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A story of an alcoholic father.

Assalamualaikum w.b.t, everyone!!! I'm backkkk since my parents bought me a new smart phone 🥰 (alhamdulillah may Allah bless them the Firdaus). I was so busy lately finishing my hws, extra classes and much much more, preparing for a hugeeee examination, SPM. 

As for today, I just had a greatt time at school for Teachers Day. 😊 There were Nasheed (sedap gila!!!!!!suara abang yang nyanyi tu 😆 & shout out also, my classmate! U done such a good job! #donesupportmember)  , Pantun@Seloka Hari Guru ala-ala SMIK (ada junior lelaki ni comelllllllllllllllllllllllllll sgttt!!!!!), tilawah Al-Quran (serius!!! One of the nicest recitation after my classmate, Azim & Qari Taha Al Junaid 😍) & ikrar cikgu. Ok ni lawak sbb lepas ikrar yg diketuai oleh Cg Ismail tu kena nyanyi lagu Guru Malaysia. Lepastu, cikgu lain macam malu2 nak nyanyi kecuali cikgu Ismail yang tgh pgg mic. 😂😂 srs dgr suara cg Ismail je, tapi cg tak nyanyi semua lirik nya, dia nyanyi part SUARA BELAKANG NYA AJE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 srs takleh move on kot yg ni.

The reason why I'm writing this entry is,  last night I have read a story, a very interesting one & eye-opening. Without further a do, let's dive into the story!

 There was an alcaholic father. Whenever he come back home, he will beat his wife and his twin sons. He sucks on his job, useless and dumb. He later die for having a heart disease. 10 years later, the twin grew up. One grew to be like his father. Useless and definitely trash. When someone asked him, he will say " I watched my father. " . While the other twin, grew to be a great man. Smart & succeed on his life. When someone asked him, he will asnwer, " I watched my father ". 

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See? The twin have the same father, they live in the same situation. But why, they ended up different? Just like us. We might grow up together, meeting the same people the same routine in life but that doesn't mean we will choose the same path & stand on the same perspective. So it's on your hand, whether you pick good or bad. We are responsible for our own selves that God will ask us on The Day of Judgement. Think wisely. 🍪🍫

Wallahuaklam, R


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