TEKANAN PERASAAN

Jelita kan wanita ini??? Ni lah Ibu Silvana, mak kepada Jovian Mundagie tu. I read somewhere that among her beauty secret is that she EATS serbuk emas. Emas 916 kau yang kita buat gelang tu ha.

Mak aihh patutlah kita tak lawa-lawa Tijah oiii, kita pakai ja emas tu buat gelang la, buat rantai mami la lip lap lip lap. Rupanya kena makan okay. Haruslah balik kita semua puan-puan pakat kikih barang kemas kita buat serbuk dan makanlah serbuk tersebut .

Dose tidak diberitakan di situ dan amaran contraindication juga tidak disebutkan. Takper ahh paling paling kalau terlebih dos kita hanya jadi golden girls, okay la tuh, jangan sampai jadi patung emas sudah. Sah2 laki menangis , bukan sebab sedih tetapi tangisan kegembiraan, pak cik buleh jadi kaya kerana isteri bertukar patung emas boleh jadi ibu duit okay.

Things that women do to look pretty adalah tidak munasabah to me although I am one.

Ohhhh and misi mengintai Dorothy Perkins di Subang Parade semalam adalah kurang berjaya dan digagalkan secara besar-besaran oleh En Kanda, again.

Setelah diwar-warkan oleh CP KAMIL bahawa DP sedang menawarkan 50%, daku telah menjadi separuh sasau kerana gagal menjejakkan kaki ke butik DP di Singapora minggu lepas, disebabkan kedengkian En Kanda jugak.Tergedik-gedik nak pergi Sentosa dan melimitkan RT I di Orchard. Bila dia dah menarik muka chom yang lagi tak comey daripada En Kamil punya, I terpaksa merasa takut, takut untuk derhaka kepada suami adalah ciri isteri solehah ya Kak Ji Esah.

Oleh itu semalam, jenuh I pikir strategi yang mantap untuk buat detour ke DP yang paling dekat. Imagine lah if ajak pi Mid Valley pukul 6 petang mungkin I makan penampaq lah pulak kan. Tetiba mentol menyala , yess, I pun dengan penuh kemiangan cuba mengumpan En Kanda ke Sari Ratu Subang Parade memandangkan dia berhantu makan nasi padang and he has been ajaking me for a few times already but I tak hengen kerana I tidak berapa berahi. Akan tetapi kerana DP aku sanggup tahan tekak makan sumer kuah2 kuning tu. Gatal pulak minum ngan es teller dah bergenuak perut I ewwwww.

Akan tetapi, En Kanda sudah pandai membaca taktik wanita (Eh Zhazrey, ko bagi short course ek kat laki aku?? lempang karang). Dia pulak yang saiko I balik.

He said I dah banyakkk sangat RT tahun ni so dia nak ajak I mental theraphy a.k.a patience theraphy pulak sempena menyambut tahun baru. Memantapkan iman katanya. Lagi la besar punya puaka dia dengan rela hati bawak I masuk dalam SP tu haa dan bawak I belek2 semua baju bajuan di DP, dan juga di Sisley dan juga South China Sea.

Lagi harem zadeh dia tarik I tengok pulak blouse2 purper karer yang I cintahi dan membuatkan aku nak koma dah kat situ waaaaaa. Pastu dia urut2 belakang I saying "Sabar sabar, nilah cara kita nak didik iman kita supaya tak menurut kehendak syaitan" pastu dia tambah lagi "Kalau rasa tak tahan sangat, telan air liur tu, banyak2 kali pun takper , tak rugi aihh"

Boleh tak macam tu.

Nasib baik I yang tak jadi syaitan dan meyekeh kepala dia di situ juga.

Ke sebenarnya dia yang PUAKA.?? Cissss.

A Sunday to Remember

We were supposed to have a snowy christmas this year....

Pirahhhh poyo nyer la pompuan ni buat statement . Tipah tertipu??? Takde maknernyer . We actually planned to bring the kids to Genting and bermain salju di Snow World, as to celebrate keterunaan my son after his sunat two weeks ago. But his sister kena chicken pox la pulak suddenly. So there goes our long weekend.

Just when I thought I would have had a lousy weekend, I got a called from Datin Mamasita Santarina, inviting for a small get together. Initially it was going to be a tete-a tete with Pi Bani, but then Datin called me saying that KAK TEH was going to be there with Shahieda from Cape Town yeayyy . I wouldnt missed it for the world.

The do was in Seoul Garden in 1 Utama, so I have to heret Kanda together coz I would have sesat sampai Kota Kinabalu la plak karang if I were to drive by myself.

En Kanda dok remind me that we should excused ourselves by 1 as our neighbour pun buat kenduri doa selamat which supposed to start after Zuhur sampai malam and it beats me why la he wanted to be there so early, as if dia kena tolong potong bawang pulak.

So mungkinkah I menjadi pemenangnya malam ni yang update dulu??? Mana tau kalau boleh menang motor kan , tepuk tepuk. So here are some of the pictures (sorry upside down la berterabur).

The ever so sweet Tireless Mom (cinoni betul la akak ni)

Sessi peluk memeluk


Taraaaaaa Pi Bani



Standing L to R : Edelweiss,Kak Teh, Zendra, Pi Bani, Shahieda
Sitting: DR, Puteri Kama, Zendra's daughter and Raden Galoh





We all lagi, dalam bentuk dan susunan yang lain plak

Seee I ada gambar ngan Kak Teh okay, koma la korang jeles ngan I hi hi hi

Sila jeles lagi okeh, berdarah jiwa

My dearest Mak Angkat (tudiaaa angkat diri sendiri la ) (by this time u all semua dah masuk ward kan sebab bengang)

My En Kanda with Dato' (Sakmongkol) Weh sampai tak mo balik punya borak

With Raden Galoh (Kak, mungkinkah kita berjiran atau bersaudara di kehidupan lalu????)


Punya happening lah it dragged until about 3. At first I tak brani nak usha En Kanda coz takut dia signal ajak balik.. sekali waaaaa punyalah feeling dia borak ngan Dato' Sak and Datin's brother Dr Tawfik, langsung dia lupa dia bawak bini...amboiii u escort I ka atau I hanyalah social escort u ni bangggg??

Datin as usual was a divine host, lovely and jovial, always made everybody feels at home. Just imagine if kita pergi rumah dia, mesti tak nak balik sehh.

I met Tireless Mom at last, setelah beramas mesra in blogsphere sahaja. Before this I selalu menggeletis with her sister Kay only. She is so sweet just like her picture and so la wangi, (kak , i love your perfume, apakah tajuknya perfume akak itew???)

Meeting Kak Teh , the celebrated Kak Teh for the first time, its like wowwww, I cant describe how happy I was, I mean, is there anyone yang tak kenal her???In the world of bloggers, its like meeting Oprah Winfrey cenggitu hah.And she asked first and foremost my Abah's condition. Touching okay. Kak Teh is such a lovely person . I enjoyed listening o her no better than I enjoy reding her writings.

And Pi Bani, I read her blog, admire her courage. Today I got to meet her and she was funny and lovely. I had always teringin to do things that she 's been doing. So noble and priceless.

Raden Galoh, yang chumels. All this while I 've been reading her blog, quietly, being her fan , adoring her courage. But too shy to leave any comment.The first person I think of after Abah was diagnosed with cancer.I made a mental note to ask Abah to read her blog. She is younger than she looks in her picture, so la chantekk nya. Rasa cam dah kenal lama sangat, ada chemistry gitu. Kak, akak pasti ke bukak akak ke jiran I masa kecik ? Mungkin kita pernah main kawin2 bersama tak? Kah kah kah

Zendra was there sekejap, tak sempat nak borak but En Kanda sempat gak berkenalan ngan her hubby.

And Puteri Kama, as sweet and witty as ever. I hope to listen to her lovely voice, bila la pulak. Mungkinkah kena organize event blogger's karaoke contest pulak selepas ini??? I chop nak jadi MC so I tak yah nyanyi he he he.

Shahieda of Cape Town, it was such a pleasure meeting her. She is so gorjeous and fun to be with. I 'm so jealous of her since she look a lot younger than my self but she is actually not and she even have a teen aged daughter.....I sensed that we have a lot of things in common and I am sure not going to keep you away dear ha ha ha

To sum up, it was a lovely lovely evening and I was extremely happy to meet them all at last.

Possibly impossible

Kalaulah saya menjadi Zizie, sudah pasti saya menjadi isteri paling mithali dan solehah kan, dapat payung emas bertatahkan berlian. Sebab saya pasti rela kalau Abang Bung (apakah nama manja yg sesuay???) nak spend more time with the first one, oh go ahead bang, I tak kisah, I sedar saper diri I, dah la I lukakan hati dia, apalah sangat setakat berkorban hari giliran tu nak dibandingkan dengan pengorbanan beliau* menangis sambil check belen ATM card*

Sempatlah lagi kan. But on serious note, of course lah kalau I dapat laki tak berapa kacak dan well tak berapa muda tetapi duit banyak gitew, I tak kisah kot kalau dia jarang balik, tak balik terus pun takpa asalkan maitenance tak lupa lah kan. Nak2 pulak ada head quarters gitu kan, apalah sangat kita yang dok kat branch company ni, of course boss jarang turun.

Well rasa macam impossible bila fikirkan Zizie yang putih melepak macam kulit telur tu in close encounter dengan Bang Bungnyer yang errrr hmmmm (whatever) but again ada ke yang impossible zaman sekarang?? Maybe money is the catalyst to make all the impossible menjadi possible kot...

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Blok A Tanah Abang

Another possibly impossible thing was my one day shopping trip to Jakarta with my girlfriends. Tiada bapak2 okay. Of course lah we all mendapat kritikan2 hebat daripada bapak2 yang kena tinggal tu, and ada juga yang mendapat "the great muka CHOM treatment" prior booking, but heck , ada saper yg kisah???? Ada yang kena start by menjadi miang2 kuching kepada laki secara tiba2 sehingga menimbulkan syak wasangka sang suami (walaupun sexsaited tetaplah jugak kan kalau namanya lelaki).

But at last semua ahli mendapat approval yang didambakan bersama ongkosnya jugaklah kan, setakat bagi consent apa barang nak beli bang oiii.As good as tak yah lah izinkan pun. Telan lah saja ayeq liuq.Apa nak kutuk kiterang kerja pun nak perabih duit laki ka?? Hello, kena lah laki bagi sumbangan sikit barulah menunjukkan consent tersebut diberikan unconditionally and sincerely.It proves that betapa solehahnya we all tau, walau tak bawak laki, duit laki tetap bawak, kiranya macam "walau kau tiada bersama , tapi dalam hati (dan poket) kau tetap ada"

Ohhh did I mentioned that it was a working day?? So all mamas adalah berlakon pi kerja to all the anak2 but today mama have to bring a big bag to work.Hmmmm and my kiddo buat muka kerut dahi as if terbau something seperti ikan lah.

Ada gak kot yang tak lena tidoq takut tak terbangun. As for me, sangat teruja as rasa macam nak pakai baju siap2 before went to bed that nite, sakai tak aku.
Pastu masing2 tak kasi laki hantaq pi airport , tabah tak we all?? Emilia dengan sweetnya telah sudi menjadikan keta beliau as our airport limo , and looking so demure at 4.30 in the morning (apa u makan pil kuda ka pa??)picked me last after Gegirl (nama sebenar tidak boleh didedahkan di atas sebab2 Akta Keselamatan Dalam Negeri), Lia Devega and her sister, whereas Syu was chauffered driven by saper nok?? Aku lupa lah sapa hantaq hang, sorry aku fokus pada kedai kain je pagi tuh.

Thought that we would be among the first in LCCT. Mimpilah. Parking almost full at 5 in the morning. Airport dibanjiri set2 slit eyes and yellow skin yang nak pi sector China , which selalunya suka buat flight awal2 pagi.

Believe it or not, me and Syu bawak empty luggage, over ke tak. Empty except for our change of luar dalam , that's all. But still masuk luggage gak. Sebab Syu kata tak Diva tolak beg kosong di tengah runaway, chehh.Masa nak angkat timbang tu terpaksa lah buat2 macam berat kan.Gegirl hanya bawak beg lembek (bolehkah dipanggil tote) MOSHINO, apakah?????? Dongeng tol pompuan ni. Lia's was beg mak dia pi haji , dengan harapan shopping beliau medapat keberkatan la tu...dan bakal pengantin pun bawak beg kecit jer.

Sebab cheapskate masing2 tak nak eat on board, we all decided to tapau Hot Rolls yg telah di introducekan oleh Myn , Lia's sister. Well the purpose of this shopping trip was actually (haruskah ada alasan???) membeli keperluan kawin budak Myn ni ha , so we all ni consider dayang dayang lah kan.

Disebabkan hot rolls itu , we all telah menjadi penumpang2 separuh akhir yang diannouncekan nama , lagi sekali cissss. But alhamdullilah we all tak gelenyar nak heret luggage kosong tu coz we had to practically jog - run to the aircraft wakakakak. Morning run @ runway ha hambekk kau. Because of that morning run, cita2 nak tido dalam flight berkecai di tengah jalan coz me & Syu dah segar bugar dah macam baru buat pilates ngan Jacky Chan.

Ohww and Encik Kanda dok trut trot since the moment we arrived kat airport, reminding of segala hal bla bla ...wei I'm a grown woman la not your anak.....tau pun ko risau bini tak balik eh, kalau dia yang pergi trip ngan kengkawan dia tu , asal I kol je ingat I nak sport check dia. Ada ke??? Salah ke I video call sebab windu??? (tak boleh ekk??? ohwww sorry)

When arrived at Cengkering @ Jakarta (awat la nama Cengkering, tu bukan nama penyakit ka yg boleh membuatkan badan kecut tu??) at approximately 8.00 a.m, local time, lucky us, the time difference telah menguntungkan masa by one hour. Tokey kedai pun belum bangun tido kami dah sampai ngeh ngeh.

When we arrived, Tanah Abang was just started to breath, kedai baru nak bukak, blisss, We all nak aim untuk harga pelaris , syarat orang baru bukak kedai , kan kena bagi laku jugak to first customer for gud luck.

But keterujaan telah ditabrak dan dirobek apabila kami telah dihonk dengan kwang ajaq nya oleh keta2 kat belakang yang marah bila abang supir menurunkan kami di DROP OFF ZONE. Aneh ke tak aneh , Masa depa belajaq English dulu, adakah depa tak sempat nak blajaq perkataan DROP OFF ZONE??? Cikgu mati kot bila sampai bab tu no. Tulah perangai manusia ni, bila kaya sikit, keta besaq sikit berlagak sombong bongkak. Everybody were pissed off. And a bunch of pissed off women are not good, a woman can do a lot of damage i.e to their husband's pocket when she gets pissed off, what more 6 pissed off women . So bukan salah we all kalau shopping sampai tak muat beg.It was unintentional bebeh. (Ok ke justification tu??)

Ok berbalik pada cerita sebenar. So we all started menyerbu at around 9.30 a.m kot and orang yang bawak beg paling kecik telah memulakan aktiviti perdagangan terlebih dahulu and with that I didnt know what to expect of her although she kept reminding me to close her eyes (boleh dak lagu tu?? aku yg kena tutup mata dia?? pejam la mata sendiri kan) upon seeing beautifool things , ya la sangat. Kot pun I tutup mata dia ngan tangan n my kaki also, serupa la dia tak boleh menepis dan menangkis disebabkan gejolak nafsu beliau yang ganas itew kan.

Pemandangan biasa di Tanah Abang

Beg yang lebih kurang sama ngan beg we all

Just imagine la we all bawak luggagge bag beroda yang boleh ditarik itu dalam Tanah Abang yang sesak dan cinoni gila lorongnya. But learned from experiences , biaq pilah orang nak gelak ka orang nak kutuk ka, as in chehh Paris Hilton pun tak macam tu bawak luggage pi shopping. Asalkan jari tak putus menjinjing plastik. And if nak tinggal barang at one place, takut plak tak jumpa balik kedai yang ditinggalkan tu, well otak aku ni tadak GPS ok, my sense of direction is failed, itulah kecacatan I . But it was a good one since we all can shopping dengan penuh kedivaan sambil menarik beg, nasib baik masih sedar diri dan tak pakai topi besar dan shades je lagi. Kalau tak comform orang muntah darah.

We stopped for lunch at 8th Floor only to membebel sebab food lambat sampai. Dah la orang masa terhad ni, panick attacked okay, bila sedar ada 3 jam saja lagi before kedai tutup and we had to rush to airport. Rasa nak telan ngan pinggan tu je. Although tak terasa lapar but we had to eat anyway takot pingsann la plak. Tapi Lia was the power ranger, although 5 months preggie, she was the toughest, buat marathon atas bawah. Whereas myself ketika tunjuk pada baju yang tergantung pada tokey kedai baru realized that my fore finger ketaq ha hahahah. Kurang gula okay. Sapa kata shopping buang masa???? Its equivalent to heavy exercise okay.

By 4.30 semua orang except ibu mengandung dah conclude shopping, physically. Sebab in mind masih mauuu lagi.Lepas tu Gegirl ngan Emilia buat ceritera lawak genre air mata, duit rupiah dah habis, nak tukar jauh. Sedih gila kan bila kita kat Tanah Abang tapi duit dah abiss. If that same thing happened kat Nanjing Street in Shanghai ka, New York Fashion Street ka or Prada Boutique in Paris ka, takder hal la kan.

Since masa begitu cemburu, haruslah bertolak ke bandara seawal 4.30 although flight pukul 8.20 because of Jakarta infamous traffic jam. pastu tak tau lah malaun mana tah ajar ilmu perdagangan kat Indon2 ni, 4.30 dah tutup kedai.Ibu mengandung tu kalau I tak gegar suh cepat , harus kena roger laki dia mai tarik dia balik. Emilia pun siap halau maklong juai kain tu keluaq kedai and she hopped in instead. What a sight....mengucap maklong tu. Gegirl lagi la tawaf macam tawaf haji. Just bakal pengantin je relax, apatah dia beli.We all yang stress. Try kain sampai 60 kali, siap ada mamat2 Indon snap gambar dia buat video , haram ke tak??? Lepas ni sila google you tube dan taip "awek malaysia -kain batik atau montot" sure buleh tengok wakakakaka.

Dalam Kijang

We arrived at Soekarno -Hatta just on time. Legaa and boleh menyimpulkan kesimpulan bahawa nothing's is impossible. What you need are strong will power, fizikal yang sihat and otak yang sedikit mereng dan gila-gila. Sedikit je lah kalau overdose adalah parah kalau takde langsung dah jadi skema la pulak.

I definately dont mind a rerun , so does every one , anybody else???

A MOMENT IN TIME...

What is the most terrible gift any one can get for his/her Birthday???

Just a few days before his 59th Birthday, My abah was diagnosed with Nasopharyngeal Carcinoma, a type of cancer in the back division of his nose.

He had suspected this somehow, after several episodes of nose bleed and buzzing sounds in his left ear that has been going on for years.

A biopsy tells all and a CT Scan confirmed it.

The earth collapsed on me, as it I had stopped breathing and had forgotten how to start again upon hearing it coming from the Doctor's lips. CANCER is the most dreaded word of all in my dictionary of ailments.Afterall, the doctor has chosen me between my brothers to spill it. As if I was the strongest one, although the truth is I was Abah most spoiled one. He was everything to me, I even had a notion that he must ,should be immortal. He must not felt terribly sick.He must be there for me always. He must not die.

Although sometimes I did, had put some thoughts of how my parents would one day fell ill, bed ridden, old and weak...I would brush off the images as quickly as I can. I want my Abah to be as happy as jovial as high sprited as loving as I ever, forever.

God, how would I react to see him on a hospital bed , weak and fragile? What would I do to this hero of mine at that time? while all this time, he was beside me when I was sick and stroke my hair and utter his sweet words... Can I do the same to him? His thick black hair would be thinned, his big build body will shrinked and and.........Ya Allah please give him strengh to go on and fight. After all he was always a fighter and he was the one who tought me that, never give up , as sucess is 99% inspritation and 1% perspiration.

There was a very big lump in my chest. I dont know how I did it, but my composure was in control, at times I pictured my self broke down and wailed , cried my self out. My body was shaken so hard upon stepping out from the doctor's room, approching a group of curious faces, my Abah of course, my mom and my two brothers. I fought back my tears and lead them to the Oncologist clinic. And I didnt have to say anything, its understood. When I said Doctor Hussin (ENT specialist) had referred him to an Oncologist, it was understood. And we held each other's hand and walked there, in silent. Dead silent. For the first time in my life I felt that my soul was empty. My head was empty. I refused to have any thoughts as if a single trace of it would hurt me badly.

He is quite head strong , my abah. He followed where ever we took him to, for treatment, but he had made his point, he wants a radiotheraphy and chemotheraphy as told by his doctor despite of our consoling words of trying to induce him in getting an alternative treatment since we are dead scared of the consequences and terrible side effects that would do to our beloved Abah.

He was quiet. And infact he had became more to himself lately, very quiet. I kew he is scared, and yess I am too, all of us do. How I wish I am able to at least take away his fear although what I wanted to do the most is take away his pain.And how I wish that this is all a bad dream.I would soon wake up and smile, thanking God that its was only a bad dream. But everytime, I felt the pain whenever I pinched my arm.

For him, other method or medications are only auxillary. Enough said. Apa nak kata he was from the ol school , when you are sick, you go and see a doctor and that's it. If u die, its your ajal.

Yesterday was the only time he was settled with idea of alternative medicine upon meeting Prof Dr Azimahtol Hawariah, a UKM researcher and a herbalist as she gave a go to conventional theraphy by the doctors and as to help reducing the side effect, she prescribed certain herbs preparation which according to her own years of reserach, would help kill the cancer cell and reduce the cruel effect of radiation, Insyallah.

So, this it is . He had made his decision, he would get his treatment in Universiti Malaya Specialist centre and as a complimentary, he would take healings herbs by Prof Hawariah. Thanks to dearest Kak Wan Shana , we learned that there is another radiation treatment called brachytherapy apart from chemotheraphy and Abah was so happy to know that.

Till then, we are having our fingers crossed and prayed so hard for him as only Allah is our salvation. No matter how superb the treatment that we can get for him, only He has the power to heal.

Happy Birthday my dearest Abah, my hero, my best friend. Really really pray that you have a many many many more happy return of the day.

Subhanallah Allahu Akhbar. Be tough , we will always be beside you and Allah will always look upon you.

Sampainya Hati Mak Bapak korang ek.........