Sharing is Caring

I am so delighted today as my darling SIL has given birth to their first child. A gorgeous baby boy . Pics later as we are going to visit them this evening in KPJ Seremban.

So I felt like sharing today. I want to share this beauty tips with U peeps (chehh macamlah aku Ratu Uniberse plak la kan)

During my confinement period years back, I spent my time on the telly like 24/7 kot. As I got the priviledged of having an ortodox Mak Kandung and Mak Mertua, I was not allowed to do any work during that time, ahhh bliss. But kalau nak ikutkan, I wasnt allowed to even watching tv lelama becoz it would make my eyes rabun. I was not supposed to read as well!!!

Meroyan la Kak Pora lagu ni. What was I supposed to do ?? Berjacuzzi ? Bergossip ? What? So setelah berbakol punya pujuk rayu , Mom pun menyampah , so she let me watched tv for as long as I wanted to , provided that I do and eat ANYTHING she asked me to. Kijam kan Mak aku??Alhamdullilah lah I ni anak kandung dia, kalau anak tiri ? tataulah apa nasib diriku.

Among the tv programmes that I watched and I would never had the time or oppurtunity to watch otherwise, was Martha Tilaar eh salah, Martha Stewart talk show.

Best gak eh programme makcik ni.

She gave this tip on how she keeps her face supple and smooth. Kalau tengok memang lah pun , she look young despite her age..but arrr I tatau la plak how old is she. But I think she is not that young anymore otherwise awat la dia bagi petua untuk kelihatan muda kan, if she is like 24??

So this is her beauty regime which I trrrried to abide despite hujan panas salji mahupun taufan Katrina. But sadly, selalu I gagal, if not well comfom muka I jelita gaban punya kan.

How to clean your face every nite.

1. Apply baby oil all over your face. (she used Johnson & Johnson, so ikut jelah

jgn nak tanya I plak if u all nak guna minyak telon )

2. Take a face towel , wet it with warm water and clean your face gently, and try

to gently scrub all oil residue as it will goes off easily with all dirts on your

face. (untuk hasil yg lebih cemerlang, guna towel putih, so that u can see

berapa kilo daki bertepek kat muka u all)

3. Then wash your face with your facial cleanser

4. Use warm water to rinse

5. Wash your face with normal tap water or if U rajin , use cold water.

Voilaa .U will definately get an instant result of a clean and fresh face. And who said beauty is expensive? (except that if U want it to be that way)

Kalau tak rasa cemtu, then errr tenyeh ar muka u all ngan kertas pasir plak.

Hanya di radio

Some years ago, I needed a radio to study.Wajib. So Bapak pun kena lah belikan radio casette yang kecik dengan harapan anaknya mendapat keputusan cemerlang dalam peperiksaan dan boleh menjadi Professor Gigi macam Cik Kiah tu ha, sejuk perut Mak dia. (well he had too high expectation of me sapa suruh) He even said he don't mind if we all jadi Gadis-gadis terlebih umur if we have an academic title kat depan nama we all like Cik Kiah.

But, Allah maha mengetahui, belum sempat convo anak bapak dah kawin. Dah nak sampai seru nak buat cemana gak. Tu pun ada orang nak, kot aku rejek, dah la tak jadi profesor , tak kawin2 . Alangkan aku kawin pun meroyan kronik dan sentiasa membuat jiwa laki ku kacau, jika aku tak kawin, cuba lah estimate berapa ramai lagi jiwa kacau disebabkan aku?? Jawab jawab.At least ada gak title Puan kat depan okay whatt??.

Eh melalut seperti biasa. (jangkit drp CP Kamil lah ni)

Kenapa I memerlukan radio kalau nak study? Ohw so the gedik kan. But I jenis study tengah malam, so secara teori banyaklah makhluk2 asing yang berlainan jenis dengan kita manusia ni berkeliaran. Pastu pulak anjing Uncle Teoh (arwah dah, bukan anjing nye saja, Uncle Teoh tu pun sama gak, dah undergounddah. kesian, mati kena bunuh ngan kekasih bininya. opss sempat lagi gossip. Akan dipanjangkan cerita autobiography uncle Teoh ni sekiranya ada permintaan ye puan-puan)

Mana tadi ? Owww Anjing. Ya anjing itu adalah radar pengesan hantu yang efficient. Hobi la pulak dia menyalak2 ala2 werewolf di tengah malam, buat citer New Moon ke apa tah.

So radio lah peneman dan pengubat duka lara. And masa tu non-ado lah stesen2 radio swasta yang DJ tahap femes amous. Sumernyer seperti meneka dalam kesamaran. Kot dengaq suara sedap tu imagine lah muka hensem , ala 2 lagu head wind tu "hanya di radio ku mendengar suaramu" . Mana ada DJ2 muda mudi sangat. We have to settle with the not that young DJ , only young at heart lah kot , i.e the former Ms Malaysia itu and the rest of her cohort lah.

But when it comes to Patrick Teoh, nahaiiii.Impian berkecai. Betullah teory yang suara yg sedap tidak menjamin rupa paras pemiliknya menawan and the other way around, contoh terdekat The Angkasawan.

At that time yang paling feberet among my friends adalah Radio 4, especially rancangan 'Yours for the Asking" iaitu rancangan menujukan lagu kepada orang. Sooooo 80's no. Mana ada sms, chat tvlah apa bala kan. Telepon pun kena kunci ngan bapak. Dah lah sekolah conbent, jarang2 melihat male species. Jadinya, itulah saja medan yang ada untuk meluahkan perasaan kan Edelweiss???

Gembira gilerr Kak Pora bila request Kak Pora dibacakan oleh DJ yang I tak kenal pun sapa. Eventhough sering dipermainkan olehnya, contohnya when I asked for lagu Cherish from Madonna (well Madonna was sooooooo IN during my time , "U know coz we are living in the material world and I 'm a material girl...waaa sooo the very. Everybody would have a set of gelang besi ala2 aci Parameswary tu and try so hard to look as kinky as possible) DJ tu bagi I lagu Cherish by Rockwell (wei tu zaman Bapak dan Emak la dey) or once I asked for Michael Bolton dibantainya bagi Micahel Jackson, suka2 hati dia ajerr le kan memperkotak katikkan permintaan I yang suci ni. Tetapi I tetap happy.

But mind u, the similar programme in the Melayu Radio was a total freakish. Kuar air mata darah okay kalau dengar dedication Mat Bunga kat awek, sooo la URTV and Majalah Mangga.

There was one slot which was aired in Radio Melayu milik siapa lagi RTM lah (a place where all the DJ were kertu2 like Rehat Tunggu Mat*). Kalau tak salah I berjudul (hekeleh ancient gila perkataan itu kan? dan sangat sakai) "PENGEMBARA" and it was tengah malam. I like it becoz it was an interactive programme where caller would call and cerita pasal pengalaman mereka berjalan2 , bercuti or mengembara obersea. See , kecik2 lagi I dah tanam minat nak berjalan jer , so sebab tu cita2 I tak kisah nak jadi apa pun, asalkan kerja yang memampukan I beli tiket airline yang selalu buat promosi dah la, so not ambitious u may think, but who knows I might end up ada Airline I sendiri nanti haaaaa.

One night, ada caller ni citer that dia dah trauma nak vacation ke mana2 because during his vacation with his family kat mana tah, they met an accident, and all his family members were killed. So the DJ tu tanya, adakah awak sorang je yang terselamat? Jeng jeng jeng he said. Saya pun terbunuh sekali ..and the line was cut off. Haa saspen ke tak idup?? Dah masa tu pukul 12 tgh malam. Dj tu pun dah tak ambik dah call, teruss main lagu jerr . Koma agaknye bercakap ngan hantu. I pun after that vacation gak lah from listening to that particular slot.

After Uni, serious tak pernah lagi dengar radio malam2. Nak buat apa pun. Astro tu pun I rasa I beli buat kebajikan je kat Ananda Krishnan, tak sempat2 nak tengok, ni pulaklah radio kan.Malam2 sebelum tido wajib pulak dengar dengkur orang sebelah yang serupa enjin motorbot tu, udah berlaki macam tu la Esah, syukurilah hidup ko yang sunyi sepi dan aman damai di bilik tido as long as u can.

Recently, I terrrrrr switch on the radio while driving quite late. Orang sebelah sedang start 'motorbot' dia. So gabungan bunyi motorbot dan suasana yang sunyi sepi di Hi Way adalah tidak akan menghasilkan sesuatu yang enak kan, baik dengar radio.

And kah kah kah. Masih ada lagi that type of dedication thingy ala Mat Bunga. It was Jamal Jamlauddin's slot and if I was not mistaken , judulnya (chehh) "Cetusan hati dan dedikasi" (hafal okay nak ngumpat punya pasal).

And u know what, still kuar contoh ayat air mata darah seperti

"Sayang, abang sangat sayanggg pada sayang, sabarlah menunggu hari kita diijabkabulkan" dari Laskar Udara Mohd Amin, Pulau Pinang.

AND

"Abang, I love u so much, maafkan Lina kerana sangsi pada cinta abng " dari Lina Larkin Johor

AND

"Bi (baby? bobbi? what??) ketahuilah , cinta abang hanya padamu sorang. Semoga Bi sabar menanti kepulangan abng"

Tidak cukup lagi? Sudah comatose??

Ambik lagi ni

"Alin, kenapa Alin sanggup buat Syam begini?? Syam talipon pun Alin tak jawab, Syam sedar semua kesalahan Syam, Syam mintak maaf, Syam janji tak buat lagi , Maafkanlah Syam sayang?;

*Of course nama dan tempat adalah rekaan I semata, takder kerja aku nak hafal nama sekor2, yang penting plot nyer okay.

BOLEHHH??? U all bayangkanlah dialog itu dengan suara Jamal Jamaludin tu yang ala2 Pak Cik Mat Tempe bercinta lagi tu, ewwww romantik lemau , bucuk bacin okay. Geli geli geli.

Soalannya budak2 ni dok planet mana nih?? Tidakkah kome cukup kredit telepon? Tidakkah korang mengenali FB? Twitter? Email??

Ke tu semua surat2 yang 20 tahun punya , DJ tu beli timbang kati drp RTM sebab nak juga rancangan beliau sendiri walaupun beliau tidak fofular?? Tah2 derang tu semua dah beranak pinak dah.

Jangan tak tau , sebagai promosi, mereka telah mempergunakan FAIZAL TAHIR untuk mengiklankan rancangan tersebut. Begini bunyi iklannya :-

"Hi saya Faizal Tahir. Saya suka mendengar rancangan Cetusan hati dan Dedikasi bersama Jamal Jamaludin. Walaupun saya ni ROCK, tapi jiwa saya ni sebenarnya sensitive, saya layan juga lagu2 jiwang ni"

Macam tulah lebih kurang. Apakah harapan Jamal Jamaludin sebenarnya? Mengharapkan semua peminat FT juga turut meminati rancangan beliau itu??

Hoh, dengar sini orang-orang kampung, even if U manage to get Eric Banna, or El Divo or even Hugh Jakeman (-sigh-) to promote your so call "Cetusan hati and Dedikasi "mu itu, tadak aku nak heran aihhh. Tak hengen I.

PADA MALAM MALU BERTANDANG

That nite, I promised my friend to have some business talk at her office. Since Kakak and Abang had their drama class that very night, so we planned to pick them up and have our makan some where nearby.

En Kanda was in his 'perangai huduh' mode yang aku tak ingat pasai apa dah , just the usual penyakit aneh dia bila lapar. Tantrum macam anak tapir.He is montrous when hungry.

Planned to cooked actually but gas habis so lagi la bertambah panjang moncong dia kan.

Since I was going to my friend's office, we drove there separately, where I fetched the kids and he went to get the gas. Tu lagi la satu episod drama Tamil Naidu. Normally we would just rang the guy up for delivery. But recently, ada pulak dealer lain yang hantar kan their sticker in our mailbox and we decided to try that one.

Unfortunately the budak said the delivery tak cover our area. Jadi apakah motif sengal yang mereka hantar the promotion sticker kat area situ tidaklah daku mengetahui. The usual dealer pulak telah memilih hari yang malang tersebut juga to have his motorbike pancit, lebih menambahkan lagi sentimeter muncung laki I tuh, boleh simpul buat bow tie la kira.

So I fetched the kids and drove around to choose our makan place. Dah la kematu otak I kat situ , abang wanted Thai food and Kakak said she was craving for mee goreng isyyyyy . Suddenly tadaaa, saw this new restaurant with quite an impressive crowd of clienteles. A day before , I noticed that they were finishing their interior decor during my visit to the laundrette next door. Nampak like the ambience were cozy and nice.

The kids pun enthusiatic tengok ada new cool place in town .From afar I saw one of En Kanda's boss tengah melahap.

Dengan gelojohnya texted En Kanda notified him our choice of location and the person I saw.

Lepas tu, dengan penuh kedivaan seperti Jennifer Garner (of courselah sebab bawak anak kiri kanan okay takkan lah macam Lady Ga Ga) I walked inside, can't help but felt a little bit uncomfortable noticing that all eyes were on us. Tapi idaklah I perasan cun , jangan lah ditohmah diriku ini. I was just curious la, mula la rasa serba tak kena. Adakah seluaq koyak? Or tudung terbalik or what? What? Why you people are staring at me?? Mistaken me for Rozita Che Wan?? Owhhh silalah beli ubat titik mata Permata Hijrah untuk merawat mata anda.

A lady whom was holding a file in her hand, smiled and approached our table. But her face was rather puzzled. Another man joined later. He then asked," "Puan ni guest ke??" My first thought was, of course I am. Yes, customer might be referred to as guest in some industry , so I think so.

The woman then just asked, " Dari mana ye?" So I was like, dari mana means ko nak tanya rumah aku kat mana ke apa nih?? Since when nak makan kat restaurant kena bagi alamat lengkap nih?? Atau adakah mereka hanya ingin membuat gesture yang friendly untuk greet customer. Tapi perlukah tanya dari mana aku datang ???

Tanpa rasa bersalah, I jawab "Dari rumahlah, naper pulak?? Suddenly bila kala senses came knocking on my head , baru I seperti terperasan, naper semua 'guest' were formally dressed? Naper tak der pun yang pakai jeans seasoned and T-shirt antik dan heret croc palsu berjenama ASADI cam I??

Dan soalan kenapa sumer orang pandang aku seakan terjawab. Dan kenapa mereka ini dok sibuk nak tanya dari mana I datang bukanlah bermaksud mereka berminat untuk mengetahui asal usul I ataupun alamat rumah I. Serta yang mereka maksudkan dengan 'guest' bukanlah bermaksud mereka adalah bekas hotelier yang sudah terbiasa panggil customer sebagai guest ye.

Pastu dengan muka bersalah pompuan itu menerangkan yang they were not officially opened, and that nite they were having some sort of food testing party for invited guest only, camtulah lebih kurang.

Apa dia ingat aku tidak tahu? Of courselah aku dah agak tahu that I was not in the place that I should be. Adalah begitu besar keMALUan itew okay.

And she tried to meneutralkan mode aku supaya tidak bertukar menjadi spesis terancam dengan mengoffer kami makan apa saja menu yang ada , which was tak banyak.

Abisss ko ingat aku nak??? Thanks anyway kerana usaha murni mu itu, tapi aku dah cukup malu ni. Hatta nak escape from that place dengan catwalk depan 'guest2 ' tersebut pun I wished I can just "bling" and disappear. Tapi puas I bling bling mata I, I was still there.

Nak tak nak, blah la. Paling la indah sekali, I have to lalu depan En Kanda's boss yang dah sengih 2 kat aku. Tamporr sedas baru tau.

Lagi lagi indah Kakak yang mempunyai suara soprano itu telah mencuba test range suara emas dia kat situ jugak, punyalah kuat dia tanya "Why mommy? Kenapa kita tak jadi makan kat sini??"

Arghhhh budak ni karang aku sekeh juga kat sini, boleh ko tanya pelan sikit tak? Mak ko tengah mengkontrol macho ni okay. She even demanded hentak2 kaki for the answer . Eiiiiiii budak bertuah ni karang muka jadi lempeng baru ko tau.

Tanpa berpaling lagi, said thanks to the owner and terus blah pergi kedai lain. Dah pulak kerana malu yang teramat, I did not bother using the tangga kecik , (which is exactly depan meja Boss En Kanda tu okay, adakah aku gila nak lalu situ?) instead I terjun je from the side. But kat situlah pulak ada paip bomba and Kakak was having trouble nak terjun. And she jerit again, asking me to help her down.

Perrrrfect, aku kena lah patah balik kan. Cis cis cis.

In short , we settled at one kopitiam.

Abang narrated the whole story to En Kanda whom at last , gelak cem owang gila, yelah boleh lah pulak gelak sebab ko dah kenyang terbongkang kan. Cuba masa ko lapar.

He then thanked me for making his day. Kepala otak dia berjambul.

And lastly, mode moncong telah transferred to myself while he kept on laughing.

MONGOK.

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.