Pujuk hati

Salam.

If nak kira today, I have less than 3 months left. Hari hari buat countdown tapi alih alih nothing in progress pun. % tetap sama. Nak marah kat diri sendiri, banyak kali dah buat. Tapi benda macam, everybody else is involved. Nak buat kepala suka hati sangatlah susah. Kena ada persetujuan dari semua pihak. Baik side Fahmi, baik side Kakla. Tiba-tiba nama Fahmi jadi Fahmi sedangkan itu nama manja je. haha.

I'm the first one to be married dalam anak-anak Amran. So I guess Mummy gets overjoyed. The first one right, everything must be perfect. But my thoughts are different. Sebab tahu susahnya nak cari duit, mesti nak buat sesimple yang boleh, semurah yang boleh. I mean, dari segi food, dewan, I cannot tolerate anymore. It's already at their fix price. Tapi I can minimize my spendings on clothings, and barang hantaran especially.

It's once in a lifetime. So it must BE PERFECT. Kena nampak SANGAT cantik. Semua orang kena happy, puas hati. Nanti semua orang puji. I dunno. I don't have any intentions of semua benda tu. Yang penting, majlis berjalan dengan lancar. Semua orang dapat makan, dapat solat, my girls looks gorgeous on that day, and memang penting orang lain happy. Happy sebab dapat makan. Happy sebab selalu orang cakap weddings is like a mini gathering so I suppose orang happy sebab dapat jumpa orang lain yang dah lama tak jumpa? Why spend so much on a 1 day event whereelse the focus should be on the lifetime event?

Macam, bila tengok orang lain kahwin cam, baju cantik cantik, tempah semua, teringin. teringin sangat. But sky is not my limit. I don't want to tempah kesusahan lepas marriage just become nak nampak glamourous masa the 1-day event. Apa yang paling is redha keluarga. The more I ask for, the more daddy will spend. Adik-adik lagi 5 orang kat rumah. Dengan Iyah might be next but-I-dunno-when.

Nak buat pelamin pun nak praktikal. Buat apa ada pelamin tapi takle amek gambar ramai ramai sedangkan purpose orang buat pelamin is untuk amek gambar ramai ramai? Orang lain takde pelamin tak mati pun?

Nak kahwin patut happy tapi kenapa hati susah?

Kalau tak ikhlas, buat apa pun tak jadi. Usaha doa tawakal.




 

Kena pindah dah?

Salam.

Ini harta karun anak dara 3 orang. Nasib baik murid darjah 5 punya alatan belum banyak lagi so takde dalam ni. Tak muat raga dah. Does this means that I have to move out? Ohmann...

Kakla baik.

Salam. Tak kiralah org nak cakap apa. Saat saat macam ni dalam kepala nak jadi kakla baik je. Every sunday dah memang xde ,at rumah. Burn dah. So camne pun hari sabtu nak stay rumah je. Unless event tu melibatkan family. Dah tak laratnak jaga hati orang lain dah. Kalau tempat lain, kakla takde, ada lagi orang lain boleh buatkan.kalau kat rumah, ibu sakit, kakla takde, sape nak buat? Memang jumaat sabtu ni cuti,  tapi niat hatinak dok rumah lipat baju basuh baju kemas rumah semua sebab hari lainsemua tak sempt buat. Balik kerja makan, solat terus pengsan. Tak lama lagi dah. Pasni belum tentu boleh spend masa camni dengan family. Ini cara saya, apa yang saya fikir terbaik. Korang dulu dah or akan face benda camnih. This is my turn. Let me. Mendoakan ibu sentiasa sihat. Sedih petang petang camni kat opis.

She's flying again.

Salam. I'm on my way to KLIA. To send small sister for her flight to US. It's just that, small brother wasn't following. Nevermind then. 3 months, is a short while. Waking up in the morning, going to bed at night, woila! The time has come. May she have a safe journey, and graduated with flying colours 2 years later. Hari Raya, was a blast having her around. I never been in that situation yet, but I guess, being apart from family for two Hari Rayas made her appreciate this year's Hari Raya, and trying to make the best memories from it. Small sister was very busy, stressed up while packing up her stuffs this few days. I did my best to entertain and help her, tough. And having her around, somehow, it was very helpful when it comes to house chores and cookings. If things goes well, we'll meet again next year, small sister. Prayers. I heart you! <3

Elder sister, a burden?

Hi.

I always wished for an elder sister. Cause I never had one. But am I a burden for my siblings; my younger brothers and sisters?

Me : where are you?
She : stuck.
Me : where?
She : doesn't matter.

It was like, I have no idea of where you are, and does some care and love hurts so much?
I'm a bad sister. Bad bad sister.

It was yesterday.

Salam. Hi people! It's Wednesday. So, how's your week? I hope you're doing magnificent. ;p

Yesterday was a stressful day. I get distracted. Almost get myself frustrated, stressful, and all those negative feelings. Somehow, thank you dear brother. For finally you manage to come over and have a lunch with me. Thank you sooooo much! You made my day. And yes, thank you Mommy for making my food cravings a reality! I was craving for cakes. Blackforest. And also, thank you Allah for giving me these people around. I am blessed. Happy. Although it's a stressful day, especially when the due date is sooooo near, there are things I should be thankful for. It's a less than one hour lunch, but a meaningful one. I enjoyed spending time eating with brother, or anyone. Cause i know that's one time that brother or others are happy. Food! That's why, i'm working very hard to lose weight currently. Especially when it's hangout=eat time!

Have a nice week, people~


Planning things.

Salam.

Last week, during the weekdays, I was busy helping Mommy getting lil brother prepared with his things for his tertiary education's registration. But actually I don't help much. Except guiding lil of how to open a bank account. And accompanying Mommy in the car. Hehe. Settled. And there was like I don't really remember when. Mommy was kind of worried about lil brother. Since he's the eldest son. I bet any mother's soft spot is the eldest son(if they have any). We were having a meal. And Daddy and Mommy was reminding him of how to manage himself during his studies, not to wake up late, and stuff. I bet your parents did this. 

There was this one point.
Mommy : We need to plan our future.
Me : I planned.
I guess Mommy does understood what I meant.
Mommy : But there are times where things doesn't happen the way we planned.

Sometimes, there are point where those frustrations came back. Suddenly I was full of hatred, anger, where I thought of revenge. I felt like I've wasted some years. Too many things to remind me of the past. But until that one point, I really need to let things go. Kena redha. I really do. If not, it's like I was being cruel to myself, my family, my friends and him. Just by not letting myself happy. 

And I went for lil bro registration. And it's my first time and last I guess. My lil brother is big already! All the best. Here goes. Another Actuarial student in making. Yet, if people are interested in doing mathematics, or actuary, I will really suggest them to go do Statistics. More companies needs statisticians, instead of actuary or mathematicians. That's what I thought. It's kind of tough to get job by your major these days.

Kalau tak ikhlas, buat apa pun tak jadi. Usaha doa tawakal.

I think Momok hates me.

Salam.

I think Momok hates me. Well, she have reasons. At least for now. 

Momok being scolded. By me! =P

 

First, when she's sleeping on the stairs like in the picture below, I will go disturb her by singing Memori Tercipta - Shila OIAM. The song is so memorable. So I wanted her to listen to the lyrics. So that it would be memorable for her also. Apparently, she doesn't like it. At all! Because she will go wake up. And run downstairs and go lying on the floor somewhere downstairs. And this happens more than once! *meaning that I disturbed her sleep more than once. hehe. =p*

Second. I am so into the kind of blouses with checked design. If it's in Malay, I will say it as 'baju kotak kotak'. But until one time, I loose my interest in buying these kind of blouse. Yet, I'm still like sooo excited when I see one od those. On the other hand, Momok also likes boxes. She will be veryyyy curious when she saw one. She will go around, over, below, inside, or any ways. When she's inside it, she'll be like so quiet. As if she found a tranquility inside there. Maybe. 

Third. I reminded her of her boyfriend. Yesterday, Or the day before yesterday, I don't remember. Momok is lying on the floor of my room. She looked gloomy. So I make up stories with smaller sister. Saying that she's thinking of her boyf. Her boyf isn't texting. Or on his MSN or reply her comments in FB. Then suddenly Momok gets on her feet and walks to the door, wanting to go out of the house. I guess she's going out to find her boyf. Thinking that her boyf cheats on her. *seriously?*

I can remember only this. I'll update if I remember anything else.

 

Lelaki yang dinamakan Daddy dan Bapak.

Salam.

Last night, something bad happened. Not so bad actually. Tapi might turn out bad. Smaller sister, went out to meet her friends at Taipan. She planned to meet her friends after tarawih but daddy insisted her going after Isyak. So that she won't be coming back home. Daddy mana yang tak bising anak dara balik lambat. Lewat lewat malam macam macam boleh jadi. Sebab itu kalau I ada kat rumah, I tak berapa nak balik lambat lambat. Nanti dahlah balik lambat, susahkan parents nak go pick up somewhere pula. Kadang kadang nak keluar jumpa orang pun malas. Kalau nak jumpa cam kawan perempuan, atau ramai orang cam gathering ke apa kan bolehlah pergi.

Okay. Sambung. Her friend come pick her up around 10. Lewat sikit kot. My bad. Time tu kenapa entah tak terasa nak pergi sneek out tengok her friend tu drive kereta apa. Suspected, by 11 she's already back at home. Tapi tak. Bila daddy come back at 12 he asked my s.sister is back or not. Then he looked worried. Angry tu satu hal. Worry pun satu hal. Insisted me to call s.sister. I text and called tapi tiada reply pun. Then he wasked me to go out and find her. Pergi tempat yang sister cakap tu tgk2 dah tutup. Pergi tengok kedai kopi semua, old town. starbucks, semua semua lah, TIADA. Then call Mummy asking her firends punya number. SUddenly Mummy called telling yang s.sister is at home. Time tu macam eh, bila masa dia balik? Kenapa I tak perasan pun? Takkanlah I ni dah nyanyuk sangat sampai kalau sister lalu kat living room tu pun I tak perasan kan? Tapi, memang, masa dalam kereta dengan daddy tu I tried to acted cool. Layan je dia. Sebab tahu, daddy was worried. Then balik rumah, tanya brothers apa semua, macam tak dapat nak detect by what time she came back. Tapi macam not so long after we went out searching for her lah. Urm. Kasih bapa kan. Daddy never shows his love by words. But by his actions. That's why, it's hard for me in saying, I LOVE YOU. Tapi sebenarnya kat rumah Daddy is being called bapak. Tapi takut nanti cam people salah faham kan. So my real dad is being referred by daddy. kadang kadang kalau text daddy pun refer him as 'daddy' juga. so okay lah kot? =P

The next part. Tadi tentang daddy.Ni tentang bapak pula. Okay. There is this one friend. I call him Bapak. It started masa ada satu program. I knew him pun because he is a friend's friend. Macam setiap prog kan ada sekretariat kan. I'm under orang lain sebenarnya. Tapi sebab something happened so I masuk bawah dia. Jadi Kebajikan. Know my tugas apa? Haha. Jadi pemandu arah dari Stadium MBSA ke Mydin USJ. Pegri balik lah. Nasib baik tak sesat. Okay. Macam mana jadi bapak tu kan? One day he said something like this. Tengok orang lain panggil anak buah macam mana. "korang korang dengar sini". Kalau aku, "anak anak bapak dengar sini bapak nak cakap" So, bermulalah era penjajahan seorang bapak. Mula mula cam main main. Then lama lama memang dia bahasakan diri dia bapak. Layankan je lah.

Bapak ni, macam daddy juga. Being protective. Dia selalu bising kata jangan nakal nakal semua. Hehe. Nak nakal juga. Lalala~ Bapak punya instinct besar betul. Pernah sekali tu, macam tengah kat KL Sentral. Ada junior nak ke Bukit Jalil. So, macam blank nak naik apa kan. Baru nak call bapak, tiba tiba ada depan mata. Cam magic. Hari Jumaat, odw nak balik ke SJ. Ternampak ada orang tu macam bapak tapi bukan dia lah. then, tengah nak naik komuter dapat call from him. And he said, I'll be watching from far. Tiba tiba rasa macam ada guardian angel lah pula. Hey, you jangan mess up with me. Nanti bapak I bawak 40 orang kawan kang. Nanti bapak make sure diorang tak masuk tempayan yang disangkut kat keldai ea? =P Tak tahu kenapa. Suka sangat mendengki dengan bapak ni. Everything will be okay. Don't worry. Cuma, i just terkilan tak dapat make up my promises dengan dia. Tu je. Tapi... LIfe goes on kan? Bapak, thanks. Kamoo pun jangan nakal nakal. behave okay. I'll be watching you. hehe. I can say these things also. Say je lah. =P


Pernah sekali kan daddy cakap, nak letak nama dia kat fb sebagai bapak noru. Sebab, dia tahu I put someone else as parents kat fb tu. Hehe.

Nanti nak share story pasal momok pula. Tapi tak tahu bila. Tak siap siap taip lagi. hehe.
 

Homeeeeee!

Salam.

I'm at home. =) Since Friday actually. Why go home? Influenced by Che' Qah. She went home. So, I felt like going home also. Haih. Where else I have a discussion with Kak Atie. On Mondayyyyy. Stochastic. And and and the cafe is close until 15th of April! If I didn't loose weight, I don't know then.

And I bought 4 books from MPH. Yes, i know I have 'a lot' of money. Mr Celcom says, "Assume this as an investment. For future." And in my room, I have loads of books to be read.

• 7 Best Things Smart Teens Do. ( I have this book since... my secondary school)
• Tentang Cinta
• Malaysia Melangkah ke Hadapan
• Quran Saintifik.
• Andalusia
• Kombat 1515H(didn't remember the exact title)
• The Kite Runner
• My Sister's Keeper
• Aku Terima Nikahnya

And the list goes on...

Happy at home. My brothers are back also.

 

Wrapping a wedding gift. =)

Lately, the famous question is: "When are you getting married?" Helloooo! I didn't even finish my studies yet. Wanna finish them first. Then work. Then I'll think about it.

Even my little sister keep asking.

Aisyah (8 years old): Kakla, bila kakla nak kahwin?

Me: Alaaa. lambat lagi lah.

Then one day, she said:

Aisyah: Kakla, boleh tak kakla tak balik sekolah? Kakla dok kat rumah je?

Me: =)

Then it gives me an idea.

Me: Aisyah, kalau Kakla kahwin cepat, lagi cepatlah kakla jarang balik rumah. Keluar dari rumah.

Aisyah: Kalau macam tu Kakla kahwin lah masa Aisyah umur 10 tahun.

Me: 10 tahun? Lagi 2 tahun je pun.

Aisyah: Kalau macam tu, masa Aisyah 12 tahun lah.

Me: Lambatlah pula.

Aisyah: Tadi Kakla cakap cepat, sekarang lambat lak.

Me: =)

Kanak2 sekarang semakin pandai kan?



Fakta: Aisyah adalah seorang adik yg sangaaaaaaaaat manja. =)

I'm not a good sister.

I missed my sister.

Eversince the SPM result is out, we never talked.

I texted her.

but she never replied.

Even I don’t know how is she doing.

Good or otherwise.

I don’t know.

Kakak mana tak sedih bila adik dia mcm buat bodoh je dgn dia?

Orang cakap, wani tak tanya ibu ke result dia?

Tak.

I wanna hear from her.

I don’t wanna hear from someone else.

I wanna hear from her.

If u read this, I'm sorry for not being a good sister.

Felt really really really bad after incident at Mid tu.

thursday. the-result-day.

Salam.

I'm very tired right now. Yet, I still wanted to write something in here.

I went to school today.

It's the result day. For 2009 SPM candidates.

Nervous though. Have butterflies in the stomach. Flapping. Big ones. =)

I've been there. And now, they finally get through.

Atie dear, whatever your result is, there's always a way to be a successful person. It may seems to be TOUGH. But somehow,  that's how life is. And ALLAH knows more than we do about what we needed rather than what we always wanted. In the cloud there's always a silver lining.

I felt very guilty. I shouldn't act the way I did while I was at the cinema just now. I shouldn't. But the I-want-to-know-how-you're-doing makes me unstoppable.

Little sister, I'm very sorry. I know that you're very dissapointed. And my bad I'm not there for you. Not at home. But whatever that you gets, there's always a way for you to get what you planned for. We'll find the way together. I Want you to know, whatever happens, ILU.

Roses are pink.

Salam.

Presenting...*drum roll plz!*

Pink roses!!!

*ching ching*

These beautiful pink roses were sent to Mummy. Regarding her **th birthday. It arrived safely on that 9 February 2010. That's the second reason why my heart was like dup dap dup dap on the 9th Feb. Besides the stochastic midsem exam. *sigh*

The surprise was almost not being a surprise. Yet still a surprise. My bad. It was my first time buying stuffs online. Myself. Ordered. Transfer money. Receive. Ok. It's sissy's plan to be exact. She googled online flower shops. LIke... I don't know when she did that. And she have difficulties in paying all the way from her place. So there comes bugging-big-sissy-to-join-venture-so-that-can-be-relieved. Hehe. I don't mind actually. Especially when I just opened a new bank account. And now I'm good in transferring money. Urgh. It's not a good sign. I need to throw away my ATM card. And use manual instead. COz as the longer I have my ATM card, the less money will be in it. Take note! a new hypothesis. By me! =P

About the surprise. It was my first time. So, I transferred the money kind of late. I planned of doing it after the exam finishes at 10 am. And in the ordering form, the part when these roses need to be at the receipients, I wrote 1130 am. Bijak? Thank you. Hehe. So, the florist called. Because they cannot deliver when the payment is not cleared yet. She called Me. But I can't answer because I'm so focused with the exam. Then she called Mummy. Cis. Luckily Mummy don't notice. If not, a spoiled surprise it will be. 

But but but. It happens to still be a surprise. Coz mummy thought the flower is for me. How sweet. =)

So, the moral of this story is, if you're buying someone a flower, make sure that you pay it earlier.  

The poem that me and Iyah edited. 

Underneath there is written, from daughties+sons yang hot. =P

Gomok is the kitty yang GEmuk. =P

Happy **th birthday Mummy. Jangan nakal2. 

Owh2. I edited Iyah punya wish untuk Mummy kat wall Mummy. 

Iyah's.

to my dearest sweetest loveliestest mamita preciousa, happy birthday! :) iyah syg ibu byk2 juta2 gazilion.. sending warm love hugs n kisses all d way frm wisconsin only for you :) hihi. smoga Allah pnjgkan umur ibu dlm keberkatan.. and may Allah bless our family always.. amiiinn ♥ ♥ ♥

Me edit.

to my dearest sweetest loveliestest mamita preciousa, happy birthday! :) kakla syg ibu byk2 sampai infiniti. sending warm love hugs n kisses all d way frm uk only for you :) hihi. smoga Allah pnjgkan umur ibu dan ibu bahagia dunia akhirat. 

hahaha. iyah setakat juta2 gazillion je. kakla infinity terus. =P sah2 la ayat tu iyah punya kannn?

Mummy. Sorry. I'm not good in writing romantic words like Iyah. =)

P/S: Mummy taknak beli ikan haruan masak gulai ikan haruan? =P

He's my hero. My idol.

Salam.

Hi. Actually, I'm suppose to finish up summarizing my jurnal. Tomorrow is the due, dude!!! Wah... I guna perkataan dude. Yet I felt like putting up this post.

My hero. He ain't the Superman or TMNT. I only liked Superman during the times where the actor is Dean Cain because I thought that he's handsome. But he's gemuk already. So, rejected.

Last Thursday, I don't have class at all. Ok. For this sem. I don't have class on Thursday. Cool tak? Tak. Sebab nanti end up buat kerja2 lagha. Ish. Bertaubatlah wahai Alwani. So, I felt like watching the movies/film that I have in my Belle here. Padahal ada beberapa cerita je pun. Cukup je dua tangan nak kira. =P 

I pilih cerita Taken untuk ditonton. English story. Tak tahu nama pelakon utama tu. Tapi pelakon utama membawa watak sebagai seorang daddy (dah cerai dan tinggal sorang2 sebab anak gadisnya tinggal dgn ex-wifenya) yang sangat sayangkan anak gadisnya. Anak gadisnya 17 @ 18 tahun entah. Nak cerita tapi ingat2 lupa pasal details. Cis.  Then Anak gadisnya minta izin nak pergi Paris. Daddy tu berat nak bagi. But the daddy end up letting her go. With so many rules. Like, calling him when arrive, giving the address and phone number where she lived and macam2 lagi. Sekarang baru faham kenapa Daddy slalu minta alamat kalau nak sleepover. Oh. lupa. The daddy is like working for the country macam jadi security ke secret agent apa tah. And then at Paris the gadis was kidnapped. So, the daddy like searching all the way down for his daughty. Betapa daddynya sanggup berkorban kan? tsk tsk. Kalau nak tahu lagi, carilah sendiri. Kalau dah tahu, Good. Sebab malas nak tulis panjang2. =P

So, after I finished that story, I was like automatically taking my phone and texted, "I love you, daddy" to daddy and also "I love you Mummy" to Mummy. Know what happened???

Daddy replied. Lebih kurang macam ini.

Daddy: Daddy tak buat papa pun?

Me: Ala... tak boleh ke kata macam tu?  

Daddy: Tak cakap pun daddy dah tahu.

Me: Rasa syahdu. N macam nak hujan. Macam kekasih tak? sob sob. =)

Mummy pun replied. Tapi post ni pasal daddy kannn. So, lain kali lah cerita pasal mummy. Heee. Mummy selalu kata, I ni anak daddy. Lalala~

Because daddy is the type yang action speaks louder than words. My idol. And And And I always wanted a guy that is similar to daddy's personality and so on as my husband. And... macam akan dapat je. Habislah saya. Sebab daddy garang. Tapi handsome. So, faham2lah. Tak faham pun pura2 lah faham. =)

So, I know daddy tak baca. I hope so.

Tapi. Daddy, I LOVE YOU!!! SO MUCH. You are my hero.

Ok. Fullstop. Nak tengok Tari Tirana. Gedik2. I like. =P

Dan Supernatural. Lalala~

Adik!

Salam.

I'm adik. And I have my Anjang. My Anjang is back!!! I'm veryyyy veryyyy veryyyy HAPPY. Forget all those chaos. I just wanna be a HAPPY adik today! I can't hardly wait to meet my Anjang. Missed Angah and Uda also though. *sigh*

Jodoh pertemuan itu kan ALLAH yang tentukan. =)

Home sweet home~

Salam.

Currently I'm at home. Safe and sound. I don't know why but I'm happy to be at home this time around. WOndered though. Suddenly are2 read what i'm typing right now and said: bcoz at home there's ferrero rocher. Lalala~ 

Actually, what happened today was that I had a meeting before I went home. Meeting but I'm happy because the meeting went well. Not in college but somewhere else. Anyway, I'm feeling really HAPPY~ Thanks to the-person-I-went-meeting-with. May that person can settle down the probs that occur. =)

So, somewhere at 3 pm I started my journey back home. Tiring coz with Belle in my backpack n some books in my shoulder bag, I need  to stand all the way until I reached the nearest kmtr station with my home. In the kmtr, there are some girls talking and having their own good time. Me? I felt like seeing stars. Luckily I don't. =)

At 415 I felt sooo heavenly heaven coz I finally arrived my destination. Did some shopping. AGAIN! Then mummy arrived to fetch me home. We chatted quite some topics and finally I'm at home sweet home.

I felt awkward at home. Coz, no more sounds of "abang Sopppp!!!". Ok that's the sound of my youngest sister yelling when she's being sakated by her brother. Yusuf is in boarding school. So, of all siblings, there are only Are2 and Aisyah left at home. 

Daddy was like, "Kenapa balik rumah?"

Then mummy said, "Abang ni, sampai hati kata macam tu kat anak."

Daddy replied, "Kitorang memang gurau macam ni"

I only managed to smile. Funny. =)  Then suddenly I have Aisyah hugging me from behind. I guess she did missed me. So sweet. After all, the whole week she only have Are2 at home. And I bet are2 also sakated her. 

Daddy: Ibu suruh bapak azan macam the son masa Maghrib.

Ibu: Mana ada. Taulah siapa yang tipu.

Me: Aisyah, ibu suruh bapak azan mcm abg sop ke? Well, children don't lie. 

Aisyah: Tak. Kakla, napa sebut nama Abang sop? Kan Aisyah dah rindu Abang sop...

Me: (dalam hati) Tsk Tsk.

Suppose that Yusuf is back every weekend from his boarding school. But not this week. Anyway, the school is just like 15 minutes from house. Not so far away. Compared to Iyah few years back which is in Taiping.

Then, the cartoon of He-man is on air. I mean at the tv. Showed on tv. And I was like singing or saying out loud "He-mannnn!, She-RAaaa!!!" and "Thunder-Thunder-Thunder-ThunderCats!". Then I walked myself all the way to the kitchen where I met Kak Ani. Kak Ani is washing the dishes. I went outside and searched for GOMOK. 

Me: Mana gomok? Owh2. Dah nampak.

Kak Ani: Kakla umur berapa tahun? 23? 22?

Me: akhir tahun ni 23

Kak Ani: Tapi napa kakla xmatang lagi?

Hahaha. I did some membebel. Then I went to the living room.  

And while waiting for Maghrib prayer to jemaah, 

Aisyah: Kakla, jom main BINGO. Kakla reti tak?

Me: Mestilah reti. And took a paper. 

After the first round, I won. And Are2 excitedly wanted to join. Daddy is nearby.

Aisyah: Napa Kakla yang menang?

Daddy: Mestilah kalau lawan dengan orang dewasa orang dewasa menang, Orang dewasa lagi banyak pengalaman. 

Me: Aisyah. Kalau main tic tac toe lagi senang. Aisyah tau tak?

Aisyah: Abang sop tak ajar lagi.

Me: No wonder she missed her brother a lot. Oh. Aah. Abang sop kan idol Aisyah. =)

And Finally Aisyah did won. She showed her BINGO telling me how she won. Actually it's a tie between Aisyah and Are2. But since she said BINGO first. So, she won. right? =)

Yeah. It is different. Where today, only us the 3 girls of the siblings is at home. I don't know whether tomorrow we're going to visit Aiman or not. 

Somehow, even u have a big number of siblings or family members, but when there's someone missing, u can still feel the difference. 

Monday, back in college. =)

P/S: sorry sebab banyak sangat dialog. Dan grammatical errors. Dah lama tidak menulis in English. English habis broken.