Rabu, 18 November 2009

Reply to a letter of Complaint

HOTEL ABCD COMPANY
44 JALAN PABUARAN BOGOR 163
TELP : 01234567589

15 April 2009
Mr Ridho
Hotel rooms 689
JAKARTA 1625

Dear Mr Ridho

         Thank you for writing to me on 10 April about yhe problem with your Defective Vacuum Cleaner. From what you say in your letter about Defective Vacuum Cleaner another possibility could be that
the insulation is damaged . I'm sorry about Defective Vacuum Cleaner.
          I will return your money by transferring money through your account
we look forward to continuing to do business with you, and thank you for your support of our company.

Thanking you,
Sincerely,

Bujang lapuk,

about the personal life

My name Muhammad Ridha, my friends call me by name Ridho


I am the Son of Rantau from Padang
 

         I was born on 50 koto district, West Sumatra (PADANG) I was there from birth to primary school at exactly 6 classes at the age of 12 years ago I moved with my family to Jakarta. Since the time my father got a job there, at the time I was in my dad JAKARTA directly seeking junior high school to continue my junior high level, Thank God I got in junior high terfaforit JAKARTA, because at the time of my elementary school nem good value and satisfying. I am very grateful to God Almighty, who gave a blessing to me, I lived in Jakarta long enough for 3 years, our family lived in rented. My father was a civil servant, he is very fond of saving, he wanted to buy a house in Bogor area.


          At that time he already has money from his work for three (3) years, enough to buy a new house. Then he went looking for a house in Bogor area and immediately bought it. Thank God I already graduated from junior high 3rd grade, then I went on stage to Bogor 2 In high school, and I went to Senior High school in Depok area. I'm not angry at their parents, even though life should be to move. Life had to be on live, not in regret, because by it I had to obey their parents, because parents are people who take care of us from childhood, into adulthood. Therefore, their services can not be rewarded, even with the money of their services can not be measured, I love them and their families. I was a Muslim, every day I do pray 5 times, morning, noon, afternoon, and evening, I was very pious and diligent in helping parents.

Selasa, 03 November 2009

Puisi (poem)

Liver hurt !!!

I is here kept quiet Frighten without World word will dark by fog Likely light lose in him swallowing

I love is not hate When me try to comprehend the Meaning of love in fact But why only hurt which I earn

Nowadays my try to knit again a lef of for the shake of a lef of When that mesh will intact is you break with By a keen safety razor is You cut likely you do not having feel

I am only can be kept quiet the [by] seeing of Will surrender with all my Karma love is not , I who is in loving

Hopefully you is happy With my hurt this Hopefully you calm**peace******* With liver distress

Real of the infinite see To hear And feel What me feel He/She do not be kept quiet But he/she always hear my do'a

In a moment you will know the Meaning of love in fact