Semangat Jiran 1 Malaysia

Last week, I received a call from one of my neighbors. After a little confusion of who she really is and how she got my number, finally we managed a conversation.

Kakak : Rumah Nomi ada orang ke?
Aku : Takde lah. Naper kak?
Kakak : Pintu rumah terbukak lah. Baik Nomi balik cepat!

Adoi la…… Tak kan sekali lagi kena masuk pencuri kot? Terbayang-bayang apakah barang-barang yang bakal dirembat kali ni serta keadaan rumah yang akan disepah-sepahkan.

I was in the midst of preparing urgent paper for my boss and had no car to go home. I quickly dialled Che Man’s hp. No answer. I called his office (never called his office before) and his officemate said “Dia dah pergi sembahyang Jumaat”.

No choice. I sent him sms “Jiran kata pintu rumah kita terbuka. Pls check”.

Then I called the Kakak (not sure of her name). I told her that I had no car to go home immediately and Che Man kat Masjid. I asked her whether she can help to see from outside of the house - at least. To see if there is any movement, activity, house condition, etc.

After 10 minutes she called again. From this Kakak story, I summarized:

The Malay kakak together with our Indian auntie neighbor and my next door Chinese auntie neighbor, berbekalkan semangat 1 Malaysia bergegas ke rumah aku. Sambil sorang satu memegang payung, mana tau boleh guna sebagai alat mempertahankan diri. Upon seeing that the gate was locked, they climbed the concrete fence. (Macam mana 3 aunties panjat pagar tu… I can’t imagine). When they reached at the door, they saw our house keys tersangkut kat situ!

They went inside anyway and saw the house was still in order (lebih kurang la). Takde tanda kena burglarize pun. The fan at living room was still running, the car porch light lighted. All of them later agreed to a same conclusion - the house owner telah terlupa mengunci pintu rumah sebelum berambus ke tempat kerja!

Oh… so kesian they all had to climb the concrete fence (agak tinggi ooo..), dengan jantung dub dab dub dap. Nasib baik takde yang kena heart attack.

Belum lagi hantar food ke rumah-rumah mereka sebagai tanda terima kasih.

Maluuuuuu….

Nak Minta Maap Ni

Esok NAFAS jadi TASBIH,

Esok TIDUR jadi IBADAH,

Esok DOA-DOA ini di IJABAH.

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Tapi... Itu semua tidak akan terjadi,

tanpa MAAF tulus dari naluri hati.

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Untuk itu,

izinkan tangan bertangkup memohon MAAF,

untuk lisan yang terlanjur,

untuk janji yang terabai,

hati yang berprasangka

dan semua sikap yang menyakitkan.

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Andai semua HARTA itu RACUN,

Maka ZAKAT penawarnya.

Jika seumur hidup adalah DOSA,

Maka TAKWA dan TAUBAT penghapusnya.

Jika seluruh bulan adalah NODA,

Maka RAMADHAN adalah pemutihnya.

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Salam Ramadhan Al-Mubarak & selamat menunaikan ibadah puasa.

Semoga diberkati, dirahmati & diredhai Allah SWT

dan diampunkan segala dosa.

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Amin.

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* I love you all very the strongggggg! *

Award for Blog

Received this award from my dear friend; Amy in June. Seperti biasa setelah kepam, baru sekarang dapat di-publishkan di sini.
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This is what Amy wrote about me:
Nomee : PPP friend. Bleh tahan kelakar entry-entry dia.

(Sedikit pelik aku rasa di sini. Tak pernah rasanya membuat kelakar dalam blog. Membuat lawak bodoh di depan boss, memang biasa. Tapi takpe. Aku anggap yang Amy ni sebenarnya mempunya good sense of humor. Jadi mudah dia nampak kekelakaran aku yang tersirat ni ---> ayat taknak kalah).

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These are the rules set that I copy paste from Amy’s blog.

# Write five (5) interesting facts about the person who gave you this award.

# Jot down ten (10) interesting facts about yourself or your hobbies.

# Pick your ten (10) most deserving recipients and describe them.

# Leave a comment on the recipients' blog to tell them they've been tagged

# Paste the award badge in your sidebar

5 interesting facts about Amy:

1) Muka dia tampak garang. Pandangannya tajam.

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2) Suara dia lembut and low volume. Sangat tak sesuai dengan fact no. 1

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3) During my years in PPP aku sedikit was-was nak geng dengan dia. Ye la…budak bijak, anak orang kaya pulak (my own assumption at that time, sebab dia geng bebudak pandai & bawak keta gi class) But, she actually tak pilih bulu bila berkawan.

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4) The time I remember most, long time ago, when I felt so down after broke up with this one ass-hole. We talked about it a little during computer class or something. I thought that was it, but later I received long e-mail from her encouraged me to be strong. We exchanged few e-mails and I felt better after reading each e-mail from her. Her concerns were genuine.

5) Dia nangis masa dapat tau tak fly dulu….. hahahahaha (who didn’t ?)

Waaaaaa... apa pulak tak kasi fly?!
Orang dah kaler rambut blonde dahhh! Waaaaa....!

10 interesting facts about myself or hobbies:

One problem here - there is nothing interesting about me. However, after I did some thinking; I came up with these not-so-interesting facts:

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1) I can’t sing in front of other people. Suara aku sangat sedap sebenarnya, tapi memang takleh nyanyi depan orang lain except in front of Che Man and Aiman. So bila ada proposal pasal gi karaoke, aku lah yang paling awal surrender. No way baby! On my wedding day, my uncle called me & Che Man untuk berduet. Sudahnya Che Man nyanyi sorang-sorang. Aku pegang mic sambil garu-garu kepala je. Sampai ke sudah. Bengang uncle aku. Hehehehe..

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2) Aku tak suka minum plain water. Plain water buat tekak aku loya. But lately, I force myself to drink plain water. Coffee memang tak pernah tolak.

3) I did my major in Marketing. But I hate to do marketing-related stuffs especially meeting people. Aku sebenarnay pemalu. So tak sesuai lah.

Eh korang...! Are you all in Marketing now?

4) I used to love exercising, hiking and camping. I miss camping, but so lazy to exercise what more hiking. Tak hairan lah ukuran lilit makin bertambah.

Puncak Tahan, 1997 (kalau tak salah laaa)

5) I am very sensitive person. But I don’t cry easily in front of people. Tapi, cuba baca buku, e-mail, blog entry or just thinking about something sad (eventhough cuma imiginasi) – alone, I’ll cry buckets.

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6) I’m afraid of open water. When I was very young, my scariest dreams were dreams that involved open water like sungai, banjir, laut, tasik, etc. Bangun tido siap nangis lagi ;))).

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7) I can’t swim. I think it has something to do with fact no. 6. A friend *lambai kat Hire!* once tried to teach me when we went camping in empangan Semenyih. Failed. Sorry dude!
(Unrelated fact: Sekarang empangan semenyih dah berpagar. Takleh masuk dah).
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8) I never perm or color my hair. Dari dulu sampai sekarang, Cuma panjang pendek saja bezanya. People say I have boring hair style. Lantak ah.

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9) I am very forgetful or rather have short memory. This irritates the hell out of me. It makes me like a dungu sometimes.
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10) I used to have this out-of-body experience (OOBE) .It started with my wish of wanting to have special power. It was very weird. It started when I was in Form 5 and lasted till I was in first year in PPP. Memula beberapa bulan sekali, makin lama makin kronik sampaikan beberapa kali sehari. I thought I was crazy. My friend thought I was scary (I told one of my friends that I saw him minum arak during me terbang-terbang at nite. I described the place. He felt off the chair and run out of the class. He believes in all my stories ever since). When I was in PPP I started to search for the answer. I even had a session with a psychology professor (Dr. Menon ke nama dia? Tak ingat). The more I know, the less frequent it happened. It has stopped now. I don’t want it to happen again. This always reminds me to be careful of what I wish for. I don’t wish to have special power anymore. I want to be normal. Maybe I blog about it one day huh?
(Read this one also eh...)

10 most deserving recipients and describe them:

10 orang? Uuuiii ramainya. Yang baca blog ni pun tak sampai 10 orang agaknya. Tapi yang namanya tertera, aku describe sikit-sikit je yek. Silalah jgn malu-malu buat tag ni – kalau belum buat lagi la. :

1) Maya – A tough lady. Tahu la serba sedikit sejarahnya. Alhamdullillah, nampaknya dia sangat berbahagia sekarang.

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2) Wani – One of my closest friends. I’ve described her in one of my earliest entries. ..

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3) Momamia – Suka betul baca blog dia ni. Sangat selamba entry nya. Rasa-rasanya dia ni mesti kelakar orangnya.
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4) NiN – Dah lama tak update blog dia ni. Tag ini boleh la jadi alasan untuk dia update blog.

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5) Azrul – Kami sama-sama di PPP. Tapi masa tu tak kenal sangat. Dah berblogging i baru ada tegur menegur dalam comment box. He is very sincere in his entries.

6) Nadiah – She is my 13-year old niece. Berfikiran matang. I am proud of you dear.

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7) Kay – I like the way she writes. She has this skill of summarizing many stories in one entry and still very interesting to read. Skill yang tu aku tarak.

8) Aishah – We communicate more now through blogging. Kat PPP dulu tak banyak pulak communication. Very lady-like and down-to-earth lady.

9) Konot – Konot sempoi. Kenal kat PPP jugak. Macam Aishah, baru sekaraang Konot & I ‘talk’ more. Seronok baca blog dia yang sangat ‘hidup’.

10) Diana – I do not know her personally. Tapi aku nasihatkan korang baca blog dia. Pi la baca. Tunggu apa lagi?

Thank you for the award, Amy. Love you… muah!

Car Seat A.iman

Dah beberapa bulan aku ngan Che Man rancang nak belikan si A.iman car seat yang baru. Yang ada tu dah kecik untuk dia. Sian pulak tengok dia terkepit dalam car seat dia. Tapi good car seat expensive oooo. Check purse tengok… ok….. tangguh lagi.

So bila Pn. Coklat nak jual car seat si comel Afif, aku e-mail blog entry kat Che Man. Dapat green light terus contact Coklat.

Logistik was a bit problem at first. Timing tak berapa kena. Aku suh Che Man je jumpa dia orang, tapi laki aku ni penyegan (iyooo lah!). Last-last Cok & Yeop drove to Shah Alam tunggu depan opis aku. Alahai… kena pulak datang dari jauh. Tapi takpe kan Cok, at least leh le jejalan kat Shah Alam hujung minggu sambil buat customer service… lalalalala

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Hantar message guna telepati power malam tu.

Maka baju sama keler!

Dah jumpa blogger tersohor cam Cok, kena la ambik gambar kan? Genit je rupanya si Cok ni. Afif pun ada, tapi budak bertuah ni pemalu. Yeop pun ada. Cok… laki kau tak photogenik…. Dia lebih enchem in real life la… * lariksssssssss*
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Ok.. ok..datang balik…. Sebab citer belum habis lagi.

I love the car seat. Aiman pun excited. Warna nya sangat sesuai dengan kusyen aku yang kelabu tahi anjing and exterior keta aku yang merah.

Ipar aku tanya : “Elok sangat lagi conditionnya. Naper tak disimpan untuk anak-anak yang akan datang ?”. Tu kakak ipar aku tanya okey….. bukan aku. Sumpah.

Balik kampung Che Man kuarkan sebab nak adjust. Adik aku tetiba cakap “Kusi baru ke?”Aku jawab la second hand. Baru beli tadi. Pastu dia cakap “Macam car seat yang Pn. Coklat nak jual tu !" ------> Adik aku pun baca blog kau rupanya.

Kannnn….. aku dah cakappppppp. Kau memang blogger tersohor Coklat. Betuah Yeop - tetiba!

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"Amacam Afif? Nyesal ke jual?"

Moga ada Hikmah

It started with a problem that leads to many other problems.

There was supposed to be a discussion to sort those problems – if not to solve them.
But some people refused to discuss – they are beyond that stage.
The failed discussion leads to arguments – ugly ones.
Arguments built tension – became more intense as hours passed.
Tension created eruption – rarely seen.

There were people scolding, shouting, pushing and punching.
There were knifes.
There were policemen.
There were people crying.
There were neighbours looking.

At the end
A father disowned his only son.
A mother’s heart broke into million pieces.
A daughter hoping for ‘hikmah’.

It was a terrible weekend.

How was yours?

Padan Muko Den

Den kono UTI.

Padan muko den. Sari sobolum tu den poso. Takdo la minum na air do. Peh tu malam minum 2 cawan kupi, 1 cawan air putih (nak minum ubek nyor pasal). Sahur pagi sok tu 2 cawan teh-O.

Next day poie kojo kono pakai baju customer service jonih kono masuk dalam suar. Maleh la nak poie koncing. Leceh. Poie sekali jo la. Peh tu tahan sampai malam kul 9.30mlm.

Padan muko den.

Yo la. Boto dah tu apo korang cakap kat FB. Den pun minum barli and jus cranberry. Sok eh kurang sakit, tapi totap ado slight discomfort.

Den poie jumpo doctor.

Antibiotik, takpo. Ubek laweh koncing pun den tolan yo (uuuu mang aiiii! Ghaso eh bapak la tak sodap). Tapi yang payah na ni, bilo tuan doctor cakap:

“You know the 1.5-liter-bottled water? You have to drink 4 bottles, for few days…”

*mataku terbuntang*

Kekawan yang budiman. Sekarang sudah pukul 1.00 potang. Air mineral 500 ml tu sotongah pun lum habeh.

Habeh camno?


* Tak dapek la den poso 3 hari ni.

No. 77, J.alan M.ak Y.ong

Last weekend went to visit the still-in-progress house.

When we reached the gate, I saw No. 65 at the gate.

I quickly told Che Man it’s a wrong house. Ours should be no. 77. Che Man cakap 77 tu nombor lot, bukan nombor rumah. Dah betul lah rumah tu.. bla….bla….bla…bla. Aku setuju je la. Tak baik lawan cakap laki.

Aku sebenarnya sikit kecewa la kan. Aku suka benar dengan nombor tujuh. Apa lagi kalau di-double-kan. Takde rezeki nampaknya.

We spent quite sometimes there with 2 apeks from renovation company who happened to be around the area when we just arrived. Let’s call them renovation-apeks from now on. We entered the house through unlock kitchen door. The house is actually 99% completed. Alhamdulillah. According to the renovation-apeks, during their last check with developer, we all boleh dapat kunci in August instead of December this year. Wahhh.. excited kita orang. Terus confirm buat grill dengan renovation-apeks tu. Tanya costing if we want to do this & that. Simply la. Bukan nak buat sangat pun, sajer buang masa renovation-apeks tu.

Aku ambil kesempatan snap-snap gambar bagai.

Pas tu I saw 2 cars comings. Oh, jiran sebelah rupanya. Since their house is locked, they asked permission to enter ours. Terjadilah sesi berkenalan dengan jiran. Kunci lum dapat, tapi dah kenal jiran – a young Malay couple with a baby. They all pun confirm nak buat grill dengan renovation-apeks tu. Tengah dok pusing-pusing dalam rumah, ada satu mamat (mungkin mamat Mynmar) datang. Marah nampaknya pasal kita masuk dalam rumah. We all explained that the door was unlock. Ignored him for while then chow. Bengang giler mamat tu.

After few days, I still kept thinking about no. 77. So I took out my file and looked for the area plan and offer letter.

Jeng !

Jeng!

Jeng!

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.There IS No. 77. The same row with No. 65. Only in a different block. There was this one road that had caused the whole confusion. Bagus. Salah kan jalan tu. Tak baik salah kan diri sendiri. We also realized, there is no such thing as ‘No.77-is-a-lot-number’ coz the lot number is five-digit number.

Dah siap masuk rumah, complained sana sini, ambik gambar bagai nak rak, plan dengan renovation-apeks, berkenalan dengan jiran, kena marah dengan budak Mynamar – rerupanya kita orang salah rumah!

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Jiran-tak-jadi