I was at the pasar malam near my house last night, trying to figure out what to buy for dinner. Of late, I just can’t make myself cook anymore. Malas + tak larat.

Saw a stall selling kuih2. Then i spotted some kuih lopes, and i quickly looked away.

Thought nothing  of it until I was in bed.

It got me thinking. Why did I look away? What made it such a ‘tindakan refleks’?

It made me think about grieving. I mean.. what did me looking away from kuih lopes means? Among the last requests Ummi made in HUKM was for kuih lopes and laksa, you see. That was in Ramadhan. And as much as I love kuih lopes, I cannot make myself to even look at it now.

Since Ummi left, I haven’t had a breakdown. Yet. I don’t know if I will ever have one. I don’t know if I need one. I don’t know what it means either. I did cry a few times during the first few days after Ummi left. But not as much as I thought I should. I cried a few times in the car while driving back from work for no reason at all. Tapi entah, rasa macam ada yang tak lepas lagi. Kadang2.

So last night, there I was, in bed… thinking about grieving. Am i done with grieving? Will I ever? Or am I in the middle of it? More importantly, is it possible that I have not even started yet?

Bila Ummi dah takde, thoughts of her are stronger everyday. Banyakkkkkk sgt benda2 yang remind me of Ummi. When I’m on the road, for example, I looked away from signage to ‘Cheras’… because in my mind, Cheras leads to HUKM… and HUKM holds memories of Ummi. I shudder at the thought of going to HUKM ever again. I hope I won’t have to.

I look away from kari daging too. That was the last lauk I cooked for her. Every little thing seems to remind me of her. Kuah singgang, that bottled orange juice from koperasi HUKM, kacang kuda rebus, the list goes on and on.

Kat rumah, ada flask Ummi yang selalunya Ummi bawak ke HUKM when she was warded there. Kat tutup flask tu, ada tulis “Ummi”, in her handwriting. Ummi suka tulis nama kat barang2 dia. And it’s always “Ummi” and not her real name. She’s Ummi. Ada satu tumbler Ummi punya, pun ada tulis nama Ummi kat tutup dia.

Every Wednesday… like today, I’ll remember Ummi more. I was born on a Wednesday. Ummi left on a Wednesday too. Wednesdays will never be the same again.

Ummi pergi dengan tenang tanggal 7 Oktober 2009 bersamaan 18 Syawal 1430  @ 1.34 p.m., surrounded by people who loves her and whom she had loved unconditionally.

Semoga rohnya ditempatkan di kalangan orang-orang beriman. Amin.

You live in our hearts, Mi…

Al-Fatihah

 

What I’ve written about Ummi:

http://serenerene.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-hospital.html

http://serenerene.blogspot.com/2008/08/ummi.html

http://serenerene.blogspot.com/2008/08/ummi-update.html

http://serenerene.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-it-is.html

http://serenerene.blogspot.com/2009/01/remembrance.html

http://serenerene.wordpress.com/2009/06/04/ummi/

http://serenerene.wordpress.com/2009/10/01/ummi-eid-09/

So my wish for Eid was granted. One and a half day before Eid, Ummi was discharged from HUKM. She wasn’t really that well. But ‘well’ is not what ‘well’ used to be for her anyway.

Friday night, Akak took Ummi home to 443 together with Fikri, my 18 year-old youngest brother.

I went back to 443 on Saturday morning. Left Kajang at 6.30 and reached 443 at 10 am. The journey usually takes only 2 hours or so, but the traffic was heavy as everyone was rushing balik kampung. We had to stop once – Afiq’s first experience peeing kat tepi jalan. Itu pun sebab 10 minutes prior to stopping tu, Afiq  was chanting ‘Ayah, tak ta-an… Ayah tak ta-an” non-stop.

As soon as we reached 443, Akak and I get down to business. Menu for raya was Rendang Daging, Sup Tulang and Kuah Kacang along with Ketupat Nona of course. Oh and also Nasi Tomato and Ayam masak Merah which we cooked on Eid morning itself.

When the boys (except Afiq) went for Eid prayers, Akak and I mandikan Ummi. She was not able to walk except for a step or 2, so we had to help her bangun from her bed, then sit her down on the wheelchair, up again from the wheelchair walked a few steps into the bathroom and sit her on a chair and mandikan Ummi while she was sitting down.

Mandikan Ummi is a very humbling experience. It wasn’t my first time, but the feeling is the same every time, intensified on that day, maybe because it was Eid.

We had to choose one of her bigger baju kurungs since her tummy was so bloated. Put some bedak on her face, and lipstick too. Put on her new tudung and by the time the boys came back, she’s all ready on the wheelchair.

In the afternoon, Akak decided that we all should pay a visit to Kokya’s (my cousin) house. She lives only a few minutes drive away but for no reason whatsoever, I’ve never been to her house. Kokya’s mom – Mokde has been living with her for years. Mokde is Ummi’s elder sister. Akak thought it would be good for Ummi to see her sister. So off we went. I’m glad we did that.

So that was generally how our first day of Raya went like.

On Monday the 2nd day of Raya, we (Shahril, myself, Afiq and Mariessa) left 443 for Jelebu.

That night Amel (bro no 5), Dikki (bro no 6) and Alang (bro no 7) left for Manjung.

The next morning, Ummi got really weak. Once she asked Fikri to ambilkan wudhu’ for her. That Maghrib, when Akak was feeding her, she suddenly said ‘lima’. Akak asked ‘lima apa?’ She said, ‘lima waktu’.

The next morning (Wednesday), she was so weak that Akak decided to call an ambulance to take her to the hospital. She was taken to Hospital Temerloh and to cut the long story short, was admitted.

On Thursday, I went back to Kajang via Temerloh.

On Saturday morning, a doctor called Akak and said somebody needs to sign a letter of consent for the hospital to masukkan darah. Abah later signed that letter which also stated that she is in a critical condition and that she might pass on anytime. I didn’t even know such letter existed!

Ngah (after a longgggg story of how she got there) arrived that afternoon in KLIA with Edrick and Kitreena. Akak and Ngah (together with the kids of course) left for Temerloh right after Ngah arrived. Shahril and I (with kids) left Kajang for Temerloh that night.

We decided to come back to Kajang on Sunday.

At times like these, deciding to go back to Kajang, or Temerloh is really tough. I mean, If I could, I would just take the whole month off and stay at 443. But life has to go on, right? Balik Kajang pun susah hati… balik Temerloh pun tak senang hati jugak. So I tell myself to just do what my heart says at that very moment. Ikut je gerak hati. Bila rasa boleh balik Temerloh, balik je. Bila rasa kena balik Kajang semula, balik je la. Thank God Shahril has been very, very supportive. Afiq ngan Mariessa je la melantun tak abis2. Diorg pun heran, sampai Afiq tanya, “Mama kenapa kita balik Kampung Atok (443), lepas tu Kampung Wan (jelebu), lepas tu Kampung Atok, lepas tu rumah Uncle Teh (bro no 4 in Temerloh), lepas tu Kampung Atok?”

Mariessa pulak one morning when we were in Kajang, pagi2 lagi dah mintak nak makan ‘nacik kocong’ (Yes, that’s her staple food – nasik kosong as in sekosong2 nya, no kicap no nothing. Just nasik putih). When I told her nasi tak masak lagi, terus je dia jawab… “Mama, jom la kita balik Kampung Wan. Kampung Wan ada nacik kocong”. It’s true tapinya, sebab kat Jelebu… my MIL mmg sentiasa masak nasik lebih2.. sebab leftover tu nak kasik ayam makan then next day nya. Tu la sentiasa je ada nasi kosong.

Laaaa… I digress.

Since Tuesday, the doctor in Hospital Temerloh has been implying that they might discharge Ummi as there was nothing more they can do. But before they release her, they need to stabilize her first. I don’t know what stabilizing means here. I mean, she’s very weak and I just don’t know what that means.

Mmg seriau and kesian tengok Ummi kat hospital. Her hands are so swollen that they leak. Leak as in, keluar air from her skin. Lebam sebab byk sgt kena cucuk here and there. Sometimes it takes hours for the doctors to cucuk jarum nak masukkan darah or ambik darah. Twice they had to cucuk her kat pangkal peha and that one last time, they even had to stitch the needle to her skin to make sure the needle stays there.

Yesterday (Wednesday), they finally decided that they’re finally really letting her go home.

I asked my brother if the doctor can give some sort of estimation on how much time left for Ummi. Fikri said, when the doctors talked to Ngah, they talked about ‘weeks’.

At this time, I’m taking things as it is. Take one step at a time. I don’t want to analyse, or think too far ahead. I think between me and my family, we’ve accepted the fact that Ummi IS leaving. Weeks can turn into months… as much as weeks can be shortened to days.

So since yesterday, Ummi has been at home. She was so weak that she has to be taken home by an ambulance.

I’m writing this as quickly as I could, sebab kalau tangguh2 lama2 mmg tak kan terpublish lah this entry. As it is pun, I started this entry yesterday (Wednesday) and sambung sikit lagi today. I have never been good in writing about something I possibly be very emotional about, so whatever I write in here is what I’m feeling right now. And  I am trying not to feel so much. It will just make it harder if I let myself ‘feel’ when I’m this far away from her.

I’m going back to her on Saturday.

Yesterday.

Was a bad day. Although it was Tuesday, it was my first day back at work after a rather long break for Eid. Why it was longer than intended will be for another entry. Reasons for yesterday being a bad day:

1. Just before I went out for work, I discovered that one of Waja’s tyres pancit. Nasib baik mmg dah plan nak bawak kereta lagi satu to work. Nasib baik jugak Shahril memang tak kerja and dah plan nak bawak Waja gi workshop. So tak la rasa nasib malang sgt kan.

2. Had breakfast kat Cafe ofis. Bihun tak sedap, terasa macam banyakkkkk sgt white pepper.

3. Sampai2 ofis… called receptionist to ask whether there’s any packages for me. I ordered a book on Ebay before raya hari tu and I was hoping the book will be waiting for me lah kan. Nope no packages or anything for me. Emailed the seller and asked for the reference number for Pos Ekspres. Checked and discovered they had indeed delivered it on Monday (yesterday). Went down to receptionist to confirm. Checked with guards at the guardhouse too. Nope, no packages for me.

Called Pos Ekspres. Dengan confidentnya I was told that they delivered the package to a post box. Yang bestnya, tidak lah wujud post box kat kawasan ofis ni! Dah guardhouse sebesar2 alam tu, gi letak dalam post box buat apa ye tak? Kenapalah tak hantar kat receptionist je? So, buat la satu report with Pos Ekspres, and was told that it will take them MINIMUM 6 days to investigate. Kechiwa tau!

4. Was told by my brother that doctor kat Hospital Temerloh kata, there’s nothing else they can do pasal Umi. Doctor tanya apa plan family. Nak keep her in the hospital ke… nak bawak balik rumah? Details in another entry lepas ni lah ye.

Today.

Is a better day. Sebabnya:

1. Saw a rainbow on my way to work. Not that it means anything. Tapi just rasa macam best je.

2. Bangun pagi, goreng nasi & bawa bekal for breakfast. Kalau tak sedap pun, lidah sendiri kata sedap je. At least takde rasa white pepper. Sedap, sedap!

3. Orang Post Ekspres called. Tersangatla sopan dan cheerful nya suara pakcik itu. Pakcik, sebab he sounded rather old. Tak tau la kalau suara je tua kan. Hehe. He said, the postman kata dia deliver kat guardhouse. I asked balik, guardhouse mana? Ofis ni ada 2 guardhouse. Plus the guard kat main guardhouse kata takde pun. And kalau ada, tentulah diorg dah kasik kat receptionist, kan? The cheerful pakcik said, he’ll investigate further. Disebabkan pakcik yg sgt sopan itu, rasa kurang sikit marah dan kuchiwa. Tq pakcik Pos Ekspres.

Pukul 11 pagi, receptionist called. “Ada one package just arrived for you”

Yeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!

4. Unfortunately, no good news pasal Umi. In fact no ‘new’ news. Although at this point, no news MAY be good news actually.

Dalam ofis right now, berkumandang lagu2 raya, like…. ‘baaaaalik kampuuuuungggggg’, or… ‘assalamuuuuualaikummmm’ <- dgn suara Jamal yg macho itu, or DJ Dave’s ‘Selamatttt Hari Raaayaaa”… How to do work like this?

It’s my last day of work before the long break. Tapi the whole week dah takde mood nak buat kerja pun sebenarnya.

We’re hoping to celebrate Raya in Temerloh this year. Hoping, because Ummi is still in HUKM right now. She’s due for a ‘procedure’ this morning. So hopefully she’ll be fit enough to be discharged tomorrow the latest so we can bring her home and thus bring Eid home.

I find it difficult to answer when people ask me on her condition. Most of the time, it’s pretty much same ol’ same ol’ condition. Kejap dia OK, Kejap tak OK. OK means she can walk on her own, go to the toilet on her own, eat on her own and does not talk merepek-repek. Not OK can vary from the opposite of all the above or just one or two, or it can be as bad as not even able to open her eyes, or talk. Sometimes she’ll be sooo disoriented that she says she has only 4 kids (in actual there’s 8 of us), or she’ll say she’s been in the hospital for 4 long months although she’s only been there for a week. This time around, she can’t eat on her own, has difficulty breathing at times. And something that has never happened before: her blood level keeps on dropping.

I hope we will be able to beraya in Temerloh, nonetheless.

On a happier note, we had Iftar at Akak’s house last Saturday. The highlight of the ‘event’ is the arrival of Baby Aqilah to the house. Aqilah is my brother Aidil’s first born. She was born on June 22nd this year, weighing only 2.22 kg! I’m guessing 2 will be her favorite number.

Aqilah Musfeerah Aidil Sufqy

Chak! Rambut cacak cacak tu, just like my bro when he was small.

 

Ni 2 beradik needs no introduction kan? That’s them in a rare moment where they sit still for about 30 seconds… maybe less

 

This morning, Mariessa woke up while we were having sahur. Lepas tu dah segar bugar, macam dah puas tidur. In my attempts to get her to go to her own room:

First attempt:

Me: Mariessa, pegi la tido kat bilik sana. (She refers to her room (shared with Afiq) as bilik ‘sana’)

Her: Biarla kita tido kat bilik Mamaaaaaaaaaaa…..

Me: Kenapa Mariessa tak nak tido kat bilik sana?

Her: Biarlaaaa.. Kita kan kecik lagiiiiiii.

Me: Hmmmm

Mariessa’s signature senyum lentok

2nd attempt:

Me: Kakak… pegi tido kat bilik kakak ye?

Her: Tak nak lah!

Me: Kenapa?

Her: Bilik Mama kan besaaaaaarrrrrrr!!!

Me: Aduhai….

Then i pretended sleeping (she wanted to talk – Kenapa Mama nak pegi kerja? Kenapa Mama tak bawak kita pegi kerja? Kenapa dah malam? Kenapa Mama makan malam malam?) . I heard her going down from the bed, so I thought somehow our small talk worked lah. She went to her room. Yey.

She came back in less than 2 minutes. Oh well. Better luck next time, maybe.

Afiq on the other hand has been asking me bila nak balik kampung! He is, very excited about his new songkok. new baju melayu and most of all new kasut Ben10. Ada lampu2 some more. His choice.

Afiq, giving a sexy look during haircut. He insisted on it, for Raya.

A shout out to my beloved Sistah.. you KNOW we are missing you. And that we will be thinking of you more and more on Hari Raya. You are in our thoughts, Ngah. Always.

Last but not least, to all my friends…

Selamat Hari Raya & Maaf Zahir Batin.

From All of us:

(gambar lama ni.. 2 tahun lepas punya Raya. Hehe)

Scene 1

Last week I bought one of those instant, ready-to-bake mixture for chocolate cake. Add water, some eggs, corn oil, mix mix mix and bake. Walla, moist chocolate cake siap! I don’t really fancy anything chocolate, but Afiq loves chocolate very much, and since it has been a while since I last baked anything, I baked him one 2 days ago.

The morning after, bukak2 mata je he asked:

Him: Mama, mama dah letak tak kek dalam beg sekolah Abang?

Me: Dah. Nanti makan sama2 dengan kawan2 k?

Him: Ok ma! Saaaayang mama. Mama pegi kerja elok2 k?

That’s him. He’s always the one yang pesan to ‘pergi kerja elok2’ or ‘drive elok2’. Sejuuuk hati.

Later that day, coming back from school, the moment he saw me, terus je merungut:

Him: Mama, habis semua dia makan. Semua semua semua dia makan! Afiq tak rasa pun!

Me: Makan apa? Siapa yg makan?

Him: Kek tu la. Kawan2 Afiq makan semua semua!

Me: Oh… takpelah. Ada lagi sikit kat rumah.

Him: Ada lagi? Yey!!!!

Scene 2

I was doing ironing last night, when Afiq remembered to show me one of his colouring work from school.

Afiq: Mama, look. Kerja sekolah Afiq. Cantik tak ma?

Me: Cantik sayang. Good job Afiq!

Mariessa: Mama! Mama! Tadi kat kolahhhhhh kita pun ada tulisssssssss!!

Me: Mariessa pun ada colour2 jugak? Very good! Kenapa tak bawak balik?

Mariessa: Tak payah la bawak balik….

Me: Kenapa?

Mariessa: Nanti mama ambik!!

Me: Huh?

This is my first time writing from Windows Live Writer. I had NO idea this thing exists, until momster mentioned it. Ketinggalan zaman sungguh! Thanks, you!

Today is already the 11th day of Ramadhan. How time flies. Baru je lagi rasa nervous2 thinking about fasting, not knowing whether I am fit enough to do it or not. Alhamdulillah, setakat ni, puasa penuh lagi. Syukurrr sgt2.

This week is also my 28th week into this pregnancy. Lagiiiii terasa cepatnya! Dah habis 2nd trimester. Tup2 nanti, bersalin je kan? Baby is doing great, alhamdulillah. Kicking strongly tak mengira siang atau malam. We have also known the gender during the last checkup. (Shahril la, x sabo nak tunggu nak tau. Tak jadik nak buat surprise untuk diri sendiri. Heheh).

Updates on Afiq: Well, he loves kurma. He first thought it’s a kind of chocolate! He recently asked whether he can join us for puasa. I asked him whether he knows what puasa is. He said, “Yes! Tak boleh makan, tak boleh minum”. Then I said, “Nini (susu) pun tak boleh tau?” Terdiam kejap dia. Hehe. “Sikit pun tak boleh ke Ma?”. I think that would be his biggest obstacle kalau nak puasa. Susu tu! Maybe I’ll let him try to ‘puasa’ for a few hours on weekends if he really wants to. See how it goes!

Mariessa… Well, where do I begin? . I belatedly realized that she’s in the Terrible Two Phase. How I forgot about it, I have NO idea. I mean, of course I did not forget that she’s two, it’s just that I did not remember that they call it the Terrible Two for a reason (or many!). Had I remembered, I wouldn’t be wondering so much, why she behaves the way she does.

Kesimpulannya, memang tengah nakal la si Shirley Temple yang sorang ni. Strong headed, strong hearted, semua lah! If she says she wants Milo, tak payah la susah2 nak offer orange juice ke, vitagen ke. Milo lah jugak2. Tak kira la siang ke, malam ke. Kalau dia kata nak mandi, she won’t accept “not now” for an answer even though dia baruuuuu je lepas mandi 20 minutes ago! If I say No (or anything yang sewaktu dengannya), makanya terdengar lah jeritan budak ala2 kena dera! Seriously. And yang best tu, baruuuu je dia kerut muka nak nangis, air mata dah turun mencurah2 ok? Drama Queen tak ingat punya!

She talks non-stop too. I think she’s quite advanced in talking, in comparison with her cousins and friends yang sebaya. Kadang tu, sampai tak laratttt nak jawab! “Mama, mama nak matak (masak) ke?… Kenapa mama nak matak? Mama matak dengan bawang ke? Mama tak matak tayu(sayur)? Mama matak pedas tak? Kenapa mama tak matak tup (sup)?” She can go on and on and on. Kalau tak jawab, dia akan panggil “Mamaaaaaaa!” sampaiiiii la dijawab!

Pastu suka menyakat Afiq. Yang paling kerap skrg ni, just because she knows Afiq doesn’t like it, she’ll call Abg Afiq – Apik Kakudin! (Afiq Naqiuddeen). Pastu dia suka mengajuk Afiq. Sampai naik merah2 muka Abg Afiqnya, sebab geram! She drives him nuts, that’s for sure!

She has started to accept that she’s going to be a kakak soon. . No more slaps to my tummy whenever i mention the baby. And although by default dia panggil diri dia adik (or kita), she’s learning to call herself kakak. Kadang2 redundant lagi.. Kakak adik mamicha! Dah kakak, adik pulak. But still, it’s an improvement. Oh, she likes to sing too. Dah pandai buat lirik sendiri. “mama x mandi lagiiii.. ayah tak mandi lagi… abang tak mandi lagi… kita dah mandi!” tu salah satu lirik rekaan dia.

Another 25 minutes to go home, yey! We fnish work at 4.30 during Ramadhan. Kalau throughout the year mcm ni kan best?

Walaupun dah masuk hari ke-11 ni, I’d like to wish everyone Selamat berpuasa & beribadah. Semoga Ramadhan kali ni lebih baik dari yang sebelum2nya.

Didn’t mean to keep you guys guessing for so long..
Ke….. nak teka dulu? Hahaha

Ok la… some more pictures, before I reveal the name of the place k?

 

These two were practically grinning like this allllll the way there!

 

Where we had our meals... sambil ditiup angin sepoi2 bahasa..echechewah..

 

The spa...

 

The ocean villa...

 

The resort even has its own jetty. Cool eh?

Can you guys see what’s written there? Hehe..

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Tatttaaaraaaaaa

 

We were here last week. It was, for lack of better words… heavenly!

My first time answering a tag.

1. Bekas kekasih saya adalah:

Salah seorang yang mungkin baca blog saya. Hehehehe…

2. Saya sedang mendengar:

Lagu My Best Friend oleh Tim McGraw. Hari ni hari ke3 berturut2 saya dgr lagu ni tak henti2. Saya jatuh hati kat lagu ni.

3. Mungkin saya patut:

Sambung kerja yang saya buat tadi. Tapi penat lah! Take 5 kejap.

4. Saya suka:

Warna biru. Dari dulu sampai skrg. And smiley face. Sgt comel!

5. Sahabat-sahabat baik saya:

Jarang2 saya jumpa atau telefon, tapi bila jumpa boleh aje continue where we left off.

6. Saya tak faham:

Kenapa ada seorang manusia ni boleh memandu 40km/j di pagi hari Isnin untuk pegi kerja di jalan yang tak sesibuk mana.  Mungkin kah dia keluar rumah pukul 6 pagi untuk sampai ke pejabat pukul 8.30 pagi sebab dia sukaaaaaaaa memandu tersangatlah perlahannya mcm tu? Hari ni hari Selasa, tapi saya masih marah kepada orang yang memandu perlahan itu semalam!

7. Saya kehilangan:

Cincin pertunangan & cincin perkahwinan saya baru2 ni. Sedih sangat2 sebenarnya. Perempuan yang curi barang2 tu mmg keji.

8. Ramai yang berkata:

Kulit muka saya makin smooth sejak saya mengandung. Saya rasa itu tanda2 yang it’s going to be a boy! Sebab masa saya mengandungkan Afiq pun ramai yang kata mcm tu… tapi masa saya mengandungkan Mariessa kulit muka saya tersgtla kasarnya. Kita tunggguuuuuuuu…..

9. Makna nama saya:

Kalau ainil tu diambil dari ainun (in arabic).. maksudnya mata. Sufreena pulak, kalau diambil dari root word nya Safaro maksudnya perjalanan. Mungkin mata saya suka berjalan2. Ahaks. I’d like to think of it as the journey of my eyes. Whatever that means.

10. Cinta itu adalah:

Bila saya tengok perkataan cinta… saya teringat lagu C.I.N.T.A. K.I.T.A…. sampai bilaaaaaaa…..? Nasib baik dia tak eja seluruh lagu tu… mesti penat!

11. Di suatu tempat, seseorang sedang:

Meraikan hari jadinya. Masa zaman2 menulis surat dulu, saya pernah tulis surat sepanjang 24 mukasurat (saiz A4) kepada dia. Kesiannnn dia kena baca surat saya. Tapi dia pun balas panjang juga. Lagi kesian kat saya kena baca surat dia… sebab tulisan dia berbelit2.! Happy Birthday Doc!!!

12. Saya akan cuba:

Untuk menguruskan badan selepas bersalin nanti. Itu lah azam saya sejak 10 tahun yg lepas (and 3 pregnancies). Tapi takpe… ada masa2 nya it’s the thought that counts. Saya takkan putus asa.

13. Ayat SELAMANYA membawa maksud

Lama jugak lah patutnya kan?.

14. Telefon bimbit saya:

Tak pernah dari jenama lain kecuali Nokia. Oh, ada sekali saya beli telefon LG sebab masa tu nak cari telefon yang paling murah. Lepas tu saya beli Nokia juga. Telefon LG tu saya simpan untuk emergency. Tapi dicuri juga oleh perempuan keji itu akhirnya!

15. Bila saya terjaga dari tidur:

Selalunya Mariessa ada di tepi katil saya… dengan  muka sedih.. sambil berkata ” Mama… nak ng ng” (ng ng dalam kamus Mariessa = susu. Ntah kenapa anak2 saya sgt kreatif when it comes to nicknaming susu. Ng ng for Mariessa, nini  for Afiq).

16. Saya paling meluat apabila:

Bila seseorang dalam ofis ni sukaaaaaaaaa bercakap kuat2 dalam ofis yang senyap sunyi. Cakap pulak dengan bahasa inggeris yang accentnya sukar saya tentukan dari mana asalnya. Kejap2 american accent, kejap british accent. Ada masa australian accent pun terselit. Saya jadi kesian atas kekeliruan dia. Tapi bila dia asyik selitkan perkataan ‘fucking’ dalam ayatnya.. saya bertambah meluat pula. It’s not fucking easy konon… cakap je lah it’s not easy… or it’s hard.. or it’s difficult… apa yang susah sgt?

17. Pesta/Parti adalah:

Masa untuk berhoyeh2 dengan keluarga & rakan2. Tapi saya tak suka sgt party2 ni.

18. Haiwan yang paling comel yang saya pernah temui ialah:

Ducky… anak patung itik saya. Kakak saya belikan untuk saya masa saya di TKC. Saya simpan sampai saya habis belajar dia UIA. Tapi lepas tu, saya tak ingat apa dah jadi pada Ducky. Kalau saya jumpa lagi itik mcm tu, saya pasti akan beli!

19. Peringkat umur yang paling menyeronokkan bagi saya ialah:

Saya rasa, masa saya di TKC (12-17). Macam2 saya dapat buat masa tu… menyanyi on stage… menari sampai ke Jepun (orang lain belajar sampai negeri china… saya lain sikit)…. berkawad sampai hitam legam… panjat gunung tanpa rasa semput ya amat… main hoki walaupun saya tak sebagus mana…

20. Hari ini:

Kawan2 saya di ofis akan makan durian beramai ramai pada pukul 5. Mereka tersangatlah teruja menunggu pukul 5. Saya tak makan durian jadi saya cuma teruja untuk tunggu pukul 6, nak balik rumah.

21. Malam ini saya akan:

Makan ikan tongsan masak tempoyak. Ye, saya tak makan durian, tapi saya suka tempoyak! Salah satu keajaiban dunia.

22. Esok pula saya akan:

Datang ofis dengan harapan takkan ada bau durian di kawasan ofis saya. Oh tidak!

23. Saya betul-betul inginkan:

Kamera digital yang baru. Kamera digital kesayangan saya telah dicuri oleh perempuan keji sama yang mencuri cincin2 saya. Kalau kita ni boleh menyumpah orang… dah lama saya sumpah dia jadi…. entahla… takde apa yang sekeji dia! Ada sapa2 nak belikan saya digital kamera? Birthday saya lambat lagi.. tapi advanced gifts sgt dialu2kan.

24. Ketika saya lihat wajah saya di hadapan cermin pagi ini:

saya terfikir… siapakah wanita yang berkulit cantik ini? Muahahahaaaaa.. tak lah! saya tak sempat nak fikir apa2… sebab dah lambat.

25. Pusat membeli-belah atau arked permainan:

Pusat membeli belah lah pilihan saya.. sebab  kalau arked permainan, saya pandang sebelah mata pun tak minat.

26. Makanan Barat atau Jepun:

Dua2 pun saya suka. Tapi sekarang ni saya sgt teringin nak makan unagi. Oh yummsss!

27. Bilik yang terang atau gelap:

Terang, boleh baca buku!

28. Makanan segera adalah:

Maggi mee, cepat dimasak, sedap dimakan. Dulu saya suka IndoMie. Tapi sekarang saya dah tak jumpa IndoMie di pasar raya. Ada yang packaging serupa.. tapi IbuMie. Kenapa Indo jadi Ibu? Saya pun tak berani nak cuba.

29. Ayat terakhir yang anda katakan pada seseorang?

“tak makan durian lah”. – Kawan2 saya ajak pegi makan durian dan ramai yang tak percaya wujud juga orang yang betul2 tak makan durian macam saya.

30. Siapa yang anda mahu tag?

Hmm.. momster, ziah, sandra dan juga sapa2 yang rajin nak buat!

Thanks Ngah for tagging!