You are the Sweetest

You are the sweetest because:-

1. When I told you my watch doesn't work and I had to wear the expensive special watch you bought on a daily basis, you brought me to the watch shop and got me another pair, I thought of getting a simpler one but you were very concerned that I am truly satisfied with the choice I make.

2. When I told you, I don't have many jeans to wear because I'm getting healthier and healthier day by day, instead of telling me to exercise or lose weight, you bought me another pair with no question asked.

3. When I told you that I charged the card during my trip to Langkawi on top of the pocket money you gave me which you thought was adequate for my shopping spree, you just asked 'how much?' and nothing else after that.

4. When bibik is not around, you take us all to dine outside just because you know how helpless I am in the kitchen.

5. When you have extra money you always think about what to get me and the kids and not much of yourself.

6. When I say I'm tired or not in a mood to go out, you don't mind handling the kids all by yourself.

7. When I say I would like to go for facial,cut my hair, you don't mind paying for it.

8. When I say I need to attend to my farm, you don't mind putting the baby to bed so I can do my farm with ease. ahak ahak.

9. When something goes wrong, like when I knocked the car couple of times you seldom put the blame on me.

10. You handle all the bills and file everything and I know nuts about all these things.

I'm truly blessed. Darling my thanks can be overrated but I believe I can never thanked you enough for making everything easy for me.

Drama Minggu Ini

You know my elder son Nabil is so so passionate about football and he is also a die hard Liverpool fan. He can name all the players, the managers, the position they play not only for this club but other clubs too. On weekends and holidays he will stay up to watch any football matches with my husband. Sometimes he'll give my hubby the updates when my hubby accidentally dozed off to slumberland. If he had his way he will stay up on weeknights too but of course we had to draw the line when it comes to school days. (hmmm...just wish he's this passionate about his studies too). Oh well!

Anyway, Nabil has a collection of this Match Attack cards. He has an album almost full of these EPL club players. He treasures this album so much. Every day he will flip through the pages and once in a fortnight he buys a set of this cards from his allowance that he had saved for the weeks.

Lately he has been pestering me to allow him to bring all his Match Attack cards to his Agama school. I of course banned him from doing so as he has collection of hundred over cards and they're all nicely arranged based on the teams the players are in. But he did not give up but kept on asking me the permission to do so, his reason was, so he could exchange some of the cards with his friends. Well, thinking that his exam is over, I thought why not but with one condition he can only bring the extra cards (the cards he no longer needed as he already have them in his album). That was the deal.

So last Thursday, as I was in the car waiting to fetch the children home for the Agama school, I saw my son counting his cards. In his hands I saw about 10 cards, thinking that those were the extra cards he brought, I asked whether he managed to exchange the cards with his friends. He said he didn't exchange but some of the boys actually bought the cards from. The paid him RM1 and some gave him their toys in exchange of the cards. At this point, I was unhappy as he was supposed to exchange them not sell them. He said he didn't ask for the money but they willingly gave. Ok fine.

After picking them up, we usually will go round to find kuih to be eaten for tea. So we stopped to buy these sweetmeats and drinks and tah apa2 lagi, as Nabil was hungry he ate his doughnut in the car, so when we reached home he was still eating hence he has forgotten to bring down his bag from my car.

So at around 6.00pm, they kids were shooed to take their bath. When suddenly Bibik came down and told me Nabil is in the room crying. When I came into the room, I could see he was still sobbing, I asked him what's wrong but he just kept quiet only the sobs were heard and shoulders shaking. Not long after hubby came into the room and asked what happened and he blurted that all his Match Attack cards were stolen. Stolen? How? Apparently he brought all the cards to school and now they are no longer with him. He claimed the Std 4 and 5 boys took them from his bag.

At this point both Abah and Ibu dah mula nak naik darah dah. Despite what we told him not to bring the whole lot, dia tak dengar so memang saja nak kena marahlah kan. So he memang kena left and right from both of us. He dared not say much as he knows it was his mistake to begin with. He was so so upset that he cried himself to sleep tu belum mandi lagi tu. So at around 8.00 kejutkan dia untuk mandi tapi muka dia mmg nampak so so heart broken and frustrated all the cards that he has collected gone mcm tu aje. Before going to bed, he cried again sebab terlampau sedih. Kesian gaklah tengok.

That night before going to bed my hubby said if they refused to give them back, he's going to confront these boys and demand for them to return those cards to him. Myself pun sakit ati jugak lah these bigger kids bullying younger kids like him, kan. Thus terkeluarlah all the nasty words like pergi sek agama tapi panjang tangan, apalah diaorg belajar kat situ, tak sedar dosa pahala, etc, etc. (Ibu ni memang emo sikit). So the next day my hubby said he will pick the kids up from school.

So when they arrived, this eager Ibu pun tanyalah how? dapat balik tak? and my hubby gave me this smug look and Nabil sheepishly said the cards were not stolen or missing as they were in his bag all this while. Huh?! Turned out he checked the wrong bag sebab his agama school bag was still inside my car so the cards mmg ada kat dalam tu. Aiiikkkk?!!!!

Tulah drama sensasi minggu ini. Dengan airmata yang bercucur-cucuran dan berbucket-bucket and Ibu's nasty words yang berkilo2, all for nothing. Buat dosa je.

Haiiyoo.... sabor jelah anak jantan aku ni. mcm-mcm.

My Dear - Happy Birthday

Hubby dear,
Happy happy birthday to you *confetti*. Though we did not really get to celebrate this aupicious occasion, I hope today turned out to be a special day for you with the cake the children chose, the card they selected and the practical gift I got for you. It's the thought that counts, kan? So I do hope you are happy to be a year older today. Lots lots lots and lots of love. Muah!

P/S- Am such a romantic wife, no?

For Better or Worse, Till Death Do Us Part

Yesterday 4th of September was my 1oth wedding anniversary. Sad to say, although plan was made for us to celebrate this auspicious occasion, Hilman was admitted to the hospital on the 2nd of September due to a acute pneumonia attack. We were discharged at noon today, he's a lot better but need to be monitored from time to time.

Was I sad not able to celebrate it? The answer is No! as at that time what matters most is for Hilman to be strong and healthy. Like I said to hubby, Hilman is a sign for us not to add any more member to the family, and he agreed. ahak ahak.

Why I marry thee?

I remember the year it was somewhere in September 1998 when you came into my life. Mutual friends of ours kept saying we'll make a good couple. They believed that they have found for us our soulmates. I gave my number but I did not expect anything to come out from it because I was tired and fed-up with my previous love life. After 3 years of courting with my ex, I finally see that there was just no future with him, there were just too many obstacles and challenges and I can't afford to go through all that mumbo jumbo again.

I think it took months when I finally said that I was ready to get to know you. You called and upon hearing your voice, it felt like magic, it was so soothing that suddenly all my problems just burst into thin air. You were soft-spoken and a real gentleman that I pictured you a man who doesn't know how to be angry. Hmm... How wrong I was! ahak ahak.

After a year of courting, it was on that date 4 September 1999 when you shook my father's hand in front of the kadi and other guests, with one lafaz that I officially became your wife. I was ecstatic for having meeting my soulmate at last and finally you are mine and I believed that this was a match made from heaven, come to think of it so are thunder and lightning. So yeah I was right!!!! ahak ahak.

I can still remember the moment that I was very sure you were the one for me. It was this one night that I felt too overwhelmed with the whole situation, you were asking for a serious relationship and my ex kept on bugging me, it was just too much for me to handle that I felt trapped. That I night I decided to end everything, to give myself a breather, I switched off my mobile. I just did not want to be disturbed so I could relax and think things over.

You couldn't contact me the whole day, I just refused to talk to you when at last you decided to call the house at night instead. I wanted to hang up but you plead for me not to do so, you told me to get out of the house so you could deliver some things to me. I was pissed but I did. I went to your car and there you were with a bouquet of flowers in your hand. Red roses. It was such a romantic gesture, you didn't know what you did wrong but you took the effort to make me feel better, you were afraid that it was you who caused me all the pain and you had the feeling I'm driving myself away from you, you can't bear to lose me and that my dear had made all the difference. You had made it so easy and clear for me, that I should choose you and not think of anyone else.

To me it was a sign. A sign of true love, enough for me to agree to take your hands in marriage. After that everything seemed to fall into place, even the preparation for the engagement, akad nikah and reception was plain sailing. I felt it was a blessing from God, that you were the one for me and I have made the right choice. I'm grateful and thankful to Allah for giving me you.

Though 10 years have passed, where flowers no longer speak the language of our love nor make their usual presence in my life, am happy. If I were to turn back the time, I would still be with you... I would still choose you. I just can't imagine my life without you.

They say 'love is blind, and marriage is an eye opener,' I guess I need to get myself a pair of spectacles because I'm still blinded with your love, you still bring magic into this relationship although sometimes the magic doesn't really work out right but you succeeded most of the times.

Abang,
I love you so very much. Here's to 10 years of marriage and hopefully to more wonderful years to come.

P/S- This entry was supposed to be posted earlier, but I was ehem...ehem... ada sikit unhappy with you, so that explains the delay. But I still love you, that my dear hasn't changed. ahak ahak.

Muah!!!