Last Saturday, 7 March 2009 was a memorable day for me.
Firstly, in the afternoon…I went to my friend’s wedding. Ah, one by one of my friends getting married. I wonder when is my time?…huhuhu. I knew her wedding from my mother. We haven’t contact each other for quite a long time. I knew she engaged last year but didn’t expect her to get married this year. May be she doesn’t wanted to delay the good thing. (^_^) I’m happy for her wed and hoped she lived happily ever after likes the story tale. On that day, I also met my friends that I haven’t seen for years, Adibah. Adibah had just finished her study but didn’t get any job yet and she’s currently works as replacement teacher at my youngest sister’s (‘Alyaa) kindergarten. That’s why my sis told that her teacher is here. I also met my friend, Nusaibah. I think the last time we met each other was during Solat ‘Idulfitri last year. But we didn’t manage to talk much as my family hurrying to go my grandfather’s house. Wedding party…could be say as a time to see long lost friends. Be in touch again with friends and some people get to know new people in wedding party. So, to all my friends…hope you enjoy every wedding party, and don’t forget to pray for the grooms and their family.
After that my parents send me to buy the tickets to Muar. I took quite sometime to search for the ticket and finally I ended up buying the tickets straight to Melaka tonight as the earlierst tickets to Muar available at that time is on 11 March which is the 1st day I’ll start my Humanitarian Elective Posting (HEP). Furthermore, it’s not much bus companies offer the ticket to the south of Peninsular Malaysia. So, tonight I’ll travel again. Be away from my family and home again. It’s quite sad as I just been home just for 6 days. I hope to spend more time at home. I missed my mother’s cooking. I haven’t eaten the ‘Lontong’ and ‘Nasi Dagang’ she’s cook. Hope I can spend more time after the HEP.
After bought the tickets, I visited my grandparents. I always visited them each time I’m home. I couldn’t remember when was the last time I sleepover at their home. I remembered spending most of my weekend with my grandparents. During the ‘Ramadan’, I love helping my grandma making ‘Putu Mayam’ and of course I love eating them while they’re still hot. At that time, I was really closed to my grandparents and 2 youngest aunties. But now, we’re not as closed as the old days. May be because of time I spend with them become less and less and they have more and more grandchildren, nieces and nephews. In addition, my aunt had married and had her own family. However, during the ‘Idulfitri or holidays, we gather at my grandparents or my aunt house. We get together again and strengten the relationship. We hoped we still have time to gather again next time.
Late evening, we went to the beach. Only my father, 2 brothers and 2 sisters followed the trip. My mother is tired as she had just finished some meeting. My father sends us to the beach first then he went to the barber to cut his hair. While he’s away, I was meant to look after my brothers and sister. ‘Alyaa got ‘pelampung’ and the other sister had live jacket with her. She was afraid with deep water. My 2 brothers can swim quite well. There are not many people at the beach that day and we are free to swims. ‘Ombak masa tue pun x tinggi & air pun x pasang’. So, xde la nk kna tgk2 sgt. Tp ada satu masa tue, ‘Alyaa punye pelampug terbalik & sy x perasan. Bahaya jugak la. Padahal, kami xde la jauh pun, hanya setapak dua je. Ms tue, Syarin yg tolong ’Alyaa sbb dia pun ada kt c2. ’Alyaa said, ”Kak Ngah xnmpak pun ’Alyaa jatuh. Alyaa blop blop blop dlm air.” I just smiled. Then she added, “Kak Ngah xnmpk ke ’Alyaa, kn ‘Alyaa pakai bju warna pink.” Nway, nothing happened that after that and I’m really thankful for the safety and happiness. And ‘Alyaa also doesn’t seem to be traumatized by the incident as she told the story again to my father and mother. Hope we’ll have family picnic again when everyone is home.
Firstly, in the afternoon…I went to my friend’s wedding. Ah, one by one of my friends getting married. I wonder when is my time?…huhuhu. I knew her wedding from my mother. We haven’t contact each other for quite a long time. I knew she engaged last year but didn’t expect her to get married this year. May be she doesn’t wanted to delay the good thing. (^_^) I’m happy for her wed and hoped she lived happily ever after likes the story tale. On that day, I also met my friends that I haven’t seen for years, Adibah. Adibah had just finished her study but didn’t get any job yet and she’s currently works as replacement teacher at my youngest sister’s (‘Alyaa) kindergarten. That’s why my sis told that her teacher is here. I also met my friend, Nusaibah. I think the last time we met each other was during Solat ‘Idulfitri last year. But we didn’t manage to talk much as my family hurrying to go my grandfather’s house. Wedding party…could be say as a time to see long lost friends. Be in touch again with friends and some people get to know new people in wedding party. So, to all my friends…hope you enjoy every wedding party, and don’t forget to pray for the grooms and their family.
After that my parents send me to buy the tickets to Muar. I took quite sometime to search for the ticket and finally I ended up buying the tickets straight to Melaka tonight as the earlierst tickets to Muar available at that time is on 11 March which is the 1st day I’ll start my Humanitarian Elective Posting (HEP). Furthermore, it’s not much bus companies offer the ticket to the south of Peninsular Malaysia. So, tonight I’ll travel again. Be away from my family and home again. It’s quite sad as I just been home just for 6 days. I hope to spend more time at home. I missed my mother’s cooking. I haven’t eaten the ‘Lontong’ and ‘Nasi Dagang’ she’s cook. Hope I can spend more time after the HEP.
After bought the tickets, I visited my grandparents. I always visited them each time I’m home. I couldn’t remember when was the last time I sleepover at their home. I remembered spending most of my weekend with my grandparents. During the ‘Ramadan’, I love helping my grandma making ‘Putu Mayam’ and of course I love eating them while they’re still hot. At that time, I was really closed to my grandparents and 2 youngest aunties. But now, we’re not as closed as the old days. May be because of time I spend with them become less and less and they have more and more grandchildren, nieces and nephews. In addition, my aunt had married and had her own family. However, during the ‘Idulfitri or holidays, we gather at my grandparents or my aunt house. We get together again and strengten the relationship. We hoped we still have time to gather again next time.
Late evening, we went to the beach. Only my father, 2 brothers and 2 sisters followed the trip. My mother is tired as she had just finished some meeting. My father sends us to the beach first then he went to the barber to cut his hair. While he’s away, I was meant to look after my brothers and sister. ‘Alyaa got ‘pelampung’ and the other sister had live jacket with her. She was afraid with deep water. My 2 brothers can swim quite well. There are not many people at the beach that day and we are free to swims. ‘Ombak masa tue pun x tinggi & air pun x pasang’. So, xde la nk kna tgk2 sgt. Tp ada satu masa tue, ‘Alyaa punye pelampug terbalik & sy x perasan. Bahaya jugak la. Padahal, kami xde la jauh pun, hanya setapak dua je. Ms tue, Syarin yg tolong ’Alyaa sbb dia pun ada kt c2. ’Alyaa said, ”Kak Ngah xnmpak pun ’Alyaa jatuh. Alyaa blop blop blop dlm air.” I just smiled. Then she added, “Kak Ngah xnmpk ke ’Alyaa, kn ‘Alyaa pakai bju warna pink.” Nway, nothing happened that after that and I’m really thankful for the safety and happiness. And ‘Alyaa also doesn’t seem to be traumatized by the incident as she told the story again to my father and mother. Hope we’ll have family picnic again when everyone is home.
1 comments:
just be patient. ur time will come. I.Allah..
n be more careful next time when goes to picnic
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