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PROSES PENCIPTAAN MANUSIA

** SUBHANALLAH, MENAKJUBKAN! ** "Video Proses Penciptaan Manusia dari Awal hingga Akhir" Tahukah anda? 1.400 tahun silam, ketika teknologi manusia belum mampu melihat apa yang terjadi di dalam rahim seorang ibu, Allah berfirman dan menjelaskan dengan sangat rinci tentang bagaimana proses penciptaan manusia dalam Al Quran surat Al-Mu’minun 12-14: - Kemudian Kami menjadikannya air mani (yang disimpan) dalam tempat yang kokoh (rahim). - Kemudian, air mani itu kami jadikan ‘alaqah. - Lalu ‘alaqah itu Kami jadikan segumpal daging, - dan segumpal daging itu Kami jadikan tulang belulang, - lalu tulang belulang itu Kami bungkus dengan daging. - Kemudian, Kami menjadikannya makhluk yang (berbentuk) lain… Urutan demi urutan itu disebutkan dengan sangat jelas dan sempurna tanpa terbalik dan tanpa satupun kesalahan.. Para ilmuan di bidang kedokteran yang di bantu teknologi sekali lagi membenarkan firman Allah sang maha pencipta... Ini adalah video citra yang di...

Tell to The World (Part III)

Kali ini saya akan menulis dengan berbahasa Indonesia Ok, setelah cukup lama d rumah nenek sejak kelas Lima SD saya sudah mulai stay at home karena tuntutan pendidikan yang memaksa saya harus belajar untuk mendapatkan rengking kelas dan entah mengapa aku begitu menikmatinya. Bahkan hal itu membuat aku terlalu fokus untuk mendapatkan cita-cita yang tinggi, nilai yang baik, belajar terus menerus, mengambil program tambahan belajar sesekali dan akhirnya aku lebih banyak belajar. Rutinitas belajar yang cukup panjang yang akku jalani selama 8 tahun dari kelas 5 SD sampai kelas 3 SMA. Masa SMA Jadwal belajar tambahan lebih banyak dari di Tsanwiyah, hemm dan entah kenapa aku begitu menikmati kehidupan yang terlalu monotan seperti itu tanpa liburan dan jalan-jalan tentunya. Bagiku setelah mendapatkan rengking  kelas pertam itu bukalah akhir tapi itu menjadi semakin berat karena harus mempertahakan semua itu. Aku menjadi cuek dengan kehidupan ku dengan rutinitas rumah, dengan pekerjaan...

Tell to The World (Part II)

Sometimes, i asked by my self. Who am I? Im so difficult to felt love. I liked alone betterthan in crowded, feel peace and I dont know why, my God give me breath to still alive until now. If i had a choice and was aware i will choice to live in paradise but i forgot that i have selected.The World is full of noise, hatred, selfishness, hypocrisy, and that gravel life. That condition test our faith in order to be better or worse. That is life, about struggle, and how to struggle. Life is short moment as we wade trips. I have 2 brothers and 3 sisters and Im the oldest but i felt im still childish. One of my brother  married and his wife is pregnant around 4 month. My first sister is study in College and now last semester we are like twins. She is hobbies are travelling, writting, dancing, many things that she has to do. She like made poe, short story, and she always to be winner on the competitions. I proud of her eventhough she always made me upset and I think she is sharp as an ...

Tell to The World (Part I)

Today, i'm telling about somethin to the world. It was so secret but until know, i have to tell that who am I. May be its to exaggerate or embarrassing. But something i think that i have to do this. Maybe because of shy or self-conscious. I grew up in the simple family, ordinary. During childhood, i was stay in grandfather's home with my uncle and aunt, and of course my male chousin. I felt so happy, if i there is so funny full happy. in contrary with my family full cryed and  anger. Because of my dad always anger, its so scare for me. So, this condition made me escaped from this situation.  I felt that my mother is my grandmother and my father is my grandfater. i always asked money to granfa money because he never angry to me eventhough i always acted like that. Sometimes I sleep with them. I always got at my grandparents' praying in very long time everyday. But it made me peace into my soul. I was stay there for along time in days until my age ten years. My grandfa ...