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u forgot what's most important..

assalamualaikum wbt. { waalaikumsalam wb.t } 🌺🌺🌺 ged morning! ged morninggg!!

so after watching 3 young hafiz whole quran on youtube, i 'ter'remember something when i was in form 2. it was early month in that year.. maybe January, February or March like that. the teachers gave us A TON OF HOMEWORKS... A TON I MEAN A LOTTTTTT. it's like till you don't have time to eat, rest, watching tv and ABSOLUTELY NO TIME TO REST AT ALL !!

if Saturday comes, how grateful we are that time. till status updated on whatsapp ; " Please, NO CALL , NO MESSAGE. I HAVE A DATE WITH SATURDAY TOMORROW. WHOEVER TRY TO DISTURB ME, I'LL KILL YA. AND IM SERIOUS. " 😆 yes totally me. 😆😆

so that time, dah dekat cutiiii pulakkkkkkkkk..... 😫😫😫😫  If you're us, "School Break" means 'disaster' you know. 😭😭😭 cuz teachers will give us homeworks. and it IS per/day. argh 😫.

so that time, school break was around the corner.. so our Quran Teachers gave us some work to do at home.. we have to hafaz the quran half page per day and record them on our Quran table.

we were like " Alaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......... bnyak homework lah cikgu...... 😭😭😭 ada tu, ada ni.... tak sempat..... nak rehat lagi... " and much2 more....

then one of our Quran Teachers said " this is homework for Quran. if you can accept the English homework, mathematics homework, Geo, Science, Bahasa Melayu,,, why you can't accept the Quran's homework? which one was most important? The Quran, or the rest? "

that time i was really amazed. She opened my locked eyes, heart and mind. 😌😌 of course lah Quran! the most important, the everything! 😊

then after 'resting' for a week, everything was fine... it just smooth like that.. it's like no one feel scared if they're not finish their homework even 99% ADA YANG TAK SIAPKAN ...😂😂 and  the hearts just fine.. relax... subhanallah! 💕💕

so, the moral here is, put Allah first, and Allah will put you first...

Ihfazillaha yahfazka. 😇

wallahuaklam..

sunday, 8.40 am, 26 February. esok exam

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