sorry.....

Hi! My father in-law had an accident. He has a blood clot in his head but the doctor didn't want him to go for a surgery. It is a bit only may be it can heal itself. I am just not sure of it. When my husband broke the bad news, I cried. I am closed to him. On our first hari raya, I made Soto for the guests. He felt pity because I worked so hard for it. After hari raya solat, he invited our imam to come to his house to taste my Soto. It was so embarrassing at first because I did not think my Soto tasted that good. Later, before the imam left, he looked at me and smiled. It was a big relief. My pegedil, chicken and seven packets of nasi himpit, all finished. My father in-law loves my chicken soup that he ate it until the next day. He is a very good man. Now, I have a big problem. My husband told me that we will move to kelantan one day. May be next year or another four years. All depend on the situation. He is worried about his parents. I don't think I want to follow him. I love my husband and i do understand his problem but i am scared. When i was in perak, I had been sihir by someone and some of them were not good to me. They could not accept an outsider who had more than them. Jealousy, it was terrible. I am so scared people will treat me the same way like in perak. Here, I have my parents, my siblings and my relatives. They are better than strangers. I will stay here with my son and try to be independence. He didn't like my idea. He still wants me to follow him anywhere he goes. I am still stick to my decision. It is still no...........

every day i love you

So happy today. My husband helped me a lot. We had an open house for our family. He was really my hero. He changed a lot since fasting month. He is really a gentleman. When we were in kelantan, Ahmad did not want to follow us going shopping or bazar ramadhan. So, he was roman tic, holding my hands protectively. It had been so many years. I always held my son's hand. So, this time, he held my hand. He helped me to carry things. I really don't know what had happened to him. Then, our open house, he was my great supporter. My mother did not come to our house this morning, so i cried. He asked me why. I told him that I didn't know how to measure the water for the rice. We had guests more than 30. I was terrified. So, he helped to cook rice for two rice cookers. And all because of him, my family praised all the food that i cooked today. The secret? I cooked with love. I love my husband so much and i love my big family. My brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, busu, puan and of course my parents. Not forget to mention, riana, my grandchild. Ha! Ha! I am old. When i was taking my diploma of education, we had a microteaching in class. So, I became a teacher while my classmates, including my husband became my students. I was scared so, I just looked at my husband. At that time, we were not a couple yet. I knew he was restless. When i almost finished my teaching then I had the gut to look at all my friends and my lecturer. My husband never laughed at me. He understood my problem, stagephobia. Then, when we were teachers in the same school, I got my confidence. During the assembly, he would stand in front of me. So, whenever I felt nervous, I just looked at him. Now, I have no problem on speaking in front of people. He is great. We are different but i know he loves me so much. He knows I love my family especially my parents, so he treats them nicely and with respect. Oh my god, I really love him, love him and love him. Last night, he massaged my body especiaaly my back and my legs. He pitied me for working so hard. But look who's talking. He also helped me a lot, vacuumed and mopped our house. Folded the clothes and put them in the wardrobes. Helped me washing the dishes. I fall in love with my husband every day. He knows it because he is also like me, loves me as much as I love him or may be more?

love kelantan food

Hi! Cool a bit today but kelantan is so hot. About yesterday's article, I am just not satisfied with my two brothers. This morning we went to kota bharu to buy stuff for umrah. Then bought muruku, three packets only rm10, so cheap. My husband bought the same design of samping but this one was so cheap. He bought it at siti khadijah market. I had already cooked sweet sour chicken and mixed vegetables soup. This evening, we will go to bazar ramadhan to buy exotic food like tahi itik, yummee, yummmee and steamed boat. I love kelantan because of the food. I do respect the people. They have good taste. Tomorrow, I will prepare chicken pegedil and nasi himpit. Thursday morning, I will cook Soto. That is the main dish for the guests. Food, food and food........haiiii my husband is watching TV while my son is playing his PSP. Now, it's time for me to take a nap....oh ya the chocalate cake did look nice, it's like calling me........

have pity for your parents....love them

Hi! I am here in kelantan. We went to machang bazar ramadhan. Bought Perut air as am, kerabu Peru, Ikan percik, salok lad a, Colek, sotong pulut, daging gulai kawah. Crazy, really crazy....looking at all the food. I have already prepared every thing for my parents. Kuih ray a, baju raya and yesterday, I took myfather to see a barber. His hair need to be cut and so were the beard and the moustache. Oh ya my mother in law looks thin, she still has no appetite to eat rice or other food. Just eats her nestum and porridge. My father in law looks tired. I think they should take a maid but i don't think my husband's family like the idea. Tomorrow, I will help them to clean up their house. There's something I am not satisfied here. When you come to your parents' house. You know that they are not that well. Please bring your own towels and clean up the place especially the bedroom that you used. If you still want to use their towel make sure you wash it, not just leave it there. Hanging at the chair and the door. One more thing, please bring your food when you visit them. They don't have to cook or prepare food for you. They love their children's visit but please do not bully your parents. Don't just call your parents asking how are they doing. Ask them what do they want. Do they have enough rice, fish, vegetable or anything at home? If not, buy it for them. Like my parents, they have money to buy anything they want, the problem is who want to buy it for them. When you go to the market, buy food for your family, have you ever think of your parents. Don't just think oh someone else will buy it for them. And then, you just call and ask, emak sihat? Tak patut, tak patut. You have many children and one day your children will do that to you. Life is a full circle. I always open my heart and mind when I face this kind of situation. They should think better furthermore, I am the youngest in the family........

hu ha hu ha

Hi! People always say opposite attraction is good. My husband and i always have different view on something. Not only that, I am not sure whether I like some of his friends. His friends are not like mine. They are more serious and choosy. My friends are more carefree type. We are worried about our children, family or students but we are more relaxed. Easy to say the hu ha hu ha type. That's why I never go to my husband's family day. I know his type of friends but a few are good to me. I know that my husband and i are different but I always try to balance it. I will try to cover his weakness and protect him . It's tiring but I am happy to do it. When I was with his friends or family, I could not be myself. I had to be serious. I did ask him whether he wants a serious wife or me. His answer was me but for certain situations, I don't think he wants to be around with people like me. Sometimes, I prefer to talk with my students rather than my husband. They will listen to my story. Don't want to think too much of it. It will spoil my hari ray a mood. Ye lah, I slept with my maid when I was small. Then, i went to kampung school in pulau sebang, mixed with the kampung kids. When i was in boarding school. Again, most of my friends are kampung kids except jepun, Jana, zihan. But we enjoyed being together in one group. When we went out, we would go to a place that we could afford to pay and so did ordering food. We would order food like the ones that our friends ate. Then, here in this school, I met farain. I am very happy to have friend like her. Hiiii...should I change to be someone like my husband can be proud of?

Hi! It is holi, holidays. Syok. One big problem, coughing. Last night, I did not sleep in my bedroom. I didn't want to disturb my husband and son. It was bad. To day, after settling all the bills, I will ask my husband to take me to see Dr kok . I wanted to take MC today but lots of work to do at school. Did you watch 'sebenarnya says isteri dia'. I loved all 13 episodes. It's about a guy who had to marry a woman who was four years older than him. I started watching the drama from its 9 episode. My husband introduced it to me. I always watched kichen's rules so i knew nothing about the drama. When I saw my husband laughing watching the drama, well there must be something....I watched it and fell in love with the story. But when it came to 11 episode, he didn't want to watch anymore because it's not funny anymore. It's more to romance, no more arguing between both of them. So, my husband said, it's getting boring. I don't want to watch it anymore. Haiya. I watched all the episodes online. So good, no commercial break. Oh ya, during may school break, my husband went back to kelantan alone. He drove my crv. It's safer than his swift. He was scared that his mum would be admitted into a ward. So, he wanted to look after her at the hospital. Luckily, the doctor said that it was nothing only gastric and vein pain. So, she could go home. I was so happy that i bought two train tickets for me and my son. Haiiiii....again and again, when the time came, my nephew took both of us to the railway station. Then , someone told us that we could not go back to kelantan as there was a landslide in pahang. So, we got back our money and went to my parents ' house. When Ahmad was two years old, we faced the same problem. It was worse than this. I don't think I want to ride a train anymore. It's more dangerous but only to me. My husband was so worried that he went home early. Furthermore, his parents didn't want me to take another train ride. So sleepy, want to take a nap, bye......

Hi! One group of girls want to come to my house on the second week of holidays, still in the mood of raya. I am happy because that group is close to me. The problem is the boys also want to join them. Hiiiii...I never invite boys to come to my house. Before this, when they asked my address, I just kept quiet. So, they got the hint, oh tak bagi datang la tu. Hiiii never mind. I will just cook nasi ayam for them. Last time, when i stayed with my parents, hidayat and his group came to my parents' house. Ya lah datang nak beraya. Luckily, when he reached my parents' house, he called me first. I was in kelantan at that time. My sister and my brother in law saw the boys with their motobikes parking outside wision. They thought the boys were my nephew's friends. They did wonder why the boys just left like that. When I asked my sister about hidayat, she was shocked "ha, budak lelaki yang ramai-ramai datang dengan motor tu anak murid kau ke". It was so embarrassing. I was so glad that i was not around. I really-really hope that the boys change their mind and go somewhere. I asked the girls to come on Friday when my husband and son go to the mosque for jumaat prayer. It is more comfortable without guys around. Oh ya, today I have to start fasting. I don't want to fry catfish, ikan sembilang anymore. I've got scar on my hand, my eyelid and my mouth. It was painful but it is more painful when your husband just ignored you. He kept doing his work. I was so angry that I didn't want to talk to him or even look at his face. He felt guilty so, after praying terawih he went to shopping centre to buy a hari ray a card for me. A card with music. He put it on my dressing table. I showed the card to my son. He loved it. He knew that i was angry with his papa. When my son was sleeping, I went to my husband and said,' I don't want your card. I just want you to hug me.' He liked to buy me things when i was angry. He came to me and i showed him my hand. He kissed it, then I showed my eye. He kissed my eye and hugged me. I thanked him for the beautiful card and laughed happily. It is not that difficult to bring back my smile. Bye.....