<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 20:10:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Thoughts</title><description>Bismillahirrohmannirrohim. I intend this blog to share my writings and to strengthen the ukhuwah with friends that I am not able to contact one by one. I am not a scholar or learn person, therefore please clarify anything that you read  here with the authentic sources. Only take the truth that according to the Qur'an and Sunnah. To learn Islam with the understanding of Salaf As Sholeh please visit some Islamic links in the side of this blog. Any comment and criticize will be so much appreciate.</description><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-55555572392603919</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T08:43:23.313+07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Islam</category><title>~Who am I ~</title><atom:summary type='text'>


I exist since the time of Adam and Eve. 
I am the truth, carry the same eternal messages revealed through the ages. 
I carry the noble precepts and principles.
I am an un-doubtable argument, unchangeable supremacy and undeniable wisdom. 
I am such a set of principles and beliefs that will fully satisfy every seeker of the truth and reality.
I sent to human being with the highest standard of </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-am-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/SsFlv3GK-BI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bQOTXoWPMqk/s72-c/DUBAI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-3774747408134517069</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 02:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-09T07:26:44.428+07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Marriage</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Love</category><title>~The Sunset~</title><atom:summary type='text'>
Kringggggggggg….
[Jennifer Lopez calling]

Ahmad is having an important meeting with his client…
But a name that appearing in his cellphone really makes him curious, he asks an excuse from his clients to answer that call…..

The clients node… They think.. Mr Ahmad is receiving very important call…..

Hesitantly Ahmad picks his cell….:

“Hello??”

“Assallammu’alaikum Hubby habibi hihihihihihihihi</atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunset.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/SnbBeNxxg1I/AAAAAAAAAco/GZsUYC4mO1o/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-8148923470731171720</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 09:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T10:28:17.810+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Keep Writing~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Assallammu’alaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuhDear my blog readers, my lovely sisters and friends….. It has been so long I haven’t updated this blog…. It seems I have been away from many things since I get married, then pregnant and have baby… Mashallah…. Life run so fast, there are so many things changes… so many things which I leave behind… astaghfirullah …. Faith increases when one obeys Allaah</atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-writing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Sm7GYPyPX0I/AAAAAAAAAcY/s0N_SsWMarA/s72-c/water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-3471332232066657067</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 05:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-05T12:29:09.122+07:00</atom:updated><title>~ Layla oh Layla ~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Found this writing in my old archive folder….Hopefully can benefit other…Layla oh LaylaI always thought she was simple and always had a happy life…She always could make things interesting….She always could make other think her life just so comfort and happy…She taught me there were a lot of happiness in simplicity..I always amazed by the way she saw her life..Once time :“Have you eaten?” “Come </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2009/07/layla-oh-layla.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Sm6N_BV0_5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/H1pQwfv322A/s72-c/layla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-922732034238813994</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 05:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-23T12:16:13.266+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Terrorism has No Religion~</title><atom:summary type='text'> A book compiled by My Beloved Hubby Free download...(Click the image)</atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2009/07/terrorism-has-no-religion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Smfx24DfMnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/EW36j0e-Ph8/s72-c/terrorismhasnoreligionf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-3508478544307166688</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 09:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T10:30:52.409+07:00</atom:updated><title>~ Physical Beauty and The Marriage [Part 2] ~</title><atom:summary type='text'> Picture by Sr. Fariha MahmoodWhen the beauty fadeNothings last foreverDear brothers in Islam……There is no creature in this world that can be so much deceived by the beauty of woman but you brothers….Rasulullah salallahu alahi wassalam said “I am not leaving behind any fitnah (trial, temptation) more harmful to men than women.” (Reported by al-Bukhaari, 4706). And in another narration he sallahu </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2008/05/physical-beauty-and-marriage-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/SC_7_HaifwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XHOOte4zAWs/s72-c/n505023331_454074_9528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-1447533000597559031</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 07:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T16:48:38.036+07:00</atom:updated><title>~My life is belong to You~</title><atom:summary type='text'>AllahMy life is belong to YouBut I am still complaining for ordeals of this lifeAllahMy life is belong to YouBut I am still moaning of my heart bleedingAllahMy life is belong to YouBut I am still transgressing your lawsAllah..My life is belong to YouPlease heal my heartBe more ikhlas and ihsan…AllahMy Life is belong to YouForgive Your weak slaveForgive Your sinner slaveGuide My HeartLead it to </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-life-is-belong-to-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/SCvoL3aifjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oP8_TUnUQe4/s72-c/1242542cmpaqu89q4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-7070294528163358700</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-22T10:05:39.703+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Expect &amp; respect your Wife jealousy Part 4 ~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Assallammu’alaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuhMy dear husband Ahmad… If Allah allows me I had flied to the sky to bring the stars as gift for you, but He the Almighty says the stars is for the lamps that adorn the sky and the missiles to drive away the Syaithan… Therefore I let them there as the adornment of sky  so that you can keep seeing its beauty.I want you know dear, for me you are like the </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/12/expect-respect-your-wife-jealousy-part.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/R2ZIpEV9KxI/AAAAAAAAAI8/O0DmCfMB6Mg/s72-c/553789339_c8b331437b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-6898916546645907820</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 04:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-10T20:31:02.463+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Let not Our Hearts Deviate~</title><atom:summary type='text'>    AllahThey were in Your partThey used to sit for Your knowledge..They used to proud with the sunnah of Your MessengerNowThey become misguidanceThey become deviateThey proud to be misguidedThey criticize the Sunnah of Your prophet …They make tafseer the Qur'an with their nafs…They proud to preach their misleadingNa’uzubillah….Allah ….“Yaa muqallib al-quloob thabbit qalbi ala deenak"O Controller</atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-not-our-hearts-deviate_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/R1zKNJ_Qa8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/TYd2vS4ZiHY/s72-c/ICE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-7176375827309827441</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 17:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-06T16:38:16.793+07:00</atom:updated><title>~ Physical Beauty and The Marriage [Part 1] ~</title><atom:summary type='text'>My Dear sister in Islam…What would feel when someone intends to marry you, he comes to your parent to see you. After he has seen you… He just goes back, never come back, not move forward with his proposal…Will you hate this brother?What you feel about a brother who asks people about your beauty first than your religion?Will you feel so humiliated?We may think a brother who asks about beauty… as </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/12/physical-beauty-and-marriage-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/R1bcZ5_Qa2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Uqhsv7uL5RA/s72-c/0305101849401img_0064wabp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-868898109331284245</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 08:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-15T13:37:50.206+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Romantic Husband~</title><atom:summary type='text'>This writing to enlighten my sisters in Islam, to make them feel optimist if there are still good Muslim husbands among of them who mischief and cheat behind their wife….Although haram love Affair spreading in our community we can’t generalize if all man are just the same, accuses all of them are hypocrite… astaghfirullah…One sister told meHow wonderful her husband…That day they visited a place </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/09/romantic-husband.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RueftBXJB6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/GErlDzzVMO0/s72-c/mill_fence_buzzed_oil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-2590768408506570010</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 04:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-10T12:59:27.613+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Our Prayers – Part 2~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Why those sisters prayed earlier for fajr in the airport?Maybe they thought, they were in the state of traveling so it’s allowed to pray earlier.Maybe they had to board into the airplane soon…so that they thought It’s better to pray earlier compare than not pray fajr at all…Wallahualam….As short as my understanding, it is not allowed to pray earlier although we are in the state of traveling. </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-prayers-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RuTRyCUHSfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pyC6fzo_hGg/s72-c/river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-6927368467103078347</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 07:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-06T06:55:19.514+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Our Prayers – Part 1~</title><atom:summary type='text'>I arrived in the airport earlier because it would give time to pray fajr before boarding. I went to nearby prayer room in the airport, fajr time was still long. I started reading the Qur’an waited for fajr. Some muslimah came in. They took wudhu, and then prayed…At first I thought mashaAllah they were praying for sunnah [Qiyamul lail]. But when they left straight away after the pray I started </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-prayers-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Rt5dGSUHSeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/IsqfRvLdf2o/s72-c/guzelgrubum5a3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-782471198535575597</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 07:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-04T07:50:51.555+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Expect &amp; respect your Wife jealousy Part 3 ~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Assallammu’alaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuhAishah…My Dear sweetheart…Thank you dear for clearly explanation to help me understand your feelings.Dear...... please forgive me for all trouble you felt. I promise inshaAllah will never do anything that trouble you anymore. I will try my best to give you feeling the secure of love without any doubt. There will be no space for syaithan to whisper any </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/09/expect-respect-your-wife-jealousy-part.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Rtu1VyUHSdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QBZsV1H8XEo/s72-c/widokowki_79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-6213116555964468575</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 07:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-09T16:04:59.270+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Expect &amp; respect your Wife jealousy Part 2~</title><atom:summary type='text'>My dear husband Ahmad….Please ignore all what I have written previously dear….I am not crying because regretting of discontinue relationship with any other non mahram man. I believe that what I should do.The marriage is not a start for a muslimah to caring their husband feeling. It should start from long time back even before she meets him…… not for the sake of the man that going to be her </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/06/expect-respect-your-wife-jealousy-part.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Rmpe6EzPRnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wmv9W5T-94U/s72-c/Angsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-2063553966315149299</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-10T11:41:48.887+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Expect &amp; respect your Wife jealousy Part 1~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Assallammu’alaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuhMy dearest husband Ahmad….I am sorry to make you worry for my silent in these days…. I know my silent make you worry and wondering what happening with me… Please don’t worry dear…. I just need time to think…..After thinking in these few days I now completely understand why you keep your relationship with some sisters after our marriage. You must have </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/05/expect-respect-your-wife-jealousy-part_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RkKifRjPxxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jlTytMkPFZg/s72-c/red_green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-3109112523733002508</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 04:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-10T11:24:37.710+07:00</atom:updated><title>~For all My Dear brothers and My Dear sisters part 2~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Part I IMy dear sisters….Allah gifts a lot of special blessings…Allah trusts you to carry “rahim” [womb]…That makes your nature different…Makes you full of affection,Your touch is tenderness,You smile is sweetness..You are an amazing beautiful creationYou are a charming creationYour graceful movementYour “killing” smilesYou are beautifulAlways beautifulYou are sweetAlways sweetYou are unique…With</atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-all-my-dear-brothers-and-my-dear_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RkKdchjPxwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Js66GNd6rME/s72-c/part2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-7541327562606015478</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-10T10:14:26.749+07:00</atom:updated><title>~For all My Dear brothers and My Dear sisters part 1~</title><atom:summary type='text'>This is an old wrting.... I thought good to share...Dear Akhwat wa Ikhwah fillahAssallammu'alaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh....I have restrained myself to not write about this topic personally. But this matter has been killing my heart and my souls many times…… astaghfirullah… I was angry a lot of time [especially with myself] due of my disability to convey the messages. But how could I say I </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-all-my-dear-brothers-and-my-dear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RkKI9hjPxvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/c9gzHVHgoDM/s72-c/476565452_29d4235413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-3689735228756365731</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 02:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-02T07:43:28.730+07:00</atom:updated><title>~Worse than thirty-six of zina: like a man commit incest with his mother ~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Sister in Islam says:There were 2 proposals at the day of my brother’s weddingSister in Islam says:But all rejectedRytha says:Why?Sister in Islam says:Coz he works in a bankRytha says:Why you refuse the one who work in bank?Sister in Islam says:Coz it is a bank deal with ribaSister in Islam says:So his money is haram, Actually I know what bank he works inSister in Islam says:I know it is </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/04/worse-than-thirty-six-of-zina-like-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Ril5zDTGpmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aso9W-YXXpo/s72-c/iqpubs_moontree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-4814634156102853257</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-01T11:19:33.117+07:00</atom:updated><title>~A Night Before Ramadan~</title><atom:summary type='text'>A friend came to visit, few days before Ramadan. That was exactly the 100th days she lost her husband, so tragic, a sudden calamity happened just few months after she lost her new born baby. I spent whole night with her… engaged in conversation like haven’t met for ages….Carefully I tried to not mention his name, not lead her to anything that can bring back his memories…I wanted to keep and cover</atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/04/night-before-ramadan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Rg8wJ1xUUKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bPZddJKIZAg/s72-c/1(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-1846445455588231513</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 09:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-29T16:07:18.742+07:00</atom:updated><title>~A friend (Part 4)~</title><atom:summary type='text'>We have to ready losing a friend…at anytime.Some of friends will forget you at time they have find the comfort life, they as if do not think how lonely your life without them.Some friends will behave like want to move away from your life even if you try your best run to keep close with them, until you feel exhausted, then decide you are really unwanted; have to leave them in peace…Some friends </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/03/friend-part-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RguBdlxUUJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mz2-0hkF5jw/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-5508583846727436369</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-23T16:38:47.989+07:00</atom:updated><title>~A friend (Part 3)~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Sometimes, a concept of friendship in our childhood times seems simpler; mostly end with happy ending. Our friends surely will love us if we keep sharing them sweetness of candies, they will never abuse us if we show them the way how to do something correctly.When we grow up…. Even if we knee down and saying wallahi I am doing all of these sincerely for your goodness…. I want you also feel the </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/03/friend-part-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RgOcbr4bzpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HLmbw512ksw/s72-c/pic05053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-6054678682169567127</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 06:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-19T13:49:40.991+07:00</atom:updated><title>~A friend (Part 2)~</title><atom:summary type='text'>When we was kids we think friendship only about sharing our toys, go here and there in group… fighting because of silly reasons etc…But no matter how bad you fight each other you still can get along again after some days as if nothing happened before with no any hatred.When I grow up I understand there are so many complex matters that can be happened in friendship. Sometimes things just cant be </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/03/friend-part-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Rf4qZ1rBmMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jzvAW2EH8mQ/s72-c/4(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-7217778567327012074</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 03:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-18T11:27:53.751+07:00</atom:updated><title>~A friend (Part 1)~</title><atom:summary type='text'>They are many friends that we made in our life… just few who remain forever..They have to move on with their life, times make they have to change doesn’t matter your life are just seem the same.I still remember some friends in my childhood time when I was about 3 to 7 years old that was the most beautiful moments because I felt I had many friends. The closest ones are one girl and two 2 boys who </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/03/friend-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/Rfy8lVrBmLI/AAAAAAAAADs/zCGgDQN9Zd8/s72-c/sh_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21782539.post-1753529305975088506</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 02:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-13T08:58:34.445+07:00</atom:updated><title>~K H A D I J A H~</title><atom:summary type='text'>Ummul Mu’minin Khadijah… The Mother of the BelieversYou are the best woman in the earth [1] You married the noblest man in the world and jannahYou born the leader of women of Paradise Fathimah [2]You are grandmother of outstanding man in Jannah Hasan and husaynAllah the Most High and Jibril conveyed His blessing upon youGive you a glad tiding as the owner a mansion in paradiseMade of brilliant </atom:summary><link>http://rnuraini.blogspot.com/2007/03/k-h-d-i-j-h.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rytha Nur'aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfRhuYiWLqQ/RfNlLFrBmII/AAAAAAAAADU/W9uw-BdVnDM/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>