I bumped into someone at the market this morning. Both of us looked at each other. I tried to remember who was that kakak. Then I said, "akak masjid". She laughed . Luckily, it's correct. I don't know when I will go to the mosque. This week, I don't think so. May be , after we come back from Kelantan. Insya-Allah.

Oh ya, we are going back to Kelantan this Friday. Miss my Kelantan family. Miss Serry Bakery. Miss sugarcane juice.  Miss nasi kerabu ayam bakar. I think my husband misses Kelantan more. Sometimes, he listens to Dikir Barat songs at home. And he is not alone. His wife also likes Dikir Barat!