'm not saying that my life was interesting before. But there were so much to talk about back then when I was younger 😥 hahahhaaa. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Luckily here got so many ears yang memang care about my happy, sad, angry, frustrated everyday life. Yaaaaa right, I am teacher now. So this is the start ofmy real adult life kannnn. Alhamdulillah. Please pray for my heart to always be kind to the kids. Well my everyday doa, it is. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Well now I have to stop, so please pray that I will come here again later. see you soon.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Mucho love,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Munira </i>💓</span></div>
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-91328057021020359962016-01-15T19:50:00.001+08:002016-01-15T20:02:41.272+08:00#183 deep inside my heart<p dir="ltr">Bismillah.</p>
<p dir="ltr">There is a time that when you can feel the most sadness and you couldn't find the way to cry it out. Because you know when you do, you'll never find the way back. </p>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-46131661656969888152016-01-04T00:29:00.001+08:002016-01-04T00:29:17.884+08:00#182 prayer<p dir="ltr">Sometimes my prayer was "help me" and sometimes it was a "thank you" prayer. </p>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-37268558801460303342015-09-14T19:10:00.001+08:002015-09-14T19:10:41.408+08:00#181 counting days<p dir="ltr">Just a few days to go. Can you imagine after 5 years being here as an Afzanian, i'll finally make a move to another phase, leave this place with a bunch of lovely faces that will be missed. Wow its amazing how I can feel the love from each of them. Allah please keep this love forever in me. 💕</p>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-38096230911986205932015-09-13T18:30:00.001+08:002015-09-13T18:30:41.558+08:00#180 <p dir="ltr">Dont stop.<br>
It has started. </p>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-65124137728871509032015-05-09T09:26:00.000+08:002015-05-09T09:26:22.353+08:00#179 last piece<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Its bothering me. Showing me an old picture of mine, knowing that you still keep it with you in every step of your life. Touched. But you know i wouldn't let myself slide into the same feeling i had for you years ago. I dont know about you but i have decided to let all our memories flew with the wind away from my mind, long ago. Lets move on. Life has so much more to offer than what you see in the past. Let all bygones be bygones. I wish the happiest life that could be for you. For all the goods and bads, sweets and sads, with a humble heart, i would like to offer my highest thanks and biggest apologies. Words are never enough man, i know. I wish this is my last pieces of our story. Yea it is. </div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-57163262973102775482015-03-28T11:54:00.002+08:002015-03-28T11:54:43.496+08:00#178 zikir<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bismillah.</span><div>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"eventhough i write a lot of subhanallah, alhamdulillah, mashaAllah and stuff, it sounds awkward saying it. i don't know why, but when i do want to say it, it'll come out as a whisper. like i'm saying it to myself"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">I quoted this somewhere. Because it happened to me too. </span></span></div>
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-55247289048614634452015-03-22T09:32:00.001+08:002015-03-22T09:32:21.167+08:00#177 chores <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Bismillah. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Doing chores really wouldn't give you pocket money. It is about responsibility and sincerity. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Sincerely,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Munira Anuar</i></span></div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-3683205308507775172015-03-21T15:30:00.001+08:002015-03-21T15:30:20.124+08:00#176 death <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bismillah. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kerap dengar berite kematian lately. Dah lumrah, bile kite lahir je, kite dah memang perlu bersedie untuk mati. Dari mane kite datang, situ jugak kite kene kembali one day. To those who experienced family members meninggal dunie, I hope that they will be strong enough to face the days afterwards. It's not easy to live a normal life without your love one around. And honestly i'm not yet ready to face it. If it to be happened on me, I hope i'll be given super extra power to stand myself up and accept the fact.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">*takziah buat keluarga classmate kami Syed Zaqhwan atas pemergian ayah nya menghadap Ilahi pada tengahari tadi. Moga sabar dan redha hendaknya Z n his family. Moge kekuatan luar biasa buat keluarganya menerima pemergian ini. Al fatihah buat arwah ayah beliau, Moga ditempatkan dalam kalangan org yg beriman hendaknya. </span></div>
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Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-15090574624074028672015-03-21T09:32:00.000+08:002015-03-21T09:32:13.070+08:00#175 stress<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bismillah. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It is hard you know being a person like me. Hahaaa</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am stress but my face showed that i'm not. It's not that i'm not happy with my ability to keep myself a peaceful kind of person, it is just that sometimes I think I acted peacefully and caused people think that I am ok to be kidding with. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is not a problem. But it is a problem. Hahahaa. Though it is not important for others to know about my problem, but still I want them to have some respect to my emotional conditions. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For example, I am super worried about my assignments till I cannot even think about other things. Then, people should have not throw jokes to me. Because i'm being serious thinking about my assignments. Haa contoh laa. Ni contoh ringan je ni. Hahaaa</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, people, please have some respect towards other people feelings and emotions. Because it's a matter of unseen disease u know. It's hard to pretend that your condition is under control but actually it is not as it seems. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ok, to test your understanding. I have a question based on my bebelan pendek kat atas : </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Adakah saya stress?</span></div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-25080194071782266982015-03-18T23:16:00.002+08:002015-03-18T23:16:37.195+08:00#174 age <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bismillah.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I get very upset seeing them aging. It gets a little hurt everytime I saw them walking hardly. Sitting uncomfortably. May Allah makes everything easier for them to get through. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">#parents #grandparents </span></div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-2000620333217823932015-02-23T01:50:00.000+08:002015-02-23T01:50:24.618+08:00#173 memories last forever<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This short note is actually dedicated to my one and only younger sister. I know she misses her friend, Anis. But now Anis is no longer with her, us. She is very far away from our world. I know my adik she understands and redha with her best friend's death but she can't help herself thinking about her. Their memories were just very meaningful. I hope adik u read this. I know you are strong just like me. Everytime u think about Anis, u can always send her your love by reciting Al Fatihah for her. She will definitely sleep in peace knowing that you still remember her. InsyaAllah. Allah knows better. Alhamdulillah. Thanks to Allah for this opportunity having a good sister like her.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Al Fatihah to Nur Anis Arina Mohd Asri. </span></div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-69526471096175684762015-01-30T05:33:00.002+08:002015-01-30T05:33:47.762+08:00#172 Anis in memory.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Baru je aku tulis tentang Anis in my previous entry. And now she is entering another world. Al fatihah buat Nur Anis Arina yang baru pergi menghadap Ilahi malam semalam 29/1/2015. Moga tenang hendaknya Anis di sisi Allah yang Esa. Moga tabah keluarganya. Redha itu yang utama. Yang hidup pasti pengakhirannya mati. Kita yang masih bernyawa mungkin hanya sisa, nanti menyusul. Anis, Kak Mun akan ingat Anis as a strong girl. You were strong dear Anis. I hope that Zihah will be strong just like you. Allah. </span></div>
Munirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279471415100415041noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1688491310924173158.post-25260931865577716532015-01-28T19:57:00.001+08:002015-01-28T19:57:26.241+08:00#171 Anis <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
She is a sweet girl, best friend to my lovely sister. She is sweet to me because she is a girl with manner. She is a bright girl full with confidence in herself. Her effort to always trying to use English spoken with me was no joke. The moment after she knew that TESL is my major in maktab, she said she wanted to take TESL macam aku jugak.<br />
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And now she is having a "rest" in coma struggling her body to stay strong. I know that you are stronger than you can imagine. Stay strong if you can. Come back to us when you are ready. And if it's not for us, remember that Allah is always there for you.<br />
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Mohon doa buat sahabat kami, Anis Arina. Moga dipermudahkan segalanya buat nya. Moga diberi kekuatan yang luar biasa buat keluarganya. InsyaAllah. </div>
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