The truth is.....

Definitely, the story didn't end here. It continues, repeats and will never end.

I was "touched" by the numerous questions about my previous entry. Sorry folks, I don't mean to be like a boy and a sheep tale but the intention is there and I'm still arraying the proper words and right step for that One Fine Day.

Mama even asked me to ask myself what is the type of woman I prefer, career woman or to be at home. The answer is both. Huhu! How should I explain?
i) I love my career as I can gain experience and update my knowledge day to day AND the most important thing is I have some $$$$ at the end of the month, that I can fulfill my passion for handbags, shirts, kids' clothes, etc. Oh my!
ii) If I were to be at home, I can focus on my children needs and they should be more managed. But I guarantee, just gimme 2 months at home and I'll surender, phewww! I will choose to work rather than staying at home.

But, IF..THEN..ELSE pseudocode doesn't work, I might jump to step 3... open my own business. Hah, what should I sell? What type of business?........can't announce yet.

Thinking twice, why should I wait for another 3 years to make it equal 10 years being in service here. 10 years... I might have an honor from mgmt. They should give me something in return of my loyalty for 10 years in service. Huh! in my dream. But if it is true...thank you.

Thinking thrice, working more than 5 years here, one would say that I should feel comfortable then. There's some good and bad angles. Lumrah!
Despite the mgmt attitude - let's minus that!-, amongst all, these are the list that might persuade myself:

a) Though there's stated time to start work, hey, there's still a flexible time for me. Maybe for me *wink*.

b) The pantry is just 10 steps forward from my workstation and untie is very kind to do coffee or milo for me even though I don't ask to.

c) Still have time to go back home, lunch date or shopping on Friday break hours.

d) STRATEGIC workplace location. My workstation is to the right of the second office entry and that's only for my pathway. Others have to go to the left. So I hope nobody bother me much. But there's some CNN who like to disturb me come in the wrong time . Sigh!

e) The season parking at office basement (sponsored by the company).

f) My immediate boss is so cool and he look likes my brother. Susah nak dapat boss macam ni rasanya.

Hope the lists are pleased enough to convince me and make me continue my career here until I open my "dream" business! Ya right!!!

Thanks folks for all the supports!

One fine day

One fine morning, in the boss's office:-

m: I affirm and certain to tell you that I'm resigning. I'll follow the procedure by giving 3 months notice. I'll distribute and handover all my errands to the right candidate during the period.

Quiet.

b: (looking pause). May I know whether this is the final decision? Why Roy? You have any other offer? Better offer?

m: To be frank, I don't get any offer and I don't look for any job. To be frank, I enjoy to have you and other staff as a company. It just that I don't enjoy working here.

b: Then, Roy will be a housewife? Looking for kids?

...shrugged and thought hard...

m: I want to be a writer! *&^ (hah?)

b: Ohh..you mean you want to be a freelance writer or a writer with a monthly pay?

m: (what a question?) Emm... may be both.

b: You said that you don't enjoy working here. Can you tell me is it because of the pay, the works or the mgmt or anything.....?

m: The mix of them may be. (FULL STOP, please dont ask further...anymore..gee)

b: Ok, if that's the case, I actually couldn't stop you. You've made the decision, but we must think that the grass here might not greenest but we don't even know whether the grass at the new place is greener.
I don't want you to go as I know you've been here for 7 years...

when suddenly I just remembered.......

m: Oh yes right! Exactly, today is my 7th anniversary working here.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ME!





I believe the story doesn't end here.
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Ammar&Aqil birthday 2008

Thanks to all friends and relatives who have come to merry our sons' birthday party celebration.

The first intention was to celebrate at McD or KFC but Mr A insisted to do at home. We only invited close relatives, neighbors and friends who by accident know about their birthday.

Thanks Ita and Hairul, for the early bird turned up and for lending the hand and rally round ;). Very appreciate it.

Sorry for any lacks in entertaining as I wish you all to make yourselves at home and hope you all enjoy the food.

The boys said thanks a million for coming to celebrate their birthday and for all the gifts.

This is the gifts from mommy:- chocs & books:

Oops!...I did it again!

I told you, I've reminded you many times but your stubbornness..ahh..ahh..I don't know what else to say!
I was on MC from Wednesday to Friday. As usual, need a good rest actually after completing tender but ended up doing "something else".
It's the boys exam week! That means, as usual, gegaq gempita as always:- reviewing, teaching, shouting. Oh God, please make them behave like when my husband is with them.
I've opted to have a good rest after the boys went to school on the afternoon but ending up to KLCC. Hey..this the only time that I'm available for shopping, ALONE . Oops!...I didi it again!

Walking up and down from north to south, 1st to 3rd floor, of course I got "something" that blew up my purse, UNPLANNED. Hey frens, the Levi's was on season clear stock and Hallmark blouse & skirt and Elle sporty skirt for Hannah got some price slashed down. I mustn't turn down the offer. The Levi's is worth buying as I am looking for that for such a long time after my last purchase on 1994 at Scottsdale Mall, AZ..huhu..but still fit on me. Phewitt!
Went home only after pleasing with the purchase.

On my way down to car park, I was in the lift with a very beautiful chick chinese lady and the other was a chinese male with a blonde dye hair. My eyes was on the lift door when I heard the man asked, "excuse me, the lift not going down to concourse area, right?", with American-like slang (ha!ha!). I, automatically, without looking at him first, replied, "nope, you have to take another lift to C level", tried to converse in AZ-like slang (ghah!ghah!), when suddenly I realized, opps, he PURPOSELY, I reckon, wanted to ask the lady. The lady just smiled at him and nodded, agreed with my statement. That must save her words, I guess. Kacau daun betul aku, he wanted to tackle that lady. LOL!

Felt my right heel and right lower bum mashed after reaching home. OMG! this is more than MC. Just took the very unsatisfied nap and woke up when I felt like to eat yong tau fu. Ergo, I was off to TM night market. The night market there is always happening. There even got like a Reject Shop. I would always love to go there but I seldom have time. I didn't realize how much time I had spent there till I heard the ringing from Ammar at home.
"Mommy, cepat la balik, nak buat ulangkaji ni, dah pukul 9 lebih, makan pun belum lagi".
"OK, mommy on the way". Prentending! huh!

God knows what I did today

The clock showed 3 am. After making sure Little H was sound asleep, I went downstairs to search any cookies or whatever food that could feed my tummy. Of course, some Eid biscuit still on the table. Stirred and sipped some milk to give back the energy. Oh God, it's so sick but I firmed to fast tomorrow. Haven't started my Syawal sunat yet. Went back to bed and only woke up when the sunshine was about to smile at me. Ahh, please, not gonna missed my Fajr prayer. Fortunately, I made it.

Afternoon - Ahh I felt so terrible inside, sakitnya Tuhan yg tahu. I prayed for God to make my way easy and can go through it for the day but ..ahh..aku tewas! WITH MY REALIZATION, I stepped to the pantry and God knows what I did.

Hungry like a wolf

I was “too focusing” on the works today that I don’t realize the time showed 1:30 at noon. Oh no! had passed my lunch time. Where’s everybody? Why they didn’t care to ask me to go out for lunch?! Ohh..I’m the rose among the thorns today! That’s answered!

Hurriedly put all the “valuable” things from my handbag into the drawer. Just grabbed purse and handphone. Go down and walked to SC. Scaled up the stairs, I bumped into ex-officemate on the reverse lane. “Hey Roy, bila nak buat open house” Walking hurriedly and without stopping, I shouted, “tungguuuuuuu, will inform..” (but will I conduct the open house this year maa?). Just words of “persuasion” to him might be. Huhh!

Entering the lobby of SC, huh what is this..Aussino Sale on the go! I was not acknowledged about this. The salesgirl said they have rented the lobby for sale for quite some time and the offer gonna end this 21/10. She said most of the things have been sold. Beautiful things must have been taken then! Aaa..How come I don’t know. Peek, peep, glance..that’s some that I admired. Wait hah, going to 2nd floor first for food. Reaching 2nd floor, ahh just remembered that I brought the purse without money in it. I recalled during distributing the things into the drawer, I put the envelope that contains money into the drawer. I, so, like waggle a stick in the hole, got RM2 and it’s enough for 8 pieces of cokodok and 2 pieces of cucur udang. Huwaa! Such a good lunch isn't it? :(

Run down to Aussino sale, there’s one quilt cover that catched my eyes. Promised to myself to come back this evening to get that. Hoya!

Aidilfitri 2008

Happy Eid Mubarak 2008

Salam,

I guess it's not too late to wish all the viewers Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir & Batin. Raya was OK and fun enough. Our theme this year is lavender.
Ramadhan, as well, was OK and peaceful for the whole family. Alhamdulillah Ammar had fully fasting throughout the month whereas Aqil missed just for the first day due to not feeling well. Due to that, they got the rewards from abah. Huh, we can't always teach children to give reward if they successful done that for certain occasion. They have to do it sincerely though. Yeap, maybe for this year. But, not to deny, I can see that they did it in sincerely way. Alhamdulillah!

Heartrending

It's been a long time since I last published what I felt.

How should I start for this entry.

... should I let others know...

I feel heartrending.

Sad, sayu, syahdu but not syahdu di pagi raya OK.

How would one do when she is sad?
Tears running, feel gloomy, can't eat (of course I can't, I'm fasting, it's Ramadhan).
I don't like to be in sad situation even though I am attached to it. I'd pretend that I'm not sad. But can I hide that to myself? I can veil to others but not to myself.
I hate being sad. It's awful. It's horrible. My mood will be down.
But one thing I remember, a phrase or an advise from the wonderful Prof Muhaya during my last visit to her at PCSC. She said that we must remember that everytime we feel sad, be patient... and a reward from Almighty we get.

sad...patient...pahala
sad...patient...pahala

So simple yet it takes a strength to do that.

There's so easy to get a reward from Allah indeed. Patient is the most strong point.
Thanks Prof for giving me the motivation and making me remember always to what I should do when I sad.
By meeting her, I have one knowledge already... that I should have known long before but people like me always forget.

I remember her phrase till today.
Whatever happen in our life time, there's a hikmah lies inside. I believe!
Don't bother about what others gonna utter about and stare on you.


...and tears running on and on...

Be serene always my dear mommy, my big A son would say that to me, I know.

Spread the Award

Thanks Hez for the award. I just knew it this morning when I opened my blogsite. it's been for "ages" since the last time I came to my site. Times really kill me, don't they?

To viewers and my dear friends who read this, please care to spread the award and do it at your own pleasure.

It's been quite interestingm moments to share for the past one month. Good story, sad story, touch story... too many and too much that touch my heart. Too many that I want to do, too much that I want to achieve. What is my priority? That the question that I should ask to myself.

God, make my heart firm and let me set what I really want with the redha of you. Please accept my prayer and grant my du'a for I'll always pray my heart won't easily forget you even though in 1 second.

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I believe this phrase is synonym with all of us especially me.
I would add that sacrification does pay when we don't grumble too much during our "pain" days. I'm not perfect either and admit that I did some gripe and grouse during those days though. But, along the way, to whom we should go back and rely? To the Almighty of course. Thanks God for making my mind and heart calm and committed.

Thanks to the pain that taught me much meaningful life to head for quality days. And most af all, thanks to the Almighty.

O Lord, grant us the syukran heart and don't make us easily forget the things that we have to remember most.

Pause... to contemplate

Al Fatihah to Ammar's friend (classmate and futsal mate), Raja Khalish aka Kellish, who passed away yesterday evening due to accident. Semoga Allah merahmatimu dan ditempatkan bersama-sama dengan orang-orang yang beriman. Tempatmu di syurga, insyaAllah. Amin.

I'm so touched with the incident and how he died. Still feel nervous, shock and sad till this time.
Only abah, Ammar and Aqil went to hospital last night. They described to me how he looked like. Ya Allah, jauhkan kami dari mala petaka itu. We three (me, Ammar and Aqil) hardly slept last night. I asked them to recite Surah Al Fatihah many times.

To Kim and wife, be strong and please remember, Allah has taken away him from you because He loves him and this must be for the best reasons.

Al-Fatihah.

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Reminiscences...memoirs...

I was clearing up the things in some boxes under the bed to make spick and span (perhaps perhaps perhaps) when I hit upon my 1993 diary. Covered with Sparky (ASU mascot), bought it at ASU bookstore. Went through page by page while trying to recall the episodes. Haha.
● my first rental apt was Stanley Place
● bought the mountain bike (new)
● lost the mountain bike
● bought another one (second hand)
● riding bike to Mervyn's ..shopped my first Guess watch there

... etcetera and etcetera

Still remember, this time should be a summer time there. Very hot but not humid. The wind was blowing. Hot but no sweat. Had still to cover ears in the morning when going outside.
Friends said no need to boil egg during Summer at Phoenix, Arizona. Just put outside for 5 minutes, take it and can see it's already cooked. Taaraa..can eat already. But I never try..tee hee. Can pluck, but not play, the oranges from the balcony of my apt. But oucchhh , so sour. Can make marmalade haaa... Hmmph, why never came to my mind to do the recipe?

During summer, it was obvious that our skin would get darker especially the part that we hadn't covered, such as hands and face. And there's always a stripe skin color at my right hand with a watch shape, haha. Don't worry, come winter, the darker part will become fair or back to our normal skin color. Winter at central Arizona is very nice. People from snowing place would love to come here during the season. To play snow, just 2 hours drive to northen Arizona and add up another one and the half drive to reach Grand Canyon. To go to cowboy town, go down to southern Arizona, about 3 hours drive. High Chaparral, the cowboy drama series were done there.

And what's more, since not so many Malay in ASU, I felt so bored during Summer holiday. Thus, bought a ticket and flied to Pennsylvania, about 2-3 hrs journey, meeting a good friend there. We then headed to NY by train. Statue of Liberty was the first target. Climbed up to the top of its crown with the hope of viewing NY from above, nevertherless..hahahahha..Mc, still remember? Just a small window for the size of our face...peek a while...hurry, hurry, hot somemore, people behind's turn, then going down. A waste of time! But that was 15 yrs ago. How's now?

Not to forget, World Trade Center (WTC). Now, it's history... was bombeb on Sept 2001. I do have the picture of WTC with me.. photographed in front of the entrance and also the transaction slip when I did ATM transaction there. Keep it soundly in my album :)

Gosh..it has been 13 yrs since I left Phoenix. But I just feel like 5 or 6 years ago.
Like I just was giving birth to my first child a yr ago, but tara, he's already 9. And feel like just got married yesterday. Aikk..how come giving birth first before marrying. Nonsense, gibberish thinking.. tee hee.
But I don't feel like I was born yesterday or last month. I admit I'm in my thirties now ;)

Frankly, my reminiscences in high school are strong and be keen on to memorize the activity/happening and events there rather than other places. Maybe because I was 5 yrs there compare to my college and university times.
There's so many memories in high school that I couldn't disregard and keep retaining. How we ran away from our warden, hiding under study table and some get in the locker and some might hide in the toilet for not going to night prep. The best part, tee hee, there's a person to admire and be admired. Couldn't start studying without even a glimpse of a secret admirer. Be in love and clashed and be in love with another person. Opsss..not me ok. But that is a tradition or can we say a practice in boarding or high school?... infatuation! Puppy Love! (why not Monkey Love?)

To my ... , to name so manyyyy:
SKTT Arau (primary school), MRSM BP (boarding school), MARA College of Higher Education Seremban (Intensive English Course), Mara Community College Kuantan (American Associate Degree Program), ASU and all that I declared friends (colleagues, ex-colleagues, neighbors, etc)
thanks for being my friends and thanks for still keeping in touch.

So much to narrate indeed, but blab and tattle are not advised to hahh.......
let me keep to myself some.....so long

Rush home part II

It was about 6.00 pm last Monday. I was about to take my wudhu’ to have my Asaar before heading home when I heard my Cuppycake ring again.

Me: Hello

Maid: Ibukkk…. Buk.. ^*# blabla^$$#@* Mata baby berdarah bukk… (heard the baby was crying out loud)

Me: What? Why? Say again! [translate to Malay]

Maid: Ngak tahu buk! Dia bangun dari tidur..kemudian genyehkan matanya…blabla&8^%$ (the rest I didn’t understand)

Me: Can you please speak slowly, say it again..blood in eye or beside the eye? [of course conversed in Malay]

Maid: blablabala&*^%4&&

Oh my God! What was this lady saying?

Me: ngak pa pa…ibu balik, ibu balik! [that’s true! I conversed in Indon language]

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Not completed taking the wudhu’, I decided to go home straight away. Nervous! Panic! Confuse, curious and furious also!



Called Mr A to go home first as he surely would reach home faster than me due to the office distance.

About half way to reach home, Mr A called and told that the baby is OK. Hannah accidentally scratched her hemangioma. The blood has vanished by then. Bikin suspen ini maid.
But, I know she has done her work as I always remind her to call and tell me if anything happens to baby. Only was, she called and told me in hurriedly way and hastily voice, and that made me felt irritate.

I can do it without it

I can commence and complete my dragged works this morning with resist to go back to internet. Yes, I can! Means, I can survive without it albeit not easy. Tee hee..
Alas, my HP also couldn’t log in to internet as it was running out of the battery. My USB cable was left back home. Huh, what a day!
But, thanks to Time, they managed to fix the internet line back to normal. Not to refute, I was trying to play around with IE icon xx times when suddenly, it popped up to my default address of Google, meaned, the internet was back to work. So, here I am.

But I’m proud as I could reconcile my long bin log and tidy up my table during the offline time. There’s a hikmah lie behind it, isn’t it? So, this is one of the hikmah.

Whew…..

Commercial Break...

Mrs "Gadget things" is now interested in one of the new release things.
I'm more into gadget things and that means by hook or by crook I'll get the thing I desired. But $$$$$ does matter. Tee hee. Not that I'm giving up of my current HP iPAQ. It's because I'm impressed with the technology in this iPhone. A friend of mine has offered me for the same price bought at US. That's interesting!
What important to me is, this gadget can access to internet, same as I have now plus other attractive functions. Internet access is so vital to me as I can surf while laying on the couch or bed or while breastfeeding or even in the toilet. Huh, this woman is terrible!

But am still thinking whether to accept the offer or not. The current one is still OK although there's some scratch, scrape and mark here & there (it's because of the nasty me!). And most important thing it's a gift from Mr. A. Should keep it 4-eva.

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GALLIERA GM

Will be my next in line for LV series (or in my imagination?). This large format has a chic and contemporary look. Awfully spacious enough for me to dump Hannah's clothes, bottle and diapers ;)

Procrastination

Almost every night, while laying, I determine not to procrastinate the office works, housechores, etcetera.
That I, will arrive early at the office tomorrow and have ample time to sip a mug of milo, spruce up my workstation before starting my ‘manies’ routine.

BUT, all the wishes are always THE WISHES for some various reasons.
Come morning, I hurriedly do (have to) something (something abt housechores) but not the one that I wished last night. Look at the watch, wahhh late already to office.

I usually don’t take a chance to glance my watch when I tap my mifare card on the door access system. Just for the simple reason that I don’t like to know what time I’m getting in to the office as I know time makes amends and time does mend.

Sit on the chair..oh yeah, ring here, ring there. Cordless phone ring is, habitually, from my boss or my account girl and HP ring is, commonly, from my customer. Entertain them on the phone before heading to pantry for stomach warming.

Get back to workstation, look the list-to-do and recall the requests on the phone just now. OK, I’LL DO! Wait... email first! Check anything on works relevant but cannot resist to open other email from friends. Wink! There might be announcement email, knowledge email, contemplation email or even joke email. At least they give me some amusement to start my day. Oh yes, some may make my day, others... for me to know, for you to find out...

With the name of GOD, I start my work.

Stuck, no idea, boring, can’t reach this people for information, etc? Just give me 10 minutes for commercial break a.k.a surf the net. For 10 minutes only OK. That job still can be prolonged until a day before the due date. Haahhh….that’s answered!

I came across a phrase that translate the word of PROCRASTINATION. It says hard work often pays off after time, but laziness often pays off now. In my 2 cents view, procrastination is not laziness and laziness is not procrastination. We put off one thing not because of we lazy but instead we do other things first while we still adhere to the earlier things that we delay. We must have objective and timeline, only is our schedule is always amended (due to putting off thing). Wink!

Due to procrastination, one might left the job undone or still done but at the very last minute. The latter is "somewhat" my attitude. But I agree with my last minute job as it is more creative and artistic be it reporting, proposal or write up. Thank you for my own complimentary (tee hee). Yahh, always praise ourselves for our own good job isn't it? As boss rarely do this to us. Oh, just think that, it pays off to our procrastination..huhu.

I encountered a description about procrastination as being a beautiful art. Is it?

"What started me off thinking deeper about procrastination was just the simple fact that I have been procrastinating for a long time on a really, simple task, which got me thinking that procrastination is not as simple as it seems! "

Yes, really beautiful.

Superwoman

This morning after final touch up to office, and was about to get down the stairs, Ammar woke up and reminded me, "mummy, jangan lupa bawa kad mami or else mami tak boleh masuk ofis lagi". Oh ya, thanks dear. So sweet of you for recapping me. This boy has been more concern about his mummy, his abah, Aqil and Hannah lately. I can see his "becoming matured attitude" has intruded into himself inch by inch.

Talking about Superwoman, once my ENT specialist at APSH said to me that I was the kind of woman who wanted to be a Superwoman .
Why was he said that?
Because he said I wanted to do all things in one time (after listening to my case/story).
Was it true?
Might be yes, might be NOT!

This syndrome comes ON and OFF as it got to do with time and task ->I think. OR that’s only my view, others might be different. Either in office or at home when I (or you?) have many things to do but with little time left, my brain will become haywire. I’m doing A stuff, suddenly think about B stuff. Stop doing A stuff, but instead of going to do B stuff, do the G stuff. While doing G stuff, oh gosh, there’s T stuff must be completed soon. Having 1 or more maids, it doesn’t solve the syndrome either. Then, I don’t need a maid, do I? Still need but not all jobs we can totally pass to her. Me said, she might not as capable or as efficient or as competent as me.

“Roy, kau ni jenis tak harap orang buat,” once my friend said to me. STILL ONLY ME WILL DO!

Here at office, the same syndrome happens as I’m the only 1 in my division. I’m the boss? I’m the coolie? The answer is might be both. And sometimes I’m in A dept, sometimes I’m in B dept and sometimes I’m in C dept. That shows I do works not only pertaining to my related works. Staff from A, B and C departments also come to me “for something”. At last, I do all, for better or worse. But don't assume to be like this :

“Roy, kau ni jenis tak harap kat org,” once my colleague told me. STILL ONLY ME WILL DO!

No, I’m not superwoman or trying to be a superwoman .

I just want to be a woman who can do appropriate task, help each other and serve better from day to day with a little grumble and complain. For that I need to reschedule and adjust my timetable and be more discipline. Don't moan, grumble and complain too much WOMAN, for that will slower our jobs!

Fast and Furious

This is my another tale of fast and furious part XXth. Could be more than 10 times just for these last 2 weeks. There were so many reasons to this title and scene. Some are significant and some just could be leaved it as they were.

The chapter for today is the forget-the-important-thing made me return fast home while feeling furious. The story begun when I’ve already at gate barrier reader going down to basement parking when I, alas, realized it the pocket casing that I slot my access card was left back home. Grouchh!! (Please don’t make me curse with hussy word, I pray to God always for that). There’s also other cards like ATM card and Mifare card to access to my office as well in there. What to do? I’d to go home no matter what as I planned to withdraw my money also WITH My ATM CARD.

What a day! I tried to control the usage of my petrol as the $$ has risen to 41%. Mennn! The more I want to control, the more I want to be economical, that’s the time that the carelessness emerged. I hatee!!!!! Felt like to cry, felt like to shout aloud, the car digital clock displayed 9:30 already (but in fact the watch showed 9:20 – wah..yet still late to office) but I’d no choice, had to make A FULL U-TURN to house which mean was to burn my petrol for another 17 kms. Hence, in total, I’ve misused my 34 kms petrol today. Minyakk…oo Pak Laahh.

Tried to be economical again..just took a bun for lunch :(

Not really, my stomach has had enough this morning. I took a break to have some rice with chicken, terubuk masin from Sarawak (thanks to Sue) & acar buah (thanks to kak Enon) when I came back to take my forgot-things. That’s tell how a bun is enough for lunch ;). Later!

rush hour to home

I was about to leave the office yesterday when I heard the cuppycake song from my mobile phone. It's from my house number. Must be the kids. Press the talk sign at my hp and it's my maid (oops!)

Maid: Buk, k**** (tuttt...) ammar berdarah buk

Me: banyak ke? panggil ammar..

Maid: Banyak buk! (passed the phone to ammar)

Me: banyak ke berdarah ammar? Ammar lari2 ke..lompat2 ek? Brp kali dah mami pesann...

Ammar: mamiii (while crying), b*** ammar berdarah.. ammar tak lari, tak lompat

Me: betul ke? banyak dak darah?

Ammar: Sikit jaa..

Me: Nanti pergi klinik. Call abah. Mami nak balik dah ni. Bye!

I rushed home! When I reached home, my husband has arrived and he was cooking. Scrutinize Ammar's b***, can see a little blood. He is wiping the blood with tissue. Aqil was still feeling itchy on some parts of his body resulting from the 'salt petal' (kelopak garam). Promised to bring him to doctor together with Ammar.

Ergo, after breaking my fast and performing solat maghrib, the four of us went to clinic. By looking at the 'specific part', doc confirmed the condition is OK and in the process of curing. The blood might be resulted from the scab that has come off. It should be OK in 1 or 2 days.

Aqil was given two types of allergy pill. Has to take WHEN REALLY NEEDED, meaning when only the body feels itchy.

Off, we headed home. While laying down and breastfreeding Hannah, I took a break to reflect and ponder a moment. May the day onwards will be blessed always by Him. The day must not be superb or amazing, it must not be all magnificent and fantastic, and it may not be even close to radiant. Nevertherless, a sparkling and luminious day would be expected if not much, then a little. I always thankful to Almighty to have luvly children who are just the best at surprises and making us feel special. Though at times, they make me nag and shout to them as they don't listen to me, at the end of the day, these all make me think and reflect the existing of them. Also, a foremost thanks, not to forget, to my husband who has helped me a lot.

Thank you my Lord and all my loves...

castle in the sky

I like to dreammmz during my busy, overload, hectic and boring space at works. These routines have been my chaos and I pray to God that my desire will never kill me. Not like curiosity kills the cat. But this is not curious things, this should be called my inspiration. Without these also I couldn't start my job. A so called motivation for me to start the day. Yeah right!

My dreams areeeee to be capitalist of a three tier shop, next to each other. The building will be built in suburban KL with ample parking spaces. The first shop will be named A & A Stores - 'ur fresh fruits and veggies market (represent the first name of my boys) and will be selling fresh fruits and vegetables only. The second shop will be labeled Mrs Ar Ai Bakery & Café and will be selling various types of buns, breads and cakes plus beverages. A few tables and chairs will be arranged outside the shop. The third shop will be titled lil' hannah collection OR My lil' aspiration OR Sweet Child of Ours (not confirm yet which one will be chosen) and will be selling kids branded clothes. Inside the shop I'll make some space for playground so that the kids who follow their parents to the shop can play while mommy and daddy busying surf the clothes. For parents/buyers who are tired to walk around or have no idea what design to buy, they can surf through the PC which I'll provide in the shop (maybe 2 PCs). They can preview first before heading to the specific shelf/row. Isn't it neat fellas? Or may be still lacking of something? That can still be thinked, planned, added and adjusted.

Tired? Finish shopping? Let's stop over at second shop for some refreshment. My café never limit to the shoppers who come to my shops there but others is warmly welcomed.


Happy Future Shopping my Friends!

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Salam

May today onwards, always be blessed by Him.