From Aku, with love

 Tomorrow is our new year , the beginning of 2024. I end my 2023 with this phrase 👇 " Alhamdulillah  'ala kulli hal " which means All praises and thanks are for Allah in all circumstances. I learned it from Ustaz Jafri's YouTube. You can google its benefits.  We know that we are being tested by Allah but the way we accept the test - is it with an open heart? Or we feel angry . Only we know ourselves.  And my blog ends 2023 with  11, 391 total of views ( until 10.10 p.m. ).  Thank you. 

 Continue gardening today . I went to another nursery and luckily ,  it has many fragrant Melur plants. I just bought one Melur plant , a plastic pot and coconut fiber. I use the coco fiber to cover the holes in the pot.  I had extra money , so I bought Siti Zubaidah @ 3 Bulan plant. The colour is light pink and the flowers are small but a lot. It looks like a bridal bouquet.  And of course , another plastic pot for that plant.  There are also fragrant pines in that nursery. The pine smells like serai wangi. Yup, I did smell it. Then ,  I remember a Korean drama, " Encounter " where the hero ( Park Bo- Gum) gave this kind of pine as a gift to his girlfriend, the CEO. But I didn't buy the fragrant pine because I have my Himalayan Blue pine in my garden. Actually, it's over my budget.  One pine enough la.  Two pieces of advice , especially to the young ones 🥰👇 # If you want to buy something , must stick to  your budget. Do not over spend. It ...

 Yesterday, after watering the plants, I transferred all my Lidah Jin and Lidah Mertua near the wall. Scary right the names. Along A gave me Lidah Mertua during the RR reunion last year. That's the first plant in my backyard garden. Thank youuu. The garden tools rack , including the gloves and fertilizer, I put all of them in the store.  Then I went to the nursery this morning. I bought plants , plastic pots ( cheap and light ) ,  the five layer flower pot stand rack and packets of soil.  And that nursery boy introduced flowers tonic to me. Tonic? He gave a good explanation on  how to use it . How to mix it with water , how to spray the flower plants, how many times  and when to spray it . Wahhhh, I like , I like , I like. I bought one bottle.  That boy can be an influencer. An excellent one !  Tall plants like  Janda Kaya ( excuse me, why that name?) , cute ones like Kekwa and Butang - I bought different colours . Sighhhh...still not enough....

 My 2 kerat pantun👇 Go to Port Dickson without my mommy, Let's help our Malaysia's economy. We reached our holiday destination on 20 December 2023.  Yes, it's Port Dickson and "why Port Dickson" is to let my husband feel less tired  . He had an extra class on that day ( Wednesday ) and on Friday morning (22 December 2023) ,  drove to his hometown - Machang @ Mache . So, PD was the perfect destination for us. We chose Avillion Admiral Cove Hotel . It's only for one night. Our room was spacious and clean but not seaview facing. It's parking view facing. Aiseyman,  if not, we could see the yachts from our room . Never mind  because our room was near a lift . It's a "special " lift. Entered the lift first. Then we pressed button "L". After the lift opened, we walked a few steps , taraaa we reached our car. So there's the pro and con.  For our dinner ,  we went to Restoran Seri Mesra Ikan Bakar.  It's the famous restaurant here....

My family went to BS night market before going home. I bumped into Adik F. Wahhh so happy to meet him. Both of us wore  a mask. So  I was not sure if it was him but it was him. It was a big surprise to meet him here because he's staying quite far. He told me that he got work to do at school and I told him that we just reached here from Kelantan. Adik F always helped me at school. Not only me actually, but to all teachers. He's very helpful.  But the one that I really, really appreciate his help is when he helped me to get rid of the big rat. I am really scared of that animal. I cannot even see it. It was my unlucky day. There's a female teacher, let's call her Adik NF.  She showed me a  big rat which was trapped in the mouse trap. And she showed me right in front of my face. Can you believe it?  I was stunned at first, so shocked to see the rat. Then apa lagi I screamed la. Really a scream. Adik NF just realized that I was scared of that animal so quickly, ...

 I miss my spring garden. It's still raining here in Mache but I'm not sure whether it's raining at my place. I'm not worried about my plants.  I'm very sure they won't die because their roots are strong. Only the leaves will dry and drop. When I'll be at home, I am going to water all the plants and Insya-Allah, they will be ok . Now, I am thinking of rearranging certain plants in my garden . And I want  to add new plants. May be tall plants or may be flower plants. I'm not sure. Need to rearrange first. Then I'll know. I also need soil and pebbles . Lots of things to do at home. Ok about strong roots. Yup, plants need strong root. Like humans too. But we don't have root , we have belief. Strongly believe in Allah . Anywhere we go, always remember that we are Muslims. Whatever we do, always remember that we are  Muslims.  Then we are on the right track. Insya-Allah.  

 It's rainy season in Machang . It started this morning and until now, it's still raining . The restaurants, the car park is full. People here love dining out. But if you cannot go to a restaurant, it's ok. You still have other choices.  Lots and lots of street food stall, especially in the evening. Don't worry about the taste and the price. The taste is like the one you cook at home or may be better than yours. That's the main reason why I prefer buying rather than cooking.  And I am not worried about the food hygiene. So far, I never get diarrhea buying the street foods .  And if we look at other reasons, I also help their business and increase our country 's economy...... Be a good citizen ☺️ . Bye! 

 Since yesterday I didn't cook. Lots of things to do. This morning, my dearest husband cooked fried bihun for us. Wahhhh I really love his bihun. But my mother in law's (Ma) fried bihun is still the best one. No prawns , no squids . It's a simple fried bihun but the taste is umph . I still remember there's a day , we're going to have guests that morning. Ma's relatives were coming . Ma wanted to serve them fried bihun but instead of she's cooking it, she asked me. Well, I thought it's easy so I just said ok.  My fried bihun was ready. Our guests were waiting to taste it. So taraaa. But the guests just put a little bihun on their plate. Ate it but didn't want to add.  My Kelantanese niece who was seven years old at that time ( she's an ustazah now ) looked at me and shook her head slowly. I was curious about the taste . Then I looked at my husband . He put a full plate of fried bihun and ate it. He ate, ate and ate. He just focused on his food and...

 On 2 December 2023 , my husband took me and my son to have a Lunch Buffet at Bayview Hotel. I called it as " My Wife's Appreciation Day ". My mother couldn't join us because she had something to do on that day. So only three of us. My husband gave me time to eat and drink whatever I like .  More varieties of food than the one that we had  with my mother, brothers, sister and in laws. That one was for my retirement celebration. We had it last July. And last week,  I was so busy taking care of my cinta hati " my emak". She was not well.  She had high fever and bad cough. I gave her two tablespoons of GESB pati gamat ( blue bottle ) three times a day plus the doctor's medicines.  After a few days , her fever was gone and it's a big relief. She is still having cough but it's only a mild one, "batuk manja gitu".  Yesterday,  my mother had gone back to her house although I was still worried about her.   So this afternoon, we visited her . Sh...

 I had a conversation with a male teacher who's going to retire. He's Chinese and single. Only two of us at the canteen having breakfast.  Suddenly , he asked about my married life. I told him that  for the first ten years , it's a big trial for me because my husband and I still wanted to know about each other. That period , my respect was more than my love to my husband. I did my duty as a wife and the love was there but it's just love.  But after 10 years of marriage, my husband and I have blended everything. It's like we are ONE. It is more love than respect and that's very good. He has become my life partner. And I don't want to hurt him. I just want my husband to be happy.  That teacher only said, " Lucky your husband". And I told him, " I'm lucky to have him". Then he laughed and said, " Both of you are lucky to have each other". I just smiled.  Thank you Allah ❤️💛💚💙💜🤎🧡

 Sometimes, we wonder why Allah chooses us to face that problem , why Allah   tests us. May be because Allah believes that we can face it and Insya- Allah , we can pass the test. Just don't be scared and don't be sad , Allah will always be with us.  I still remember when I performed my hajj. Every thing was so easy and we were treated like a vip there. Then I said to myself, " Allah, how to make You proud of me".   I wanted Allah to tell the malaikat ( angels) how proud He was because His slave worked  so hard for this Hajj to get Allah's blessing.   What happened was  that day before we left our hotel to go to Arafah, I had high fever. Alhamdulillah , my bus always reached early . I could book a suitable place for me to sleep in the tent.  And there was an ice box outside the tent, near my place. So to reduce my fever,  I rubbed  the ice from my head to my feet . Alhamdulillah no more fever. But, when I was in Mina, ...

 My blog has reached 10,143 views today. Thank you. I created this blog in 2019. It's my new blog. My old blog has gone with the wind. It was an empty  blog at first until July 2022 ,  I started being an active blogger. But I did stop blogging for 6 months, 6 March 2023 until 6 September 2023. Lots of things to do before and after my retirement. Sorry. Anyway,  thanks for viewing my blog. My RR friend , Z did ask me to upload pictures on my blog but I prefer it to be like this. No pictures, only words to describe everything. 

 "Cikgu", I turned around and a lady wore a face mask was in front of me. I recognized her voice. She worked at our school canteen around 2008 - 2010, sorry I forget the year. I was choosing vegetables in the market yesterday when she came near me. She told me that she's not working anymore. Then she told me that her son, H was there, accompanying her. She pointed her son. I looked at that guy. Allahu Akbar . No wonder, this guy kept staring at me . He was wearing a mask that's why I didn't recognize him. I could see that he was smiling at me behind the mask. I taught H when he was in 3 A (  no KRK  in my school yet ). At first, he failed his English papers but then he worked hard . During his PMR Trial , he managed to get D. I always told him that hopefully, Allah would help him to get C because he's a good son and a good student. Well, he got C for his English in PMR . I remember it clearly.  Then his mother told me that H is working now and has already boug...

 Met my RR members yesterday at Dr Angah's house except Along A🥰 , Andak J🥰  and Chief Anjang🥰. Hahaha some of us have our nick name but all of us have the panggilan adik- beradik. Mine , I think is Uda. I don't remember because they always call me using my nick name.  I met Dr Angah's mother and her youngest sister after so many years. I introduced myself using my real name and her mother looked confused. Just wanted to tease her.  She's 73 years old but she still remembers her daughter's gang, Red Ribbon and our nick name.  Amazing. My real name is not in the list.  Then I told her my nick name, straight away she smiled and said something. I laughed and hugged her mother,  praying for her good health. Back to our meeting, lots and lots of food was served . Y kept reminding us about her yoghurt and egg had to eat together with her Bombày briyani rice. Adik S with her Sedap Nak Mati Choc Cake , Achik Z's gedik jelly , Itam's  chicken pepes ( e ...

 I don't understand why people need to be jealous and arrogant. Why do they have to feel like that? How to get rid of it?  We must always think of our weakness or weaknesses . Don't ever think that we are perfect. When we think that we are good at something, think of other things that we are not good at. Then we won't be arrogant.  All the things that we have , do not belong to us. All belong to Allah. He's our Creator. Allah can give, reject or take it back.  About jealousy. It depends. The wife should be jealous if the husband is looking at another woman. So does the husband. If they feel nothing, it means they don't love their spouse. Isy, isy, isy. And being jealous is also good if that can make you perform better especially at work.   But jealousy is not good if  it makes you hate that person and want to hurt him or her. You will feel satisfied if that person has a miserable life. Is that what you really want?  Sighhhh just remember that we w...

 Assalamualaikum. This morning, I went to the market to buy prawns, less hot dried chillies and onions. They're for RR Reunion. I really forgot to buy them last Sunday . Last year, I was the host but I didn't cook. I just ordered from my lovely kak nor and Amelia. I was so tired because I had English Carnival first, then English Camp. Lost all my energy. So far, they had come to my house 3 times. The first one, I cooked.  I cooked quite a lot at that time. Then,  they came for my Hajj kenduri. Lastly, last year's one. Actually, my husband doesn't mind if I become the host every year as long as his wife doesn't have to go to KL. But it's not fair. I also want to go to my friend's house. My dearest RR member , Ic will give me a lift to KL, so my husband had to say , " ok you can go to KL and have fun". Isy ... don't worry, it's only for one day .  Ic is expert in cooking rendang and asam pedas. There was one year, I was so busy  marking paper...

 R was my 5PSV1 student in 2019. His English was very weak and he came from a poor family. He always slept in my class. I woke him up, he opened his eyes then he closed them back. I didn't know what to do with him. Sighhhh this boy would fail my paper and  spoilt my 5psv1 's English result. I always thought of that.   One day, after I finished my class , on the way to the staffroom , I heard ustazah 's voice. Everybody had gone home. Only ustazah and R in that class. They were having a serious conversation. So I entered that class. I asked them why they were still in the class after school. Both of them looked at each other. Then ustazah told me that R had punched my son because he didn't like my son closed with a girl in that school. I cried after hearing that. I looked at him and asked him why he did that to my son. "Am  I a bad teacher?" Then he answered, " teacher baik". I asked him back ,  " when you hit my boy , did you  think of me? ...

 Who is a strong person?   The person who has great patience.  Why?  Try to be a patient person only for one day. Try not to be angry. If you succeed 👇 Congratulations! You're strong , bravo ! If you fail 👇 No comment ( safe answer 😆 )

 I watched a Malay drama , " berdosakah aku". It's a sad ending because the girl didn't call "emak" to her mother when the mother's alive. Pity her mother because she wanted to hear it  and always mentioned it.  But the girl was very angry that she refused to call her mother " emak".  Only when her mother passed away, after bathing her corpse , she hugged her mother's feet then called her "emak" and asked her forgiveness. Of course,  her mother couldn't hear it because she's dead. Sighhhh only one thing , a very important thing I want to say here is how bad your mother is, how bad she treats you.... she's still your mother. And I am very sure , if you think your mother hates you, you're wrong. Absolutely wrong.  She loves you although she never says or admits it. She loves you although she never shows it. Remember, her blood is in your blood.  A mother is a mother. A very special person that cannot be replaced by a...

 The same date ,  the same day but different directions. On that day , my husband will go to Melaka as his school is having Majlis Apresiasi while his wife, well it's ME will go to KL as her RR gang is having a reunion. Our son? Pity him, he will stay at home as he's having a tuition . But my husband had told my son that he will take us to ....... for having our own " Family Majlis" .  Thank you Abe🥰. And our special guest will be...yehhhh my cinta hatilah, my mother . Insya-Allah. 

 1. Before subuh Suroh Al Baqarah 284 - 286 Lillahi ma fissamaawaati............... Suroh Waqiah One new page every day to khatam Al Quran 2. After subuh Suroh Yaasin 3. After Zuhur Suroh Ar Rohman 4. After Asar Suroh An Naba' 5. After Maghrib Suroh Al Baqarah 284 - 286 Lillahi ma fissamaawaati.................. Suroh Waqiah 6. After isyak Suroh As Sajadah Suroh Al Mulk 

 I love sitting in my garden especially when it is windy. Looking at the colourful flowers really relax my mind. I did fall asleep once. No wonder, my mother loved sitting here. This Monday, my mother will be here and every week, she'll be here except weekends. Insya Allah.  I feel grateful to Allah for still having emak. I am so lucky. And I still have Ma. She's younger than emak. Before I left Kelantan during the Deepavali break, I met Ma and she held my right arm.  Last time, she took my right hand and kissed it. Ma is a very good mother in law. When I had no child, people ( of course ladies) would ask me about when I was going to have a baby. That's why I didn't like to attend any kenduri but I had to.  Sometimes, they're so mean. They just said what they like.  They didn't think about the person's feeling. I kept quiet but Ma would say something to shut their mouth. Nobody dared to disturb me when she's around. She is my hero. Although it has been a...

 Assalamualaikum and good morning. We reached Kelantan yesterday before maghrib.  I saw my youngest brother in law   spoon feeding my mother in law (Ma) in the living room. After that, he carried Ma into her bedroom and put her on a new bed . Her children bought a bed like the hospital one. The bed has two mattresses (+ the air mattress) . Her son put a waterproof mattress protector first on the mattress , then the bedsheet. Ma looked so comfortable on her new bed. And she also looked pretty.  After bathing Ma, her children always put talcum powder on her face.   They also make sure Ma never miss her solat. While Ma is performing her solat, her son will read the suroh and  ......  aloud to help Ma if she forgets. It's like he is also performing solat with her.  My b.i.l had a car accident last year. When my husband wanted to carry Ma , he insisted to do it . He kept telling my husband that he's ok now. He went back to Kota Bharu after is...

 Sometimes, we don't get what we plan. We feel frustrated, angry , unfair , sad ....at first. What Allah has planned for us is better because He knows what is the best. "But they plan. And Allah plans. Allah is the best of planners". Be tawakkal in Allah's plans.  About being angry. I always told my students , don't be rude to a good teacher. That teacher won't get angry. She will forgive what you did because she always prays for your success. But I'm afraid God will get angry with what you did to your teacher. And I don't want you to be punished by God. Be good to your teacher and God will pity you and help you in your exam.  Luckily, my students listened to me although most of them were Chinese and Indians. Thank you.   Oh yes, please read surah Yaasin after subuh prayer and don't forget sadaqah subuh. Take care ok.

Last Friday, there was a Maulidur Rosul procession at my husband's school. After that, the muslims had a Maulidur Rosul talk. Then, they had class as usual. When my husband reached home, he told me that he forgot to wear his samping that morning. I looked at the sofa, OMG his samping was still there. I asked him many questions, did the teachers tease you, what did the principal say, did the students ask you..My husband just answered, "Saya cakap saya lupalah". He really forgot about his samping. i cannot imagine my husband going to the canteen, surau, classes , any where in his school only wearing his baju melayu without samping. Pity him. I asked him, "Why didn't you call me?". He just said , " Never mind. I didn't want to trouble you ". Haiii someone has stolen my heart...

Hello! i am in my spring garden, looking at my colourful, amazing baby flowers. It's windy here. Behind me are my purple lavender plants. I love watching my red roses, syrup smell rose kampung ( pink roses) and my cute Japanese roses. The four different colours of hibiscus look great. Even the colourful lantanas ( bunga tahi ayam) make me smile. I can see my sexy maroon Alamanda shaking its body. I have plumbago which reminds me of the sea. And the bright red Camellia, the favourite colour of ladies' lipstick. Some of the flowers , i don't know or forget their name. But i give them a special name like Putih, Peach, Yellow, etc. Very special, right? hahahaha. Next to my spring garden is my vegetables corner. I have curry, limau nipis, limau kasturi, limau purut ( all the three lime plants ), pandan, Rosemary, lady's fingers ( bendirlah), chilli, kesum and telang plant. I am still waiting for my big pots to plant lemon grass and kantan. Dahsyat right? Very impressive hah...

i still remember my first week went to the mosque a few years ago. They were having berzanji because it's the month of Maulidur Rosul. After Maghrib prayer, we would always have it. Ops sorry. Berzanji is praises and narration of our Prophet Muhammad s.a.w. The best part of berzanji is it is conveyed in song form. There's a special rhythm. i am not good and i don't know how to do it. That night, we had it as usual and as usuàl , i just listened to them. Some of them were very good. Sometimes, the ladies' turn , sometimes, the guys'. But unexpectedly, when it came to the ladies' turn, one of them said, Cikgu ( teacher) . Mesti cikgu pandai ( teacher must be good). I was looking at the berzanji book but when nobody did it as it was quiet, i lifted my head. Then i realised everybody was looking at me. Oh it's me "cikgu". Of course i panicked. I told them that i am an English teacher (that time) so i don't know how to berzanji. Was it a good excu...

Hello! This morning, i made my nasi lemak CB. My Kelantanese husband loved the sambal. My mother was the one who taught me how to do it but i did alter a bit. i only thickened the sambal and it's more umph. Then, i had my breakfast alone in my garden. Looking at the birds flying high and low, i remembered the famous phrase, i want to be free like a bird or easy to say - i want to have my freedom. Teenagers like saying that. They want to leave their parents' house because they don't like to be controlled or lectured. They just want to enjoy , do whatever they like with their friends. Sighhhhh..hello! if you want to enjoy and have fun, are you sure you will never feel hungry, you will never feel sleepy? You are not a robot. Where are you going to eat? What are you going to eat? Just close your eyes, zam zam ala ka zam , chicken chop is on your lap. In your dream laaa. Of course, you need money to buy food. If you leave home, where are you going to stay? You want to stay with ...

Hello! Good morning. i went to the market and bumped into my friend, Adik W. She's a very pretty teacher. She thought I just bought a few things but actually, my husband and my son had already taken the fish and chicken from me and waiting in the car. Hahahaha I am a housewife now so, there're many things need to be bought. Then my family went shopping at Mydin, before going home. This is my Sunday routine. But whatever, we always start our Sunday with breakfast first. Haiii no need to cook, we just had it at Kedai Makan Paya Serai near the market. I love its Rojak Mi, my husband's choice is Mi Kari and my son, a simple nasi lemak. Now, back to the things that we bought. My job is to arrange and put it at its place either the fridge or the pantry. Last time, i used kuih raya plastic jars to put the dried chillies, anchovies, gula melaka,bla bla bla and bla. Jimat maa, no need to buy. But my husband is different. He was not satisfied. So, he bought Mooca Air Tight food con...

Hello! I just checked the statistic of my blog. Wow, the view now is 6537. For this month only, the view is 1505. There are viewers from Malaysia and other countries but most are from Malaysia. i don't know what to say. i just shared my story and my experience. Anyway, thank youuuu. Well, today's topic is about mental health. It's a serious topic and i mean it. When I was a teenager, we always used the word IQ. The ones who were very smart, we considered them as having high IQ. Everybody was proud of these high IQ people. But, we are in a different situation now. Not only teenagers; primary school students, adults, professionals, even senior citizens, all have the same problem that is STRESS. The pressure is high or may be, very high. And for this, we need our hero, EQ. As for me, having high EQ is better than high IQ. We must know how to control our emotion because if it didn't work well, it will affect our health. And that's not good. Make yourself happy in your...

Hello! Good evening! I read an article about sadaqah to animals like the plants insects. The lady said if the insect ate our plants, it means it's not our rezeki. just consider it as sadaqah to the insect. I was like alamak. I remember all the small insects that i killed because they ate the leaves, the flower buds,...haiii i shouldn't do that. So this week, i saw the ants, the red bugs on the leaf and on the flower. I noticed how tiny their tummy is. I don't think they can eat all my flowers and the leaves of that plant. I didn't do anything to them. i didn't kill them. i just left. When i sat and looked at my garden, it's like spring season. It's a colourful sideyard and backyard garden. i have red, orange, yellow, pink, maroon, blue, purple, peach, white flowers. They have dark and light colours. This is what my friend, late Mashitah missed - the colours. There were also birds flying and chirping. That's why i don't have grasshoppers and snails in...

Situation : i was drinking my sugarcane juice with a straw while my husband was driving.  H : Do you like the juice?   I : Yup, very refreshing.( I looked at him smiling).  H : This morning breakfast, nasi kerabu is nice, right?  I : Yup, I love the grilled chicken. Sedapppp. H : Your Rainbow cheese cake? I : Mmmmmm yummy, yummy. The best.        ( smiling again).  H : Haaa then is it ok if we live here, in kelantan? I : No, thank you..( not looking at him, i continued drinking the juice).  krik..krik...krik....krik... - The End -

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to....., happy birthday to me. Yehhhhh. September 23, yup it's my birthday today. Early morning, while i was sleeping, someone kissed my cheek and said "Happy birthday......" That's the first birthday wish and of course it's from my...drum roll please...yes from my habibi, my husband. After breakfast, my cinta hati, my mother called me. She was so excited wishing me for my good health, wealth and long life. But after that she cried. I also wished her the same things and both of us ended crying. Haiii we are indeed emotional family. Then, i received beautiful wishes from my Keluarga Hj...... . and my Red Ribbon gang. Ops i forgot my son. He sent me a special birthday video with my picture in it. I love the video so much. He is good at it. My son is not here with me, so there's no celebration. Thanks for all the wishes and i love all of you. I change a bit this famous quote, " Family and friends are...

Hello...yesterday on the way to my MIL's house, we stopped at Serri Bakery, Syurga Makanan dan Dessert. This is the best bakery to me. There're a lot of choices like durian crepe, hokkaido cupcakes, batik sarawak cake, burnt cheese cake, puddings, bla..bla..bla and bla. So many. i couldn't think well when looking at the cakes. Luckily, i was not drooling. I just bought Rainbow cheese cake because my husband kept saying "take one only" before I went to that bakery alone. And as a good wife, i must listen to him. So, this morning, after having breakfast, i took out the cake from the fridge and ate it slowly, only a bit. I think so hahaha. Later, in the afternoon, i bought sugarcane juice, drank and finished it. Wahhh it's so good. Then at home, i started farting. Alhamdulillah, only gas came out. i told my husband the good news. He said ok dah tu. But after the third fart, alamak why the smell changed suddenly. Hurriedly, i went to the toilet and mr diarrhea sai...

Ke..latee, Ke..latee, ke..late, ke..lateeeee (sing like chow kit road chow kit road song). Yes, i am here in mache, kelate waiting for my husband who is buying nasi kerabu for our dinner tonight. Sighhh. Today, i am having diarrhea. All because of the two day apam pisang that i ate yesterday. It's horrible having diarrhea while travelling to kelantan. I haven't eaten since this morning because i have already had my toilet call 6 times, I repeat 6 times ok or may be more than that...aaaaahhhh( do i sound like tarzan?). And every time, when my husband parked the car, it would be near a toilet. Thank you for your consideration dear. Your wife could walk calmly to the toilet, no need to run hahaha. I had a mixed feeling all the way to Kelantan, excited and disappointed. Excited because i saw many food stalls selling my favourite food. And disappointed because i could only see...haiiii if i buy and eat, i am afraid i will preet, preet in my car. i think i am quite ok now after drink...

Hello! I am so tired. Lots of things need to do today. Last time, i had a pantore (pantry + store) but now, i have a small store so my husband, my son and I transferred certain things to that place. So, pantry is a pantry. Store is a store. No more pantore hahahaha. Do you know the story of Taj Mahal? My husband is not rich like the emperor. He is only a teacher but he still wanted to build something special for me. He gave me a glass room. He knew i love writing/blogging so that's the comfortable place to do it. And the best is I can have my ladies' meeting there. So far, my RR gang had their lunch in that room. A few female teachers (including two adik PPKI) from my school came to my house last year and also had lunch there. That's the place for gossiping ( membawang) and laughing (ngilai-ngilai). Sigh...how I miss that moment. I really appreciate what my husband did for me. Like what i said earlier, my husband is not a gentleman but he is romantic, ops sometimes hahahah...

Hello! I just returned from Melaka. I celebrated my husband's birthday there but that's not the topic that i am going to talk about. Today is about a girl who is very talented. Her mother is my close friend. Actually, her mother is one of my RR gang. We like to share any good news, especially if it is related to our children, career, etc. Although some people may think the news is not that important, who cares. Back to this girl. Her mother shared her first video that was a National Level Choral Speaking Competition. She was in lower form when she took part in the competition. I watched the video and it's outstanding. Next, I did watch her online Bual Bicara Programme with Syamsul Debat. Sorry, I forget the year. She's one of the three students who involved in the programme. They're the penalists. I liked her opinions when being asked by Ustaz Syamsul Debat. She's very smart. And today, her mother shared with me her daughter's video on Tanggang. She's t...

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Everybody has his own problem. How good your life is I don't think you are free problem. But some people like to keep quiet, they don't want to share it with other persons. Their face is expressionless. When we look at them, we don't know that they have a big problem. To me, please talk about it with someone that you can trust. Someone who can keep your secret or someone who can help you to solve your problem. If you are reluctant to do it, at least share your problem with God. He is The Best Listener (Maha Mendengar). But if the problem involves your life, please seek help. Don't keep it to yourself. There was a case where the husband always abused the wife but the wife said nothing. She never told her family about it. And she died. Don't let people hurt you. Don't let them do it because of love. If the person loves you, he or she won't hurt you physically or mentally. If nobody loves you, please love yourself. Take care ok.

Hello! Tomorrow is my dearest husband's birthday. I want to give him a box of fruit tarts ( last year, i gave him a box of brownies and was delivered by Puan A to his school). The problem is i don't have that lady's phone number anymore. sighhhhhhhh. My husband is a not a gentleman but I prefer him to be like that. He always made me laugh although he didn't realise it's funny. Yesterday, I made my berhantu Nasi Lemak Cinta Berahi. He packed the food himself but i really liked the way he arranged each component of that Nasi Lemak. He put the rice first. Next, he put a few slices of cucumber at one side. After that he cut the boiled egg into two and put it at another side. Then the long fried kangkung, he spread it nicely at one side. Lastly, the anchovies sambal, he put it in a small plastic and put it on top of the rice. It's so artistic. Settled every thing, my husband looked at me and smiled. Is it because i forgot to close my mouth while watching his performa...

Hello! Good morning! This week my cinta hati(my mother) is staying with me. She is 81 years old and believe it or not, she still can cook. My mother always wants to help me in the kitchen but I just ask her to do simple things. She needs to exercise her hands and legs. It's unhealthy if she just lie down or sit. And another important thing is when she helps me, she will feel good and happy. Boost her self-esteem . Let her do simple things like cutting vegetables , onions and sometimes, sweeping the floor. Cooking, nope when i am around. She will sit on the chair and watch me. If she's interested, she will ask me the recipe and how to cook the food. I don't know but i think she is very proud of me. This is her daughter who was not good at cooking, cleaning, gardening, always relied on the maids when she was young but now, I have changed. Hahaha i can cook for her, take her out (only to Bandar Satelitelah), do gardening like her.....but i still cannot compete her. She's t...

Hello! Is it easy to become a teacher? It is not about the teachers' extra works at school. I know they have abundance of work. Remember, i was one of them. It's about their teaching. Is it easy? If it is easy, everybody wants to take that job. Teachers are not only talking in front of the class. They must know how to identify their students' weakness or weaknesses and try to solve the problems. They must also know how to explain to make the students understand. How about if the students are very-very weak or not interested in studying at all? Well, in that case, teachers can do nothing. It's difficult and complicated. BUT, there are a few teachers in my school who can make the very weak students pass their exam. Amazing, right! Very impressive. They sacrifice their leisure time to focus on these students and always think on how to help them. Yup, teaching is not easy so, do you want to be a teacher?

Hello! Good evening. Let's talk about a gift that we receive especially from someone that we love dearly. Yesterday, my gorgeous professor friend showed us the money that she got from her daughter. It's not that much but we could feel how proud the mother was, how happy she was, sharing the good news on our RR whatsapp. RR? Ala, our Red Ribbonlah. It's not about the money actually but it's about the remembrance of the daughter to share her allowance with her mother. My friend must be very proud of it. Remember, the tv advertisement about a cute little girl wanted to buy a cadbury chocolate for her mom. She was willing to sacrifice her valuable toys and bracelet to the cashier because she didn't have money. It's touching. Yup, i mean it. My son, so far, he had used his extra pocket money to buy two baju kelawars for me. I was in the shop with him in Kota Bharu and suddenly he asked me to choose a baju kelawar. No wonder , he wanted to follow me. He always prefe...

Hello! I really miss my blog. I thought I have lost it like my old blog and I did check the views. Wow, it's reached 5000. The last article I posted here was last March and this is going to be the first article I use my laptop to type. I always used my phone before. I am a retiree now but frankly speaking, when i go anywhere i prefer to be known as a housewife. But here in this small town, some of them know that I was a teacher so they will call me"Cikgu". They know i have retired and happy with it, especially people in the market. They even gave me a recipe or tips on how to cook the things that i bought. That's so cool. I also learned lots of recipes from Che Nom's youtube like mushroom soup (my gravy was not thick like che nom's one but who cares. It's still a mushroom soup because i put lots of button mushroom in it hahahaha), garlic bread (my family loved it), chicken tortila, salsa (am I right? sounds like a dance haiii whatever...) and fried kue teo...

Hello! i bought a new book at machang smo bookshop yesterday. i wanted to buy Laman magazine at first but there were only children magazines on the racks. So, i tried to find a romance novel but nothing attracted me. Then i saw this book, " Stop talking and start hijrah ". i just took the book , went to the counter and paid. i haven't finished reading , actually i read a bit but there's something disturbing me. When people ask you , " Do you want to enter heaven or hell? " Of course we will answer heaven. But do we act like we want to enter that place. I am talking about myself. i always prayed late because i wanted to finish my work first although i knew it's wrong. I know it's wrong to pray late but why did i still do that. Before the mco, i always went to the mosque with my husband. But after the mco, i am still praying at home. i told my husband, i will go to the mosque after i retire. But why do i have to wait? I love Allah and I really do but ...

When i looked at my mother in law, i almost cried. Sometimes,she would remember me and asked my husband about me. When i came near her, she just ignored me and continued eating. But she did answer my questions, very short answers. i don't mind as long as she wants to eat. She didn't want to eat rice or fruits. May be she couldn't. Her legs are the biggest problem. She didn't want to walk but i think she's afraid to walk. Afraid of falling. She did fall once and she might remember that incident. Her son had to lift her to put her on her mattress or on the chair. But i really salute her sons. They still treat her well. For the past few days, i made porridge and chicken soup for her. My husband would blend the chicken and the porridge until it became very smooth. Then he would add the soup to make it taste better. Not only tasty but very healthy. What i want to say here is although they have to lift her, they don't control her food. They still want their mother to...

Who are they? First of all, my late father who's my great supporter. Next, my late father in law who liked to pamper me and always listened to my stories. I always pray to Allah let my father and my father in law be best friends in the barzakh. And i was very happy when my son had dreamed of them. In his dream, he was walking to a mosque but there were two persons blocked his way. When they turned around , they were his late Atuk and Ayoh. Both of them smiled at my boy. May be they missed my boy, that's why they visited him. Then, my husband. i called him my fairy godmother before because he always tried his best to fulfill my wish but i think that name doesn't suit him anymore, so i call him my sugar daddy. Sounds wild right. And he calls me his gundik ( mistress ) hahahaha. Lastly, my son who is my protector, my Hercules. When we performed our umroh in 2019, three of us entered hijir ismail. My husband, my son plus an unknown guy stood around me while i was performing haj...

Hello! i am still feeling tired but i am satisfied because i had done my best to help my students. In 2019, i taught 2 weak classes. All students passed in 5 psv1 and one student managed to get B whereas a very few students failed in 5 psv2 but they're special case. They didn't know how to read. They just copied whatever the teachers wrote on the whiteboard. It doesn't mean when we teach weak classes , we just accept their fate. Oh they are weak, of course they will fail. That's bad, very bad. We must try our best to make them pass. That's our duty as teachers. Same with good class. It doesn't mean that they are good students then you just wash your hands and do nothing. Yup they are smart, so no need to teach them. Can we do that? I taught 5 Science in 2020. My school is always the parents' last choice for their kids. Although they're 5 Science, they're not like other schools' 5 science. But i manage to make one of them get A +, 2 students A, 2 ...

Hello! Good evening! Today, i had my last class with my Form 5. It's sad. They're like my children. They've improved a lot. They did four essays yesterday. Today, they just did two essays and 8 objective questions in paper 1. Almost two hours spending my time with them and i kept looking at their cute face. Chloe and Thanam, both of them are determined girls. They know what they want and work hard for it. Alden is a kpop boy whose brother got 8 A in SPM 2020. His brother got A + in his Add Maths. But Alden is different. He was naughty at first. Always showed his arrogant face to me but later when i showed him how easy to pass English, he became interested and wanted to learn. Same situation with Bakir who has a very smart brother. Their brothers were in 5 Science, i mean the first class but they are in the last class. They are smart but in a different way. May be not in academic but something else. Most of the students in that class have short memory, especially Puah who is...

Hello. There's something important i would like to share with you. I learned it from the late ustaz ismail kamus. He asked us to read suroh Yaasiin after subuh prayer. Yes, everything will be easy for you. Insyaa Allah. I also read suroh al waqiah before i sleep and before subuh prayer. Suroh al mulk is a must read before sleeping. Last time, i was so tired that i didn't read both suroh. I just went to bed but i couldn't sleep. Since then, how tired i am, i must read suroh al waqiah and suroh al mulk before sleeping. May Allah bless all of us. Aamiin ya Allah. Take care.

Hello! I watched a Malay drama today " Penghujung mihrab". I love the story about how two persons from a different family background fell in love. But it was a sad ending because the heroine died before they got married. She's so positive when she said "orang tak sakitpun boleh mati jugak" which means all of us will die, although we're not sick. But when the time has come, we will leave this world whether we are ready or not. I cried while watching the drama and after the drama ended, i joined my husband wàtching Sepahtu on YouTube. It was a comedy show but i was so tired that i fell asleep. i was snoring when i woke up and noticed that my husband was not on the bed. He went to the living room because he pitied me. He told me that he didn't want to disturb when he heard me snoring. Well, that's so sweet. But i think he was disturbed because of my snore.....do you agree with me? No. Yup, he is a very good husband. Whose husband? My husband. Alhamdulil...

Hello! Tomorrow is Israq Mikraj. It's a gift from Allah to our rosul Muhammad s.a.w after having the saddest year (his uncle and wife passed away) and our rosul also received the command of Allah to pray 5 times a day during that amazing journey. We must believe it. It's not impossible. Long time ago, our ancestors went to Mecca to perform hajj by ship and it took months to reach the place but now, it only takes hours, not even a day to reach Mecca. It's not impossible. Look at ourselves.From a baby to a teenager, to an adult then we become old. If we have a very long life (may be 100 years old) then we are like a baby. We need people to take care of us. We don't remember the names of people or the way from the market to our house. Everything is from Allah, our Creator. Only kun faya kun. When i watched mickey mouse cartoon, all the animals , the trees, the sky, the mountain all could speak. And it's not impossible because they are Allah's creations. So do the ...

Hello! This evening, as usual i went to my garden to check my plants and may be to trim it. i brought along my scissors. I thought the rain had already stopped but while i was trimming my bamboo plant all of a sudden, i felt like lightning struck me. i saw a very bright light. I was scared so without hesitation, i ran into my house. Then i heard a loud thunder. Haiiii....if something happened to me or easy to say, if i die , i will leave everything ...my garden, my car, my house, my land, my big family, my son and my husband. I will leave everything. I have worked so hard for my garden but i cannot bring it along with me if i die. That's life as a human. That's life as God's slave. This world is only a transit for us. How much we love this world, we will bring nothing. Only rewards that we receive from Allah can help us. If we get it but if we don't. Haiiiii.

Hello! Last Friday, i ended my extra class earlier because a few of them told me that they were exhausted. Instead of ending my class at 6 p.m., it ended at 5.40 p.m. Everybody went home except one Malay girl, the Keru girl. i saw her waiting at the bus stop alone then i remembered something. She told me a day before that her father would fetch her at 6 p.m. Her house is the furthest among my students. Alamak! So i turned back and went to school. The guards were surprised to see me again. i asked them to open the students' entrance gate and went to that girl. She was happy to see me at first but then looking anxious. Why? Hehehe i gave her a speaking test while waiting for her parents. While answering my questions, she kept looking at her watch and it's like she's praying to God begging her father to come and take her away from the misery hahaha. Later a Kancil car stopped in front of us and it was her parents'. They greeted and thanked me for accompanying their daughte...

Hehehe...my backyard garden is almost complete. i am so satisfied because i planted them myself. My husband and my son helped me to transfer the big flower pots and carried the big bags of soil to the backyard. Only bamboo plants not yet. Need to buy more soil. i told my husband, please don't sell this house if i die because i really work hard for this garden. If he misses me, he can look at the garden. He told me before that if anything happens to me , he won't stay here. He will live in Kelantan. Haiii.... that's so sad.

On the big day, i helped to clean up my late sister's house and at the same time played with my late sister's grandchild, Anis Rania. She has curly hair like her late grandmother. Last time, her father cut her hair and made it look straight. Then she had fever. So they do not dare to cut her hair anymore. My late sister's room has become her playroom. Lots of toys there. And there was a sink in it. I took her to my sister's room to wash her mouth. That's my first time entered that room after my sister passed away. I looked around that room. There was a window where my sister, kak lang always called my name whenever she saw me. I still remembered her bed was near the window. The place where she always told me her hope for her children, especially the youngest one, her son. I told Rania that was Mimi's room. All her children , nephews , nieces , including their friends called my late Kak lang, Mimi. And that girl kept repeating her name, Mimi, Mimi. I did cry and ...

Hello! It's friday today and tomorrow will be my nephew's wedding at my late sister's house. It will be two busy days for me and my sister, kak chik. We have to prepare food for the bride, the groom and the bride's family. There are a few special menu for them like ayam rendang maman, crispy fried prawns, sweet sour siakap hahahaha.

Last Saturday, i went to my colleague's / friend's son's wedding. The wedding was at Dewan...., it's the biggest hall in this district. There were thousands of people attended the wedding. So many people and lots of food, not only inside the hall but also outside. The hall was big enough but still there were few big tents outside the hall. Yup, i repeat thousands of people. All the guests received the same doorgift, a box of Beryl's chocolates. Simple but looked elegant. Actually, she has the datin title but i prefer to call her kak...... and she has no problem with it. She is very humble and generous. I never asked money from her but when she knew that i was organising a food bank programme for our Form 5 students last year, she asked my bank account number to transfer some money. Not only to my programme, other programmes also, she did the same thing. She also found a sponsor to contribute a few air-conditioners in the staffroom last year. Our staffroom's Co...

Hello! Good morning. Today, we are talking about sadaqah. i made a big mistake yesterday. Everybody knows that i am going to retire early and i won't get my pension for two years or to be more specific, 2 years 3 months. i tried to save some money and at the same time, spend it on my house/garden. Yesterday afternoon, after i finished my 4 periods class, two teachers saw me and excitedly asked me to sponsor something. I thought it was a lot so i told them i couldn't do it and explained my future situation. Now, i am feeling guilty. Haiii so this morning, i am going to find that teacher and give her some money. It's not good to say no, at least give a bit. That's my mother's best advice. There's one more thing i want to do for my school. Waqaf story books for the hip room. HIP room and the English Zone are my love for my students and the school.

i went to bandar satelit pulau sebang night market just now. it's the best, better than machang or tampin night market. You can find lots and lots of food here like mi rebus / mi bandung johor, mi sup Utara, my favourite jagung bakar, chicken porridge, rojak buah, shushi, ayam percik,cempedak goreng yes, lamb grill, kacang kuda rebus, apam balik pandan etc.etc.etc. fuh dahsyatttt (scream). I didn't water my plants today, i just looked at them while enjoying my food. It's very windy at my half-completed garden (or shall i say a quarter) and it made me hungry. I did admire one brother there. He's so cool. My husband bought 2 sets of chicken chop butter rice at his stall. Before that, i noticed the way he put the french fries was a bit slow. He put it one by one like he was arranging a jigsaw puzzle. There're many customers behind us but he didn't care. May be, his motto of business is "Wait or you will regret". Yup, his customers didn't mind waiting...

Sorry, i deleted the post about my x-maids. Well, all of us did make mistakes, including me. May Allah forgive us. Aamiin ya Allah. Actually, i wanted to share how i treated my x- maids when we ate in a restaurant. I always brought along my maid when we went back to kelantan or having family dinner outside. If a restaurant, we would order our food first then i would ask her to order hers. Or i let her choose the food that she liked at the food counter. Sometimes,i would let her sit together with us but all depend on the situation. It's bad if we are enjoying our meals whereas our maid is sitting there alone waiting for us, without any drink and food. They are humans like us, of course they also feel thirsty and hungry. At least, buy her a drink if you think the food is very expensive for your maid. All my maids enjoyed their outing. That's why my second maid cried when i wanted to take her back to the agent. i treated them well!

Hello! I went to a nursery today. The owner was so happy to see me because it has been years i didn't go there. He is very friendly and funny and i did buy a few plants. My husband chose the plants for me and i love all of them. They are different kinds and colours. Before we left, the owner said," ok teacher , see you next month". His confidence level, not bad hahahaha. But i didn't have the heart to tell him that next month, my husband will take me to another nursery to find the suitable plants for our garden. May be, Gadek Nursery. Looking forward to it. Good night!

Hello! it's raining here. I finished marking all my students' papers last Wednesday. it's a big relief actually. Today, i really had fun at school. We shared jokes and laughed, especially about our students' answers.  I remember, a few days after my father passed away, i was very sad but i had to go to school. In the morning, i was still not in a good mood but after that, my students shared stories with me, something that i couldn't imagine. I just laughed together with them. On the way home, when i stopped at the traffic lights then i remembered my father. I was so happy at school that i forgot i have lost my father forever.  There's one more incident. I had a terrible headache but i still went to school. My students did something in the class that made me laugh non stopped and it's loud. When i reached home, i realised that i didn't have the pain anymore. Wow! No need to see a doctor, no need to eat panadol, i just laughed. That's the secret.

Once,there was a mouse stranded in our house. I think it came inside through the kitchen sliding door. Luckily, my husband was the one who saw it when he opened the kitchen cabinet. So, my husband bought a mouse trap and he put a a bit of curry puff to bait the mouse. The next day, it was trapped. Later, i saw the curry puff was still inside the mouse trap. It's like the mouse didn't touch or eat it. I did ask my husband why the mouse didn't eat the curry puff although it was very hungry . "The mouse knew that it's going to die when it was trapped, so no appetite to eat the curry puff" . That's my husband's answer. Yes, it's true. i had that feeling before.

We had our dinner at one of the resaturants in Pahang. My husband ordered three sets of chicken fried rice and an omelette (telur dadar). After a while , the waitress came and told me that there's no telur dadar. So, i told her to prepare two bullseye eggs ( telur mata kerbau) instead. And she agreed. Then my husband looked at me and asked , why we cannot have telur dadar but we can have two telur mata? Ontah.

On the way home, i bought something for my Chinese friends, my neighbour " the orphan brothers", my favourite cleaner at school and my granddaughter. She is my PAR's daughter. When she is at school, she will come to my room to see me. She will watch me doing my work and ask questions. Sometimes, i gave her a storybook and if i have time , i will listen to her reading and she can read quite well. Last week, i was added in a new WhatsApp group. I was wondering who were in that group , so i checked. Alamak , it's her group. i told that group, sorry wan has already many groups and i have to leave. Phew. Yalah all the Year One kids in that group, suddenly this old woman was one of them. Haiiii.

This morning, my MIL's younger brother and his family came to visit her. While chatting with his sister that's my MIL, his uncle asked my husband about his work. And my husband told him that he's still working in Gemencheh. All of a sudden, my mother in law said the name of my husband's school correctly. All of them were surprised because she couldn't remember that well. I was not in the room so i didn't hear she said it. Later, my husband told me about it. I looked at my husband and told him the main reason why his mother can still remember his school's name because she's so proud that her son is a teacher in that school and she's very proud of her son. My husband kept quiet then he went to his mother's room. You know why i take a great care of my husband because i still remember what my mother in law told me when she's healthy. She wouldn't even let one mosquito to bite my husband when he was a baby and when my husband had an operation...

Hello! i bought colek buah in Tanah Merah. It's only rm5, cheap and varieties of fruits like mango,bidara, guava, pineapple and jambu air but today, there's no kedondong. That's why i love staying here in Kelantan. Every morning, i will have my favourite kerabu rice with grilled chicken. Tomorrow, we are going to Pasar Senin Machang. This place is awesome. Whatever you want, you will have it here. Spectacles, fashionable handbags, tudung, t shirts, blouses, shoes, comforters......the foods (kuih jepun kelate, etc) and drinks ( air kelape gonche, etc)..really crazy. You don't have to buy. only look at those things , you will feel umph. It's like a therapy. Like last time, i will try to find udang galah again. Not that big but you can choose. The price, ops i don't remember. It's very easy here. If your mother wants to eat chicken porridge, no problem. There're a few stalls here selling nasi air. Macam-macam ado hahahaha

Hello! When i reached my mother in law's house, all my three brother in laws were here. They were waiting for us but we couldn't have a long chat because it was late and two of them live in Kota Bharu so, it's quite far. But before they left, the one who took care of my MIL asked me to walk around the house. He had already put fence, no need for me to be afraid. My mother in law's house is a Malay kampung house and there's an orchard behind the house. Lots of durian and dokong trees. It's very cool here and I love it. No more chickens because my brother in law had already warned the owner to take his chickens back or ......Only two big cats are here, the ones that my late father in law liked to feed. I went to the kitchen. It's clean. The brothers had already cleaned it up and i smiled proudly. Thank you!

Sometimes, when i was feeling sad or worried about something, i would remember the picture of RR gang that we took together last time. Yes, there's one picture that i like so much. i don't have to look at the picture , it's already stuck in my mind. i would always smile or laugh whenever i remembered it. But now, not only that picture can make me smile, the embarrassing incident in the restaurant today also make me laugh. The problem is i thought nobody saw it but always this guy would see that unforgettable moment. Who else, my husbandlah. He watched it with his big eyes, may be first time in his life. I could see that he tried to stop himself from laughing. Luckily, my son didn't see it. While he was driving, i asked him to delete the incident that he saw just now from his memory. Then my husband laughed, a vey big laugh. Ugh. He told me that he had already erased it but after i mentioned it, the memory came back and he could give me a review about that incident. ...

Hello! I got a jab yesterday. it was the second booster. My husband asked me why i booked the appointment, how many teachers had done it bla bla bla. .....but he didn't want to get the jab and i also didn't encourage him to do it because we're going back to kelantan today so I was afraid he would get fever. I called my mom that night before the jab and she told me that she would pray for me but she didn't say that she wanted to do it. So it's me alone. My son wanted to take the first booster but i asked him to wait. Actually, i was scared because i heard a lot about the side effects. Besides, i had fever after the first booster jab so i was really scared. Before i entered the clinic, i did ask my husband to pray for me. He just smiled, even the doctor was also smiling when i recited Shahada before he injected my left arm! Insya Allah, I'll be ok.

In December 2013, i performed umrah with my husband and my son. At that time, i was still wearing jeans and long sleeve shirt because not only we did umroh, we also visited Turkey for 6 days. But i wore tudung bulat because it's so easy to put it on while travelling. No need to use pin left and right. But after returning from umroh, my father was unwell. i continued wearing jubah but not at school. After my father passed away in 2014, i lost my passion in writing and couldn't update my old blog. I didn't know what to write. I had no ideas and no mood. The excitement in writing had flown away on the day i lost my father. Not only that, i didn't feel to wear jeans and long pants. I've lost interest. Any sports event , i will wear baju kurung or my long skirt. i don't care what people said. My husband and his family didn't say anything, they just accept it. Until now, i never ask my husband whether he is happy or not. i just follow my heart.

My husband and I, we are different. Of course , he is a guy and i am a lady but it's more than that. When we were teachers in the same school, people like comparing both of us. During the meeting, my husband would keep quiet and jot down notes whereas i loved talking with my friends. My colleagues said that it's like my husband was a 5 Science student while his wife was the last class student. Haiii..what to do! Our early marriage, he did ask me to stop wearing jeans and short sleeve t shirt but i didn't listen to him. i always told him , you married me as who i am, so you should accept it. After a few years, he didn't make noise anymore about my clothes. But he still taught me on how to press the toothpaste , how to wash the dishes, bla bla bla..at first i was angry and i thought i married the wrong person. But after 10 years of being husband and wife, all my weird way of life , he accepted it wholeheartedly. Whatever i did , he's not angry anymore. He just laughe...

Haiii.......looking outside my house, actually the backyard, i can see only empty pots, except the two pots that my friend gave. Sedihnya,so sad. Always google on how to decorate the garden, how to arrange the flower pots....hehehe just see the pictures only without doing any actions. Last time, I transferred some pots from the front yard and i had chest pained so my husband asked me to stop doing it. He asked me to do it after i retire haiiiiiiii. What to do man, other people have taman bunga, i have taman pasu instead. But at least, i still have taman..hahahaha

Hello! When we are in padang Mahsyar, when our good or bad deeds are measured, anybody can come forward and tells God what we have done to that person. If we did bad thing, he or she will ask God to take our pahala or reward and transfer it to him or her. That's what we call muflis akhirat or bankrupt in the hereafter. But if we do good thing to that person, it will make our rewards heavier on our scale. All these things make me scared because everybody will be so selfish during that dup dap dup dap scary time. We don't care about our relationship anymore because all of us want to enter paradise and terrified of being send to hell. Last night, i told my husband that i love him so much that i would not burden him dunya and akhirat even deep in my heart , i am so scared to enter hell. May Allah forgive us and protect all of us from that awful, horrible place. Aamiin.

I watched YouTube about Mother or Emak ( Ibu) and how to treat our mother well, how to make her happy. Firstly, when we get our salary, make sure we put aside some money for her first. Not that we spend our money first and the extra , we give it to her. That's not cool. Next, if our mother is rich, it doesn't mean we don't have to give money to her. And of course, she won't ask for it. But if she still doesn't want to accept your money, you can buy something special for her, take her along with you during the holidays or take her to a place that she likes. i still remember in 2017. My mother really wanted to perform her umroh. She had money but nobody could take her there. Everybody was busy. Then, she asked me. i had money at that time but it was for my hajj. And to take my mother there, it's not only me, my husband and my son would also follow us. And my mother had to stay in the nearest hotel to masjidil haram and that was expensive. She kept telling me, ...

Last Wednesday, there was an essay question about friendship. My 4 science asked me to give a sample on how to write a good essay. Then, i remembered my blog, my post about my gang, the Red Ribbon. So, i opened my blog and read it. Easy to find it because it's the most popular post. When I mentioned the name " Red Ribbon" , everybody laughed. The boys said , " teacherrrr ". I just continued reading. Slowly, they stopped making noise and listened to my story. After i finished reading it, i looked at my students. Some of them looked impressed, some of them smiled but they didn't say anything. I told my students that it's easy to find friends but to have true friends, it's very difficult . It's hard to find someone who can share everything with you, either your sadness or happiness or may be your pain. They did ask me about my hostel life with my gang. I just laughed. I ended my Red Ribbon story by asking them to write an essay about friendship. A...

Hello! This morning , all form 5 students had to answer a BM essay. It's about taking your friend to interesting places, of course in Malaysialah, where else. I was there because there's only a new female BM teacher in the hall and i was afraid the pupils would bully her. While i was there, a few pupils came to see me . They asked me about Cameron Highlands, Langkawi, Kuala Lumpur and even Malacca. Some of them have never gone out of Tampin so they didn't know what to write. Haiiiii....this is the main reason why i had two school trips before, first to Malacca then the second and last was Kuala Lumpur/ Shah Alam. Why i don't want to organise another school trip is all because of their seniors' attitude. We had the KL trip in 2019. I had to prepare the paperwork first. After being approved, i started completing the trip forms. I had to type all the students' name with their ic number. Ustazah chose her Pendidikan Islam club members and i chose the students accor...

Hello! Good evening! Today, i came across something interesting in the Star newspaper. It's Lisdawati's ( a Malaysian actress) words of wisdom. She says "Marriage can be challenging but acceptance is the key to a successful marriage". Yup, we accept our partner's strength and weakness, or may be weaknesses , then we can live happily ever after. That's the KEY and she's absolutely right. BUT, in a different situation, if your partner is an abuser, abuse you physically and mentally, don't accept him or her. It's your partner's weakness but stay away from that person please. Take care!