Summary Update eh?

Dear blog… kesian kau lama ber-update! Hehehe. Aku takde alasan. Tak le busy sangat. Cuma mungkin penyakit MAFALASFAS yang menyerang.

By the way, too many things happened & happening. I will just summarize them here.

Aiman Tatut
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 (ingatkan dah orait 100%), Aiman has started to complain “tatutttttt….” Just few days ago dia dok tunjuk-tunjuk ceiling, mata terbuntang-buntang (like trying hard to see an object in the dim light). Masa tu aku sedikit panik. Dalam hati terpikir, “Nak kena rasuk ke anak aku ni?” Dah lah masa tu Che Man takde. Dalam masa panik tu sempat lagi aku pikir soklan untuk draft action plan:

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“In case Aiman kena rasuk dek jin laknat malam ni”:
i) Berapa kuat aku kena menjerit untuk kejut kan jiran sebelah?
ii) Sapa yang aku kena telephone?
iii) Perlu ke aku siram air kat dia?
iv) Perlu aku lempang dia?
v) Ayat apa yang aku kena baca?
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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.

I must start to play the CD again.

Pregnancy
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.

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Few days after that, Che Man told me he legs cramped so badly the night before. I remember thinking, “That is MY symptom during pregnancy”. Straight away I went to pharmacy and purchased pregnancy test kit. Yada yada yada….. positive!

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.

Ramadhan 2010
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 (walau pun tak puasa), 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.

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.

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.


Aidilfitri 2010
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.

Eh?
Tetiba blank.

Does My Son See 'Things'?

Susah nak menulis when my head is thinking in broken English & broken Malay secara serentak. Nasib le sesiapa yang baca ni.

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.

The first time, he woke me up early morning. I thought he wanted his milk but he had this strange look on his face. I wrote about it here.

Another time, it was around 1am (dia memang biasa tido lambat). I was changing his diaper at living room. Aiman dok mengeliat-mengeliat sambil ketawa making it difficult for me change his diaper.

Me : Aiman, duduk diam-diam. Nak tukar pampers ni.
Aiman : (sambil ketawa mengekek dan mengeliat-ngeliat). Ibu tengoklah dia ni…..
Me : Dia? Siapa?
Aiman : Dia tu….. (tunjuk kat something next to me). Hantu tu…..
Me : Ishk…. Mana ada ?
Aiman : Itu lah…. Tengok lah Hantu tu…. (tetiba ketawa-ketawa dan megeliat seperti orang kena geletek).

I didn’t think about it much. He must be kidding only.

But things getting weird from thereon.

At times, when we stopped our car at traffic light that the surrounding area is dark, he said : “Eh….. hantu lah….. tu.. tu… hantu!”. Most of the time both Che Man & I buat dek je. Kekadang kita orang suruh dia diam and behave himself.

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:
“Bye Bye….. salam? Salam la…. " (Sambil hulur tangan macam orang nak bersalaman).

One night, we were at kampung. Sleeping in a room. I woke-up coz Aiman tetiba menangis macam orang ketakutan. Tangannya menukup muka. “Aiman tatut (takut)….! Aiman tatut!”. Setelah dipujuk-pujuk baru dia diam. Tapi masih mahu tidur sambil menekup muka dengan tangan.

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.

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.

Sejak tu, tiap kali buka pintu rumah, tengok ceiling. Buka pintu bilik, kami automatically dongak tengok ceiling. Giler tul lah!

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 ‘tatutttttttt!!!!”. 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.

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.

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 ‘Ayat-ayat Pembakar Jin’ and we played them. (I’ll update the actually title and the writer later). Another friend at work gave me a poster of ‘Surat Rasullullah’. The poster entitled “Pengusir Jin Dari Kediaman” which we hang onto a door inside the master bedroom.

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.

Belum habis lagi cerita ni.

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.

Cerita itu dan ini, tetiba uncle tu tanya Che Man whether or not “ada yang mengacau kat sini?” 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.

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.

Tuhan sahaja yang Maha Mengetahui.

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…..”.

Korang jangan suh aku pindah rumah dah laaaaaa.

TV & I - We have Issues

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.

Sesapa yang ada dalam gambar ni, jangan marah.

Ni je lah gambar TV tu yang aku ada.

Tak reti pulak nak potong gambar ni.

I posted lama dulu about this weird story – when the TV changed channels by itself when no one around. Yup! That story. But that only happened once.

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.

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I was thinking, “Alamak…… TV ni dah rosak pulak!”.

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.

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.

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………
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Our TV was on!

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.


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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

The next morning, nothing happened.

What is it with me and this TV?

Bang, bulan depan beli LCD (or LED or HD or Full HD) TV yek?

Tetiba.

Ingatan Tergelincir

At my workplace, beside 'Nomee-the-underdressed-assistant', I am also known for my lapse of memory and forgetfulness. I am under constant teasing for that.

Case 1:
I was at my friend’s house with few friends and their children. I asked one of the fathers, “Anak kau dah berapa bulan dah?” Dia jawab “4 bulan”. Then I saw him walked to his wife and gave the baby to his wife for nenen.

About 10 seconds after that, I was shocked to see that his baby is no longer with him and asked him *muka cuak* “Anak kau mana?”. Member tu pandang aku dengan muka confuse. I look around and saw his baby with his wife. Baru aku teringat. Then I asked him “Anak kau dah setahun dah?”.

Case 2:
I wanted to take bath. I walked to my towel hanger and abruptly stooped: I asked myself “Mana satu towel aku ni?” I really can't remember which one. I grabbed one and go mandi. After finished, I was surprised to see Che Man’s towel on the towel rack (in the bathroom). “Camna boleh ada kat sini?”

Case 3:
My boss asked for lunch / coffee / hot milk. After half an hour, he came and said “Maybe Coffee house is busy….”. Lepas dia masuk office dia balik, I quickly dialed coffee house and place the order - which was supposed to be done half and hour ago.

Case 4:
Che Man called in the evening and said “turun……” (maksudnya dia dah nak sampai). Aku pun habiskan baca blog yang sesapa aku tengah baca. Pas tu lompat blog lain, dan lain, dan lain. Pas tu Che Man akan call lagi. Itu tandanya dia dah tunggu setengah jam.

Antara kes-kes yang lain:
I washed my face then I brushed my teeth. After that, I had tough time to recall whether or not I’ve washed my face. I ended up wash my face twice.

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Beria-ia aku cerita kejadian lucu kat Izan, dia pun ketawa beria-ia. Pastu dia kata “Dah… kak Nomi dah citer dah pagi tadi / semalam / hari tu”. Sumpah aku tak ingat. Kejadian macam ni berlaku terlalu banyak kali.

(Sekarang, sebelum aku start citer / buat awak. I’ll tell her, “You probably have heard this from me…….” *and tell the story anyway*. Just to cover myself.
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Kes tertinggal barang, tak usah nak cakap lah.

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There were many times I swore to Che Man that I’ve never seen barang / bills / letters / vouchers that he gave me last week. Dah jumpa baru ingat.

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My boss walking towards me and put a bunch of keys on my table. I recognize those are my office keys. Dunno where he found them. Happened many times.

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I have the ‘budget 2009/2010’ book in my tray for quite sometimes now. I only will put it in my try coz there is something my boss asked me to do. But till now I can’t remember what am I supposed to do with it. (Pagi tadi, diam-diam I put the book back on his table. Did nothing with it).

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Recently, I teased a chef on his ‘new’ spectacles. He said “sudah pakai lama lah..” and the rest of the group laughed at me. This is one Chef I see several times a day.

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A staff asked me my boss’s age. I went blank. I quickly flip through my diary and ask her “Dia lahir bulan berapa yek?”. Pastu kena marah, “Siapa PA dia ni?”. I work for him for 8 years.
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That’s why I write many things in my notes book / diary. The problem is, I always forget to refer to it.

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My friend suggested me to take supplement. I bought two bottles of Gingko Biloba. The problem is, I always forget to take it.

There are many other cases but I can’t remember anymore.

Bahaya ni

I had this weird dream last night (or was it this morning?).

In my dream, I received a letter, something like show cause letter from employer, but kindda technical letter, looked like you telephone bill – with columns, rows, boxes and all that.

It was actually sim card bill. WTF kan? Where got sim card bill? Hp bill adalah.

Anyway, at first, I didn’t understand what the letter was about. The only thing I felt after I looked at the letter was angry & confuse at the same time. Really angry I tell you. The letter asked me to return my sim card for no reasons.

Then, I read the letter again. It was hard. You know what I mean la, if you ever tried reading in your dream, like you try to read exam questions that suddenly appear in your dream the night before you sit for your exam. Something like that.

Anyway, after I tried very hard, I managed to read the letter.

It says something like:

We have investigated your sim card and found out that, during working hours, you were at sekian sekian shopping malls. Through your conversation with some sales girls, you were actually asking for some things to give your son for his birthday. In conclusion, you have violated company policy by using company facilities for your personal use during working hours. bla...bla... bla...

Haaaaaa… camtu la lebih kurang. Ayat memang berterabur la kan. Al maklum lah ayat-ayat dalam mimpi.

Anyway, I argued with I-don’t-know-who in the dream about validity of the accusation (guilty conscious masa tu), coz how the hell they know about that? Later I found out that my sim card got this ability to record my conversations or locations. Something like that.

I wanted to argue some more but Che Man woke me up. I opened my eyes, looked around for the letter, but it was nowhere to be seen. Oh! Mimpi rupanya.

As I was sitting on my bed tried not to laying down again, my head went saying: “Bahaya la camni. Tah tah they already knew when I made love and all that?” Oh mengarut terus sampai ke situ aku. Nko ingat kau politician?

Apa maksud mimpi tu? Adakah disebabkan ada ura-ura boss nak meng-install software that could track which websites we logged in? Adakah sebab kekadang (ok ok... selalu) I check blogs during office hour? Atau adakah kerana Aiman yang sedang enak tidur disebelah mempunyai kuasa sakti yakni berkebolehan memberitahu melalui mimpi yang dia belum dapat hadiah harijadi nya lagi?

Mungkin semuanya di atas.

Cik Ti..... Angkara Engkau kah?

Satu malam tu aku balik dari kerja, aku capai roti dari atas meja. Ambik sekeping dan ngap… terus gigit. Pas tu baru aku perasan hujung roti tu terkoyak. Rupa-rupanya setiap keping roti tu semua sama rupa cam tu.

Che Man kata mungkin tikus yang makan. Memula aku tak leh nak terima hakikat yang dalam rumah aku ada Cik Ti ni. Ye lah.. tak pernah nampak tanda-tanda kehadiranya pun sebelum ni. Habis sebuku roti masuk tong sampah. Rugi ooo….

Ada satu malam lagi tu, aku capai coklat yang aku letakkan malam sebelumnya atas meja makan juga. Cuba korang tengok….. tengok…. Apa yang telah berlaku!

Cilakak Cik Ti. Coklat aku pun dia sebat.

Ada satu hari lagi tu, aku letakkan sesisir pisang yang aku bawa balik dari kampung atas cabinet dapur. Konon-konon nak tunggu pisang tu masak. Ngam-ngam la hujung minggu tu boleh buat cekodok. For few days, nothing happened. So aku ingat selamat la letak kat situ. Dan dan hujung minggu tu aku perasan sebijik pisang tu tinggal kulit je. Isi habis!

Ok….. from there on.. takde lagi aku nak letak food kat luar almari dah. Semua mesti bertutup dalam balang / bekas atau masuk fridge / lemari saja.

Ada satu hal lagi. Pintu setor aku, walaupun aku dah rapatkan malam-malam, still pagi tu terbuka jugak. Aku tuduh Che Man, Che Man tuduh aku - tak tutup properly. Tu je la kerja nya.

Lepas cuti tahun baru cina, sampai rumah dari kampung aku terasa-rasa macam sesuatu dah berlaku dalam stor tu. Aku buka perlahan-lahan and saw this.

Rileks, ni bukan bulu ayam dari ayam (habis bulu saper?, tah la…) Maksud aku, bulu-bulu ni dari feather duster yang aku sangkutkan kat tombol pintu bahagian dalam stor tu. Aku syak Cik Ti jugak punya kerja la ni. Geram takleh kuar sebab aku dah tutup pintu rapat-rapat agaknya. Habis setengah feather duster tu disiat-siatnya. Aku biarkan je yang balance tersangkut kat situ lagi. Geli la nak usik.

Malam tadi, aku punya perasaan semacam jugak waktu bukak pintu stor tu. Kali ni, Cik Ti sambung balik tugas dia yang tak habis tu. Habis semua feather duster punya balen bulu di cariknya. Hampeh. Dah aku kena beli feather duster yang baru kat Giant jap lagi.

Aku ingat tu je la kerosakan setakat malam tadi. Pas tu aku jumpa pintu bilik solat kena gigit. Pintu pun kau belasah Cik Ti? Apa kejadah nko nak masuk bilik ni pulak....... Nak carik sejadah ke?

Aku tak kira. Walau pun belum ada bukti, takde saksi dan tak pernah lagi aku nampak kelibat yang tertuduh, hati aku kuat mengatakan, ini semua kerja Cik Ti tu jugak. Panas agaknya hati dia sebab aku tak simpan food merata sekarang ni.

Aku nak kasi dia lebih panas hati, aku cepat-cepat ambik bekas balang kuih dari dalam stor and simpan kuih rose yang aku baru beli. Tak nak kasi chance kat Cik Ti nak rembat nanti.

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“Awat kesat semacam je tutup balang ni?”

Ya Rabbi… tutup balang tu pun kena toreh sekali ????

Bedebah Melampau! Ini boleh menimbulkan marah!

Sebelum banyak lagi kerosakan yang dia buat, baik aku pi beli gam tikus atau perangkap tikus berserta feather duster yang baru hari ni. Kot-kot dia tersangkut kat gam tu nanti, boleh la aku tayang feaher duster baru aku kat dia pastu.

Siap la Cik Ti ooiiiii…… tiada maaf bagi mu!

Pst:

Kot-kot bukan Cik Ti yang punya kerja… angkara siapa yek?

Panas Badan, Sawan Angin (dan Mahkluk Halus?)

Sejak Aiman mula merangkak lagi, MIL & SIL asyik suruh kami bawak Aiman pergi berurut. Budak kecik kena urut katanya sebab badan dia dalam stage macam tu akan sakit-sakit. Sebab tu meragam.

We never did bring him for massage.

Until recently MIL & SIL mentioned that my son selalu terkejut dari tidur. Tak bagus untuk urat saraf. Kami patut bawa dia urut. Lagi pun berurut tu memang baik untuk budak-budak. Ibu tak berpengalaman macam aku ni, setuju saja.

Kami pun berjumpa dengan bidan kampung yang dikatakan pakar mengurut perempuan & kanak-kanak.

Mula-mula pegang Aiman, bidan tu commented that badan Aiman panas dari biasa tapi tak sampai tahap demam. Pada aku itu memang biasa. Badan dia memang selalu panas. Ramai orang komen macam tu tapi takle panas macam demam. Lagi pun dia sangat aktif dan kuat berpeluh. Mungkin sebab tu badan dia selalu terasa panas? Teori sendiri ni.

Bidan tu tak setuju. Itu tanda yang tak bagus katanya. Lalu dia lumurkan badan Aiman dengan sejenis air (ada sejenis tumbuhan dalam mangkuk tu, tak tau apa dia). Air tu cam melekit sikit. Tapi aku kecewa sikit sebab dia tak urut pun. Sapu-sapu badan dengan air je.

Pas tu dia belek-belek muka Aiman and said “Muka dia ni, mahklus halus suka. Ada yang mengikut dan kacau-kacau sikit”.

Pulak dahhhh! Honestly, aku tak percaya tapi aku angguk-anguk je la.

Result?
Bidan tu bagi air tu untuk aku guna bila-bila badan Aiman panas. Tapi aku tak guna & dan dah buang pun (sebab dah lama sangat). Badan dia dah tak panas macam dulu lagi. Itu result positif yang ketara setakat ni. But for some reasons, kita orang tak pergi lagi sana, walaupun bidan tu ada pesan supaya datang lagi.

Last week of December we went to Sekinchan, Selangor. MIL visited her besan there and we had lunch at Selera Rimba, Sg. Lembing. Mak aiii… jauh ke dalam, sampai aku ingat kami akan masuk hutan. Masakan jenis Banja & Jawa.

Aku tunjuk gambar sikit la. Baru real.

Banner (takleh makan ni), Daging Landak & Daging Kijang

Daging Ayam Hutan, Ikan Baung & Ikan Puyu


After that, MIL went for massage. Rupa-rupa nya my Che Man sudah pakat sama kakak dia for Aiman to be massaged too.

Before she massages Aiman, she showed me 2 benjolan belakang telinga Aiman. According to her, Aiman ada sawan angin. Then she checked his body & face and you know what she said?
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“Ada mahkluk halus yang cuba dekat dengan dia! Tu la tidur dia terganggu”

Okey…. Dua orang tukang urut cakap benda yang sama! Camna ni? Adakah mereka telah berpakat; smsed or e-mailed each other the night before? Mungkin kah?

She gave me multiple choices:
a) Buang angin Aiman
b) Jauhkan Mahkluk halus
c) Kedua-duanya di atas.

Aku pilih (C). Obviously.

All the time when his nenek being massaged, Aiman was there observing. Bila tiba giliran dia, bukan main ready lagi. He enjoyed it very much. Sekejap terlentang, sekejap meniarap, sekejap duduk walaupun ada masa nya muka berkerut-kerut tahan sakit. He also showed the makcik some part of his body (according to the makcik, he knows which part of his body yang tak berapa sedap). When she massaged his stomach, aku dengar bunyi :

Trupppppp……. Trupppppp……

Bunyi angin dalam perut dia, kata makcik tu la.

Anak ibu telah memberikan kerjasama yang baik. Bagus!

Next Aiman dimandikan dengan dua jenis air. Satu jenis yang agak melekit sikit, dan satu lagi baunya macam air limau. Mandi ni untuk menghalau mahkluk halus.

We paid RM150. I am not sure whether there was a miscommunication between SIL, Che Man & the makcik, but I think, it is too expensive (berkira kan aku ni?) coz yang aku tahu berurut dengan dia cuma RM15 to RM30 sahaja. So, mandi manda RM120? Ntahla. Apa pun, jangan risau ya mak cik, coz saya halal kan.

Anyway, the makcik suruh kita orang ulang lagi at least lagi 2 kali.

Result?
Susah aku nak cakap. Dalam beberapa hari lepas urut tu, Aiman berak cair jer. Tak pasti ini ada kena mengena dengan process buang angin tu atau tidak. Tapi sesekali dia kembung juga lagi. Dia masih lagi sekali sekala terkejut-kejut dalam tidur. Sesekali teringat, he’ll ask me to massage his back.

Pasal mahkluk halus yang nak geng ngan anak aku tu, pun aku tak pasti camna. Confuse la nak percaya ke tidak. Aku cuma nak anak aku sihat, normal & happy. Yang lain-lain aku serahkan kebenarannya pada Dia. Cuma Dia yang maha mengetahui akan segala sesuatu.

Wallahhuallam.

Puasa & Blister

Tak terlambat rasanya nak ucap selamat berpuasa u ols. How’s things so far? Aku baru jer 2 hari dapat join you all puasa after a week off. So far so good lah. Al maklumlah, orang kerja opis – bukannya kena membanting tulang bawah pancaran matahari bagai.

IKLAN JAP

Ni kalau dapat buka posa Nasi Kandar Pelita + Teh Ais best ni...

Dilemma aku bulan puasa ni ialah pasal berbuka puasa arrangement. Ni tahun lepas. So, tahun ni aku ingat nak ikut cara yang sama. The first two days we had it at my PIL's place together with my SIL & family (temporary they stay together until raya).

So the third day masa aku tengah sibuk angkut Aiman nak balik MIL & SIL asked:

“Kenapa tak nak buka kat sini?”

I had no choice but to tell the truth:
“Hari-hari buka kat sini, Nomi SEGAN lah”

SIL laughed sambil mengeleng-ngeleng kepala. MIL clarified that, they wish for us to buka puasa with them. Lagi ramai lagi seronok. Walau selama 30 hari. They do not mind a bit pun.

Kalau camtu, okey lahkan. Haaaa… kan senang kita orang dah berterus terang camni. So, setiap hari lepas balik kerja kami singgah pasar Ramadhan beli sikit itu & ini and join everyone at MIL’s. Tak yah kecoh-kecoh redah traffic nak balik awal punya pasal.

By the way, bulan puasa ni Che Man kena masuk kerja sejam lebih awal. Terpaksa la aku tak tido lepas sahur – dengan pertolongan Mr. Nescafe pekat. Dapat jugak buat kerja-kerja rumah yang biasanya aku buat malam. Kul 7.30 pagi dah sampai opis. Kalau masih ngantuk aku belasah tido kat Surau barang satu jam. Bukan jadi kesalahan kan. Start kerja kul 9.00 pagi la.

Nak citer aku dah beli baru raya.

Asal usul nya Che Man nak beli baju sedondon ngan Aiman. Maka berangkat la kami ke Plaza Alam Central. Ini la first time beli baju raya bawak si Aiman sekali. Lepas cuba baju, dibantainya la lari kat ruang legar tu tanpa baju. Terpaksa la aku kejar sambil tangan pegang baju, beg plastic semua. Ada la couples yang gelakkan kita orang.

Korang gelak yek?

Siap la sok bila kau dah ada anak. Mahu dia lari-lari kat shopping mall pakai lampin pakai buang jer. Nanti aku gelak kan nko pulak.

Che Man jumpa kaler, tak jumpa saiz, jumpa saiz, tak jumpa kaler. Dah jumpa kaler & saiz, tak jumpa lak baju sedondon ngan Aiman. Pening la. Bila dah dapat, aku lak kecoh bawa baju tu ke sana ke mari nak carik baju aku biar sedondon. Basically, aku ambik baju Aiman, letak dekat baju-baju kurung yang tergantung-gantung tu nak carik yang sesuai. Belasah.

Jumpa la sehelai (sehelai je baju raya aku tahun ni). Che Man ngan Aiman tah dah kemana, terpaksa aku buat decision sendiri. Bila nak bayar baru Che Man jumpa aku. Sib baik, sebab duit aku tak cukup RM50 (hehehehe). Dah bayar baru Che Man tengok baju tu.

Dia tak suka pulakkkkkk!

Takde bunga-bunga kata nya. Dah la dia ngan Aiman kain kosong, aku pun beli baju kain kosong – jarang lak tu. (Tapi kain dia ada corak-corak la bang). Kalau camtu, kena la carik sehelai lagi ni. Muhahahahaha........

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Raya nanti, dua orang itam pakai baju light purple. Ambik nko.

Citer lain.

Adoi aiiiii!!! Pehal lak dengan ruam / blister ni suma?

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Dah lebih seminggu aku tanggung dah. Telinga kiri aku, kulit bahagian rahang dan leher aku tak pasal-pasal ada ruam / blister. Ada masanya, sangat gatal, pedih macam kena hiris pisau, panas macam kena tenyeh ngan cili padi. Especially, telinga aku - super sensitive, Kalau terkasar sikit je cam terkena kuku ke, boleh aku terlompat-lompat kesakitan. Dah la camtu, buruk pulak rupanya tu. Ada satu hal lagi, belakang telinga aku tu ada benjol kecik yang bila ditekan rasa sakit sebelah leher - tegang semacam.

Dah gi doctor dah. Dia cakap ruam. Dia bagi ubat tahan gatal untuk malam (pe hal? biar la saya nak gatal memalam doktor....), ubat tahan gatal untuk siang, ubat tahan sakit dan krim untuk sapu. Benjol kecik tu kata doctor adalah kelenjar yang membengkak disebabkan oleh kulit aku yang tengah radang. Ruam tu baik nanti, susut lah bengkak tu; katanya.

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MARI TENGOK DEKAT SIKIT

Gatal, pedih, panas - semua ada.

Leher aku pun bengkak sikit.

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Officemates dah perasan dah telinga aku merah sebelah, siap ingat aku ada jerawat teruk kat muka, pas tu tak pasal-pasal ada ‘lovebite’ bulan posa ni (ada satu tompok lagi kat bahagian leher depan). Cis! Ada yang kata kayap. Bahaya oooo… kang masuk dalam telinga, habis lah aku.

Aku ingat nak gi klinik kulit jer hari ni, tapi tetiba pagi ni, rasa sakit tu dah banyak kurang. Dah tak pedih sangat. Ada tanda-tanda nak kering. Kopek luka kering sangat syok.

PIL aku sibuk tolong carik orang boleh ubatkan kayap. They found one but according the person’s description, we come into a conclusion that this is NOT KAYAP. Saper tu hari cakap ini kudis buta? Pun bukan okey...

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Now dah makin baik. Alhamdullillah.

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Pedih pulak perut ni. Aku sebenarnya ada gastric. Tu la aku perihatin pasal waktu waktu makan ni. Tapi yang peliknya, bulan puasa tak kena pulak.

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Hikmah puasa agakntya.

Saper lak yang tukar kan nih?

Dah dua hari aku tak check blog ni. Pagi ni, disebabkan aku sampai opis teramat awal, aku pun check blog dulu.

Terkejut aku tengok gambar profile.

Ni anak saper lak nih?

Apesal gambar profile aku leh tukar gambar ni pulak ni? Korang perhatikan betul-betul gambar tu. Comel memang lah comel, tapi lansung takda iras-iras aku.

Dia comel, aku beautifulllllll!!!!

Boleh ker orang lain pi tukarkan gambar profile kita? Mesti kena guna password aku kan?

Masalah technical kotttttt....