Thursday, April 3, 2008

..a SIXTY TWO birthday..

Dear mak..

A sweet soft spoken person.
Who well verse in English and Malay...sometimes she speak Mandailing too...
Never beat us..but will talk non stop when she reach the limits of patience.

A very dear person to me..
Very patient with the rest of the clans..
Every time I was beaten by abah, she will rub minyak chiwit-chiwit at the place I was beaten..

The one will bebel me a lot about consequences and help me through the rough days.
Back in the days, always back me up from abah temperament.

The one who cooks the family well known dishes for us. Even when I was pregnant.
She will come to KL or Pahang, to give the food to me.
Because she know I love it.

I inherited the creative fingers...the patience...from my mak.

Happy 62nd birthday dear mother. May Allah bless you with good health and iman. I love you for the rest of my life....

..::a pleasant suprise from a dear fren::..

In the morning at the office

Her: Aku stress nih!
Me: Why? Tell me la..
Her: Aku stress nih.
Me: Yerlah..Tapi ko stress kenapa?
Her: Aku nak bagi surprise kat ko. Tapi aku kol semua bakers yang ada kat Temerloh, semua tak leh buat by today.
Me: Hahahahahahhahahaha! Amenda suprise aku tahu nih??
Her: Yerlah aku nak bagi suprise. Ko leh gelak? Aku stress nih!
Me: Takper. Leks laaa.. Biar jer aku yg bagi ko suprise.. Leks..Next year ada..
Her: Ahhhhhhh.. Aku stressss!

We went back to IL's house and bring lots of foods and satays, in rememberance of our anniversary. Nobody know about it tho. But we still wanted to celebrate with them. Hahahaha I received a phone call from Mak & Abah, wishing for our marriage to last and happily ever after. Aminnnnnn.. Thank you for the wish. We love you heaps!

When I was at Lanchang, I received a phone call from anonymous.

Kak Rikha: Assalamualaikum. Ini fara ke?
Me: Waalaikumsalam w.t.h. Yer.. Ini siapa?
Kak Rikha: Fara ada kawan nama Zizie kan?
Me (smile knowingly): Heheheheheh kenapa kak?
Kak Rikha: Akak ada sesuatu untuk fara nih. Fara kat mana?
Me: Fara kat umah mak mertua kat Lanchang.
Kak Rikha: Iyer ker? Akak kat depan umah Fara nih. No 16, Jalan TJ 1/1.
Fara: Fara No 16, Jalan TJ 2/1 la kak.
Kak Rikha: Iyer ker? Fara balik bila?
Me: Fara tak tahu lagi la kak. Mcm nih, akak bagi kat jiran fara. Nama dia Kak Normah.
Kak Rikha: Ok nanti akak bagi kat dia.
Me: Terima kasih yer kak. Terima kasih banyak-banyak

When we reached house, my neighbour gave the box to me. And I smile till it touch my ears. Thank you dear fren. Thank you so much. Let the pic describe, how much I appreciate your efforts to gave me the suprise. (Walaupun aku dah agak dah..hehehhehe)

* my mistake for not publishing the entry on the same date. it has been in draft. i thought i have publish it. i am so sorry dear, for not publishing it earlier. thousand appologies k.. muahhss

..::still standing::..

There's times where I want something more
Someone more like me
There's times when this dress rehearsal
Seems incomplete
But, you see the colors in me like no one else
And behind your dark glasses you're...
You're something else

You're really lovely
Underneath it all
You want to love me
Underneath it all
I'm really lucky
Underneath it all
You're really lovely

You know some real bad tricks
And you need some discipline
But, lately you've been trying real hard
And giving me your best
And, you give me the most gorgeous sleep
That I've ever had
And when it's really bad
I guess it's not that bad

So many moons that we have seen
Stumbling back next to me
I've seen right through and underneath
And you make me better
I've seen right through and underneath
And you make me better
Better... better...

You are my real Prince Charmin'
Like the heat from the fire
You were always burnin'
And each time you're around
My body keeps stalin'
For your touch
Your kisses and your sweet romancin'
There's an underside to you
That so many adore
Aside from your temper
Everything else secure
You're good for me, baby
Oh that, I'm sureOver and over again
I want more

You've used up all your coupons
And all you've got left is me
And somehow I'm full of forgiveness
I guess it's meant to be

You're really lovely
Underneath it all
You want to love me
Underneath it all
I'm really lovely
Underneath it all
And you're really lovely


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