.Sometimes I really miss the days I was little were happy. no matter what happened to me .. pocket money, whatever I want to be obeyed, free dining, splurging my time with laughter, even sleeping in the house of my friends at home more often than not it a parent myself, it feels really free it when my little life ...
ismail my name, I was the kind of kid who does not like to be regulated (knowingly was a kid, about 7 or 8 years old). almost every afternoon sent home and shower, get bored and cranky because I did not pay attention to one thing, hmmmm my mother began to get angry with super dipaha pinch, until the red .. because of stubborn, yes that .
ismail my name, I was the kind of kid who does not like to be regulated (knowingly was a kid, about 7 or 8 years old). almost every afternoon sent home and shower, get bored and cranky because I did not pay attention to one thing, hmmmm my mother began to get angry with super dipaha pinch, until the red .. because of stubborn, yes that .
the days I spent with my friends, swimming in the river, the main thing I like the most is swimming and jumping from coconut principal jumped into the water ...
when it happens I can not forget.
My little friend called RIDWAN (pictured below wearing a dark blue shirt). her kind, friendly, and easy to talk ..
but once I was a teenager, I rarely see him again, even though our houses are close together. I sometimes busy with school and extra-curricular work again.
sometimes I'm jealous of him because of his ability better than me in terms of women. hmmm 6 years old religious school, so rigid about women. One day I'd like the same woman, apparently because I've been there that preceded him.
anyways it's the story of my first love and my best friend, I think only the wind and let it go with the flow ..
when it happens I can not forget.
My little friend called RIDWAN (pictured below wearing a dark blue shirt). her kind, friendly, and easy to talk ..
but once I was a teenager, I rarely see him again, even though our houses are close together. I sometimes busy with school and extra-curricular work again.
sometimes I'm jealous of him because of his ability better than me in terms of women. hmmm 6 years old religious school, so rigid about women. One day I'd like the same woman, apparently because I've been there that preceded him.
anyways it's the story of my first love and my best friend, I think only the wind and let it go with the flow ..
where are you my friend?
I really miss the joy of laughter and banter with you ..
although we can not tell each other and are not adjacent, may allah always protect us and steadfast in the face of life and brave in the face of temptation and become inhabitants of heaven someday .. amen
