From Aku, with love

There was a boy in my class. His name is...... One day, he asked me , " Teacher, are you married? " I looked at him and said, " of course, i am married. i am 52 years old'. Then he told his friends in tamil..........i didn't understand what he said but i understood when he mentioned the word "old". yalah,if 25 is young, 52 is no doubt, old. Hayya, hayya....

Hello! After coming back from school, my husband called me. He told me that his parcel would be delivered today and may be it was already at our porch. He asked me to take it before his enemy, mr 🐕 bit it away. I forgot to tell you, mr 🐕 bit my husband's tyre brush and his wiping cloth and it put them at our laundry yesterday. My husband didn't want to use them anymore and he looked a bit sad. I told my husband that 🐕 liked playing with his things. So when my husband asked me to check his parcel at the porch, i was worried but then i realised my husband hasn't touched it yet, so no smell from my husband. If he's lucky, it might still be there. When i opened the door, mr 🐕 was already there relaxing next to my husband's car and i saw the parcel near my car. I looked at mr 🐕 and it looked at me. We looked at each other. i syu syu mr 🐕 and it wanted to leave but it was raining at that time so mr 🐕 came back. i didn't have the heart to force mr 🐕 to leave ...

I married my husband in 1996. At first i didn't feel comfortable. Of course new family, new surrounding and new culture. i wore faded jeans and t-shirt at that time. To me, my husband must accept me as who i was. Only in December 2013, after returning from umroh , i stopped wearing jeans and not only jeans, i stopped wearing long pants. Until now, i don't feel to wear them anymore. No forcing from my husband or my in laws, none. Early marriage, i was not satisfied with a few things in Kelantan but whenever i told my husband about it , he didn't like to hear. Then i noticed that my husband adores his family, especially his mother. Whenever i treated his family well, my husband would smile and bought something that i loved. His happiness actually comes from his family. Then i promise to myself no more comments about his family. His family is my family, his parents are my parents. When his family had problem, i also tried to help. I am the youngest in my family whereas my husb...

i miss my boy, i really miss him . My son asked me at his hostel whether i am happy without him at home. i told my boy only God knows how much i missed him and worried about him , prayed for him , day and night when he's not around. But i have to be strong because i know this is the best for him.My son knows that i love him and going to miss him so he left his t-shirt that he had already worn. Whenever i miss him, i can kiss his t-shirt. i can smell his perfume and it heals my pain of missing him. May Allah protect my son and always guide him to the right path. Aamiin.

Hi, let's talk about animals today. This morning, my husband sprayed some water to a dog. Actually, it was a homeless dog but my neighbour always put some food outside her house to feed her cats and not only the cats ate the food, that dog too and sometimes they ate together. Can you believe it? what happens now the dog feels like at home. It feels being loved by someone. So, it can be seen around our area. Sometimes at our neighbour's house, sometimes at the empty house and.... sometimes at our house. Whenever my husband saw the dog, he would make noise to make the dog go somewhere else. This morning, the dog was biting whoever's old sandal and again my husband shu shu the dog but this time, he sprayed some water to the dog and it left without the sandal. My husband took the old sandal and threw it into the dustbin. He came inside and told me about the dog. i was worried about my two pairs of Skechers shoes that i put in front of the door and luckily, they were still there...

Hi! i am not well. Problem with my hands, left toes and my right heel. I am tired because i use lots of energy to walk.....My today's advice, please hold your partner's hand tightly while walking because one day when your hand is weak, you can only hold your hand's partner..... it's like touching. You cannot swing the two hands happily like small kids because your hand is weak. It's like touching without feeling the warmth and it's sad, extremely sad. Please hold your partner's hand tightly while walking , sometimes you can rub his hand and laughed when he's ticklish. Enjoy the sweet moment because i do miss it. Take care of each other ok. Luckily, my husband and i still share our dirty jokes and laugh a lot although i feel like an old woman walking beside him. haiiiiii never mind, as long as we are happy and still, i love you, you love me chewahh.

i don't know what's wrong with me now, but i like to add the green chili padi in my fried rice or when i eat it with vadei....fuh the best. But only the green ones. i still cannot tolerate with the red chili.... it's very hot. The green chili is small, so i just break it with my hand into three pieces , i don't have to use a knife to cut it . Aiyo eating chilies man, only the hero can do it. If i eat it with vadei, just eat the whole of it, yes. No need cutting it. My husband was impressed when he saw me eating the chili just like that. Very, very impressive and i was so proud of it. But later when i went to the toilet because of eating chilies, he just laughed. Hero became Zero.

Every month, i contribute some money to my friend. She is a single mother, blind and has two kids who are still studying. One night i told my friend that i am going to retire next year and may be i cannot contribute that amount to her and she said that it's ok because she understood my situation. Then the next morning after praying tahajjud, i felt something wrong. i shouldn't say that to her. may be my life will not be as good as before but i should give her the same amount. So i texted her and told her that i changed my mind. Her daughter read the message for her and she thanked me for that.That morning, i was ready to go to school. i tried to reverse my car but there was a white cat at the gate, so i kept driving my car back and forth. Then a car which was driven so fast passed my house and i never saw it. Luckily, the cat was there before. Yup, after the formula one car gone, the cat was also nowhere. It's a mystery. May be my intention to help my friend saved my life...

i really miss Mecca and Medina. i miss walking along the road, watch people selling things like prayer mat, shawls, tasbih and many more. i miss the thick mango juice , i miss kebab, i miss the smell, i miss the busy roads, i miss the honking, i miss the food, i miss the sellers calling me hajjah, i miss their smile, i miss every thing about mecca. i miss to kiss the kaabah and be in the hijr ismail. Medina, it's different. There's only one place that i miss, that is to be in Rawdah, near Rosulullah. it's so calm there, the feeling is different . Medina people are friendly and the ladies speak softly and gently. I miss all of that.

i must be very careful when i speak to my mom because sometimes what i said, i would get it. Early this year, my mom asked me to buy a bottle of pati gamat gesb when i was in kelantan. it's very good for the ones who have gastric. i bought two bottles, one for me and another one for her. When i gave her the gamat bottle , she told me that she wanted to have two bottles. I told her that i must keep one bottle because i was afraid that i would have gastric. i had gastric before, so it's for a backup. What happened was i really had gastric after that. For two months, i bought 6 or 8 bottles because i ate two table spoons of pati gamat, 4 times a day. Horrible. I told my mom and she felt sorry for me. Luckily, after two months i was ok until now. Thank God!