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Kamado Kanjiro is the oldest brother of the children of Kie Kamado and Tanjuro Kamado.

jab main chhota tha, to main islaam se pooree tarah se vaakiph tha. haalaanki mujhe isake astitv ke baare mein kuchh pata tha, aur yah tathy ki yah ek dharm ke roop mein maana jaata tha, mainne shaayad hee kabhee is naam ka naam suna hai aur na hee mujhe pata tha ki vaastav mein ek musalamaan kya tha. mere seemit gyaan aur saraasar agyaanata (mere shaantipoorn aur milanasaar pashchimee paalan-poshan ke kaaran) se, mera maanana ​​tha ki eesaee dharm, yahoodee dharm aur islaam vaastav mein vishvaas mein samaan the. sabhee kee paravaah kie bina, teenon dharmon ne ek hee bhagavaan kee pooja kee, haalaanki saamaany roop se dharmashaastr kee alag-alag maamoolee vyaakhyaen theen. baharahaal, mainne abhee bhee islaam ko ek saumy dharm maana hai, jo yahoodee dharm aur eesaee dharm kee tarah, duniya mein shaanti, sadbhaav aur saamanjasy laane ke baare mein prachaar karata hai. nishchit roop se, islaam aapake padosee se pyaar karane aur sabhee maanav jeevan ka sammaan karane ke lie aagyaon se bandha hua vishvaas tha? main avishvasaneey roop se bhola tha. main apane shuruaatee 20 ke dashak mein tha jab ek vishesh ghatana ghatee jisane duniya ke prakshepavakr ko sarpil avastha mein badal diya aur aaj yah ban gaya hai. 11 sitambar, 2001 ko, mujhe spasht roop se yaad hai ki der raat bistar par baithakar teevee dekh raha hoon. main apane deepak tak pahunch gaya, bas prakaash band karane ke baare mein jab achaanak ek samaachaar buletin mere teleevizan set - amerika par "hamala!" mera dil daud gaya, aur mera pet doob gaya kyonki mainne un do shaanadaar gaganachumbee imaaraton ko dekha, jo amerikee svatantrata aur vitteey saphalata ke prateek the - meree aankhon ke saamane girakar. samaachaar enkar ne apane aansuon ko vaapas le liya, jo ek ashubh chuppee ke saath aage badha

tadi kecelakaan di perempatan depan sekolah, keserempet motor terus jadi gini deh. Sepedaku juga ancur yas” celoteh aninda yang tak menyadari Bu Purwanti dan teman sekelas sedang memperhatikannya bercerita. “Aninda! What are you talking about with Miss Yasmin?” Bu Purwanti berseru geram. “Haa? Apa bu?” aninda memasang wajah blo’onnya lagi. Yasmin menyikut aninda sambil membisikan arti kalimat yang bu purwanti ucapkan. “Oh, no! Oh, yes!” jawab aninda keras-keras. Seisi kelas tertawa, bu purwanti hanya menggeleng pelan sambil mengelus dada.  Saat istirahat, yasmin mengajak aninda duduk dikoridor kelas sambil menonton latihan basket para senior. Sebulan lagi ada kejuaraan basket SMA tingkat nasional sehingga bisa dipastikan lapangan basket tidak akan pernah sepi. Dipinggir lapangan para anggota cheerleader juga berlatih dengan gerakan yang menurut aninda brutal dan tidak beretika. “anin, nomor punggung sepuluh lumayan ya?” celoteh yasmin girang. Sejak awal yasmin memasang wajah tertarik dengan cowok itu. “yaela, rupanya ngajak nonton gara-gara ada idolanya ya non?” sindir aninda.

"Your parents are dead." This statement from his so-called family sent Ling Dang into a state of depression for three years when he was a child. The absence of parental love that every child deserves to have, combined with a sense of guilt, regret and self-hatred has warped his view of the world since then and he is now scared to become attached to others, making him seem completely cold and unapproachable. Now as a recent high school graduate, he wants to leave his hometown and study abroad, in order to forget his childhood pain once and for all. However, he comes into contact with people investigating his parents' death overseas and learns that their deaths were not what they had seemed all those years ago. Ling Dang is once again trapped in a web of confusion and conspiracies as he uncovers the many untold secrets within his family.

Strong? Playful? Doesn't give a damn? Fucks anyone who gets in the way? Doesn't give a shit at anything? Does what she wants? Unbreakable? This is me. It sucks. I'm a fucking shit. Pain? Broken? Past? Hurt? Fault? Blamed? Angry? Selfish? This not new to me. This made me. This what change me. A word that could really describe me is... NUMB. --------------------------- Find out guys. Love, Khyze.

Strong? Playful? Doesn't give a damn? Fucks anyone who gets in the way? Doesn't give a shit at anything? Does what she wants? Unbreakable? This is me. It sucks. I'm a fucking shit. Pain? Broken? Past? Hurt? Fault? Blamed? Angry? Selfish? This not new to me. This made me. This what change me. A word that could really describe me is... NUMB. --------------------------- Find out guys. Love, Khyze.

~This is all based on fiction! If you want to get a bit of a refresher, I would suggest watching the Netflix Original Series OUTERBANKS!~ Kie has had John B. Kie has had Pope. There's just one person to complete her list. The flirt. There's just one problem-- No Pogue on Pogue Macking.

Arini, sebuah nama singkat sebagai anugerah yang diberikan Tuhan melalui kedua orang tuaku. Aku dari kota Marabahan. Sebuah kota kecil dari daerah Kalimantan Selatan. Mungkin kalian tidak akan percaya jika kukatakan Marabahan adalah kota, karena wilayahnya sendiri masih banyak sekali sawah dan hutan apalagi jika harus masuk ke dalam kecamatan-kecamatannya. Yaa begitulah adanya, namun bagaimanapun tetap saja, Marabahan adalah tempat kenangan terindah yang kuhabiskan untuk masa remajaku.

Qing Le, a teen girl, she made a living by writing novels. She had no one to depend but herself. Like any other days, she was typing on her keyboard to complete the last chapter of her 3rd novel. Suddenly Thunder boomed. She wrapped herself in the blanket on the bed and waited for the storm to blow over. But when she opened her eyes, she found herself in another place, in her own written story. That's what she thought until an unknown character appears. What's more, he tells her, "Actually, this world, every character here are all created by me. I am the writer of your fate, Jian Yao."

The kingdom saw the meteor that struck the land not so far away, the two sibling went onto an adventure to find out about the fall, will they become rich with their find or find out about a mysterious white cube