Who is an ungrateful? she or me?
Well it depends on what position you are called. Daughter? niece? granddaughter? wife? daughter-in-law? aunt? sister? cousin? girlfriend?...and more...
She or me?
This accusation is between me and somebody else...apparently female... and of course related. Maybe blood related...genetic. Who threw this accusation? Suppose to be someone that elder than me and she.
Her, the offenders!
I was talking about her. Her nickname is 'Jane doe'. I was really mad at her. Only her! why? Of course this Jane doe have made such a bad thing. Thing that really upset my mom and her mom. My mom was crying because of her. My mom called her ungrateful, I totally agreed! I mock her publicly.
She or me?
She was defending her. Maybe she pity of her. She don't know the true situation. She don't even call my mom to ask what is really going on. She twisted the fact and back up her. That is really doesn't matter at all. But, the fact that she have been twisted portrayed this Jane doe done nothing wrong. Well it is really hurt my mom. I argued, my sister argued too.
The elder
The elder is misunderstanding. Ungrateful is really highlighted to HER. Why on earth suddenly this accusation arise between She or me????
I love my mom and I don't anyone dare to hurt her~
Thursday, 15 August 2013
Restart
I felt a bit awkward when I was about to start writing again. My sentences is not describing my point very well. Phrases arrangement are upside down. I don't know how to choose a better word to explain what is inside my head. But, I really want to write..to express 'things' that play in my mind....Please forgive my grammar, forgive my text composition...I am learning and continuously learning.
Thursday, 13 September 2012
Abrupt Change
Me, Hubby and mySon
Sabah to Peninsula
Not as simple as it looks to transport SAB xxx H
We struggle to set up a place
We still looking for a good job
We grab any oppoturnity, earning money to pay for daily expenses
mySon Iman
PAPN Tuaran to PAPN Subang Jaya
Place that he fits around to start fitting in...
Saturday, 4 February 2012
Salam Maulidur Rasul
At first, for all Muslims in the World, especially my friends and families, "Salam maulidur Rasul". Thank You Allah SWT for giving us a chance to live in this world. May we always recieve guidence and blessings in everything we do. Selawat and salam upon our Prophet, Muhammad SAW.
I felt very relieved after the exam was over. Although i do not put fully expectation from the examination but at least i do give fully efforts to sit in this exam. I Pray to Allah for give me the best answer from all of this. Allah Almighty knows everything and he also determines all things. I am grateful if i am in the favor of provision. At least I learned something from my reading that i've done lately. Hopefully i will continue to do my reading as a source of knowledge.
Tomorrow, another programme will start and I will take part. As from this year I will be the one of KLOSA's member. A programme called Global citizenship project - Students from Deakin University, Melbourne, Australia will be billeted at my Hometown for 15 days,they will be involved in helping to build a resource centre for primary school students. Their task are sourcing for organisations that can assist in providing suitable learning materials for the resource centre. An open day will be organize by them to overspread the information to the local people about the resource centre.
I felt very relieved after the exam was over. Although i do not put fully expectation from the examination but at least i do give fully efforts to sit in this exam. I Pray to Allah for give me the best answer from all of this. Allah Almighty knows everything and he also determines all things. I am grateful if i am in the favor of provision. At least I learned something from my reading that i've done lately. Hopefully i will continue to do my reading as a source of knowledge.
Tomorrow, another programme will start and I will take part. As from this year I will be the one of KLOSA's member. A programme called Global citizenship project - Students from Deakin University, Melbourne, Australia will be billeted at my Hometown for 15 days,they will be involved in helping to build a resource centre for primary school students. Their task are sourcing for organisations that can assist in providing suitable learning materials for the resource centre. An open day will be organize by them to overspread the information to the local people about the resource centre.
Thursday, 26 January 2012
Happy New Year
In this new 2012 I really hope everything is going to be different from the past year.
Permata Anak Negara
I am really glad that my little son is going to school this year. Thank You Malaysia for providing a great place for little children, like my son. Pusat Permata Anak Negara, the first branch in Sabah was opened here in Tuaran, my hometown. I am so proud! ngee. Great facilities, curriculum and teachers.
Iman's Aki in Town
My Father in law intends to perform the Umrah in February. He decided to visit his grandson before the Umrah. After get the flight from KL to KK, he spent almost 1 week to be with Iman. We went to zoo, several exciting places and even reached Keningau. My son fell sick after his grandfather went back to KL.
Permata Anak Negara
I am really glad that my little son is going to school this year. Thank You Malaysia for providing a great place for little children, like my son. Pusat Permata Anak Negara, the first branch in Sabah was opened here in Tuaran, my hometown. I am so proud! ngee. Great facilities, curriculum and teachers.
Iman's Aki in Town
My Father in law intends to perform the Umrah in February. He decided to visit his grandson before the Umrah. After get the flight from KL to KK, he spent almost 1 week to be with Iman. We went to zoo, several exciting places and even reached Keningau. My son fell sick after his grandfather went back to KL.
Thursday, 1 December 2011
New Commitment
It was yesterday actually around 7pm in the evening...my hubby arrived at home with a new car. He looked so excited but bashful.... hehe poor him..I was excited too, I went outside and take a look. New Saga FLX, color Silver... It is not a luxury car BUT It is just nice, beautiful, comfort at suited to us. That is more important. At least we have our own transport here in Sabah... .ALHAMDULILLAH... 'terima kasih ya Allah'.
My hubby took me and my little son Iman, as an officially the first person to ride the car. YeaaaaahhH!! In the mid-way suddenly my hubby looked at the front windscreen. ??? It was empty ?? Then he said, " Oh my God! I forgot to stick the roadtax"...Huh! And then I suggested to him " Ok let stop and stick the roadtax first". But my hubby's answered "The roadtax was left at home"...hhmmmm thanks Hubby... hahaha..then we just went back home...
My hubby took me and my little son Iman, as an officially the first person to ride the car. YeaaaaahhH!! In the mid-way suddenly my hubby looked at the front windscreen. ??? It was empty ?? Then he said, " Oh my God! I forgot to stick the roadtax"...Huh! And then I suggested to him " Ok let stop and stick the roadtax first". But my hubby's answered "The roadtax was left at home"...hhmmmm thanks Hubby... hahaha..then we just went back home...
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
A pocket full of sorrow
It's been a wierd since last week, our community been shocked about this sad news. Yesterday, complete one week the departed of him...
15th November 2011 (around 6am)
It is still early in the morning, I'm still sleeping (according to mummy), when someone knocking on the front door. Mummy was holding Ar-Rayyan (age-6days:second son of my little sister Ika) in her arms immediately opened the door to see who is coming. Oh., it is Uncle Mali (he work at the same department with dady). "where is bodidi?" he asking for daddy. "He still in the bathroom, taking shower. why?" mummy replied. "Tell him, Ben is dead this morning" uncle Mali informed. Mummy was shocking and confused, she asked again for sure. "Which Ben?". "Who else ben that we know very much? It is our Ben" uncle mali answered. Mummy still blur. "your not kidding me right?" she said. "Tell bodidi about this and go get yourself ready" uncle mali said and just leaved. Mummy was really shocked and yet starting to cried out loud. She gave Ar-Rayyan to my sist. Ika. She cry and shout to my dad."Hurry up!!! finish your shower faster! Mali said Ben was gone!". Daddy was speachless. He seemed not to believe. Just yesterday he met him at the office, he just looked fine and nothing unusual. Mummy and daddy rushed to Mr Ben house.
same date(around 1pm)
I am still not knowing the news about this morning. I went to the town with my son, Iman. We looked for my sist Ika at mummy's boutique shop. It closed. I called my cousin Melda and ask if they are at her place. And yes they are there. I took a bus and went to Melda's place. Suddenly Ika tell me about it. My reaction: Blur, shocked and speechless. I remembered that only a few days before they celebrated the wedding Party of Mr Ben Daughter at Rasa Ria Hotel, Tanjung Aru. "How?" i asked Ika. " I am not sure but mummy said He was attacked by Fatal Asthma" Ika explained."Oh My God!" I am really sad. I think of daddy at the first place. How is he? How he manage to handle this situation? daddy is the closest worker to him. He is daddy's Boss. Everyday in the working days daddy is with him all day, except, when he had a meeting. I feel sad to dady. Mr Ben is just not a Boss in Daddy's department, but he is the great friend to every worker and every person that know him. He is very kind and generous. He is the heart of his family. He show loved for everybody.
17th November 2011
The funeral of Late Mr. Benihin. I am not attending. I wanted to but mummy said its better that i just stay and look for my son. It is not very good for the small kid to attend the funeral . I know that the event was full of sorrow. I am still thinking about daddy, I am still feel sad for him. I look dady's face is mournful. I didnt see daddy cry. But i know deep down in his heart he is really really sad.
20th November 2011
I used daddy's car and went to the town to buy some groceries. Automatically, the cd will be played accordingly with daddy's setting. Recently play, the chinese song from Teresa Teng. What on earth that he listened to chinese song i said in my heart. After reached at home I heard the same music daddy's played. A siries songs from Teresa Teng. I ask mummy, what mood daddy's in until he listened to Teresa Teng. Mummy said the cd is belong to Late Mr Benihin. At the office their packing and distribute some stuff belong to him. And daddy took the Cd and the picture in the frame of the Late Mr Ben. I feel sorry for daddy. He feel losing. When i listen to this song I feel the memorable of the Great person like daddy's Boss. The unexpected incident. But one thing that i know for sure, we are all only the servant of Allah...we can plan everything but Allah is the Greatest and Allah determines everything...
15th November 2011 (around 6am)
It is still early in the morning, I'm still sleeping (according to mummy), when someone knocking on the front door. Mummy was holding Ar-Rayyan (age-6days:second son of my little sister Ika) in her arms immediately opened the door to see who is coming. Oh., it is Uncle Mali (he work at the same department with dady). "where is bodidi?" he asking for daddy. "He still in the bathroom, taking shower. why?" mummy replied. "Tell him, Ben is dead this morning" uncle Mali informed. Mummy was shocking and confused, she asked again for sure. "Which Ben?". "Who else ben that we know very much? It is our Ben" uncle mali answered. Mummy still blur. "your not kidding me right?" she said. "Tell bodidi about this and go get yourself ready" uncle mali said and just leaved. Mummy was really shocked and yet starting to cried out loud. She gave Ar-Rayyan to my sist. Ika. She cry and shout to my dad."Hurry up!!! finish your shower faster! Mali said Ben was gone!". Daddy was speachless. He seemed not to believe. Just yesterday he met him at the office, he just looked fine and nothing unusual. Mummy and daddy rushed to Mr Ben house.
same date(around 1pm)
I am still not knowing the news about this morning. I went to the town with my son, Iman. We looked for my sist Ika at mummy's boutique shop. It closed. I called my cousin Melda and ask if they are at her place. And yes they are there. I took a bus and went to Melda's place. Suddenly Ika tell me about it. My reaction: Blur, shocked and speechless. I remembered that only a few days before they celebrated the wedding Party of Mr Ben Daughter at Rasa Ria Hotel, Tanjung Aru. "How?" i asked Ika. " I am not sure but mummy said He was attacked by Fatal Asthma" Ika explained."Oh My God!" I am really sad. I think of daddy at the first place. How is he? How he manage to handle this situation? daddy is the closest worker to him. He is daddy's Boss. Everyday in the working days daddy is with him all day, except, when he had a meeting. I feel sad to dady. Mr Ben is just not a Boss in Daddy's department, but he is the great friend to every worker and every person that know him. He is very kind and generous. He is the heart of his family. He show loved for everybody.
17th November 2011
The funeral of Late Mr. Benihin. I am not attending. I wanted to but mummy said its better that i just stay and look for my son. It is not very good for the small kid to attend the funeral . I know that the event was full of sorrow. I am still thinking about daddy, I am still feel sad for him. I look dady's face is mournful. I didnt see daddy cry. But i know deep down in his heart he is really really sad.
20th November 2011
I used daddy's car and went to the town to buy some groceries. Automatically, the cd will be played accordingly with daddy's setting. Recently play, the chinese song from Teresa Teng. What on earth that he listened to chinese song i said in my heart. After reached at home I heard the same music daddy's played. A siries songs from Teresa Teng. I ask mummy, what mood daddy's in until he listened to Teresa Teng. Mummy said the cd is belong to Late Mr Benihin. At the office their packing and distribute some stuff belong to him. And daddy took the Cd and the picture in the frame of the Late Mr Ben. I feel sorry for daddy. He feel losing. When i listen to this song I feel the memorable of the Great person like daddy's Boss. The unexpected incident. But one thing that i know for sure, we are all only the servant of Allah...we can plan everything but Allah is the Greatest and Allah determines everything...
Condolence to his Family and Friends,
Those we love don't go away, They walk beside us every day, Unseen, unheard, but always near, Still loved, still missed and very dear.
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