Friday, 30 November 2012

Durian fest

Our boss parked in the parking lot of the office, and let us have a picnic. How cool was that?

And the funny part was, when other people were walking by, my boss even invited them - and these people join us to feast on durians. And also rambutans.






Tuesday, 27 November 2012

Hati seorang mak

Selepas Kak Long meninggal, hanya dua kali aku melihat mak menangis.

Kali pertama, ketika kami menerima berita bahawa akak telah pergi. Itu pun hanya di tubir matanya.

Dan kali kedua, pada 2 Ahad yang lepas, apabila Pakcik Zubair, ayah mertua akak, menelefon mak dan bercerita tentang anaknya serta penyesalannya.

Mak memang sangat tabah. Selepas kejadian itu, suami tiba-tiba sahaja menjadi anak sulung, dan aku terus menjadi menantu sulung. Beza akak dengan adik lelakinya (suami) agak jauh, dalam 7 tahun. Mak pernah kehilangan anak lelakinya yang sulung (nombor 2 dalam adik-beradik) semasa abang suamiku bersekolah rendah akibat kes kereta langgar lari.

Mungkin disebabkan mak, di umurnya, memang banyak belajar tentang agama. Semasa kak Long, abang Kimi dan Faris dikebumikan, aku menemani mak dan Ain (anak arwah akak) di pintu tanah perkuburan.

Mak pesan dengan kami, "Orang perempuan tak perlu tengok ketika kebumikan jenazah." Itu pun selepas mak turun van dan memeluk arwah Faris yang telah dikapankan. Jadi dari jauh kami hanya melihat pengebumian jenazah.

Selepas selesai urusan jenazah, mak dan ayah terus mula bersolat sunat dan banyak membaca al-Quran. Ketika cucu-cucunya tidur dengan mak, mak akan berpesan agar membaca al-Fatihah untuk arwah ayah, ibu dan adik mereka. Bak kata Farra, setiap ibubapa mesti tidak ingin melihat anaknya pergi dulu. Dan ada pula mak mertua adik ipar aku menangis bersungguh-sungguh dan berkata, "Anak, kalau pergi jauh pun mak dah menangis. Apatah lagi kalau pergi buat selama-lamanya."

Ayah pun begitu. Ketika hari kejadian, ayah masih kelihatan tidak percaya dengan apa yang berlaku. Tetapi apabila kami tiba di Taiping, dan melihat arwah, baru ayah dapat menerima berita itu dengan tenang.

Syukur ya Allah, Kau berikan aku mertua yang terbaik. Yang sentiasa ingat tentang akhirat dan menerima sesuatu musibah itu dengan redha.

Sekarang fokus kami adalah meniup semangat anak-anak saudara kami yang telah yatim piatu itu.

Anak saudara perempuan aku, Ain, sangat rapat dengan neneknya (mak mertua), dan yang lain masih lagi berulang-alik antara Melaka dan Cheras.

Kami balik Melaka, dan tinggalkan anak-anak aku untuk bersama mereka. Ain masih lagi tersenyum (gambar sebelah kiri hujung) ditemani anak-anak aku untuk menonton filem 'Istanbul, Aku Datang."

Mereka masih lagi OK-OK. Cumanya aku tak terbayang apabila mereka akan ke sekolah, dan melihat orang lain dihantar oleh ibubapa, dan mereka tiada kedua-duanya.

Kuatkanlah hati mereka, Ya Allah!

Saturday, 24 November 2012

Wishful thinking

The moment when you realise you have a wishful thinking, and it will never ever happen.

Sucks :(

Sunday, 18 November 2012

Minggu yang lalu...

Three in family, maid killed in bungalow fire

Source: The Malaysian Insider

TAIPING, Nov 13 ― A father’s joy of having his son extending his holiday to spend more time with the family turned into a tragedy when the latter, his wife, their son and a maid were killed in a fire that broke out at their two-storey bungalow at 12.30am today.

The dead were Mohd Hakimi Zubair, 40, a chartered accountant with Royal Bank of Scotland, Kuala Lumpur, his wife Leila Sahak, 40, an IT expert, their son Ahmad Faris, three, and their maid, identified only as Rizki.

All of them were trapped on the upper floor and were believed to have died of suffocation due to thick smoke.

Taiping Fire and Rescue chief Hasna Rashid said they received a call on the fire at at No 299, Lorong 2, Jalan Dato Seri Ahmad, Taman Pegawai Kanan Kerajaan in Assam Kumbang here at 12.24am.
“The four victims who were on the top floor are believed to have suffocated to death. One of the victims was found at the exit door to a balcony while the three others in the master bedroom.

“When firemen arrived, almost half the bungalow was in flames. The fire started at the upper floor.”
He said the couple’s three other children, Luqman Hafiy, 13, Ain Najwa, 11 and Azad Fahmi, eight, and Mohd Hakimi’s father Zubair@Rubir Puteh, 73, and his sister Rozita, 31, all of whom were on the ground floor when the fire broke out, escaped unhurt.

Hasna, who headed the fire and rescue operation, said firemen from the Kamunting fire station also assisted and that the blaze was brough under control at 2.05am.

He said forensics personnel from the department were investigating the cause of the fire and losses were being estimated.

Meanwhile, Zubair said Mohd Hakimi and Leila, who was a graduate of University of Liverpool and worked at a private company in Damansara in Kuala Lumpur, arrived on Friday and had brought the children for an overnight visit to Bukit Merah Laketown Resort (BMLR) near Taiping on Sunday.
Zubair, who appeared composed despite the ordeal, said Mohd Hakimi, the third of eight siblings, had told him he wanted to sample a special kuetiau dish sold at restaurant at the Casual Market here.

“However, the shop was closed, so I bought the dish from another shop which is also famous for kuetiau. I also bought satay for my daughter-in-law and the children. They did get to eat the local favourites. Leila also said she could fry some banana fritters later if there was flour. All these now seem like a dream. It is all fated,” he said.

He added that his son and Leila, who was from Jambatan Duyong, Melaka, and the grandchildren also managed to enjoy durians from the trees he planted in the backyard of his house.

He said they were due to return to Kuala Lumpur yesterday evening.

“However, my son changed his plans. I was very happy because they would be staying longer,” he said, adding that Mohd Hakimi, a graduate of the University of Manchester, was scheduled to leave for London to meet up with his younger brother before taking up his new posting in Ireland.

He added that the funeral arrangements for the maid would be referred to the Indonesian embassy.
The remains of the couple and their son were buried at the Masjid Al-Hidayah Muslim Cemetery in Assam Kumbang here before the midday prayers. ― Bernama
Selasa, 13 November

Jam 2.30 pagi, suami mengejutkanku

"Ayah baru telefon. Akak sekeluarga masuk hospital Taiping. Rumah terbakar."
"Hah, akak masuk hospital? Anak-anak akak semua ke masuk?"
"Tak tahu lagi. Tapi nanti Azu datang bawa ayah dengan mak ke KL. Azu kerja hari ni. Abang nanti drivekan mak dengan ayah ke Taiping. Aida duduk rumah jaga anak."

Jam 4.30 pagi, suami mengejutkan aku lagi
"Aida, akak, abang Kimi dan Faris dah meninggal. Maid akak sekali."
 "Astagfirullah. Anak-anak dia macammana?" Terpempan dan mula menangis.

Lalu suami dan aku mula menelefon adik-beradik yang lain. Aku menelefon ummi, kerana kami perlu bertolak segera ke Taiping untuk urusan jenazah. Ummi dan ayah bergegas ke rumah kami.

Mak dan ayah mertua tiba jam 5.30 pagi. Aku sambut mak di depan pintu. Mata mak basah lalu kupegang tangan mak. Kami menunggu azan Subuh sebelum bergerak ke Taiping.

Sepanjang perjalanan, mak banyak diam. Kami berhenti di R&R Sungai Perak untuk sarapan pada jam 9. Mak tak lalu makan.

Adik ipar di Sabah memberitahu Azu, kakak pernah menyatakan persetujuannya untuk menderma organ. Minta suami maklumkan kepada adik arwah abang ipar. Lalu bila kutanya kembali, sama ada suami sudah memaklumkan, suami perlahan menyatakan padaku, "Rentung".

Mak dan ayah tidak tahu keadaan kak Long ketika itu. Aku mohon ke tandas dan memberitahu adik ipar aku keadaan akak. Aku menangis lagi.

Hampir jam 10, adik arwah abang menelefon lagi, bertanya kami di mana. Suamiku mengatakan kami hampir sampai di Hospital Taiping. Kami tiba di bilik mayat. Mak hampir pengsan melihat akak. Jenazah akak ditemui berpelukan dengan Faris. Suamiku menangis. Ayah diam. Hati mereka siapa yang tahu. Aku pegang suami, lantas keluar dari situ dan menangis.

Dalam keadaan itu, mak memeluk cucu-cucunya yang masih ada. Ada seorang wartawan datang ingin menemubual mak, tapi dalam keadaan mak, kujawabkan soalan pakcik wartawan itu.

Ketika akak, abang dan anak saudaraku dikapankan, petugas hospital memanggil ahli keluarga untuk melihat arwah buat kali terakhir. Anak saudara sudah menangis tidak mahu melihat arwah ibu bapa dan adiknya. Seorang photographer suratkhabar menghalakan lensa kamera ke muka anak saudara. Lalu terus sahaja aku berkata "Jangan, budak tu masih dalam keadaan emosi. Cukuplah."

Selepas melihat mereka buat kali terakhir, aku menemani anak saudaraku. Pakcik tadi telah bertanya mengenai mereka, lalu aku bercakap, "Cukup-cukuplah. Budak-budak ini masih dalam keadaan terkejut."

Dan ketika itu, baru aku faham betapa kurangnya sensitiviti wartawan kita. Apatah lagi apabila di dalam sebuah suratkhabar esoknya (Rabu), kelihatan gambar mak memangku jenazah cucunya yang telah dikapankan dan jenazah akak di dalam van.

Suami memanggil aku, untuk menemani mak di dalam van jenazah. Van pertama sudah pergi, membawa jenazah abang ipar bersama ayah dan ayah mertua akak. Duduk di belakang sambil mak memangku Faris dan bersebelahan jenazah akak.

Mak dalam keadaan sebegitu masih lagi tabah. Anak-anak saudara pula dibawa oleh suamiku ke tanah perkuburan.

Adik-adik ipar dari Melaka masih lagi dalam perjalanan ke Taiping. Betapa mudahnya urusan pengebumian mereka. Sampai sahaja di masjid dalam jam 12 tengahari, terus arwah disolat jenazahkan.

Dan tanah perkebumian mereka terletak betul-betul di belakang masjid itu. Dalam tenang, mak berkata padaku, "Alhamdulillah, mereka boleh dengar azan dari masjid ini."

 Mereka dikebumikan di dalam satu liang lahad. Jenazah Faris diletakkan di antara jenazah akak dan abang.

Aku memberitahu adik ipar di Sabah, segalanya sudah selesai selepas solat Zohor. Dalam keadaan sebegini, urusan mereka ke alam barzakh telah dapat dipercepatkan.

Ada seorang kawan telah menulis di Facebook,
  
tanda kematian baik:
1) keningnya berkeringat
2) ucapan akhirnya lailahaillah
3) org yg syahid dlm perang, syahid lepas melahirkan anak, org yg terjatuh bangunan, org yg terbakar, orang yg lemas

*redhalah. moga ditempatkan dikalangan orang2 soleh


Alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah...

Selesai segala urusan, kami ke homestay berdekatan. Dan pada petang itu, adik-beradik suami membawa anak-anak saudara yang tiga orang itu membeli barang keperluan di Tesco. Dalam kejadian itu, mereka tinggal sehelai sepinggang. Lalu kami belikan baju, selipar dan barang-barang makanan lain untuk mereka. Ayah memesan surah Yassin.

Malam itu, anak saudara perempuan ingin mengikuti kami ke tahlil untuk arwah ibu bapa dan adiknya. Ketika mula membaca Yasin, aku dan dia mula menangis. Mujur adik ipar memeluk perlahan bahu kami. Tanah perkuburan itu pula bersebelahan dengan masjid, lalu aku berharap bacaan kami sampai kepada arwah.

Anak saudara lelaki hampir demam malam itu.

Rabu, 14 September

Hampir tengahari, adik ipar mengajak kami ke rumah ayah abang ipar untuk mengambil barang-barang anak-anak saudara aku, sekiranya ada. Sekali lagi, anak saudara perempuan ingin mengikut kami.

Aku menelefon adik arwah abang ipar, dan mereka datang membuka kunci pagar.



Ketika itu, kami melihat keadaan luar rumah. Tingkat atas sudah hampir 100% terbakar, dan hanya rangka rumah yang kelihatan.

Beberapa gambar di tempat kejadian, telah kuambil. Bumbung rumah tiada disebabkan kebakaran.




Dan dalam keadaan sebegitu, tingkat bawah langsung tidak rosak apa-apa.

Kelihatan beberapa barang mainan kesayangan arwah anak saudara di ruang tamu.

Aku bertanya kepada Ain, "Kak Ain nak ambil mainan?"
Perlahan dia mengangguk.

Lalu kukutip mainan itu bersama dia.

Keluar dari rumah, selipar adik dan ibunya berada di depan pintu, lalu dia pun mengangkat selipar itu.

Aku keluar dan menangis. Tidak sanggup menangis depan dia. Ketika ini, kami pula yang perlu kuat untuk dia.

Petang itu, kami bertolak balik ke KL. Singgah di rumah arwah akak untuk mengambil segala dokumen penting. Arwah pembantu rumah mereka masih di bilik mayat kerana tidak ada dokumen pengenalan diri. Malahan sampai lelah kami mencari dokumen tersebut kerana jenazah beliau tidak boleh dimandikan selagi tidak mendapat kebenaran keluarga arwah pembantu rumah dan kedutaan Indonesia.

Ketika selesai urusan di rumah akak, mak dan ayah bertolak balik ke Melaka bersama cucu perempuan mereka.

Dan dalam diam, aku mendoakan kesejahteraan anak-anak saudara itu.
Serta arwah dikurniakan syurga.

Astagfirullah, sungguh berat ujianMu kali ini.

Monday, 12 November 2012

Bersunat


Even though it is a tad early for Fawwaz, since he just celebrated his birthday last Friday, my husband arranged for a 'bersunat' session at the clinic yesterday.

His appointment was set at 4.00 p.m., but the doctor only came on 4.40 p.m. We choose the normal procedure, instead of clam or laser.

He was the first in the list, and there were also other boys waiting for their turn. He was giggling at first, he seemed not scared.

When the session started, he was OK.
But when the doctor started the procedure and when it came to the stitching part, he slowly cried, and keep saying it hurts. We had to calm him down, but he was OK by the end of it. The doctor has to make sure he stopped crying, because if not, his body will move, and there will be lots of bloods coming out.

The procedure lasted around 30 minutes.

Afterward, he even smiled after coming out from the procedure room.

And one of the fathers of another boy said, "Look at that boy, he didn't even cried. It must not hurt at all."

Anyway, he keep saying it hurts after coming back from the clinic.My husband is taking the leave today to take care of him. Hope everything is fine at home.

Anyway, I got a cute message from my nephew at Facebook

cik aida fawwaz nangis tak bila sunat

Errr.. and that nephew will have his bersunat session tomorrow :D

Friday, 9 November 2012

Happy happy happy birthday kids!

Now, my boy does not want a cake.
And my girl want a cake.

Rather than opting for a big cake, I opted for cupcakes.
Amni was the one who choose to have a chocolate cake with strawberry cream.
Just to balance it out, because it is a birthday cake of 1 girl and 2 boys (Fawwaz, Fateh), I asked Yati for blue and pink theme.

Ok if people asked me about the kids birth date, no I do not do any planning at all - it is just I am blessed to have 3 November babies, that I can poll the presents and cakes together. Hahahaha.

Anyhow, will have to wait for April to celebrate Fahri's birthday (Oh boy, I just hope he is OK with the April thing because he is the only one not born in November).

So presenting the cupcakes.. Yummy looking!



Now can't wait to get back home and giving the gifts to the three of them at one time!

P/S: Amni is on 14th of November, but I have to do it early since Fawwaz will have another big event coming up this Sunday *wink*

Thursday, 8 November 2012

The Nook that got me hooked

Being a bookaholic, I found the cost of paperbacks and hardcovers quite ridiculous nowadays - since I am an ardent buyer of English books starting at the age of 9 or 10. It was during recession in 1998 that our favourite habit (the family - Mom, Dad, sisters, twin) became really expensive. I remembered a paperback novel costed us around RM 17.90, and after that it was RM 27.90. Suddenly, it steadily climbed to RM 30++ and above. And now, the same paperback may cost me around RM 35!

Anyway, thank you Big Bad Wolf for answering our prayers for cheap books. That was like an annual event for us that I just stopped buying books from other bookshops, except in Book Xcess (that also organised the BBW event!). Albeit the book selection are a little outdated - I am not too keen on trying to find the latest publication.

I splurged on e-reader in April after surveying the best price in town (err, online). I found an online contact who can meet the buyer at any LRT station (wonderful). This is after I have been reading the pros and contras of the e-readers - Kindle, Nook, i-river, BenQ etc. I found the i-river costed RM 1000 (gasp!) at MPH, thus for me, that is a big turn off.

So it comes to whether choosing a Kindle or a Nook.

I choose Nook. Countless time I feel blessed that I do not have to convert my epub files (for e-books) and there are tonnes of free e-books. With the added advantage that Nook does not annoy me with ads (hint hint) and the USB card can be inserted, in case I have run out of space for my Nook.

So presenting my ever faithful reader...

Err, this is the back BTW. I feel not being stereotyped of owning a Nook, since this is not what Malaysians usually buy. Thus, when people asked me what is this, I will usually tell them it is an e-reader.

And usually the next question will be, "Is it a Kindle?"
The n symbol is a dead giveaway, duhh...


The front. Yes, it looks sort of lame. But it serve my purpose well. For reading. Purposely choose a Nook Simple Touch (black and white screen with e-ink technology).

The 'Home' screen. Basically, it just displays what I am reading now, my new reads and recommendation from Barnes and Noble for what to read next.

Since I am wearing spectacles, this one is a bless. I read on my laptop and iPhone, but the glaring white screen made my eyes squint and I feel it stress to the max. So of course, the technology of e-ink is a wonderful invention. It feels like reading the real paperback.

My Nook is just as simple as that. As a book reader and nothing else. I am quite content with it, since I am a self proclaimed bookaholic. I read a book by the speed of 1 or 2 days, thus having a Nook makes it easier for me to read faster.

And the battery, for a light reader (definitely not me), it can go up to 2 months with the wireless off (hey, who need a wireless when you have tonnes of books in your e-reader?). My highest record for the battery is 1 month. Being an avid reader nowadays (means I am on my Nook for more than 1 hour a day), the battery lasted around 2-3 weeks.

Anyway, some of the drawbacks associated with me:
  1. I feel so lazy to lift my finger just for flipping the real paperback book.
  2. I feel paperback is much more heavier compared to reading on my Nook.
  3. I feel that I am contributing towards p****y (cough cough) since I just stop buying books and just download every book that I found nowadays. Even I joined a group called L**** books to get the latest paperbacks. And when my husband said there was a book sale somewhere, I would just shrugged it off and replied "Never mind, I can search for it online."
  4. I installed Nook software on my laptop since I can continue reading during my break time.
  5. I usually read 2-3 different kinds of books at the same time, since I am on PC / Nook / handphone (vice versa).

BTW, this Nook is a gift from myself, my twin and my husband (hey, I did put aside my own money).

And it got me hooked. On reading, that is.

Friday, 2 November 2012

Dear magnet

You made my day!

 Magnet from my boss. Thanks kakak :)

As if I haven't received tonnes from others :P, but this one is really nice. I will find a space on my fridge door for it.

BUT....

This is what REALLY made my day.. Hahaha! The instruction on how to use the magnet.


You can stick it on your fridge, your file cabinet (err?, haven't seen one in ages :P) and your door (metal door, perhaps?).

Cute instruction by the way..

Thursday, 1 November 2012

A small but beautiful story



Kashmiri couple describes 70-year wait

Muhammad and Saafya from Kashmir have had to wait for 70 years before performing Haj because they did not have enough money.

They spent the last 70 years of their life saving money for the journey of
the lifetime. They are in their 90s now.

They put their savings inside a red box that had come to be known among their relatives and friends as the box of lifetime journey.

Saafiya said she and her husband did not have any children and they have lived alone.

When her husband Muhammad proposed to her and she agreed, he promised her 70 years ago that he would take her to Haj. The husband and his wife kept working to raise the money.

They both said they were ready to wait for another 70 years, if Allah prolonged their life, to raise the money to visit Makkah for another Haj.


I found this so sweet. Thanks to my good friend, kak Tie for sharing this.

First of all, because the husband promised the wife he will take her for Hajj when they got married. The beauty of their love is because of Allah.

Second of all, what a loyal husband this man is to his wife. They did not have any children. In our society, it will always be the wife's fault if she cannot give her husband a child. Do you remember the story of our prophet, Zakaria a.s.? For how many years, till he grew old, he prayed and prayed for a child from Allah. And Allah granted his wish when the wife got pregnant. They named him Yahya a.s.

Third, how they saved their money for 70 years just for a journey of a lifetime. I was crying when I read this. Oh Allah, thank you for all your ni'mat and kindness to us. Even we only need to save just for a few years for a journey of a lifetime. Masya' Allah, I wish both of them a wonderful Hajj journey. They never gave up for 70 years. What a beautiful story..

And lastly, how loyal the wife is to the husband. Did you remember a hadith about how easy it is for a wife to enter the Jannah? It is when she took care of her marriage and household. That a wife would never ever talked bad to others about her husband and matters related to the husband.

This relates to a story where:
  1. An ex-murderer (also a robber) who wanted to kill this pious person (the 100th person that he will be killing) in the first place. The ex-murderer then repented and asked that person whether he will enter Hell or not because of his sins.
  2. Another woman, ran away from her family (husband and children) because she wants to devote her time for Allah, asked the pious person whether she will enter Jannah because of her devotion.

And the pious man prayed and make du'a, then he got a sign from his dream, that the ex-murderer will enter Jannah because he regretted his sins, while the woman will enter Hell because she neglected her family. The family is the source of her rewards in the Afterlife.

Thank you for such a small reminder from this small and beautiful story, Allah.