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  • oppaa (53)in Project HOPE • 4 years ago
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    Meet the beloved

    I don't understand why God loves you so much. You are given good people who always surround you and are willing to help whenever you whisper that you need help. I don't know how…
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    • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 4 years ago
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      We once promised each other

      Grim is a savior for me. I'm in trouble, surely he will help me. If I was., he would definitely cheer me up. He even once took me to the most beautiful flower garden I have ever…
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      • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 4 years ago
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        Into Immortality

        Father please, come with me and live forever” “My son, I have lived long enough. I am grateful for these 200 years of my life” “But why did you have to leave?” "Because death…
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        • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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          The darkness of the night had changed into the brightness of the morning

          The darkness of the night had changed into the brightness of the morning, the sun began to rise by emitting a bundle of yellowish light. It looks beautiful adorning the sky…
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          • oppaa (53)in #motivation • 5 years ago
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            Travel Notes

            Hi, my name is Erlangga or usually called Angga. This is not only about the journey of my story but about the journey of our eleven. We are different in character but have the…
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            • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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              Don't You Hang Me

              At that time I was moving On from one of my exes. I have an Eskimi account that finally brings me to a man who is able to make me move on from my ex-girlfriend, Rizki. At first…
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              • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                Your smile isn't as beautiful as it used to be

                Distance seems to be quite helpful for the phase of forgetting and ignoring, but it didn't happen to me ... " Yellow silk and floral motifs hung flat on the body wraps, today…
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                • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                  a Short story about you

                  A clever young man who is ignorant of all women, named Roy Hermawan. Roy has just celebrated the age of 17 years which is not special. Without Mother, without father and…
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                  • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                    At the end of Sunset

                    I am famous for the nature of my love that is marked by my laughter that causes echoes and sound waves that are quite loud among other normal sounds. Just call me ica. The…
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                    • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                      Sky color

                      I looked up. Gray. Black. Clouds gather, line up to cover the blue sky and the warmth of the sun. A second later I could feel a drop of water fall on my forehead. Cold. I looked…
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                      • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                        Love alphabet

                        You can call me Fey, I am about 165 cm tall and weigh 50 kg, I always feel my life is full of luck, numbers and half my soul is mathematics… I am a Javanese and Sundanese…
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                        • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                          Love without a reason

                          Misty night that covered the lampstand's house, made his heart increasingly dark, which then did not feel a teardrop fall on the book he wrote. He wrote a word that came from…
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                          • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                            I will wait for you in my city

                            That morning, it was raining heavily, all the activities that were normally carried out in the morning were all hampered. Including me, I who have to work and leave early in the…
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                          • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                            Between Two Days

                            February 2, 2007 It was a sunny day The sky looks blue No, it's not cloudy At that time the afternoon looked charming Filled with white clouds running around No, it's not…
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                            • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                              A kiss in the bridal chamber

                               I stare at someone's reflection in the mirror. She wore a white kebaya, her hair was in a bun and decorated with jasmine hanging down her right chest, her lips were red, her…
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                              • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                                Last flower

                                I'm Baskoro ... greetings to all readers. Every night I always remember the figure who always gives me more or less attention like my own mother. endless memories if I can write…
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                                • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                                  This wound encourages you

                                   I feel my life is so perfect ... Because I have a lover that I love and also loves me, Indra ... He is an encouragement to my life, there is no way I could imagine if there…
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                                  • oppaa (53)in Ecency • 5 years ago
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                                    I Sincerely You're With Him

                                    The rain continues to fall, it's been raining all day long ... Huh, it feels lazy to do activities. Finally, all I did was stay in the room. The sound of rain makes me a…
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                                    • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                                      Right in front of the eyes

                                      The sky this morning is a little cloudy. The sun, which used to be warm, is now a little cold covered by gray clouds. The chirping of birds that usually cling to the tree next to…
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                                      • oppaa (53)in #fiction • 5 years ago
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                                        Teach me to be a Muslim

                                        For the umpteenth time I wrote these letters on white paper. Empty. Yes, the paper was empty after a few years ago scribbled with bitter ink. What I call the most beautiful…
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