tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54692641862188695622024-03-14T13:12:01.100+08:00My Normal Self...... Cito Pompuan Kampung KondokNomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.comBlogger169125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-75533966435590301512015-06-30T15:10:00.000+08:002015-06-30T15:18:25.053+08:00After a Year & Half<div style="text-align: justify;">
I felt so nervous when i tried log in into this blog. It has been one and a half year since my last post. I felt so nervous (or it has been too long) that I have already forgotten my password. Then I have to do verification from my e-mail account and..... I also forgot my e-mail password!</div>
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I abandon this blog after some personal tragedy. It was difficult to write freely like last time. I also think I abandon this blog because I now could rant via Facebook. </div>
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Or.. I just lost passion in blogging. </div>
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Hari ni hari 13 Ramadan 1436H. Aku suka perasan pada bulan Ramadan. To be honest, I am not talking about anything Islamic. It is something different. Rasa macam aku sedang dilamun cinta. Macam baru semalam declare. Terasa gembira, bahagia dan rindu. Cuma bezanya, perasaan tu entah pada siapa. Just the feeling lebih kurang begitu. Damainya. Yeah. I am weird like that. </div>
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Many things happened since February last year. The biggest and the most unforgettable event was the Umrah trip Che Man & I took together with my sister in-law, her husband and one of their daughters, Icha. It was in March 2015. I did not take many pictures. I do not know why. I just tumpang ambil gambar sana, ambil gambar sini. So, I will collect some and post them here, later.</div>
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It was a magical experience. Thank you Allah, murahkan rezeki kami sehingga berjaya menjejakkan kaki ke Madinah & Mekah. Kami juga singgah di Oman. Subhanallah! Alhamdullillah! Baiknya Allah pada kami, considering bertapa tak layaknya kami ni sebenarnya. </div>
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Ok. Nak nangis plak rasanya. More stories about it later. </div>
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I hope I continue to feel like I am in love walaupun dah habis Ramadan nanti. I hope we manage to get everything ready for Raya and happy happy,</div>
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So? Selamat mejalankan ibadah puasa dan selamat hari raya. Maaf zahir batin you all. </div>
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Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-40242435070683578892014-03-21T18:20:00.000+08:002014-03-21T18:20:11.361+08:00MH370<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Ya Allah,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Please show us</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">... the truth</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">... the plane</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">... the hikmah</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Ameen</span></b></div>
Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-65831946899865669142013-04-01T11:58:00.002+08:002013-08-02T17:18:05.431+08:00Nikmat Mana Yang Nak Ku Dustakan?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT-W53q3brsyNhLf71JKs-J_Yy_b1XGkt4wjEcenfSqtWySheOuU4oot3zC1LhWM31vqsBCD5C-QrtmSBW-IqETK4RYYkD79DErcPYU_nA3YrXnGT3o-o6-C4q-HI22tXlfzBddifvqMIz/s1600/DSC05589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT-W53q3brsyNhLf71JKs-J_Yy_b1XGkt4wjEcenfSqtWySheOuU4oot3zC1LhWM31vqsBCD5C-QrtmSBW-IqETK4RYYkD79DErcPYU_nA3YrXnGT3o-o6-C4q-HI22tXlfzBddifvqMIz/s320/DSC05589.JPG" usa="true" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<strong><span style="color: red;">11 Febuari 2013</span></strong><br />
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Alhamdullillah.<br />
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Ku rasa takjub pada Allah atas segala dugaanNya.<br />
Ku panjat rasa syukur pada Allah atas segala peluang.<br />
Ku rasa kerdil dengan rancangan Allah yang Maha Besar.<br />
Ku rasa insaf dengan hikmah di sebalik tiap kejadian.<br />
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<em>7 Years of togetherness. </em><br />
<em>Certainly not a bed of rosses.</em><br />
<em>But things are getting better everyday.</em><br />
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Moga kami terus istiqamah.<br />
Memegang janji, menyulam cinta, memelihara amanahNya.Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-81168380393939973292012-11-27T12:59:00.000+08:002012-11-27T17:54:12.361+08:0011 FebruaryI have just confirmed an arrangement for our next year anniversary celebration... sort of. Nothing extravaganza. Just a night away from home to a nearby beach resort. Angkut anak-anak sekali :-)<br />
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Memanglah kalau boleh nak go away lama sikit, jauh sikit, carik kelainan sikit. Tapi our anniversary will fall on Chinese New Year with weekend some more prior to the actual date. Boleh dibayangkan betapa jam nya jalan raya utara, selatan, timur & barat. Rege tiket kapal terbang pun ya ampun lah time time camni. Tu pasal lah juga kena buat booking 2 months before. Ag.oda & Book.ingdotcom asyik dok ancam dengan 'last room', 'limited rooms', 'fast selling', etc. Pandai they all. <br />
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Bila dok buat ni, terimbas pulak kenangan 2 anniversaries kami yang lepas-lepas. Year 2011 & 2012. Dari kesemua 731 days, Allah pilih hari ulangtahun perkahwinan kami untuk menguji kami dengan ujian yang aku kira berat juga. MasyaAllah. Selama 2 tahun, tarikh 11 Febuari aku sambut dengan cucuran air mata serta hati yang remuk redam. Terlalu berat rasanya ujian Allah waktu itu. Hari yang sepatutnya disambut dengan ceria dan bahagia bertukar menjadi peristiwa hitam yang tak akan terhapus dalam ingatan sampai bila-bila. Only Allah knows why He tabled those events on that particular day.<br />
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That is why, I am desprately want our anniversary in year 2013 to be a better one. Tak perlu lavish, tak perlu extra ordinary, tak perlu romantik ke jadah.... cukup lah hari itu menjadi hari yang damai buat kami. <br />
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Moga Allah perkenankan. <br />
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Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-28570466349230995552012-09-01T13:01:00.000+08:002012-09-01T13:02:55.851+08:00Ramadan & Syawal 2012<b>Ramadan itu paling <i>bermakna.<br />
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Benar janji Allah.<br />
Mengadu PadaNya.<br />
Memohon PadaNya.<br />
Insaf, tawaduk & tawakal.<br />
Maka Insyaallah, diperkenankaNya.<br />
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Benar janji Allah.<br />
DugaaNya dalam pelbagai bentuk.<br />
Sabar, usaha dan redha.<br />
Maka Insyaallah, nampak hikmahNya.<br />
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Ya Allah,<br />
Ampuni lah kami.<br />
Kuat lah hati kami.<br />
Teguh kan lah cinta kami.<br />
Lindungi lah kami.<br />
Sembuhkan lah luka ini.<br />
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Allah Huakhbar.<br />
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AMIN.<br />
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Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-66723434718855829842012-06-19T16:19:00.002+08:002012-06-19T16:19:55.175+08:00This is for You<iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p3bFOT1e-AU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-31863258671378262842012-06-03T18:26:00.000+08:002012-06-03T18:26:19.885+08:00Sudah Tamat Kah?Sudah terlalu lama tajuk "Hati Remuk" ini. <br />
Negatif sekali.<br />
Tak baik untuk jadi tajuk teratas.<br />
Tapi, sudah tamatkan kisah "Hati Remuk"? <br />
Walau pun itu yang ku pohon pada Yang Esa setiap kali.<br />
Hakikatnya, tak mungkin aku akan mengetahui kesudahan kisah "Hati Remuk" ini<br />
Bukan aku pelakon utamanya.<br />
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Walau ada janji, pernah janji dimungkiri.<br />
Walau ada sumpah, pernah sumpah dibohongi.<br />
Walau ada saksi, dia tak boleh lagi dipercayai. <br />
Apa lagi sandaran yang ada?<br />
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Yang tinggal, cuma tarikh-tarikh peristiwa yang aku ingati.<br />
Dan tarikh-tarikh itu pasti datang di tahun-tahun kemudian.<br />
Mengores hatiku setiap kali menjelang.<br />
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Hai Hati.... pulih lah. <br />Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-8575428059028148622011-06-17T17:56:00.007+08:002011-06-20T10:48:20.915+08:00Hati Remuk<div align="justify">There are many happenings in my life for the past few months. I didn't blog about many things for past few months too. I thought I can do delayed-entries later. Simply because, I think it is important for me put records somewhere.</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">But, after some HUHA that happened in my life lately, I feel like closing this blog. Recently when I read my previous entries, aku rasa sebak giler. <em><span style="font-size:85%;">(I even crying while typing this).</span></em> All these while, things that I wrote, were things that happened in FRONT of me. Rupa-rupanya there were things that happened BEHIND me. Should I get to know earlier, those entries surely will be different or may not even exist.</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">I am type of person who like to talk about things. If I can't talk, I'll write. Simpan-simpan tak berapa gemar. For sure I wish I can talk or write about what happened. But till now, I find it very difficult to do so. At one time, I feel like I should talk to someone, at another time, I feel like I better not. At one time, I feel like I should publish it here, another time my another self telling me <em><span style="font-size:85%;">"Don't you dare!"</span></em> So here am I. Typing this pathetic-what-the-hell-pompuan-ni-is-talking-about entry, feeling stupid and sad all over. </div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">Now I understand, why some people feel the need to close their blog, or at least start a new one.</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">I promise myself that I want to start fresh. I don't want to be sad anymore. I desperately want to be the-happy-Nomi again. Those things that happened has already happened. Nothing I can do about it now. I promise myself, I should concentrate on current and future issues. There are so much to do now anyway.</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">But...... Can I?</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">Can I just forget it? Can I just move on? What if it happens again? Do I just press the 'reset' button and start fresh?</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">I keep asking myself.... why?</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">WHY? WHY? WHY?</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">No one could answer me. Even the one who knows the answer, will not answer me. My heart bleeding.</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">Orang kata 'masa menyembuh luka'. Kalau begitu, biar lah masa ni cepat berlalu.</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">... and this entry is going nowwhere.</div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-57656778544378440862011-06-16T19:12:00.003+08:002011-06-16T19:18:50.885+08:00MoodTakut nak update blog.<br /><br />Takut lain yang nak dicerita,<br />Takut lain pulak yang tertera.<br /><br />Lagi pun, apa yang patut dicerita,<br />Ber-arus sonsang dengan mood pencerita.<br /><br />Al maklumlah, yang nak dicerita, cerita basi,<br />Tapi mood yang ada, tak kasi.<br /><br />Tu lah...<br />Lain kali tak boleh delay delay posting kat blog ni,<br />Sekarang mood semua dah lari.<br /><br />Korang datanglah lain kali,<br />Terima kasih daun keladi.Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-25387161784889996832011-05-21T20:56:00.006+08:002013-08-02T17:23:13.210+08:00Ahli Baru<div style="text-align: center;">
<b>Presenting our new Bundle of Joy</b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><b>A.</b><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>meer N.azeem Bin N.orazman</b></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><i>5th April 2011, Tuesday, 12.50am</i></span></div>
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Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-9277475992023645932011-02-17T16:21:00.005+08:002011-02-18T12:51:23.428+08:00Belajar<div align="center">Belajar Dari Pengalaman</div><div align="center">Belajar Dari Kesalahan</div><div align="center">Belajar Dari Pengamatan</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Belajar Memberi</div><div align="center">Belajar Menerima</div><div align="center">Belajar Memaafkan</div><div align="center">Belajar Bersabar</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Mana Tahu, Satu Hari </div><div align="center">Perlu Belajar </div><div align="center">Melepaskan</div><div align="center">Merelakan</div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-20301791182583360542011-02-08T18:23:00.009+08:002011-02-08T18:54:42.979+08:00Choices<div align="center">There were some signs</div><div align="center">I ignored them</div><div align="center">I refused to believe</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">But I never forget them</span></em></div><br /><div align="center">Until they are too much to ignore</div><div align="center">I have to accept</div><div align="center">Things are happening</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">There are 3 choices</div><div align="center">But they are not mine to make</div><div align="center"><br />So, please choose wisely</div><div align="center">I. Beg. You</div><div align="center">Please........ </div><div align="center"></div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-77452396318587049532011-02-01T18:49:00.039+08:002011-02-02T11:11:45.063+08:00Pindah Rumah (Cerita Tahun Lepas)<div align="justify">Laaaaa….dah masuk February 2011 rupanya!<br /><br />Memula dalam entry ni aku ingat nak cerita serba sedikit pasal things that happened in year 2010. Simply because I think it is important for me to have some records somewhere. But there are some problems.<br /><br />1) I can’t remember ALL the things that happened.<br />2) When I start to type a story, ia jadi terlalu panjang. Dasar longwinded. Pastu tu rasa cam tak lengkap kalau tak taruk gambar sekali. Tapi kalau taruk, lagi lah panjangggggg !<br />3) Terus aku jadi cam tak larat nak type any entry pun.<br /><br />Sooooo….. I have decided just to select few things that happened in my life in year 2010 and write about it se-longwinded yang aku mahu, dalam entry yang berasingan. Meaning, instead of one entry I will have to have few. Let just hope the momentum tak lari after an entry.<br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">(Sekarang, cuba kira, berapaa banyak perkataan ENTRY yang dah aku type?)<br /><br /></span>Kita mulakan dengan cerita PINDAH RUMAH<br /><br />Rumah yang sepatutnya siap November 2009, cuma di beri kunci middle February 2010. Itu pun bila ramai buyer dah kecoh-kecoh kacau developer. Aku pun ikut join online community forum untuk carik geng kasik pressure kat developer. Bila dah dapat kunci, aku hantar surat demand for late delivery penalty. Walau they all cuba mengelak bayar dengan alasan-alasan yang tak berapa nak masuk akal sampai berbulan, aku tak kira. Demand jugak. Akhirnya setelah 6 bulan dapat gak around RM2000. Boleh lah kan daripada tak dapat apa-apa.<br /><br />Berbalik pada cerita pindah rumah, lepas dapat kunci terus saja we looked for contractor to do some basic works for the house. Sambil-sambil developer rectify defects, we did the ceiling, grille, demolished the original counter top in kitchen, re-positioned pipes in the kitchen, install kitchen cabinet and curtain. No major renovation. <span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Duit tak cukup.</span> <a href="http://mynormalself.blogspot.com/2010/03/rumah.html">Ada aku cerita kat sini.</a></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568673673849020418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6nwEBMhAu2i2NjtxG-ba_69YVgARSvLONdKsclKqHQwa5y-FuKdSwC03uPux1Bo6swNy-MaSNvV1NUqLdLWEhjrovatZtgs1XZEQYqzRXjXBWK5pPI963WVh-e5ZtcCjK6FXJaV74sHcS/s320/DSC01560.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Acara membasuh rumah </span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /><br /></p><br /><p align="center"></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></p><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568681912828701202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSQwapNbSaj4A4Nw3ZSTEkrJg-LhXZkycCCgignf_ZUdqG5jpCjqmNF3ZPUGe8tUxsYz5LpDDkaWQwCPhm5h8DJLFJy0O6dfrMKn8__qsXfactm5vytpxp8Upq_tDKSMldKcq3i99JnIMV/s320/laman+sebelum.JPG" /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Acara menanam rumput<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify">Aku ambik kesempatan tu mengemas apa yang patut dan membuang apa yang tak perlu kat rumah sewa. Tak sangka begitu banyak sampah yang aku simpan selama ni. Itu pun belum lagi dengan incidents ter-discover barang-barang yang aku sendiri pun tak ingat aku ada. Pasti tukang angkat sampah tu menyumpah-nyumpah tengok plastik sampah yang penuh se-lori tu.<br /><br />Che Man’s and my family members came to help us. Nasib baik lah they all ni ada. Kalau tak, payah le kami hari tu. On the same day, MIL & SIL cooked and brought lunch after upacara doa selamat. Alhamdullillah. <span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Tak payah aku masak.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674929319639138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdWoJWjcZKCiBmHi8i-iT__Qk1METckF8OcQg8ahNPIQ6kqL2mBbUqVzNX5t2902PrsYnd3fWFboQ8I7EdivhGeLMC_XhKxccwrDHPTcVKYMzw-oimpwRx41NXAkPtNDoM29HiVIK3KeF/s320/DSC01582.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Acara angkat barang masuk lori pun bermula....<br /></span><br /><br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674493523757746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdul7V2wb5HZT4NQ472KJSF1RGbMV8-G07k8lRBD8dOjICV0l1o5CGdhjwUxIgiIwpJvugWRyExI2V6Oy2QM62BLwafk19E8dx4rOyoHXx_IKUCA3eXfxs9kuAZDsHMoDbjStIBW7VTWG9/s320/DSC01589.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Kena tunjuk lah barang yang bersepah-sepah. Baru real macam pindah rumah.<br /></p></span><br /><div align="justify"><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><br /><div align="center"><br /></div></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674497768939666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDxECbmyRNT5n-bvhtCgQ8fBBMcxu4qfpjQAR9BcCS9kj8oMSm_pswPVJF059ykkJkRShrxVC7AtvXTWfJ9eiU3I_Di3sUgKaL-BxUrlBuPg6oRW_1f2YSfEEuV9bD2v2oDzT06YqDkWaN/s320/DSC01583.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">My sister made this. So yummy! </span><br /></span><br /><br /></p><br /><p align="justify">The next day, Che Man and I went back to the rented house to clean the house. Walaupun our landlord said tak perlulah basuh rumah, potong rumput bagai, tapi kami rasa tak syok tinggal kan begitu je. Dulu pun rumah kami juga. Ada sedikit sentimental di situ.<br /></p><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568676796237473634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9A4uZcSTR1W5Xtd4eluRKr2GNGfwOPqKNQgcSnehR3CM4UHKpcjbrKRrra4rZowod4jqVDlslgVFWvPIMMjnlS1wG_X9JA594R71w0NZ6oXoVEvA0cPrxFaUOnOfTGEStLldQQza3y-A0/s320/cleaning+the+kitchen.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Membasuh rumah sewa dengan emosi & gaya sentimental</span><br /></span></p><br /><br /><p align="justify">I enjoyed the unpacking and re arranging things at the new place for few days. Kebetulan sedang menghabiskan balance of last year annual leaves.<br /><br />I thought things finally settled. But, one night after work, I realized the store room wall and floor were wet. There were rusty water marks on the wall. So we called the maintenance guy to check and they informed us about cracked roof and replaced them. After few days, we came back home and found the same thing happened again. Another maintenance guy came, checked and applied some kind of glue thingy on the roof. After few more days, the room flooded and this time was very bad and we kept calling the supervisor to follow-up on the matter. Finally after few complaints in the online community forum, few checks and repair jobs, the matter finally solved. Boleh solved pulak yek?<br /></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568678467377374242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNsog-Vo8_7F4PFjGS1xkk7G8hgildY3z300BdNtBvXcg4maIAn2rmpIwBtM8eO1bkiOmXBCbvO8SxpwigO6vDIv92xM5SJNkxG4ZjqIrwrvi7PcAQQQW4A4_TMAvXDbvT137iwAsk6jBW/s320/ceiling+leaking.JPG" /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Water mark on the wall, from ceiling in our store room</span><br /></p><br /><p align="justify">Don’t have to worry about the house anymore, we thought. WRONG!<br /><br />Aiman started behaving weirdly in the house. He said something about ‘takut’, ‘ hantu’, ‘ apa tu ibu?’, <a href="http://mynormalself.blogspot.com/2010/tv-i-we-have-issues.html">TV that switch on by itself</a>, etc. It was really an experience for us. I wrote about it <a href="http://mynormalself.blogspot.com/2010/09/summary-update-eh.html">here</a> and <a href="http://mynormalself.blogspot.com/2010/08/does-my-son-see-things.html">here</a>.<br /></p><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568893229821563890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq3yKjh4H2-I_5zR5LRUtZlT0rUQQWb55PbfSNCNXEfzSymN7BJDnx4x0DugCS5dudl-dOf-SCsDZEfkMuyVekA__hVVCB66Rq6ZhPaZqXocj_eiZu9wfPqqRWMQBCM15x8JBHIcFN5JeG/s320/DSC01821.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Ini ceiling dalam master bedroom. </span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Aiman claimed there was 'something' there.</span></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><em>(This photo taken by Aiman using my Hp)<br /></em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><em></div></em></span><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568893224957396258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTJdyec6sHBAdlUKA_W_Sw7jZkurzTYCEBOP7-UIMZ63R8Htlt8Y_sDkko8mNL638dlbxxjHhdbIhnkYWhR77Fa2E7gwJEh5ZSuPFtRBKAyOc8UbblU8HtOwLcEH27D4DVTNmze8fHEbtO/s320/DSC01800.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">"Aiman tatut......"<br />Aiman yang kejap-kejap tutup mata dengan tangan</span><br /><br /></p><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="justify">Apapun kami happy that we finally moved into OUR place. Though it just a 3-bedroom, 2-bathroom single-storey terrace house, it symbolizes another level of commitments from Che Man and myself in our relationship as husband, wife and parents. Though we did nothing major with the house, with no new furniture, but at least it is complete with basic necessities for a small family house in a friendly neighborhood.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568681918511132210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAkMgwNpdXcpggVD7BM7wElcN0WDiPMu6KOsASi0ZWT5URcQdN_Ktt14Liy7H6x8LpErt-XleZcCZsoCKpAOsp3TsjJ6a7zqgk2uk939eonPkhiyimwitKqs2fInFzYHPonvLheBr8GsRw/s320/bye+bye.JPG" /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">The house</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568893239606320626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5EWRbFAVxuUfrQLPz5i4FvM8KTlZ9N-CbzdPoaV1DnEDoPHVbeP8Ycziu1ZeuiJOwJQSn8aAvuXP5KJeaH_a_g4QOnp37MrGcfnjTyOIUfqzIUieB06li_3uXM8xhlsBiIVI3ITX_eq6y/s320/laman+selepas.JPG" /> <span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">The small laman. I have no flower plants. Just grass & green plants.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568895635347662546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOGDDYjuMZM7yVSMLf-toFgdBrdiVa95r7breJeDFk3zK8gXEC2evXieq1i5qjd6JePhvc4TuVbwU_KBAzPMRlEm8IMZ9upbORCFqZqlfWYAMo1E-8v8SvhqT1YYg91VAEAHXFLgSu_K14/s320/living+%2526+dining.JPG" /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Living and dining area (before we put up some paintings onto the wall)</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Same old furniture.<br /><br /></span><br /></p><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568687703245748690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_jjoy8oHKxuAsEYGqNkwZi6PKTlo0CL1k1Nso2R0d-uTDoI1uDIaROd0zZRMSDHCrm4pGu6_3He63AF0ntwUIdxpGgYWtvyEO0BzDWBRlBXucEH3xjZJ2i4MUyo7MoTl29hjy2CX2rWI/s320/writing+table.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">View from dining area, towards kitchen</span><br /></p><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568690616096240834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7WiXJig4xNnPZsYD7jggm0uQjHSqQj1SDnPvaL0rywWKCnLx-w3VGq-4850e6Zf886QxcDGiat_KF_uwhM2WzwNIVY4vjGDO71DI5Inv__8pWVzpg7Ivamtb-sCZTeOjhELP4ppNftd7E/s320/towards+bathroom.JPG" /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Doors leading to 2nd, 3rd bedrooms and to dry area.<br /><br /></span></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568687712290209266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-OqSTa0xKQYVTaI1Eh_UqZCsbMjqXrpDKJrV8cYjVd_X58PdmVJuIG83xDRYfTIuSSOCVwer5YmqvFKe3JZKOBVwgWXvsljvBcB7cM78GHHqqbrk3WObPeTkDZ_4z2_WdupAlZ_XXdnWB/s320/kitchen+1.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Kitchen</span> </p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568681911716000930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNcXTSFTrqKo6qHAeaoZWJFodb9tvcMGuVdqF29yQQA_EQwI_gK6WX6IeEFsjbNoKIurgfGVDOsTKv24peEYsyvl2YYqAMjnuPVZdcBazm9KZIpCzdxJ0APbGOqxsluMGZYW44IQUetPfM/s320/DSC01600.JPG" /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Aiman's bedroom is yet to be completed. Will be 2011 project.<br /></span></p>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-29334916580347052772010-11-23T18:44:00.002+08:002010-11-23T18:50:21.545+08:00Maafkan lah Ibu<div align="justify">Malam tadi aku tidur dengan perasaan yang amat bersalah. Bukan rasa bersalah sebab malas nak layan Che Man (walaupun sepatutnya kena rasa bersalah lah) tapi rasa amat bersalah pada si kecik Aiman.<br /><br />Awal malam tu, keluar opis je dah dekat pukul 9.00malam. Terhegeh-hegeh cuba siapkan kerja yang patutnya aku dah siapkan lama dulu. Tak boleh siap jugak. Akhirnya, packed laptop & notes angkut bawak balik. Lepas dinner, baru lah ke rumah MIL untuk ambil Aiman. Macam biasalah, tak pernahnya sampai, ambil Aiman, terus balik. Mesti duduk duduk dulu borak sikit-sikit dengan MIL sambil belek-belek surat khabar.<br /><br />Sampai rumah dah pukul dekat 11 malam. Resam ibu berkerja, letak beg terus saja buat kerja-kerja rumah pulak. Angkat kain dari ampaian, masukkan kain kotor dalam washing machine, sedia kan air panas untuk susu aiman, sediakan baju untuk kerja esok, kemas-kemas sinki, etc. Tengah aku kehulu kehilir dalam rumah tu, Aiman stopped me. Kat tangan dia ada daun terup. Daun terup ni aku simpan untuk aku main ‘speed’ dengan Che Man masa kita orang dok boring berdua masa belum ada Aiman dulu. Tah tang mana pulak si Aiman boleh jumpa.<br /><br /><em>Aiman : Ibu, camna ni bu? Jom main ni Bu. (sambil hulur daun terup)<br />Aku : Alah… ibu banyak kerja lah. Main sana….<br />Aiman : Ayah…. Jom tenok tartun (tengok kartun) ayah.<br />Che Man : Alah….. nantilah!<br /></em><br />Terus saja aku ke bilik air untuk mandi pulak. Aku tengok Che Man dah nak tertidur kat sofa dengan seluar kerja dia.<br /><br />Lepas mandi aku bukak laptop pulak. Panik sikit sebab kerja opis tak siap lagi, mata mengatuk, jam dah nak pukul 12 malam. Aiman sedang mengadap PC sambil tengok DVD Happy Feet. Muka bosan.<br /><br />Terasa tenguk aku sakit. Rupa-rupanya kau tertidur depan laptop. Aiman pulak sedang menyusun daun terup atas lantai. PC dah tutup. Che Man masih belum bangun.<br /><br />Aku sambung buat kerja. Half and hour after that, baru Che Man bangun mandi, tukarkan baju Aiman, buat susu dia dan bawa dia masuk tidur. After another half and hour, I went around the house checked pintu, tutup lampu. Ternampak aku daun terup yang Aiman susun atas lantai. Serta merta aku rasa sebak.<br /><br />Aiman dah semakin berdikari sekarang. Semuanya sebab aku ngan Che man sangat kurang melayan dia on weekdays. Keluar kerja awal pagi, si Aiman belum bangun. Balik lepas 9 malam. Pas tu busy melayan kerja kerja rumah, kerja opis, TV atau melayan penat badan. Kalau Aiman tido awal kekadang terus tak jumpa sampai esok malam nya pulak! Sudahnya si Aiman pun dah pandai buat hal sendiri. Entah sejak bila dia pandai switch on PC and DVD sendiri, pas tu tutup balik tah. Aku pun tak terperasan sampai lah malam tadi.<br /><br />Bila dia becakap, bertanya soalan, kami cuma menjawab, dengan <em>"emmmm”…., “aaaa.....” , “ye la… ye la…”,</em> dan kadang kadang <em>“diam lah!”</em> .</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Dia dah 3 tahun 7 bulan. Aku tak pasti sampai tahap mana anak aku tuh. Pandai ke dia baca ABC sampai Z ? Pandai ke dia mengira 123 sampai 10? Lancar ke lagi dia doa makan? Masih mengaji ke dia dengan nenek? Makan apa dia hari tu? Kemana dia mengekor pakciknya hari ni? Berapa ketinggian dia sekarang? Berapa berat badan dia sekarang? What did he learn today? Lagu apa yang dia sedang nyanyi tu? Mana perginya kaler pensel / pensel / pembaris, buku tulis, etc dia? Gila lama dah tak nampak benda-benda tu sampai aku dah tak ingat. Agaknya dah lama lah dia tak menulis / melukis.<br /><br />Aku takleh nak kata ni semua jadi sebab aku bekerja. Ramai para ibu yang lain berkerja juga tapi interaksi dengan anak-anak sangat bagus. Ini cuma aku yang mengambil mudah serta mengikut rasa malas.<br /><br />Apa nak jadi dengan aku ni.<br /><br />Aiman sayang….. maafkan lah ibu. </div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-41191885451766611622010-10-16T12:15:00.004+08:002010-10-16T12:24:17.393+08:0012 Weeks<div align="justify">Besides me, my sister in-law and my 2 cousins are pregnant about the same time. One is expected to deliver in February, another in March and another two (including me) in April 2011. Yang paling lewat mungkin aku lah. Tapi perut aku yang paling kedepan sekali. To the other 3, this is their first experience. So, they all jealous lah kan tengok perut mak yang buncit ni – sebab dah boleh pakai maternity blouse.<br /><br />Ramai pulak yang terkejut bila aku kata aku cuma mengadung 2 bulan (masa raya hari tu). Ramai kata dah macam 4 bulan. Ada yang kata sebab this is second pregnancy, tu lah pasal nampak lebih besar. My cousin teased me about me being pregnant with twins. When my mother menyampuk and said it’s possible coz my grandfather was twins too – well melopong je dengar. Ni lah kali pertama dalam hidup kita orang selama 29 ke 33 tahun, kita orang dengar pasal datuk kita orang kembar! Apparently he had twin sister.<br /><br />Ada pulak yang cakap kemungkinan aku diabetic, sebab tu perut besar. Macam-macam lah.<br /><br />Sebab tu aku dok tertunggu-tunggu untuk sesi scan yang pertama minggu lepas. Aku just wanna to know whether or not this is normal. Tapi doctor pulak on emergency call. Tinggal doctor lelaki je. Dah la polici klinik ni, check-check maternity ni dia tak buat, terpaksa tunda. Few days after that, still takleh pergi sebab Che Man asyik tak sempat ambik aku from work. Tension aku menunggu hari scan.<br /><br />We finally managed to do it on 4th October.<br /><br />Alhamdullillah. I saw my baby dancing and kicking. For a 12 weeks plus baby (during the last check-up), apparently this one is a bit bigger like 13 weeks 6 days baby. But the doctor wants us to remain with the earlier expected due date which is 10th April 2011.<br /><br />She cautioned me about my history of breech baby. Breech baby could be due to few factors. Common factors are i) Tulang pelvic sempit & ii) There was a problem during the first pregnancy which was not detected ie: I was diabetic. If the problem due to (i) then, most probably I will have to go through C-section again – which I don’t mind lah. But the thought about (ii) really scary. I googled to find out more on these issues. Some findings sungguh menakutkan. Check this <a href="http://www.pregnancy-info.net/newprgnancyarticle12.html">website</a> my dear friends. </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="justify">Anyway, I am here already. I’m planning to really take care and enjoy this journey and do things in better ways as compared to my previous experience. Ye lah, masa tu 1st time. Excited je lebih, ilmu nya kurang.<br /><br />Hoping for smooth pregnancy & delivery. May Allah be with me. Amin. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528493717185465666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimaKADW0_DGu5_DbsNr4lXTiUwMK_n9HJcVaYkcHcANF4euFMuJnQTh0Id61BmGPWQrZfIhPcLSvF39yDYRQNlxAf3yzUkLLcFKt0yabJKiuZsJMeS_gzITAsfh1WWDIGsalrMXYmYumWA/s320/resized.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><em>Salam little one. </em></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><em>Ibu loves you already!</em></span><br /></p>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-45393976567780851742010-10-05T18:51:00.008+08:002010-10-06T10:17:10.779+08:00Walau dah Basi, Mesti Kena Cerita<div align="center">Raya this year kat Nilai, Negeri Sembilan. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524519813243887266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZgGgKACXx8w81VdVZ7nqnd1hgc9TjtTWdIr-oa8DgVLyeAcUqewQqoRoSdIoaE3PclalxPP9Z8cIpqg01OBP1h5pidliYDX2dyNehyx-NdzMqlfVzbB_nOiyjc6SNHEg0uXcxpf0lkM0/s320/My+small+family.JPG" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Lansung tak dapat ambik gambar Aiman dengan songkok.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Masa beli tu beria. Pakainya 2 saat je.</span></p><p align="justify"><br />Bukan main janji ngan mak nak balik kampung pepagi lepas sahur, sehari sebelum raya. Tapi nan-ado. Dah tengahari baru nampak muka. Malam tu sampai rumah lambat sangat. Sampai kul 2 pagi aku cuba habiskan packing <em><span style="font-size:85%;">(al-maklum packing macam 5 sekeluarga nak balik selama sebulan!)</span></em>. Jalan lansung tak jam. Tepat 1 jam, kami pun sampai. Dah tengahari. Rendang daging mak (yang sangat lazat) dan ketupat nasi dah pun masak. Rendang ayam pulak atas dapur. Tetiba mual aku hilang. Potong ketupat, cedok rendang, tarussss…….. hehehehe. <span style="color:#999999;">Dah tak puasa, aku makan le tengahari</span>. Jap pas tu adik-adik yang tak habis-habis shopping pun sampai umah.<br /><br />Sejak dulu malam raya meriah juga dengan takbir dari rumah ke rumah. Orang kampung aku panggil acara ini ‘tokobir’. Tapi malam tu duk senyap je semua orang. Bila aku tanya mak cakap:</p><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>“Mak maleh do. Ponek. Kot korang adik beradik nak buek, buek lah”</em><br /></span>Eh, takde makna lah kan kami nak buat kalau mak join. So malam tu dok godek-godek bunga, siap barang-barang untuk masak pagi esok, isi-isi kuih raya, kemas sikit-sikit dah le.<br /><br /><strong>Raya ke-1</strong></div><div align="justify">Kami yang perempuan-perempuan ni biasanya tak pergi sembahyang raya. Orang lelaki je pergi. Kita orang duk dapur siap apa patut. By the time they all balik memasing dah lawa and ready for breakfast. But my father and his grandson has gone to ziarah kubur. This was when my elder sister sort of ‘complained’ that abah did not ‘invite’ us to go with him. My brother in-law terus sound <em><span style="color:#ff0000;">“Dah lebih sepuluh tahun, baru kali ni cakap pasal nak gi kubur?”</span><span style="color:#ff6666;"> </span></em>Haaa…. Kan dah termalu sendiri.<br /><br />The truth is, since so many years (more than 10 years, I think) menziarahi kubur di pagi raya was never in the agenda. Tak tau kenapa. Cuma abah akan pergi dengan cucu lelaki dia je tiap kali. Ada juga dulu-dulu dia ajak, tapi we all semua tak mau ikut. Naper tah. We all tunggu kat umah dengan tak sabar-sabar sebab nak breakfast together. So this year, lepas breakfast, sesi mohon maaf dah ambik gambar, Abah was surprised when we said he has to go again coz kita orang tak tau kubur sapa kat mana. Sadis tak?<br /><br />Ada dua kawasan perkuburan. Abah jadi tour guide. Showed us kubur siapa kat mana, bila meninggal dan sebagainya. Apa relationship dia orang dengan kami serta beberapa orang lain yang dah meninggal dan yang masih ada lagi. Baru aku clear sikit pasal relationship yang bercabang-cabang tu. Lagi pun most of hem, kami tak sempat jumpa pun.</div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524517902693661650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy6wNEeaXIT1Iv0Hsin52uw09Q-vR7OyHrxxAdw0EOcTxwrCI4Z4wGsBgNWC-b19f1TR_s2ZxRCo5WN_zuBXKtkt0Jh0nE-9d8ZGl66AnZIMRNyWErLfXHsMInBgrSLLAGYK8q96I9bY-J/s320/melawat+kubur.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Sebab aku jakun sangat, aku sempat ambik gambar lagi. Ecehhh.</span> </p><div align="justify"><br />Balik dari kubur kami simpan balik <span style="font-size:85%;">*ehem* <span style="color:#999999;">tudung</span> *ehem*</span> pas tu cepat-cepat kunci umah dah berjalan kaki ke rumah uwan. Ni yang best raya kat Nilai. Rumah sedara mara keliling umah je. Kami pakat jalan kaki je reramai dari satu rumah ke satu rumah. Everybody seems to be around this time of raya. Macam pakat-pakat je giliran beraya. Begitu lah dari pagi ke petang sampai ke malam. Tapi bila-bila nak balik rumah, lari je balik – rasa nak ambik barang ke, rasa nak tukar selipar ke, nak sembahyang ke, ada orang nak datang ke, nak ter berak ke, sebab bukan jauh sangat pun.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524517889953543282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv7i81CaVNMw0aMhZWIEbou9DwrGJZmFqwLJb452iPQGw1MMHywrkxqDtN2GPSljPYzKAJnRVCY75kj5OWalJtFla3ol5apBTI3dcIEaJnu0GQBa-g-KszyW_lIYh5ZzNk6I_2iRrAM3R-/s320/Aiman+%26+Nabila+2.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524517887825253346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisNUZYdbbCPIVyC9-eUABc8RrwiKB3eSWxoXqdstCoK_ilWVA5dMZ7fn0hLCJMChUT6Q8pjQJ99kSmna5Rujku9wbG85sJZUqkkYrOkHZTY5K-PDjQi8swFZi2AlRMqeTyHOJEOhpdC-Mw/s320/big+breakfast+1.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524519819810065666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgcQXQwt9vfEf-_FBF5mLXghyphenhyphenoeV41b_MRgJqeg3Q3fQGzfwNxCYB1wAgxiv1bfLNo8F0aWtZqR9DxP8-2v8KMmLrjbKhyphenhyphenGYWr4g3Mw2xCLi3WOCL1bxUPtxA8p5BpvJzrMklKBQUPocCK/s320/salam+salam.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524517899426701586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigrHpknCpi6kkPLjJZPk0SvxAvN9ebtfXshmL-9f-5KLmw-eKZ1PaOG2OE_pKDz0NjgVnQlY9TTjINy1pygqlncK1JB1HidQ1-3vb-bUitduSjQOk9SgKjIMGiU_Gf10BOIsUCKD_Xxt4W/s320/Big+Family.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524519803278878738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXmYdf6S-7hTKkhqpU8HqakMjOIAPGwWK53xl9N7eIkey3CJJKH9djlVzmYFkpeC277HSgTjQEiuoYGOA46_7pJ2L8R9_Gpwt4iorBwTGz0p9Nj31MJ6r7vdmoO7_N2VlNgVYn65Kj5VmS/s320/sup+gear+box.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524517908259831154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidGWmL8at3KK0uvo1q_e7EyvTlIzw-gfXRKdigm6wcAl-OrUK-5mCxX155jjjrUWi5z7GrXH8spNRJd5JxBf3oLQkfzlh_RcT0LcsDeU9PC_Zr19fEQk7Jypj7PxMGHuba433nf6Uzx1o5/s320/Rumah+Cik+Siah.JPG" /> <p align="justify"><br /><strong>Raya ke-2<br /></strong>Pagi lepak kat rumah layan tetamu. Petang dan malam beraya rumah yang jauh-jauh sikit. Berkonvoi ngan sedara mara yang lain.<br /><br /><strong>Raya ke-3<br /></strong>My FIL, MIL & BIL came. This time raya they all kena tinggal dek anak & menantu yang lain coz bukan giliran kami di sana. So they went around and visited their anak menantu & besan instead. Bagus plan camni kan?<br /><br /><strong>Raya ke-4<br /></strong>Che Man and I went to visit saudara mara sebelah MIL in Shah Alam and KL. Keluar dari tengahari sampai malam. Aku ni usung camera ke hulu ke hilir, tapi terlupa lansung nak ambik gambar. By this time ipar-ipar aku semua berkumpul semula so ni consider beraya dengan they all lah ni. Tapi pas tu balik Nilai semula.<br /><br /><strong>Raya ke-5</strong><br />Pergi Melaka pulak. My MIL’s kampung. Beraya pulak dengan sedara mara kat sana. Siap makan ikan bakar kat Umbai lagi. They all decided to stay in Melaka but Che Man and I balik Nilai again.<br /><br /><strong>Raya ke-6<br /></strong>Cadanganya dalam tengahari nak balik Klang. Nak kemas kemas barang-barang ngan kemas umah sekali, tapi dah petang baru sampai. Sampai je dah dekat Mahgrib, jiran sebelah dok tarik-tarik tangan suh singgah umah dia. Kita orang mintak datang lepas mahgrib coz Aiman sedang tido. So, malam tu dapat le kami jenguk rumah jiran sebelah. Raya yang pertama kat kawasan tu.<br /><br /><strong>Raya ke-7<br /></strong>Miscommunication dengan Che Man pasal cuti raya, ntah camna aku boleh ter-start kerja pulak.<br /><br /><strong>After that</strong><br />We went to few open houses so far. Banyak invitations yang tak dapat nak dipenuhi coz on weekend Che Man busy with work and we had to attend some family events.<br /><br />We are not going to host open house this year. Mak buyung tak larat nak masak untuk ramai-ramai orang. Tapi kalau ada saki baki open house rumah-rumah korang sila le jemput kami, sebab Che Man dah habis busy dah starting this weekend.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">*sambil buat muka tak malu add ikon kelip-kelip mata budget kiut*</span></em></p><em><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524519796370821970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr5-i4GOedjlnk1cWiELwlrZNNHPNUEBIkmc_QgKW5uQYcJ4epEHPFOacjUn8-l-5UYqg2g4qdHsEgTtV2odD3pulYdjLx1oiIrxvJUtsbnU-zZPzw33NvM0Pjp6P-0V3_ZR5AFyMFGm_R/s320/Aiman+demo.JPG" /></span></em><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Cubaan Aiman untuk mengambil gambar sendiri.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Letak camera atas sofa, tekan shutter, cepat-cepat lari depan camera!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">(Tak kuasa aku nak ajar dia guna timer. Cara camni lebih seronok untuk ditonton)</span></p>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-83591989582557383752010-09-29T18:57:00.004+08:002010-09-29T19:19:24.667+08:00Summary Update eh?<div align="justify"><em>Dear blog… kesian kau lama ber-update! Hehehe. Aku takde alasan. Tak le busy sangat. Cuma mungkin penyakit MAFALASFAS yang menyerang.<br /><br />By the way, too many things happened & happening. I will just summarize them here.<br /></em><br /><strong>Aiman Tatut<br /></strong>Things getting better with Aiman after we played the bacaan Quran in the house regularly. Pas tu bulan puasa pulak, lansung takde kesan yang tak diingini. Betul lah setan-setan ni kena tambat semua. Cuma sekarang ni, when we start taking this for granted (<span style="font-size:85%;">ingatkan dah orait 100%)</span>, Aiman has started to complain <em>“tatutttttt….”</em> Just few days ago dia dok tunjuk-tunjuk ceiling, mata terbuntang-buntang <span style="font-size:85%;">(like trying hard to see an object in the dim light).</span> Masa tu aku sedikit panik. Dalam hati terpikir, <em>“Nak kena rasuk ke anak aku ni?”</em> Dah lah masa tu Che Man takde. Dalam masa panik tu sempat lagi aku pikir soklan untuk draft action plan:</div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ff6666;">“In case Aiman kena rasuk dek jin laknat malam ni”:<br /></span><em><span style="font-size:85%;">i) Berapa kuat aku kena menjerit untuk kejut kan jiran sebelah?<br />ii) Sapa yang aku kena telephone?<br />iii) Perlu ke aku siram air kat dia?<br />iv) Perlu aku lempang dia?<br />v) Ayat apa yang aku kena baca?<br /></span></em><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="justify">Tapi lepas tu aku goncang-goncang badan dia. When he looked at me, aku sedar dia tak kena rasuk pun. So aku slow talk dengan dia. Try to convince him that he will be ok. Nothing will disturb him. Semangat dia lebih kuat. Dia berani, bla bla bla. Finally Aiman nodded him head and agreed to try to sleep. </div><div align="justify"><br />I must start to play the CD again.<br /><br /><strong>Pregnancy</strong><br />One day my boss told me that I looked different. He said I put on weight quite drastically as if I’m pregnant. I told him recently my appetite very good, but I’m not pregnant. He told me he suspects I’m pregnant and I might want to check that. </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span><br />Few days after that, Che Man told me he legs cramped so badly the night before. I remember thinking,<em> “That is MY symptom during pregnancy”.</em> Straight away I went to pharmacy and purchased pregnancy test kit. Yada yada yada….. positive!<br /><br />Ada hari aku mabuk teruk, ada hari tak berapa teruk, ada hari yang ok je. Pelik sikit pregnancy kali ni. Tomorrow is going to be 3 months. But many people commented my tummy is so big for 3-month-pregnant tummy. Some suggested I’ve miss-calculated, some said kembar and some even said I’m diabetic! OMG! Tonight I’m going for 2nd check-up and first scan. Hopefully everything will be fine.<br /><br /><strong>Ramadhan 2010<br /></strong>The first week of Ramadhan aku dok bersungguh-sungguh lah. Walaupun awal pregnancy tapi tenaga baik betul. Berangan nak puasa sebulan. Masa minggu kedua mabuk-mabuk dah start. Not able to eat <span style="font-size:85%;">(walau pun tak puasa)</span>, getting up for sahur teman Che Man, forced to reach office at 7.30am, the mual, the muntah, the smell of food from PARAM anf the smell of people around me really bothered me.<br /><br />So no Ramdhan buffet at hotels for me this year. Only once at BlueWave while assisting a charity event. No point paying so much and not enjoying the food. No PARAM-hoping. In fact the only PARAM I went adalah di PKNS Shah Alam. Tu pun sebab paling dekat ngan tempat kerja. Nasib baik lah some dear friends invited me for iftar at their places or at some restaurants. Soal Terawih lagi lah sedih nya.<br /><br />In different note, family gathering were often. This maybe nothing for you all. But I know these two persons on perang dingin since so many years. Berkat Ramadhan, they sat side by side for iftar. Hiba sungguh aku. Pas tu, maybe for the first time in my life, I saw them solat berjemaah. Allah Maha Besar. Moga perang dingin yang dah berpuluh tahun tu tamat.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Aidilfitri 2010</strong><br />I feel a bit better mungkin sebab aku leh mengunyah sikit at anytime bagi melegakan rasa mual. I was hungry all the time so aku makan je walau pun makanan semua rasa tak sedap dan pas tu kekadang muntah balik. But I enjoy the festive mood, the happy faces, the family gatherings, the extended leaves, the raya activities, etc. etc. After that, I missed so many open houses coz Che Man had to work. Same is going to happen this weekend. Anyway, raya deserve a different blog entry, so wait lah yek.<br /></div><div align="justify">Eh?<br />Tetiba blank. </div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-4441540569754676162010-08-24T17:02:00.003+08:002010-08-24T17:13:49.655+08:00Does My Son See 'Things'?<div align="justify">Susah nak menulis when my head is thinking in broken English & broken Malay secara serentak. Nasib le sesiapa yang baca ni.<br /><br />My 3 and half-year-old son Aiman acted strangely after we moved-in to our new house. It was somewhere in April this year.<br /><br />The first time, he woke me up early morning. I thought he wanted his milk but he had this strange look on his face. <a href="http://mynormalself.blogspot.com/2010/06/tv-i-we-have-issues.html">I wrote about it here.<br /></a><br />Another time, it was around 1am <span style="font-size:85%;">(dia memang biasa tido lambat).</span> I was changing his diaper at living room. Aiman dok mengeliat-mengeliat sambil ketawa making it difficult for me change his diaper.<br /></div><div align="justify">Me : Aiman, duduk diam-diam. Nak tukar pampers ni.<br />Aiman : (<em><span style="font-size:85%;">sambil ketawa mengekek dan mengeliat-ngeliat</span></em>). Ibu tengoklah dia ni…..<br />Me : Dia? Siapa?<br />Aiman : Dia tu….. (<em><span style="font-size:85%;">tunjuk kat something next to me).</span></em> Hantu tu…..<br />Me : Ishk…. Mana ada ?<br />Aiman : Itu lah…. Tengok lah Hantu tu…. <em><span style="font-size:85%;">(tetiba ketawa-ketawa dan megeliat seperti orang kena geletek).<br /></span></em><br />I didn’t think about it much. He must be kidding only.<br /><br />But things getting weird from thereon.<br /><br />At times, when we stopped our car at traffic light that the surrounding area is dark, he said : <em>“Eh….. hantu lah….. tu.. tu… hantu!”</em>. Most of the time both Che Man & I buat dek je. Kekadang kita orang suruh dia diam and behave himself.<br /><br />Another time, when we were about to leave our hotel room for check-out (one hotel in PJ), Aiman stooped at the entrance, badan dia mengadap bilik yang kosong and said:<br /><em>“Bye Bye….. salam? Salam la….</em> " (<span style="font-size:85%;">Sambil hulur tangan macam orang nak bersalaman</span>).<br /><br />One night, we were at kampung. Sleeping in a room. I woke-up coz Aiman tetiba menangis macam orang ketakutan. Tangannya menukup muka. “<em>Aiman tatut (takut)….! Aiman tatut!”.</em> Setelah dipujuk-pujuk baru dia diam. Tapi masih mahu tidur sambil menekup muka dengan tangan.<br /><br />Sejak pada tu, selalu sahaja dia terjaga dan menangis waktu tidur saying the same thing. Kekadang Che Man yang pujuk, kekadang aku yang jaga. Satu pagi tu Che Man told me about Aiman terbangun dan menangis dan sebut takut-takut lagi. Kali ni according to Che Man, his eyes kept looking up at one point only. Somewhere between our ceiling fan and ceiling light. Che Man told me he got seram also.<br /><br />The night, it was my turn. Aiman was on the bed, prepared to sleep. Tiba-tiba dia seperti orang terkejut. Badan seperti tersentak. Perlahan-lahan dia merangkak ke hujung katil sambil kepala mendongak keatas. Aku ingatkan dia dok perhati cicak. I also looked up and just that I realized he was looking at somewhere between the fan and light. Serta merta aku teringat cerita Che Man pagi tu.<br /><br />Sejak tu, tiap kali buka pintu rumah, tengok ceiling. Buka pintu bilik, kami automatically dongak tengok ceiling. Giler tul lah!<br /><br />The crying, the staring and tido sambil tutup muka went on almost on daily basis for almost 2 weeks. During this time, my mother in law and sister in law told me that Aiman asyik buat hal. Menangis tak tentu pasal. Pas tu at certain times didn’t allow anyone in the house to switch on TV. He will cream <em>‘tatutttttttt!!!!”.</em> But both Che Man and I didn’t open our mouth about his crying and staring at home. We simply didn’t know what to say.<br /><br />One day during lunch at office, my friends were talking about their children and their current progress. So, I told them about what was going with Aiman. They were surprised that I ‘kept’ this development too long. Some suggested that Aiman might be able to see ‘things’. Some things might be scary things. One story led to another and I found out another staff had a same problem but later solved when he played MP3 of surah-surah tertentu from his mobile phone given by his boss. He also called an ustaz to ‘clean’ his (new) house.<br /><br />Only then I realized that this was serious matter. I downloaded the MP3 and started playing it at home. Only then we informed Che Man parents about it. They looked for us a CD and a book ‘<strong>Ayat-ayat Pembakar Jin’</strong> and we played them. <span style="font-size:85%;">(I’ll update the actually title and the writer later)</span>. Another friend at work gave me a poster of ‘Surat Rasullullah’. The poster entitled <strong>“Pengusir Jin Dari Kediaman”</strong> which we hang onto a door inside the master bedroom.<br /><br />Alhamdullillah. Since the first step, Aiman dah tak mengarut-mengarut lagi pasal ‘hantu’atau terjerit-jerit takut. I observed him walking into our room, suddenly stopped, look up and then looked lega. Maybe he doesn’t see it anymore. He is not scared of TV anymore. We changed the TV too…. Hahaahaha.<br /><br />Belum habis lagi cerita ni.<br /><br />One night, I had this port luck gathering cum housewarming party with some close friends. A couple, our neighbors who only come to stay at their house on weekend came to inform that one of my friend cars is blocking their entrance. So we invited them in for dinner sekali cum sesi berkenalan.<br /><br />Cerita itu dan ini, tetiba uncle tu tanya Che Man whether or not <em>“ada yang mengacau kat sini?”</em> Selepas sedikit kekeliruan pasal maksud uncle tu, he told about some incidents. Pernah masa dia tengah sembahyang, dia terdengar wife dia menjerit ketakutan. Bila dia checked elok aje wife dia kat dapur buat kerja and she denied that she did scream. Another time, his son told him about a really big, really tall, really ugly creature he saw in their house.<br /><br />Che Man and I think it is the same thing that scared Aiman all this while. Maybe the thing bukan duduk kat ceiling, tapi simply sangat tinggi, setinggi ceiling? Mungkin the thing dah pindah ke rumah dia pulak. Ye lah…. rumah sebelah tu kekadang je tuan rumah datang. Lagipun (dengan izinNya) makhluk tu dah terhalau dari rumah kita orang. Agaknya lah.<br /><br />Tuhan sahaja yang Maha Mengetahui.<br /><br />Aku terpikir nak buat entry ni, coz minggu lepas my SIL told me that Aiman suddenly informed her “Ibu… Ibu… (he calls her Ibu too), Aiman nampak Hantu hari tu tau…..”.<br /><br />Korang jangan suh aku pindah rumah dah laaaaaa. </div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-61980922507033779802010-06-24T19:10:00.009+08:002010-06-24T19:32:10.602+08:00Dapat Dah<div align="center">Ehem.... ehemmmm....</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Korang nampak tak?</div><div align="center">Nampak?</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486296884662558994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59eybgLpyC1z6Z8aSZNr9NKGYBM136wpaTFmvzqAXJ5QSBji532bhrWcuoSOudVF29mzP64WmlNBv5OgC2aHwp47Kb2igxICkxQW1i6KMFoua2sihVoWcPHXZSUvYoGAxnWoJkFO9lnu9/s320/nampak.JPG" /><br /></div><div align="center">Pesal pulak tak nampak?</div><div align="center">Aku tau lah tak sebesar mana pun......</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">.</div><br /><div align="center">.<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Ni haaaa.......</div><div align="center">Nampak? </div><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486297896055049346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuvEYY8LXnz7k1wruV-g78c5MXYQzCwz0vq2SQ7Kn0t5tkejNYvK5ipX0o75XGfqs3z9I2q_BEXa60f-cYBafgsu_ES_78DHYqEtZ-IewFp19TMbqRCA2cCcTGq5GFld4soYPeRecnGjOw/s320/TV+Baru.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Wakakakakaa</p><p align="center">Tak sia-sia aku letak <a href="http://www.mynormalself.blogspot.com/2010/06/tv-i-we-have-issues.html">entry sebelum ni</a>. </p><p align="center">(Entry ala-jakun-orang-lain-dah-lama-dapat-aku-selalu-je-paling-lambat!)</p><p align="center">..........</p><p align="center">Apa-apa pun, saya sudahi entry ini dengan ucapan</p><p align="center">terima kasih dan sayang buat Che Man,</p><p align="center">serta terima lah wajah seorang heart breaker</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486296901822200930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpapxRaJ6BRx8gY6Lt64YwmAc8orG_e9xpirROlWj5P2LsO1hGGI9nL6tWKac-q0HbJ25uTZOPQvr6yuffq2baBFVUyIY6BXLAGhZD0m6gNcM2H1_OK5tnrdVJs4-o0Hide3zcMt1mEj_o/s320/DSC01847_edited.JPG" /> ehem... ehem....</p><p align="center"> </p>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-40748684273291774772010-06-11T18:05:00.007+08:002010-06-14T11:54:07.574+08:00TV & I - We have Issues<div align="justify">Che Man bought me this TV before we even got engaged long time ago. Ini mungkin termasuk dalam usaha untuk mengurat aku pada masa tu. Tapi tak kisahlah kan. It was quite a big investment at that time considering his disposal income and our relationship status at that time. Anyway, we finally got married and the TV is the only one set we have in the house. </div><br /><div align="justify"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481458339493524210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEYQwM4DOkErc6213OTlvPXkQ34FkRSl0ayO8dTa39mLkMxMvK5OFPiBhKg6-jRx3R_00ZauLKGAUizbgVxnY9hIKa_n-PlMLDarNYOAJIgNncoDvaNsYZe3fj8lSpd-rRV6iYZSL2dDAQ/s320/TV.JPG" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"><em>Sesapa yang ada dalam gambar ni, jangan marah.</em></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Ni je lah gambar TV tu yang aku ada.</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;">Tak reti pulak nak potong gambar ni.</span></em></div><div align="justify"><br /><br />I posted lama dulu about <a href="http://mynormalself.blogspot.com/2008/08/hoi-saper-tu-haaa.html">this weird story – when the TV changed channels by itself when no one around.</a> Yup! That story. But that only happened once.<br /><br />Last year, the TV start buat hal lagi. Kali ni dia on and off displayed ‘contrast’, ‘color’, etc and the tuning bar will run as if someone is doing tuning or something. </div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><br /><div align="justify">I was thinking, <em>“Alamak…… TV ni dah rosak pulak!”</em>. </div><br /><div align="justify">It was so irritating. Bayangkan lah, kita dok syok tengok CSI tetiba keluar ‘contrast’ and the tuning bar pergi kiri kanan. Pas tu keluar tah apa-apa function lagi. Menyibuk pandangan je. But we stick with this TV coz there were other things which were more important to spend on other than to replace a bulky self-tuning TV.<br /><br />Two months ago, we all pindah rumah. I noticed, the TV has no more problem. Suddenly terus elok je. Sampai ke hari ni. tak pernah functions tu keluar sendiri lagi. Bagus… selamat duit kami.<br /><br />About 2 or 3 weeks after that we moved in, I woke-up at nearly 3.00am coz I think I heard my son called me softly. I think he did wake me up because when I opened my eyes, he was already sitting on the bed. I wanted to ask him to go back to sleep but then I heard something………<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />Our TV was on!<br /><br />TV ni kat living room. Kita orang dalam bilik tidur. Mungkin kah Si Aiman keluar dan buka TV? I doubt it. Pintu bilik masih berkunci dan aku tahu Aiman tak kan berani keluar bilik gelap-gelap begitu.<br /><br /><br />Betul ke bunyi TV? Siap letak tekup telinga kat dinding nak pasti kan yang aku dengar tu memang TV. Bunyinya macam suara mat saleh baca berita but I can’t catch the actual ‘news’. Pas tu aku pi dok mengedap bawah pintu bilik kot kot boleh nampak cahaya dari TV kat ruang tamu, but I saw nothing. Si Aiman pun duk menjalar depan pintu ikut aku mengedap. </div><br /><div align="justify">Terpikir gak aku “Ntah ntah ada penyamun masuk, pas tu buka TV untuk tarik perhatian kami, so that we’ll open the room door!”. Takut gila aku memikirkan kemungkinan tu.<br /><br />Pas tu si Aiman punya pandai, pergi selak langsir tingkap. Aku pun pergi jenguk jugak. Cuma nampak pintu pagar yang masih berkunci dan kereta kita orang. Takda apa-apa movement yang meragukan depan rumah. Belakang rumah tak tau la kan.<br /><br />Aku tekup pulak telinga kat dinding kot-kot bunyi tu datang dari rumah sebelah kiri (rumah sebelah kanan masih tak berpenghuni). Rasanya tak. Takkan orang sebelah ni dengar berita kul 3.00 pagi kot ? Kalau ye pun, selama ni aku tak pernah dengar bunyi dari rumah tu. Nak dengar suara pun tidak, kecuali lah kat dapur bila pintu belakang kami sama-sama terbuka.<br /><br />Bunyi TV masih ada lagi. Aku tak boleh kata bunyi lain. Memang betul-betul macam bunyi TV lah. Tapi takda bunyi tapak kaki ke hapa. Adalah dalam 10 minit aku tunggu.<br /><br />Aku berkira-kira nak kejutkan Che Man tapi aku sendiri tak pasti dengan logiknya bunyi TV yang rasa-rasanya dari dalam rumah senditi. Later I decided to go back to sleep and hoped no penyamun in the house. Aiman made no fuss, join aku tido.<br /><br />The next morning, nothing happened.<br /><br />What is it with me and this TV?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Bang, bulan depan beli LCD <span style="font-size:85%;">(or LED or HD or Full HD)</span> TV yek?<br /></strong></span><br />Tetiba. </div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-51406755221515366702010-05-06T22:00:00.002+08:002010-05-06T22:01:10.646+08:00What is Happening?I don't know lah........Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-55923958158977801072010-03-17T18:12:00.006+08:002010-03-17T18:34:44.380+08:00Rumah<div align="justify">We were off from work yesterday. That’s explained why the happy status in the FB on 15th. (well, before that makhluk perosak status lah).<br /><br />Went to our house and saw this. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449545120846067954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQeqfAxHzzAWroKR8aMQuVO1Ox7YxZr0PXKSvV4AzGNPKr510aRt8lG5NXsTO25h1I8KjOuFi2kZGho-9EVsNONRUjpql8BzemtsQ9aVBADuPX7EU3tmbQXPHcZAo-T2_kfjLk9zv28xvC/s320/wall.JPG" /> <div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;">Dinding car porch dah bertukar bentuk</span></em></div><div align="justify"><br />Jiran aku buat renovation nampaknya. Walaupun sedikit sentap sebab they all sentuh wall kita tak bagitau, tapi tak kisah sangat lah. Dah siap nanti tu, cantik lah kot. Tapi aku tengok wall tu cracked. Dah tu simen dah keras berterabur habis kena tiles & ceiling. Bila Che Man tanya supervisor dia, bila nak cat wall belah kita org tu, dia jawab dengan kasar. <em><strong>“Lepas semua siap, kita orang cat lah!”</strong></em>. Cilakak betul. Orang tanya baik-baik, dia main kasar lak. Kalau ye pun takkan biarkkan simen berterabur kat belah lain sampai kering. Dah la takde courtesy, tak cermat pulak tu.<br /><br />Actually, mamat tu bengang ngan kita orang sebab tak ambik khidmat dia. The day dia approached aku tu je cakap, <em><strong>“Kak… kita sesama Melayu, boleh bincang lah…..”</strong>.</em> Kepantangan aku orang guna approach camtu.<br /><br />Aku ada gak considered dia tu, tapi aku ter-jumpa beberapa komen yang tak baik pasal khidmat dia dalam community forum B.andar B.ukit R.aja. Jenis yang tabur janji macam-macam, quality kerja tak bagus, kerja lembab asyik nak kena follow-up je. Bila aku tengok wall yang merekah tu, aku syukur takde kena-mengena dengan dia. Pekerja dia, kerja waktu pagi je. Pas kul 1 petang, stop kerja, mandi, ampai kain bagai, pas tu tido sampai petang. Sekali tuan rumah datang, mengelupur.<br /><br />Anyway…..<br /><br />A tailor for curtain came as scheduled. She went and measured every window and I went <strong><em>“Eh…. We all tak order curtain untuk window ni la”</em></strong>. She answered me that she wants to keep a record, in case I change my mind later. Confident je minah tu. Cukup le. I didn’t give much attention on curtain or budget for curtain. I thought, whatever la…. Cannot be so expensive what..... Sekali ambik kau…… double the budget. Only after that I checked, my initial budget was a bit too low la. terpaksa la aku terima hakikat yg aku tak pandai buat budget.<br /><br />Then, installers for kitchen cabinet came. These guys stopped & parked their lorry at the car porch, angkat tangan to acknowledge my presence, unloaded things and started doing their job. Setiap sorang ada kerja sendiri. Tak nampak pun they all borak-borak, hisap rokok, rehat. Kerja je..... tak bunyik-buyik.<br /><br />Pelik gak aku. Tak ke dia orang nak confirm kan alamat rumah tu dulu, design atau apa-apa material yang dia orang bawa. The only thing they said, <strong><em>“Ada penyapu tak?”</em></strong> and <em><strong>“Sudah siap Kak”</strong></em>. It took them 4 hours to complete the installation. </div><div align="justify"><br /> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449545126743047218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzA77kXizyorN8VWornlIo_9-I3OWH30h_nsWnKzHsbVKeZbj_9ruWEJwcBppB86pKKgFGsT-3pf3w5j7bDccZ7IyZ2A-yHaFpH5_DrUblqF3nRl0ftz1kMDswr_ZZyltxS0aDA-YWU8l/s320/sebelum+2.JPG" /> <p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;">Sebelum</span></em><br /><br /><br /></p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449545130426328146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRInduYV2ksd5G85qEnbkufOs3XtRZFcND2k1HOYZMe1-AsAtFIsgpNbwSYHD_FWehA9SlUnVJExEg4dQhSu7SbyzEYAk1bCVPqPfTcQh10IoHQM1tzY9Ki6lPwPGLPkc68RnjCW-depV/s320/selepas.JPG" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><em>Selepas<br /></p></em></span><p align="justify">While all other things happening, Che Man was fixing lights & fans in the house. Nasib baik Che Man boleh buat. Mendengus-dengus gak le member tu dalam kepanasan. Suka hati. Janji siap. Kalau tak, nak kena upah orang pulak. Duit lagi. Only we unable to fix one light in the hall. The ceiling is a bit too high, tangga tak sampai. I think we have no choice but to pay someone else to do it for us. This weekend baru boleh settle kot.</p><p align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449545138407571874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj71daAAGzxuxgUiqcSaAA7KAR27QLacFMmH2YFaWZab2ZZMDRHI17_1b-jpvdXlqFmR_wH5WVZJsfqt8_1Rac06VIJAjHMg2wvOxabCbFLh90lRUHRaKKQyZ4pmRfGhUgcT32RZ1Nxj1JO/s320/Abg.JPG" /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><em>Laki sapa nih?</em></span><br /></p><p align="justify">We brought a can of paint to paint the fence and gate. Kekonon nak sama kaler ngan our grille. Aku le yang patut cat tu. Aku cakap ngan Che Man, aku takut duduk luar sorang-sorang. Takut kena kidnap. The actual fact: it was so hot outside. Makcik tak sanggup. Elok-elok datang tadi brown light-light, kang balik glossy black lak.<br /><br />It seems my both side neighbors are Malay families. Sempat jumpa yang sebelah kiri, rumah sedang renovate. Maybe masuk end of the year. Yang sebelah kanan pulak, tak sempat bertegur, nampak dia orang datang & pergi je. Tak lama lagi masuk rumah kot.<br /><br />Tengah aku lepak ada satu mamat Chinese ni datang bagi flyer. Boleh tempah curtain katanya. Kalau nak, tang-tang tu jugak dia nak measure. Ayooooo…. Sampai macam ni sekali orang carik business sekarang. Tapi bagus gak strategy ni.<br /><br />So sekarang, lampu tinggal sikit lagi. This weekend kena sambung pasang lampu, cat pagar, basuh rumah. On next Monday pasang curtain. Then boleh pindah sikit-sikit. Dah standby 2 quotes untuk lorry. This week kena tukar alamat surat-menyurat pulak.<br /><br />Tuan rumah sekarang pun dah mintak buang kan <em>‘For Rent’</em> punya signage depan rumah. Terlalu ramai yang call katanya, sampai dia pening kepala. Cadang nya nak pindah 28hb ni walaupun landloard kata we all can keep the keys till 15hb.<br /><br />Oh ya... Jangan di tanya bila house warming sebab duit tinggal RM65 je. Adehhhhh.....</p>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-61136823307848027992010-03-08T19:03:00.006+08:002010-03-11T14:45:07.737+08:00My February... kind of...<div align="justify">Sebelum 2 followers aku blah, elok rasanya update blog ni.<br /><br />Banyak yang nak rekodkan but so little time and energy. So, for my own record, I wanna summarize this entry into few topics.<br /><br /><strong>Birthday & Wedding Anniversary<br /></strong>My birthday & Che Man’s birthday jatuh selang sehari on the first weekend of February. It went quietly except for many birthday wishes I received through FB. Thank you so much people. Tak dapat pun nak reply and say thank you satu-satu. But you know I love you all very the strong kan?<br /><br />The whole Saturday on my birthday, Che Man had to work from morning to late night. Takde mood nak potong kek pun. Sampai sekarang tak redeem lagi voucher kek yang hotel bagi tu. So, I thought, cake-less ler we all. But, the next day balik kampung and my dear sister made us a very rich very yummy chocolate cake for tea time.<br /><br />Both Che Man and I took day off to spend our day at spa and dating on our 4th anniversary in the 2nd week of February. Che Man who was skeptical on the spa thingy at last sangat menyesal kerana tak ikut my suggestion to have the 4-steps full body treatment instead of 1 hour couple massage. Tu laaaa… lenkali dengar gak cakap bini. Hal-hal macam ni lelaki mana tau, kan? We also went to movie, makan and shopped.<br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446218484217099954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKfoJ_6xTEiteye4sgpFiKAv2atRYtgO8-A-80jqehSgZ5BL1TpJTvlo5PkQkBEOdAziR4a5hifiUBPCLag2T9nUowir3DhlmTCfEzEC3XhOEaeWW-TirOTvsgO2At2I7rroI8wtWte9Hp/s320/muka+happy.JPG" /> <div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;">Muka gumbira dapat minum root bir dua gelas sekali</span></em></div><div align="justify"><br /><strong>Aiman<br /></strong>I extended my leave after the anniversary celebration and took opportunity of Chinese New Year public holidays to stay home with Aiman. My aim was to train Aiman untuk pergi toilet everytime nak kencing and berak. Except for 2 incidents – <em>one on the floor and another one on sofa</em>, the few days training went well. Never in my life I felt so happy to see him terberak. Hahaha. Tapi amat-amat letih coz kejap-kejap nak kencing budak bertuah tu. I think Aiman felt the same coz my MIL told me that Aiman mengamuk-ngamuk nak pakai diaper later that week. Aduhai…. Dah beberapa hari ok, dia buat hal pulak tak nak continue. Came another weekend, I tried again but he refused to wear his pants without diaper. Seperti biasa, Aiman menang. Mendidih je darah aku tengok dia screaming, kicking, shouting. So pakaikan dia diaper and went to the zoo. </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446218500188823410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrvGADvfXN-QYNIHKZUmgv9V5yUjJZKeXf_RDmc_V0uh4YqLVNq38f7ApRfGalbVg-yDl_xFIXBmpifurh5tWBPmDYwhBnoPeiBY8iDXdi6w1RjayuV8WhN6tqS1MpNPS6KeoujevIcWfD/s320/resized.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Ala.... takyah la gi toilet.... sini je lah....</span></em></span></p><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><p align="justify"></span><br /><strong>New House<br /></strong>We finally received the house keys on 22nd. So we have about a month to arrange everything including to move into the new house. Must empty the rented house by last weekend of March.<br /><br />After the handover from developer, straight away we confirmed some works with a contractor. Then we went and searched for kitchen cabinet and lights and fans. Well, actually not that fast la. We have done the surveys many times already. So that day was to confirm things la. It was very exciting and tiring activities.<br /><br />So now the plaster ceiling is done, the hacking of the kitchen concrete slap done, kitchen plumbing relocated, grille done, lights and fans purchased, kitchen cabinet selected and measured. What left – to install the kitchen cabinet, fix lights & fans, paint the main gate, order curtain & blinders, clean the house, to source for 3 ton lorry untuk angkut barang, to purchase racks for store room, fix curtain & blinders, pack things up and move it! Move it!<br /></p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446218489064331618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8zJLKJy75sXQgUwiEk1JAZWV2RNrolAS5XOJTNEjETJ_SDqUqhe6aTJXsgZ9LZebsO63j50g6nRQ1PFk3-icJSbRyIe_4T3dFeGfcT4FJlY2m1MXHC6B_WhpmWqFfknxtmorath4hRt5a/s320/ceiling.JPG" /></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;">Allo? Kenapa itu ceiling manyak tinggi?</span></em></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;">Wa tarak rasa tu angin kipas pusing-pusing wa punya kepala atas</span></em></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;">Rumah wa tarak aircond ma....</span></em></p><p align="justify"><br />I also have put ‘FOR RENT’ signage in front of my rented house. I hope my nice landlord will receive fews calls on that. I have made claim for late delivery of property from the new house developer. The house was delivered about a month later than promised, but have not received any news yet. Yes, I’m kiasu like that, but I need the money to install aircond plak. Panas giler kan sekarang ni?<br /><br /><strong>WORK</strong><br />February was a short month. Rushing many things this month. Then, there was an annual dinner. Aku dah lama berazam dan dah lama berjaya tidak involve directly with annual dinner preparation. Bagi chance la kan kat budak-budak muda untuk buat semua ni. But this year, ntah macam mana termakan pujukan pulak terus jadi invitation and program manager. Invitation tu ok, but program ni sangat leceh. Nasib baik ramai yang volunteer tolong. But annual dinner deserve a different entry lah. So later with photo maybe.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446218512717533234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4iHbofRi_0yPqp_zkgoJYksofDMFT0VW7erMdX69GhHtTMrUR1DcbRz6aJ0_cSooYtfz9RWPaudf7igMmcWnj9d5Up8iYc489v4Z2LbgOeEB4vPbXHQc0zpeVB1ESjfr75kwidHhFuBd/s320/Entrance+1.JPG" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><em>Rokers Unite..... hahahaha</em></span></p><p align="justify">There are some changes in the organization structure. There some problems and issues that need urgent attention. There is refurbishment project coming. My boss is particularly busy running here and there to sort & solve things. I have no choice but to chase him *semput* </p><p align="justify"><strong>FAMILY</strong><br />There are many issues that bothering me now. It seems, since last year satu-satu hal datang menjengah. Just to think about it makes my heart beats faster. Mostly about my younger sisters. You guys dah dewasa. I don’t want to keep talking about the same old stories. I don’t want to bagi nasihat itu dan ini as if I have a perfect life. But I love you all so much and I want you all to be happy. But I really hope you will do what you guys suppose to do. If you have to make life changing decision, pleaseeeeee discuss it with other family members with open heart and mind. The key word is : B.L.E.S.S.I.N.G.<br /><br />My in-laws are busy now with wedding preparation for Che Man’s younger brother. I feel like I have not contributed anything meaningful in the process. Sibuk dengan hal & masalah sendiri je. I want to improve this situation. Kesian MIL & SIL, dapat menantu and in-law like me eh?<br /><br />All in all, syukur pada Allah, I managed to stay alive & healthy till I am now 33 years old. My relationship with Che Man is stronger and happier. Aiman is growing fine, healthy, comel, bijak, entertaining and all that. We are going to experience new home and new place. I have made a list on how to improve my work performance and work attitude. Now, I felt fresh, motivated and excited about work all over again. I only hope some issues in my family resolve one by one.<br /><br />Alhamdullillah. </p>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-80945522918989056852010-03-02T09:11:00.003+08:002010-03-02T09:13:21.538+08:00Update...... Blog will be updated within this week.<br /><br />Acehceh....Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5469264186218869562.post-13067445859148419412010-02-10T14:41:00.006+08:002010-02-10T18:33:50.852+08:004th Wedding Anniversary<div align="center">On 11th February, actually.</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxA5a2HvgqNnY2wA7N-cs0dDTIWvYe6vwc0TvOW8yJLFzCxF1YUalIxMeTP79F1CFmFAgYYe73P1gPXa_KyFlQplJazYiHI4VQ6W2KQemtoAPZRJ4LizTu535ErOjJf2rlIowZ3Z61NFZD/s1600-h/DSC_0053.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436502798679427874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxA5a2HvgqNnY2wA7N-cs0dDTIWvYe6vwc0TvOW8yJLFzCxF1YUalIxMeTP79F1CFmFAgYYe73P1gPXa_KyFlQplJazYiHI4VQ6W2KQemtoAPZRJ4LizTu535ErOjJf2rlIowZ3Z61NFZD/s400/DSC_0053.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">(Baru-baru ni aku tau, wedding cake sepatutnya warna pastel )</span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div align="center">Will not be in the office tomorrow. </div><div align="center">Have breakfast, spa, lunch, movie and minum petang</div><div align="center">appointments with Che Man.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Semoga kebahagian kami berpanjangan.</div><div align="center">Insyaallah.</div><div align="center"></div>Nomeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00974439313612532106noreply@blogger.com10