<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2026 06:18:54 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/jamalrizal/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[car l300]]></title><description><![CDATA[car l300 excess payload its 3 tons ditarok 4 tons. eat it so this ngak up to the destination dah rolled.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/photography/@jamalrizal/car-l300-40aa12034448</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/photography/@jamalrizal/car-l300-40aa12034448</guid><category><![CDATA[photography]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2018 10:24:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSpZWhUgGYc3MngFqoAMyT3j39QbfTGhiD6cPbL?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: For You That Is Created For It]]></title><description><![CDATA[I woke up. I glanced at the alarm clock on my desk. Showed at one o'clock. Lately, I've always woken up at midnight because of a dream. The dream played by two people, me and you. I take a sip of water]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-for-you-that-is-created-for-it-03ac1e5c9cc19</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-for-you-that-is-created-for-it-03ac1e5c9cc19</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2018 07:16:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: My Sacrifice For It]]></title><description><![CDATA[Shortly after the day of my parents' death, I was always alone in my room, quiet, and almost speechless. Indeed, I have absolutely no friends, all the children in my school hate me for some reason. Until]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-my-sacrifice-for-it-f05bd7b560a27</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-my-sacrifice-for-it-f05bd7b560a27</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2018 19:24:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title *** My sadness]]></title><description><![CDATA[That night I sat pensive in my room while recalling in my past, where I had lost the most precious person in my life, mama. First mama sagat love me. Now, no more people love me like mama. Often I shout]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-my-sadness-0da5f59c924eb</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-my-sadness-0da5f59c924eb</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2018 13:46:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Only I know]]></title><description><![CDATA[In the pleasure of listening to music, it was as if Feni's mind had gone a long way somewhere. He remembered his friend who was not aware by him that yesterday he had a taste, whether it was just love]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/only-i-know-8214c2142ff8d</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/only-i-know-8214c2142ff8d</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2018 15:48:54 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: Guava For My Child]]></title><description><![CDATA[The noise of the leaves in the morning caused an uneasy morning breeze. The chirping of the forest birds broke the silence. The sun splashed on the faces reflecting on each other's eyeballs. Seen two fathers]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-guava-for-my-child-85db8dcba49be</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-guava-for-my-child-85db8dcba49be</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2018 05:49:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: Me and Mr. Kost]]></title><description><![CDATA[Maybe not once this Mr. Kos scolded his son, Dimas. As far as I know these days Dimas and his sister, Bayu is always gloomy face. "Kamudah this is already big, have high school, cook in order to buy]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-me-and-mr-kost-7a13da80d860c</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-me-and-mr-kost-7a13da80d860c</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2018 13:27:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: I'm Always at the End Here]]></title><description><![CDATA[I occupy the front seat but at the very end. Always. In order for the two eyes that many people call it this turn can still see with the intact piece of athletic body with all agile motion split second]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-i-m-always-at-the-end-here-d74f6d87aac5b</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-i-m-always-at-the-end-here-d74f6d87aac5b</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2018 19:47:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: Baking Bread For Your Father's Departure]]></title><description><![CDATA[Am I still alive ?. Ah, surely I'm still alive because if not definitely this is not the place. Although I've never seen it but I'm sure this place is not a grave, hell let alone heaven. There was a black]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-baking-bread-for-your-father-s-departure-066fb553aa8e2</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-baking-bread-for-your-father-s-departure-066fb553aa8e2</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2018 10:00:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: When Formerly a Friend]]></title><description><![CDATA[All the goods had entered the trunk of the taxi that would take us to a city where we would devote ourselves for a month. Je, Riz, Lid and Arie have entered the taxi first and ready to depart. 'Dea !!!]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-when-formerly-a-friend-4779bcf08f2be</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-when-formerly-a-friend-4779bcf08f2be</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2018 06:23:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Title: Me and This Taste]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hi batara sanda, Since 4th of February Two Thousand Fourteen, you slip into the niche of my heart, a new figure that seems interesting if I enjoy from various sides, both your shadow and your shadow. If]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-me-and-this-taste-a2c08026475c7</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/title-me-and-this-taste-a2c08026475c7</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2018 14:14:54 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Shadow of the Past]]></title><description><![CDATA['This story is almost the same as my story three years ago, at first I met a guy, then I got to know him at last gradually my relationship as the closer the closer and finally we invented and live the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/the-shadow-of-the-past-d221b9658b02c</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/the-shadow-of-the-past-d221b9658b02c</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2018 17:41:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[tombstone]]></title><description><![CDATA[Kelfin sits on the side of Shofwa who is rigidly impotent because of his illness. He still does not know what illness suffered by a woman who has become his fiancée. Ever since this morning Kelfin had]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/tombstone-7455bbae4f0de</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/tombstone-7455bbae4f0de</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2018 03:12:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Love For 3 Different Hearts]]></title><description><![CDATA[He just nodded his head without a word I heard from his mouth. A white Honda jazz stopped in a park that I not only visited once with Kak Rizal. For a moment I looked into the handsome face of Kak Rizal,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/love-for-3-different-hearts-cb062ed917001</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/love-for-3-different-hearts-cb062ed917001</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2018 13:22:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Have to Boast Mom]]></title><description><![CDATA[Delisa is a daughter who comes from a poor family. His father was only a pedicab driver and his mother was sick. Delisa has 1 brother and 3 younger siblings. Her sister was in college at the University]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/i-have-to-boast-mom-d24e2662204a3</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/i-have-to-boast-mom-d24e2662204a3</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2018 11:38:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[House Stopover]]></title><description><![CDATA[The figure is still condensed in the minds of all citizens. From day to day, its activities only collect frangipani, drying and selling. Pak Suyasa, it is a shortsight. But there was no doubt that he would]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/house-stopover-b01f5f0c56b9</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/house-stopover-b01f5f0c56b9</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2018 14:31:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Beginning Girl Tea Garden Love]]></title><description><![CDATA[On a beautiful morning the sound of birds chirping and the atmosphere of a bright cloud is also very fresh air. In the tea plantation area of ​​Bandung, live a flower village named Kartika Siansari. The]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/beginning-girl-tea-garden-love-f7171311e003a</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/beginning-girl-tea-garden-love-f7171311e003a</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2018 21:05:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Will Love In The Heart]]></title><description><![CDATA[Love in my heart yes maybe that's the best word. But I do not really think of him. I'm still very unstable in determining who exactly I like. So many figures I admire. But it's just awe, and if it's like]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/will-love-in-the-heart-558cf0430c8cb</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/will-love-in-the-heart-558cf0430c8cb</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2018 11:57:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Take You to the Country of People]]></title><description><![CDATA[I open these eyes are still heavy. I let my stupid body awake. I stepped my foot into a small, rundown and cramped bathroom. Which may rarely be encountered. I took the water with my sacred palm and I]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/i-take-you-to-the-country-of-people-63ebd72fdc7b7</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/i-take-you-to-the-country-of-people-63ebd72fdc7b7</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2018 19:43:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Second chance]]></title><description><![CDATA[In the morning I was blind at school, I do not know what's wrong with me, I do not usually leave this morning. When I got to class I was alone there. I immediately occupied the seat I used to live in and]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/second-chance-330f4b2e9b631</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@jamalrizal/second-chance-330f4b2e9b631</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamalrizal]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2018 04:44:09 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>