Thursday, 29 September 2011

Mak is Teksi

Watikah hari ini adalah...

Pada hari Isnin yang lalu, aku telah dikejutkan dengan pelbagai kejutan. 

Pertama-tama sekali, tekojot ai sebab betul ke banyak tu buah yang aku nak bawak gi makan-makan raya kat ofis ni?  Nak bawak sekali ke pisau?  Erm...  Apa lagi yang nak kena bawak eh? 

Kedua, sebab aku banyak melangut sambil bergerak, akak dah masyuk dalam keta sekali tekojot lagi.  Kenapa anak aku sorang je dalam keta?  Mana lagi sorang??  Dah terjerit-jerit suara akak yang ayu ni ke luar kereta.  "Cepatlah Abang Ngah!" sambil dia lenggang kangkung masyuk dalam kereta.  Muka penuh daya 'NO HAL' gitu.

Then we got to Cik Adik's tolah.  "Adik suka pegi tolah?"  "Em-em"  "Adik buat apa dekat tolah?  Adik kaler-kaler?"  "Em-em"  "Adik sing song?"  "Em-em"  - Tetiba je eh?  Mak telah bertukar menjadi mode 'Saya Sayang Anak Saya'.  Haha. 

So we dropped her off then, masa nak turn off into the main road je Abang Ngah tanya Mak dengan begitu inesen sekali.  "Maaaak...  Beg I mana?"  "HAH?"  "Beg I mana?"  "HAH??"  "I tanya you,  beg I ada dekat mana?"  Maka dengan itu, teruslah Mak balik rumah sebab Abang Ngah tak ada beg sekolah. 

Sesampai kat rumah dapat beg, I told my maid I nak beg skolah Abang Ngah kaler merah.  Dia bagi beg kaler merah.  I pun terus jalan. 


Yes.
"Teksi Draiver, Teksi Draiver..."


Sesampai kat sekolah je, aku pun nak la sarungkan beg sekolah Abang Ngah pada bahu dia.  Rupanya...  "Abang Ngah!  Ni  beg bajoooo....  Ni bukan beg sekolah you laaaaaa...."  "Ha'ah kan Mak?  Ni beg sekolah I yang lama dulu yang sekarang ni kita kadang-kadang letak baju." 

Sambil tu cikgu dah bukak pagar balik mandangkan dah terkonci sebab lambat sangat sampainya.  "So cemana ni Abang?  Mak dah lambat ni!  Nak pergi sekolah pun takde buku!!"  Dengan menundukkan kepala bawah tingkat kereta dia nyahut, "Ai nak pegi rumah Atok."  Dan sebab Mak ko dah tak blei pikir, Mak pun teruslah hantar dia je rumah Atok. 

And so my maid baru balik sini.  I had to rearrange balik my schedule tapi tak sempat nak rearrange the vans.  So I thought of keeping the schedule as it has been for the past few months for this week.  Dengan maka itu, saya pun membawalah beg skolah Abang Long, baju skolah dia dan pelbagai macam gajet yang perlu ke lumah Nenet. 

Sekali...  Pada jam 11 lebey...  Pakcik Van tepon.  Dia kata, dia nak hantar Abang Long balik lumah Nenet.  Tapi Abang Long kata, dia kena balik lumah sendili.  Dan...  Pakcik Van kol hanya setelah mendrop-offkan anak itu di lumah sendili.  .... .... ... ... ...

Haiya.  Pastu siap ada domestic inquiry oleh laki lagi.  Uh.

Takde siapa available nak kena hantar barang.  Saya lagi tak blei lari mau setel itu perkara.  Terpaksa kol Kakak Hani mintak tolong bawakkan beg tolah, kasut tolah, stokin tolah Abang Long pergi skolah.  Tak ke serabut aku dibuatnya...  Tak pasal Kakak Hani pulak menjadi mangsa keadaan nak kena setelkan barang untuk Abang Long. 

*tarik napas*

Then tetiba Nenet kol.  Nenet kata, takpelah, dia tolong hangkut barang Abang Long dan dengan Abang Long-Abang Long sekali dia bawak gi tolah terus.  Alhamdulillah...  [Ailavyu Mak]

Okeilah.  Dengan Pakcik Van dah kata nanti balik, Abang Long balik dengan dia.  Dengan Abang Long pun kita dah remind yang dia kena balik dengan Pakcik Van.  Aku dengan semangatnya pi tepon maid suruh tunggu depan rumah...

Aku pun keluar opis la ni nak gi amik Cik Adik ngan Abang Ngah kat lumah Nenet.  I've been working late that Nenet has to pickup the kids for from tolah.  Kesian kat Nenet.  Tapi Nenet sayang saya.  Dan saya sayang Nenet.  So sesampai je, tengok-tengok muka anak bertuah sulung number one tercegat kat pintu depan tu.  MasyaAllah.  Oh apakah lagi ni...

"I cari-cari-cari-cari Pakcik Van merata-rata tempat tapi I tak jumpa.  So I balik dengan Van Kakak Zeta [sesuka aku je kan nak bagi orang nama? haha]" 

Ko sesuka je kan?  Pawpaw dok tepon Mak, Mak kena DI sekali lagi...  Ko tak tawu...  SubhanAllah...  MasyaAllah...  Engkorang punya pasal, Mak gak yang menjawab sesangat.

Pastu nak kena pulop gi umah TokMa.  Dah habes reporting, dah habis tunggu sekali Pawpaw kata, "I jumpa you kat sana ya.  I naik beskal."  U'aloh... ... ...

Tapi nasib mereka semua baik sebab...  Mak adalah sangat sabar orangnya.

Maka, TAHNIAH kepada Mak sebab Mak sabar!!!
{{{Yeayyeah.....}}} *confetti kasi tabur*

Okei. Dah. 

Mak.Dah.Penat


Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Maharaja Lawak

Watikah hari ini adalah...

Hari tu kat ofis ada big event for raya.  Siap panggil Maharaja Lawak Along & Angah tu...



Dah percaya tak???  Ai tell yu no lie.



Cik Adik menjalankan tugas. 
Kalau dia ada misai, boleh satu geng ngan Pakcik Ali taw.

Dia tukang jaga songkok abang.  Bizi tu.  KPI dia besar tanggungjawab tu... 

Tapi all in all...  Semorang tau anak-anak aku yang mana satu.  Bijak mereka-mereka itu.  Sesangat.  Hahahahahah.  Nak gelak pitam bleh?


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Sebab....

Anak siapa tu???

Sampai ke atas stage okei...

Monday, 26 September 2011

Yuuuuuuuuu

Watikah hari ini adalah...

Kalau ai kata ati bizi, yu percaya tak kat ai?  Yu ni...  Yu percaya la...  Yu kena percaya kat ai...  sebab ai chiakap betoooowl...  ai tak tipu yu walau sezarah pun yu tau...

I seriously have been extremely bizi.  Nada meroyan pun jenih yang tak mampu nak sampai kemuncak sebab tak sempat.  Hahhaahahahah...  Boleh?  Tapi ini yang benar.  Memang tak sempat.  Walau bagaimanapun, disamping untuk menghiburkan diri sendiri, aku akan terus automate beberapa blog entries. 

So...  Ia akan bermula sebentar lagi.

Sekian dariku yang jauh tapi dekat dihati,

Friday, 23 September 2011

huh

Watikah hari ini adalah...

I am sick and tired.

I will just do as I will.  Walau pun ia akan membaham aku kembali in the end.  Memang best kalau kena baham.  Orang lain yang kenyang.  Seronok kot sebab dapat melempias kemarahannya.  Terlebih zat mungkin. 

Tu je.

Babai.

Monday, 19 September 2011

TRAGEDI SEPTEMBER - Aisya's story

Watikah hari ini adalah...

I read about AISYA

If you are a caring person and live in Shah Alam especially, please visit her's mum's blog for the sake of awareness. 

The baby was scalded by hot soup by a waiter yang bawak food without a tray.  I really thought it was only at the hand.  All this, not until you actually see the extent of the child's injury.  This shouldn't have happened, but it did. 

Dari saya yang sedih,


Tuesday, 13 September 2011

This life, at this point of time

Watikah hari ini adalah...

Raya was okay.  We do houses.  No, we don't paint houses for people or re-decorate for them. We visit people at their houses during Syawal.  It's interesting to eat the food served especially when you don't have to do the cooking.  THAT, really takes a lot of effort and effort.  A LOT OF IT!

Work has been very barakah.  To get a barakah salary, you work to your bones.  But I am not boneless.  In fact, I contain a lot of fat and water.  Still.  Though I am able to fit back into clothes from a few years back.  But it's a lot better than where I was a few months ago. 

You see, there was a lapse of time where my period was missed.  I thought that I could be pregnant.  But each visit to the GP felt stupid.  Despite the fact that I highlighted how difficult pregnancy tests show that I was pregnant, they still made me run it.  Then they tell me that they are disappointed with the result and ask me to come again.  So I went 3 times and got enough of it to dismiss them and went to see my gynae to really make sure of it. 

So my gynae ran a blood test and we discovered that my hormones were high.  It hasn't reached Hypothyroid, as I am thyroid free.  She explained to me that that gives an explanation why I was missing my period cycles and the amount of weight to be obese I was hauling about.

I shared this discovery with a friend and she said those with high hormones or Hypothyroid would usually have an embedded spine where you would have to prod in further to actually feel the it, where normal people, you could just feel it just by one touch.

Sometime along before all of that, I thought...  Since I was missing my cycles, the best I could do was to fast 30 days straight as it would help to detox and straighten out the body.  And some how, we were all greeted by Ramadhan.  Timely and I am for which, I am thankful for to carry out my responsibility as a Muslim.  So I fasted.

I am also thankful that despite the fact my gynae gave me something to induce my period that I decided not to take at that time, I was able to menstruate naturally.  And I am thankful that with fasting, I lost an amount of weight naturally without the help of any medication. 

For sure, I was very worried on how I was to manage my weight.  I couldn't scramble for time.  My options would take 2-3 hours of the day and I still had to escape from work that just kept coming, and I still had to settle the kids, and the load of housework to cope.  So I really am feeling so thankful.  Alhamdulillah.  I am thankful.

All in all, I would still need to run another blood test in 3 months after of the last test I took to keep track of my health.  Should I fall into Hypothyroid, I would have to be on medication where I really hope I wouldn't have to.

Some may not understand how I feel, what I wanted to do, how I saw myself and what my intentions were when I shared this with a few.  But this was all that I had.  And this I share with you, readers.  All on top of endless work.  All on top of work requirements that I really have to extend my official hours to cope with.  Still, Alhamdulillah, I have a job and I am thankful for.

Today, was an extremely crazy day at work.  I was jumping, screaming, scrambling with the phones and looping crazily over old emails, replying, taking minutes and flipping sideways and tumbling all over the office.  Time was of essence, but it wasn't my friend.  However, I still managed what I needed to do today.  My Blackberry went crazy with notifications of office and Facebook.  More than 100 notifications on birthday wishes for today is the day I turn 35. 

All in irony, where this particular blog entry fall into, despite all of what I had to go through today and the months before, I felt appreciated.  I really am. 

Thank you for all you well wishes.  On Facebook, on WhatsApp, on BBM and messages on SMS.  This, I received from Australia to Mauritius.  I sincerely thank you. 

So cheers to you, Nadia!  You are cute, thankful and have a full life to live in!!



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