Saturday, September 12, 2009
Do'a
He sat at the dining table wanting to eat. By the time the food arrive, he placed his hand close to his chest and says Doa. I'm so surprised. Must be the practice that we do recently where the big brother will recite gratefulness to God who provide us with food and saves us from the fire of hell.
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