And the begining of Ramadan

They came by surprise yesterday. Yanti called to ajak lepak since she'll be at the nearby area to get her stuff done. It was half and hour past 4pm and I already had Pisang Goreng panas with hot tea on the table. So I ajak-ed them to the house instead for tea break. She said she'll be a bit late that she had to cancel. I was getting prepared for dinner pon at that time and since they're still around, I invited them for dinner and knowing Faiz, they agreed to have dinner with us yesterday dengan alasan "bila lagi nak merasa Puan Ajlaa punya air tangan". Little that I know, Yanti invited the rest of the crew to the house. Konon-konon nak kasi surprise. Zarina came in by surprise around Maghrib time. My chicken masak cili and kobis masak lemak santan were already cooked for four people. Nasib baik lagi 2 orang tuh tak jadi datang, else they would have to eat an empty plate.

This is the first time I cook for outsiders other than the usual 4 people; mom, dad, kakak and Izwan. Tak taulah apa rasanya. But Alhamdulillah, lauk yang tak seberapa habis licin. It's either they were too hungry or my food were simply delicious. I think because they were hungry. Heh!

They lepak-ed for awhile for photo session since Izwan bought his new I-don't-know-what lense, he wanted to test it out with them. Ini lah hasilnya bertangkap gambar di padang gelap.

Jongkak-jongket di malam hari

The soon-to-be-I-don't-know =P

Us, missing Taj!

The forever gay-partner!

Flying solo, but hey, I'm A-OK!

Beruk mat-ye!

Swing baby swing

Ni pon nak jugak!

Thanks for coming guys. Kalau siapa-siapa sakit perut saya minta maaf.

Oh btw, with this opportunity I would like to wish all Muslims, Salam Ramadhan. Semoga ibadah kita sama-sama diterimaNya, Insyaallah. I would also like to seek for forgiveness from all friends and family members who I've hurt intentionally or unintentionally throughout the years. Kalau ada terkasar bahasa, moga harap dimaafkan. May we receive the barakah of Ramadhan, Insyaallah.

Malaysia vs Singapore

We lost the game. What more can I say. Disappointed but hey, they deserve a huge gigantic hug and congratulations upon reaching the level. We have never reached this stage before. Syabas! Though we lost but we fought throughout the game. To Malaysia goalie, Khairul Fahmi, you did us proud!

But there's a slight disappointment to see our fellow Malaysians "boo"-ing the Singapore players as they entered the field. Oh yes, I went to watch the game at Bukit Jalil last Thursday. Izwan got two last minute free tickets and he rang me at 4pm saying that I need to reach Bukit Jalil the soonest I can to avoid traffic. Dengan perut yang tak berapa nak boyot, redah-redah naik LRT ke Bukit Jalil. Alhamdulillah, I arrived safe and sound.

OK now back to the "boo"-ing. I can't deny how annoying Singapore players were during the game. But who to blame? I bet if Malaysia were in their shoes, we would have done the same thing. That's part and parcel of the game. They have to fake it to waste the game time to avoid from loosing. But super annoying sampai rasa nak baling dengan kasut berapi-api. Sorry for being emotional but honestly, they were "playing" it too much but on our side, why the hell do we have to behave with such behavior. It shows how uncivilized we are. Period!

Needless to say, here are the pictures during the event. Credit to Izwan for the pictures as he was on duty that night hence the nice clearer pictures during the game. Duduk meja Editor memanglah gambar clear.

Full house

My seat was at the top floor of the stadium. Thanks to the massive crowd. We made friends too. Sama-sama sokong dan bersorak. Fun!

The after party

Met Yanti, Kak Long and Faiz during the game. I didn't know that they were there too. The arrangement was made by Izwan to make sure that I'll be safe during the game. Thanks to Izwan's bestfriend Jimi, who was being the sweetest by making sure that this Ibu mengandung selamat. Hey, who said Ibu mengandung can't enjoy good game at the stadium?!

Back to Black

Rest in peace Amy Winehouse. Guess, there will be no more people harrasing you for rehabilitation.

It's the time of the year again

Scheduled post

I'm in the mood for writing but I don't feel like spamming my blog with so many posts in a day. So, I decided to schedule this post instead. Because once weekday hits, I will definitely won't be able to have a chance to update this blog for the fact that I reach home from work late every day and starting next Wednesday, the parents are away for Umrah. There will be more things for me to do instead of updating post. Dad just gave me a list of things to do while they are away and most of them involving me feeding the cats and rebus ikan for the cats and hurmmm...basically to make sure that the cats are still alive when they are away.

Done with introduction, lets move on to the second paragraph.

I'm officially 26 last 9th July. Despite of being a year older, it was indeed the most meaningful day for me. The whole world was celebrating my birthday. I feel very honoured. Even till today, the whole world is still talking about it. Not about my birthday you silly, it was the day where Kuala Lumpur was filled with thousands of people marching BERSIH. Siapa tak bangga beb! But I'm not here to write about BERSIH. That will be on a different post (I will definitely write about it, don't cha worry). My purpose is to write about me being a year older.

On a second thought, I don't have much to write actually. I'm already sleepy. Mata pon dah tak mampu nak buka but it was definitely a day to remember. 

At the age of 26, what have I achieved? I don't have much to ask this year. I've achieved half of the things that I want to achieve in my life. I'm leading the life that I always dream off; career, education, financial stability, family and relationship. I have it all and for that, I'm thankful for the rezeki and barakah that Allah grants me. Being 26 is like being sweet 16 again. I got married to the man I love dunia akhirat Insyaallah early this year. It's even sweeter to know that I'm expecting and carrying another human inside me. That is the most wonderful feeling ever and I couldn't ask for more. I have my family and close friends to share my laughter and sadness. I'm loved. Syukur!

The only thing that is still in Work-In-Progress is me being a good Muslim. Everyday is a day for me to improve myself in being a good Muslim and I pray that I will always have the opportunity in improving myself. Syukur for the rezeki and I pray that I won't get carried away with the good things that Allah grants me. That is my wish for my 26th birthday. To be a good wife to my husband, a good daughter to my parents and parents-in-law, a good sister to kakak and my adek-beradek ipar and a good Muslim in general. And since I'm expecting, I pray and hope that I shall be a good mother to my future children and to be able to raise them just like how I was raised, Insyallah.

With that, I end my post with Assalamualaikum.

Harimau Malaya

I was never a football fan. The only football match that I'm interested in was during World Cup. 2002 was the starting point. Itu pon sebab nak tengok good looking football players that World Cup was offering. Biasalah, darah muda-mudi tingkatan 5. Good looking football players were the "in" thing back then. Tiada bezanya dengan WC 2006. My sister and I, we were so excited over the good looking players. Not much on the game. And because of that, I started liking Chelsea. And again, it is because of the players. Not on the game. I don't watch EPL/BPL or any of that matter. I bought a Chelsea jersey just because it was cheap in London. I don't really care who wins what. EPL Championship ka, apa ka tidak ada ku kesah. It doesn't really gives any impact to my life. 

But ever since Izwan started working with one of the TV stations as a Sport Journalist, he has been dragging me to most football matches. Eh, takdelah semua, exaggeration saja. But I did tagged along with him on few matches. Mostly the ones involving Kedah FC. The only game I watch was way back in I-don't-remember-when. It was Selangor vs Perak over some championship league. My dad was the responsible one for bringing us to the match. But I remember sleeping on the bench during the game and the rest were history.

Football is not Izwan's main department. He is more on the GP/F1 races but since the sports are seasonal based, he covers football a lot. I guess, that's where I develop my interest over football. And since then, I have not missed any matches involving Harimau Malaya. I don't watch it at the stadium because of safety reason unless if there's anyone kind enough to watch it with me. Izwan is obviously at the media room he can't sit on the bench with me. So, home is where my stadium is.

I get over excited when I watch a game. Any game-lah basically coz I can't stand the stress it gives especially when you watch a game as bad as yesterday's; Malaysia vs Singapura. How weak our defense players were. Imported players and synthetic field can no longer be an excuse over the lost we had yesterday. I got angry and mad over the game like a mad cow even my baby was being hyper over it. Chehh, padahal ibu dia yang excited lebih. But yea, one can be very sad and angry over the silly mistakes that the players made. All 5 goals were able to be saved if the players were more alert. Tapi apa kan daya. It's sad, very sad.

Malaysian football has changed a lot this past few years. They have proved to the nation that they are no longer an underdog or Jaguh Kampung. We've won games that we have never win before. We have the potential of going far. Malaysian football scene is now something that can be proud off. Taklah hebat but ada kemajuan and it's something that we can be proud off. Tapi tuhlah, bila dah berjaya sikit mula lah lupa daratan.

Chehh, I write like a sports critics pulak padahal tak tahu apa-apa pasal sports pon. Sebenarnya nak cakap, anyone is going to Bukit Jalil this 28th to watch Malaysia vs Singapore coz I want to tag along. Izwan doesn't allow me to watch alone. He's working hence can't be with me. Anyone?!

Sunday

I'm stuffing my eardrum with Anuar Zain's yummylicious voice enjoying my 1st Sunday of July without having to go to the office or even worrying about work. I'm work-free today. And so, I'm taking this "luxurious" Sunday of mine relaxing and lazying around enjoying good music. I've been working like a dog, 7 days a week for almost 3 weeks now and I'm glad that it's all over. The Brand Review meeting with client went super well, all the hard work paid off. Syukur! Syukur!

On the other news, I went for another round of check-up yesterday and the doctor revealed the gender of our baby. Alhamdulillah, my baby is now fully-formed and most importantly, is healthy. I gain 1 kilo since last month. Eat like a pig non-stop naik 1 kilo saja, apa kes? But I've yet to fill her/his movement. Oh btw, I'm not going to reveal my baby's gender just yet. Surprise! Surprise! Nanti bila dah nak meletop baru kasi reveal. It's such an amusement to know that I'm actually carrying a human inside me and it is indeed the best feeling ever. Syukur teramat sangat for being able to experience this kind of feeling. Very interesting too. I felt like dying during the first trimester with all the nausea, pain and all. Worrying to much whether the pain will affect the baby's growth but to know that the baby that I'm carrying is healthy, it is totally worth the pain.

On the downside of my week, I just got to know that I am most probably won't be able to have a real balik kampung for Raya this year. As much as I'm looking forward to it with the plan to bake cookies and the excitement of balik kampung to a real place that I can call kampung is now down the drain. Raya KL lah nampaknya tahun ni. I feel bad though! Izwan is looking forward to this too. Sorry to cancel our Raya plan but I will try to make up for Raya Haji. I still want to balik Kedah for Raya though. Dahlah my mother-in-law was in town couple of days ago and I'm stuck at the office till 2am and unable to meet her. Apa punya menantu ni! Sedih! Sedih! Will see how it goes. 

Ohh! parents, kakak and maklong's family are leaving for Umrah this Wedenesday. Tinggallah kami laki bini di rumah. I have to re-sharpen my cooking skills kalau tak mati kebuluran kami di rumah.

Oleh itu, happy Sunday all!

6 Months

It's been 6 months since the day Izwan said "Aku terima nikahnya" and I must say that I enjoy every day of my life being a wife though it has not always been on its' brightest but I love each moment that it gives. Benarlah orang kata, bila berumahtangga, rezeki yang datang amat berkat. Rezeki yang datang sungguh tidak disangka-sangka in every possible way.

On top of that, Alhamdulillah, with His blessing, Allah has grant us with an additional member to our small little family. It wasn't part of the plan actually. We never really expect to receive with such gift this fast but last May, the good news came rush in just when I'm about to enter for a client's meeting. I was feeling sick the day before. Knowing me, I felt sick like most of the time. But this time, the feeling was different. My body temperature was like madness for couple of weeks. I thought it was something normal for someone who is as lazy bum as I am to even have a clean shower after work (oh yes, I am very kambing if you must say) but even after having bath, my body still feels the heat.

On one Monday afternoon, the strong instinct of mine was telling me that I might be pregnant for the fact that I can no longer fit my favourite lucky pink work shirt and for having the weirdest dream the night before that I can never explain. I excused myself from the meeting and went straight to Watson which is located next to my office building. I bought the pregnancy kit test. Oh man, it took me more than 30 minutes to decide on which brand I should buy. I took the most expensive one in the name of accuracy (padehal semua pregnancy kit pon sama je). So there I was sitting on the toilet bowl figuring out how to use it. The 2 lines started to appear after 3 minutes of uneasy wait and I couldn't be happier with the results. Told Izwan and we went straight to Gleneagle for comfirmation. I left the office early that day but oh boy, it took us nearly 4 hours for the blood results and Alhamdulillah, I was 5 weeks pregnant then. But due to the tiredness of waiting, the excitement fade away like a flashed toilet bowl.

To my surprise, I still have this "joy stick" of mine in my work bag

And my days started to turn blue and grey after that for at least 8 weeks. I was on a very bad condition. I lost 10 kilos. I even weighted less than I was before married. Was being induced like so many times. Was being in and out the hospital for as long as I can remember. I can't take solid food, I can't drink; not even a glass of warm water. My source of energy was hurmm...nothing and was bedridden for nearly 2 weeks. I can assure you that my KPIs were falling like a bombshell. I was on MC most of May and June. Memang nyawa-nyawa ikan. But I'm glad my husband and family were there for me when I needed them the most. Izwan was being the sweetest for taking care of me. The side of him that I've never seen before. Terharu! I can't even lift my own body what more to do wife's job. He cleans the room, make sure our room is in order, do laundry, fold the clothes and put them in the closet accordingly. He even requested to do his work at home just to make sure that I was ok. Terharu lagi! And my mother was the strongest person I've ever met making sure that I got all the nutrition that I needed. I even had to pray by sitting on a chair coz I can't stand still.

But now, Alhamdulillah, I can say that I'm fully recovered. Gained weight a bit. Baby steps! And I've shown tummy a bit. It's not even visible yet but it's growing. Baby is actively moving at night. I've yet to feel it's movement but due to the double heartbeats that I'm feeling, it's the sign of his/her movement. I'm having hard time sleeping at night though due to his/her activeness and I have to sometimes talk to her/him during office hour to allow me to do work peacefully. So far, he/she has been the most understanding baby I've known (chewahh!) tapi kadang-kadang tuh active juga!

Izwan has been talking a lot with the baby. Every night before sleep. Payah juga nak melayan bapak and anak bersembang. But that's the part and parcel of being a mom right? And it's a good thing. I'm not complaining.

I registered myself with both private and government hospitals. I went to both for check-ups. Obviously, the private hospital is giving me a lot more compared to the government one. We'll see how it goes.

Here are the pictures from the baby scan.

This was taken during the 9th Week. He/She was actively moving when the doctor was scanning. He was dancing-dancing, that's what the doctor said.

And this was on the 12th week. He/She was asleep hence no movement captured. He's healthy Alhamdulillah. That's all I'm asking.

Will be having another round of check-up this Saturday. We'll see how's he/she doing. Excited!

Ok, done with the baby post. Got to continue with client's Competitive Review which high possibilities of me doing it in the morning. I'm honestly tired I even pee-ed on my bed and I'm not even kidding!

Out of boredom

Currently at the office killing my braincells. Found this at some random blogs I stalk to ease the stress.

Spotted:

1. beautiful
2. broken
3. funny

Anuar Zain is on loop kasi muntah amoi-amoi ni semua dengar. His voice is so........soothing!

Ok, now back to killing braincells

Best I Ever Had

After a long waited months, I have finally received the official results of the job application that the parents have been hoping for yesterday evening. Alhamdulillah, I have successfully failed in getting the job position as applied. It was such a relieved but I'm not going to lie by saying that I'm 100% happy with the results. OK, maybe 90% happy and grateful and syukur teramat sangat for not getting the position but there's still 10% of me hoping that I would've succeeded for the fact that I've reached the final stage which is the Interview with The SPA people. Penat kot to go through 3 stages of test before finally receiving the job offer. Dah rasa macam application for a Prime Minister position dah but as I always tell myself, Allah knows what's best for His ummah. There's always Hikmah behind every doings and I believe Allah knows that PTD wasn't the right one for me and I'm grateful for that.

But I know my parents were disappointed with the results. I told them the moment I reached home from work and glad that they were able to take it. I explained and Alhamdulillah, they understand. In fact, I've already had the feeling of not getting the job the moment I step out from the interview room. The session started 45 minutes late as the interviewers were being unpunctual and as skeptical as they can be, my answers to all questions asked were being questioned twice. 

After all, I'm happy with my current job. Though the workload kills every braincells that I have but I'm happy. I received so much this year; career wise, family, relationship and I can say that I'm economically stable now compared to before and for the fact that Allah bless us with an additional member to our little small family (which I will write soon), tak boleh lah nak tamak nak dapat semua kan?! So I'm happy. After all, I'm not feeling good taking other people's hard work as my income. I rather work like a dog day and night earning my own cents than taking someone's else hard work.

Speaking of which, I have to stop now. Shall continue later (when I have the time). Got to get back to work. I'm all glued at the office while the husband of mine is enjoying his lifetime moment watching Liverpool's match at Bukit Jalil.

Happy weekend peeps!