If I am allowed to hate him, I hate him. Bags of hate for him. He who was introducing my brother to the ‘money’ world. He who was bringing over my brother the trick to collect more and more money. He who was influencing my brother into that way of thinking. He who was stealing my brother's time to collect money for him then defaulting my brother for completing his master.
Otherwise, my brother will be somebody else, that understands current situation and needs. Somebody who helps people clarify all the confusion. Not to add on the ‘dizziness’ more. Somebody who has the upper education level, has the high-ranking credibility instead of just being an ustaz!
Initially my brother was not acting and thinking like this. My brother had a lively intellectual potential to be curved and lined for the sake of Islam. Unfortunately, my brother meet him..
Oh, if time can be returned, my brother should not work there at the start of his career.
I better not write much. Or I only create sin. Sorry for emotional tone.
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