We went to bandung for a holiday/business trip. Holiday for me and lil' Hareez and 'business' for Sayang. It started off well. Everything was so great until I was down with water retention ..my whole body was practically filled with water..God knows mana those water came from.
Then the stupid Indonesian supir started to demand for money..used to be one lump sum off payment tingy..dah jadi IDR 50,000 per hour pulak!
well..wat am I to expect from Indonesians kan? Bayar je lah...
Then, came the big blunder....
Hmmphh...Just dont feel like jotting it down here.. Enough said that my perception of certain so called family members changed..and I realised that my mak and papa are the best individuals in this whole wide world. I love you Guys so much!
I am in my 34th weeks of pregnancy. It is really a challenge having to prepare everything on my own. Having no mom of my own anymore really is a great deal for me. But the memory of Mak, her strength and all , made me stronger than ever.
there's sumthing common about me and hubby. We forgive people easily but take time to forget..sumtimes we dont forget..so when we dont.. old scars will tend to bleed again.
i must say that we are not rich.. or a well-to-do couple but we make do with what we have..we try to survive..in this life of ours..we live not on money alone but most importantly we live on love and trust.
Its kinda sad when we look around us and we see our so called 'loved ones' are so easily blinded by money and how money can make them forget about their pasts , their roots and most importantly the people whom they grew up with.
GOD is great! I just wished that they will soon realised that the dollar sign will eventually leave them one day but love from their loved ones and families will remain forever.
well that's that. ..Im in my last trimester now....surprisingly shopping and food do not enticed me to get up, pick up the car keys and drive anymore. I feel so ...HEAVY..like there is this big log holding me back. so much different compared to my first pregnancy but then gaian that was five years back and Im now 32 years old..what to expect right? with mom not around to give me that moral booster pill..makes all more complicated for me.. Thanked God that Papa is always there for me and of course my darling hareez and hubby.
cant wait for march to come..the awaited 5 years long baby girl...Insya Allah.
i must say that we are not rich.. or a well-to-do couple but we make do with what we have..we try to survive..in this life of ours..we live not on money alone but most importantly we live on love and trust.
Its kinda sad when we look around us and we see our so called 'loved ones' are so easily blinded by money and how money can make them forget about their pasts , their roots and most importantly the people whom they grew up with.
GOD is great! I just wished that they will soon realised that the dollar sign will eventually leave them one day but love from their loved ones and families will remain forever.
well that's that. ..Im in my last trimester now....surprisingly shopping and food do not enticed me to get up, pick up the car keys and drive anymore. I feel so ...HEAVY..like there is this big log holding me back. so much different compared to my first pregnancy but then gaian that was five years back and Im now 32 years old..what to expect right? with mom not around to give me that moral booster pill..makes all more complicated for me.. Thanked God that Papa is always there for me and of course my darling hareez and hubby.
cant wait for march to come..the awaited 5 years long baby girl...Insya Allah.
Yesterday, 10.12.08.
I couldnt sleep. Ended up watching a live football match on tv. MU was playing. Finally dozed off at 3.30am.
and I dreamt of her. My mom kissed me..and her face was so clear. I saw tears rolled out from her eyes as Papa told her that he intended to remarry. It put me to tears.
Ya Allah, if only I can switch places with her.
I remembered telling her how much I really loved her and will continue to do so forever and ever.I remembered that smile of hers. Mak,I love you!
I couldnt sleep. Ended up watching a live football match on tv. MU was playing. Finally dozed off at 3.30am.
and I dreamt of her. My mom kissed me..and her face was so clear. I saw tears rolled out from her eyes as Papa told her that he intended to remarry. It put me to tears.
Ya Allah, if only I can switch places with her.
I remembered telling her how much I really loved her and will continue to do so forever and ever.I remembered that smile of hers. Mak,I love you!
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