JIWANG SEYH

# I will never forget you because you gave me so much to remember

# When we find someone worth holding onto don't let them go easily. Fight for them

# Memory is a way of holding on to the things we love, the things we are and the things we never want to lose

# I need someone who can make me smile

# If you love someone, showing them is better than telling them. If you stop loving someone, telling them is better than showing them

# As long as you're trying, I'm staying

# Every text I get, I always hope it's you

# I need someone who will actually stay by my side, no matter what mood I'm in

# I’m not waiting for a princess, I’m waiting for a girl who thinks I’m their prince

# Once I get you, I don't plan on losing you

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HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE

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CHAPTER ONE - THE RIDDLE HOUSE
The villagers of Little Hangleron still called it "the Riddle House," even though it
had been many years since the Riddle family had lived there. It stood on a hill
overlooking the village, some of its windows boarded, tiles missing from its roof,
and ivy spreading unchecked over its face. Once a fine-looking manor, and easily
the largest and grandest building for miles around, the Riddle House was now
damp, derelict, and unoccupied.
The Little Hagletons all agreed that the old house was "creepy." Half a century
ago, something strange and horrible had happened there, something that the older
inhabitants of the village still liked to discuss when topics for gossip were scarce.
The story had been picked over so many times, and had been embroidered in so
many places, that nobody was quite sure what the truth was anymore. Every
version of the tale, however, started in the same place: Fifty years before, at
daybreak on a fine summer's morning when the Riddle House had still been well
kept and impressive, a maid had entered the drawing room to find all three Riddles
dead.
The maid had run screaming down the hill into the village and roused as many
people as she could.
"Lying there with their eyes wide open! Cold as ice! Still in their dinner things!"
The police were summoned, and the whole of Little Hangleton had seethed with
shocked curiosity and ill-disguised excitement. Nobody wasted their breath
pretending to feel very sad about the Riddles, for they had been most unpopular.
Elderly Mr. and Mrs. Riddle had been rich, snobbish, and rude, and their grown-up
son, Tom, had been, if anything, worse. All the villagers cared about was the
identity of their murderer -- for plainly, three apparently healthy people did not all
drop dead of natural causes on the same night.
The Hanged Man, the village pub, did a roaring trade that night; the whole village
seemed to have turned out to discuss the murders. They were rewarded for leaving
their firesides when the Riddles' cook arrived dramatically in their midst and
announced to the suddenly silent pub that a man called Frank Bryce had just been
arrested.
"Frank!" cried several people. "Never!"
Frank Bryce was the Riddles' gardener. He lived alone in a run-down cottage on
the grounds of the Riddle House. Frank had come back from the war with a very
stiff leg and a great dislike of crowds and loud noises, and had been working for
the Riddles ever since.

kehidupan

dalam kehidupan ini, penuh ranjau dan duri yang terpaksa kita tempuhi suka dan duka adalah lumrah kehidupan kepada insan yang bergelar manusia.hanya semangat yang kental dan ketabahan yang tinggi saja yang mampuu menetapkan hati seseorang itu agar terus berada di landasan kebenaran..

                 

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