Precious Castle

promising my self, the next day, i gonna use that attire  as the Indonesian ambassador for the twice, the third until the fifth. i promise to reblog that attire in another country :) *matahari

Suddenly u come in... in the morning in the nite and in the day.    halo, wanita mana yg tak luluh? *matahari

The Corner of Engineering Faculty Library.. Some one call my name.. eh, Harban.. my ex bet friend  Harban: Salon Muslimah dimana Bil? Sabil: Banyakkk... Harban: Yang dimana? Sabil: Mau yang kelas kaya gimana dulu? HArban: yang bisasa aja.. Sabil: mm.. RSCM jakal Ban.. buat istri? Harban:oh, okay,  Iya lah.. then... Surely, He call me just for that question? -____- eh ternyata di manggil gue lagi Harban: Bil.. Sabil: Yap? HArban: kamu mau nikah ya? Sabil: Ha?Ko tau? Harban: Tau lah.. Sabil: Tau dari siapa? Harban:Banyak sumber bil.. bulan kapan? Sabil:  kasi tau dulu kamu tau dari mana.. Harban: Dari mana-mana Bil... Sabil:Ah ga mau ngasi tau :p Really? how could those people make that issue -___________________________- bzzzzzzzz FYI, i got a scholarship which one of the contract mentioned that i cant got married until Sept 2015 So is it a good or bad news, any way? *Matahari

finding identity seems harder than finding husband #eh hahah at first, when we got some thing we have to identified what it will be rait? before deciding the segmentation market and target market The first important thing is ............... The name!!! My new babby called S! Notice: with- ! mark- Why so simple? the coach told me the importance of Chungking up of my business the name is just remind me for the practice of what they told :) S? S are for Syurga. (The direction for what i am doing) , Syukur ( the reason why i'm tryin) and Syar'i (the guideline for what i am giving) well, Its hard... :') nah, now i'm trying to find her attire googling... This some of thing i like Theen, i m tryin to make it by my own hand: See guys: Well, Any comment? *Matahari

Bismillahirrhamnirrahim.. A long noon, Because it was my first alone   flight. Haha..  Carried up by kontrakan mate, diyah and apri to adisucipto international air port. As usual, just like when I come back to bekasi. No party, no special session for my long range journey. So different for what Fiqih did (my Friend from Palu told me then) she accompanied by more then 5 person to the airport… It must   because of my unbelievable feeling. And my blench. Bent on: No more sorrow. (lebay hahah) FYI, I ever got a strike damp over when I couldn’t go abroad to an international competition in Manila just an hour (imagine it! an hour before) I bought the ticket… actually the case was my partner had been waiting for me at the vendor, she had bring our money and we had pay the fee to the committee a night before. In short, I didn’t want every body know about my trip. I didn’t know , did   god permit me for this vacation? Even my close friend in kontrkan, Tia and Ino...