"Taj Mahal "

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 hahahaha.

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