Cerita Pendek Tentang Bersyukur นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Today, I just don’t want to talk about myself, it will seem as if I am bragging a lot but I just want you to keep it in your heart that this life of ours should be cherished. We should be grateful even for the little things as it is things and small ones that count.” “Never give up on things that you believe in, don’t rush to do things and do your things properly for sometimes we hurry and end up in situations we will not be able to reverse and come back from.”

“In my holy book, there’s a verse that says, ‘And with hardship comes ease.’ So, *fasbir sabran jameela*—be patient with gracious patience.” I nod, hugging her, grateful beyond words. Surviving in this city would’ve been impossible without her looking after me. “Thank you, Maryam. Good night,” I say, her comforting words echoing in my mind. She often tells me that no matter how difficult things seem, my current reality is an answered prayer compared to where I’ve been. Maryam is a woman of unwavering gratitude, always making the best out of any situation. When life gives her lemons, she doesn’t just make lemonade—she turns them into something extraordinary.

"Wendy, you're so lucky. You must be so happy!" Wendy smiled awkwardly, unsure of how to respond. She didn't even know what happiness was anymore. Wendy lay down on her bed and took out her phone, opening up the conversation between her and "Hubby". After a moment of hesitation, she decided to send a simple message. [Thank you.] Just two words. Thank you. Ding. The reply came almost immediately. Stanley's message was short and to the point. [How are you gonna thank me?]

James arrived promptly, his demeanor respectful but deeply exhausted. Mr. Happy sat behind his desk, turning a small, rough piece of coal over in his weathered hands. "I have so much to say to you, son. If I start listing my gratitude now, I won't finish until tomorrow." "Please, sir, there's no need for that," James replied humbly. "We all made it out of that disaster. Thank God."