I wrote an email to High 5 last month:

 

To whom it may concern,

I purchased a few of High5 bread products yesterday (September 14th 2011) from a grocery shop in Jenaris, Kajang Selangor. Among those that I purchased were 2 packets of Ikan Bilis bun with expiry date of 18 Sep 2011.

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This morning (September 15 2011) when I opened one of the packets I noticed that the middle back of the bun was slightly gooey. I tore it apart and it smelled foul.

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I opened the other packet that I bought, and it was the same. Stale and the smell was really off!

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I sincerely hope you can investigate this matter and prevent this from happening again in the future.

 

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This actually happened last month. I wrote to High 5 immediately, complete with pictures and everything, and guess what? No reply from them. It’s not like I expect them to ganti rugi ke apa… after all ‘my loss’ was just RM1.80. But a reply would have been nice. At least say something along the line of ‘we’ll look into the matter” or “we will make sure this will never happen again”. Even if it’s just an empty promise. By not replying, I take it that High 5 simply doesn’t care. Arrogant almost. Baru hilang sorang customer kan, ada ramai lagi.

 

I was lucky that morning, for some reason I had the hunch to take whole bun out of its packaging and inspect it before muching on it. I don’t usually do that. Selalunya saya bukak aje paket tu… and bite the top terus. I believe most people does this too kan? Kembang tekak mengenangkan if I had not done that. Eyyyeeeewwwwwwww……

 

Needless to say, I will never, ever, EVER buy any of their products again. EVER!

Just before I went home yesterday, I received the news that one of Afiq’s classmates’ mother had passed away.

 

Berderau darah saya. Macam macam yang terlintas di fikiran.

 

I cried all the way home. I don’t know Arwah personally. We might have met during LC’s events, we might have not. But that’s irrelevant. The fact is that she had a son of my son’s age, and I could have been in her shoes. So I cried.. mengenangkan suami dan anak kecil yang ditinggalkan.

 

I know I’m not ready – dari segi dunianya.. apatah lagi dari segi akhiratnya.

 

When someone  dies, it serves as a reminder that sooner or later, our time will come. Tak kira tua, tak kira muda, tak kira yang sihat ataupun yang sakit. Takkan tercepat atau terlambat mahupun sesaat.

 

Setiap yang bernyawa akan menemui ajal, dan sesungguhnya akan disempurnakan ganjaran kamu pada hari kiamat. Sesiapa diselamatkan daripada neraka dan dimasukkan ke dalam jannah (taman/syurga), maka sesungguhnya dia telah beruntung. Dan kehidupan dunia tidak lain melainkan kesenangan yang memperdayakan.

Everyone shall taste death. And only on the Day of Resurrection shall you be paid your wages in full. And whoever is removed away from the Fire and admitted to Paradise, he indeed is successful. The life of this world is only the enjoyment of deception (a deceiving thing).

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Semoga kita berada dalam golongan yang beruntung, InsyaAllah.

 

Al-Fatihah to Alif Q’s mother. Semoga Allah mengampunkan dosa-dosanya dan meletakkannya di kalangan orang-orang yang beriman.

For the record, Adreena’s now 22 months & 21 days old. At the recent checkup, she’s 13kgs in weight and 87centimetres tall. The pediatrican said she’s a little on the ‘montok’ side.. (well, well) and she’s also quite tall. (Ayah cepat2 mengaku.. haaaaa tu ikut Ayah tu! :P)

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Anyway, her vocab so far…

 

Anggi bird = Angry bird

Astag wo ajinnnnn  = Astaghfirullah hal azim

Ita owoh = Insya Allah. Referring to Maher Zain’s song. Her current favourite. One day she woke up and started singing.. Ita owohhhhh… Ita owohhhh…..

Ayah, Mama, Bibik.. itu standard. Kalau panggil Bibik sekali, Bibik tak nyahut… dia akan sambung… Ohhhhhhhhhh Bibik…

Abang… sometimes kalau nak marah or nak cepat.. Apik aje! :P

Tatak = Kakak

Awiz = Uncle Reez

Mai = Aunty Mas

Ninid = Aunty Nid

Na = Kitreena

Edik = Edrick

Titu = Cikgu (babysitters at nursery haritu)

Pis Ayah = Please Ayah… used when she wants something from Ayah..

Oyon ya… = Tolong lah… when ‘pis ayah’ doesn’t work in obtaining whatever she wanted.

Miyo = Milo

Oya = Bola

Uku Oyak = Buku koyak (nampak benor suka koyakkan buku)

Wuwun = Turun

Oti, ushuk = Potty, busuk! Siap dengan aksi hidung penyek.

Nom = Jom

Nak akan = nak makan

Nanak = Taknak

Mama, nuk ni! = Mama, tengok ni (overused phrase when excited about something or nak ngadu pasal Ayah/Abang/Kakak)

Aneh= Paneh = Panas

Abehyaaa =  Habis dahhhhh

 

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Scenario 1: When she’s not occupied with something, and in a good mood

Mama: Deena… meh sini kejap sayang.

Adreena: Otei Mama (Okay Mama)

 

When she’s occupied with something, or mood not so good.

Mama: Deena, meh sini kejap sayang.

Adreena: Japppppppp… (sekejap)

Mama: Deena.. come la….

Adreena: Kojappppp (kejap, half nogorian la katakan)

 

Scenario 2: When she looks a little tired

Mama: Deena penat ye?

Adreena: Onekkkk (Ponek.. (Penat)) – Ayah ajar

 

Scenario 3: When someone does something they’re not supposed to do, like tumpahkan air.. or koyakkan buku (sapa lah lagi).. Abang/Kakak will say.. “aaaayok, tak tauuuuuu” while pointing finger at the person.

 

One day, Adreena tumpahkan air betul2 depan Mama… buat muka terkejut… dan tanpa rasa bersalah, tunjuk kat Mama and said..”Ta ta yokkkkkkkkkk”

 

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Afiq dulu2 panggil susu = Nini

Mariessa dulu2 panggil susu = Ng ng. When she suddenly had a change of heart and wanted chocolate flavoured milk instead, she calls her susu Milo. Not to be mistaken with the real Milo. Itu “Milo sedap” according to her.

Adreena now panggil susu = fufuk. Sometimes uhuk.

Creative people, these kids.

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Sampai2 kat rumah je, Bibik cerita that...

Adreena woke up from her afternoon nap, sat down, gosok2 tangan kat seluar dia, realized that it's wet and said "astag wo ajinnnn" (Astaghfirullah hal azim)...
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Yesterday was the 1st day of final exam at LC, so when the kids got home, (I was on leave) I immediately asked:

 

Mama: Macam mana exam Abang tadi?

Afiq: Sangat bagus, Mama!

Mama: Alhamdulillah… Kakak, Kakak punya exam macam mana?

Mariessa: Alaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. Kakak tak pandai lah! “Minus” tu susah la Mama… Cuba Mama ajar Kakak, nine… minus three…. becomes..?

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This morning, before going to work I wished them both luck for exam.

Mama: Afiq, buat exam nanti elok2 k? Jangan lupa baca doa ye?

Afiq: Abang tau… Mula2 baca Robbish Rohli kan.. lepas tu.. Oh Allah, Open my heart… Doa yang tu kan Mama? Mama doakan la Abang dapat one hundred!

Mama: InsyaAllah, Mama doakan.

Afiq: Kalau semuaaaa Abang dapat one hundred, boleh beli kereta Flash and Dash lagi tak Mama? (notice the ‘lagi”?)

Mama: Hmm.. Abang dapatkan dulu semua one hundred k, nanti kita tengok macam mana. *jeling kat Ayah*

 

Mama: Kakak, nanti kakak jawab exam elok2 k?

Mariessa: Ok Mama. Kakak dah tau dah hari ni nine minus three becomes six! Mesti kakak pandai!

 

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Called them this afternoon to ask how the exam went.

Afiq: Ok je Mama. Bagus mcm semalam.

Mariessa: Entahla, Kakak dah lupa!

 

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AdreenaOctober Adreena yang makin nakal. Brought her for ‘cucuk 3 serangkai’ on Sunday. She didn’t even flinch!

Mama tukang pegang yang lebih2 dup dap dup dap. Esoknya, Mama yang tak larat pegi kerja! Eh?

 

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If I could skip one day, just ONE day of the year… today would be it.

 

Al-Fatihah…

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I was having a very lazy Sunday when Mariessa approached me at 6pm and said:

 

Mariessa: Mama.. Kakak rasa dah lamaaaaaaaaaa Mama tak buat Donat.

Mama: Ha-ah kan..

Mariessa: Boleh tak Mama buat donat esok? Kakak dah lamaaaaaa tak makan donat.

Mama: Hmmmm…. (nak mencari alasan not to say yes)

Mariessa: Boleh la Mama… Donat Mama buat lah yang paaaaaling sedappppppp dalam dunia tau?

Mama: * cair*… Ok lah.. nanti Mama tengok dulu bahan2 dia ada ke tak k?

Mariessa: Kalau takde, kita suruh Ayah pegi beli kat kedai. Kedai bukak lagi ni, petang ni

Amboi boi boi…..

 

After checking that all ingredients indeed ada…

Mama: Ok lah.. nanti malam Mama buat… esok pagi Kakak boleh makan k?

Mariessa: Ala… Mama buat lah sekarang…..

Mama: Pulak dah? Tadi kan cakap nak makan esok?

Mariessa: Ye la.. makan pagi esok… tapi Mama buat la sekarang Mama, Kakak tak boleh nak sabar dah ni. *blink blink blink buat muka kesian"*

Mama: Ok lah, Ok lah… Mama buat sekarang…

 

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From 3 cups of flour… I’ve said this before and I’ll say this again… Raised dough makes me happy! :)

 

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Before goreng. I love them small like this. Easy for the kids.

After

This morning…

 

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I made half of the dough into this: Burger Malaysia, that’s what we call them, kan?

Pukul 10 malam tadi baru buat sambal ikan bilis.

 

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Kanak2 riang dapat donat.. Nampak tu siap nak bawak bekal ke Little Caliphs. :)

A few minutes ago, Afiq called.

 

Afiq: Mama.. ni dah habis Ramadhan bulan puasa ke?

Mama: Laaa.. kan dah lama habis? Kita dah raya, kan?

Afiq: * suara sedih * Tapiiiiii….. abang baruuuu nak puasa!

Mama: Oh… tahun depan kan Ramadhan ada lagi..

Afiq: Oh ye? Yey!! Ok Maaaa…. bye!

 

Semoga kita semua dipanjangkan umur untuk menemui Ramadhan tahun depan, InsyaAllah. Amin.

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It's 18 Syawal today.

18 Syawal 2 tahun yang lepas Ummi pergi menemui Penciptanya.

Time does not heal all pain. That much I now know.

Semoga Ummi sentiasa tenang di sana, di kalangan orang2 yang beriman.

Al-Fatihah buat Ummi - Siti Rokiah Binti Mohamed.
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(Best tak tajuk? Hehe)

Sejak dulu lagi, saya ada satu habit yang saya rasa agak pelik, iaitu kalau saya susah nak tidur, saya akan terbalikkan posisi tidur saya (kepala di kaki katil, kaki di kepala katil) dan selepas tu InsyaAllah saya akan tidur lena.

Errr, sebenarnya ada 2 lagi habit saya kalau saya susah nak tido. Dulu lah, skrg dah tak lagi.

1. Saya akan baring dgn kaki saya ke atas dinding. Maksudnya kedudukan kaki saya 90 darjah dengan badan saya. Bila saya fikirkan balik, heran juga mcm mana saya boleh tidur dgn keadaan mcm tu.

2. Saya akan baring di bawah katil. Tapi pinggang ke bawah saja yg di bawah katil, pinggang ke atas di bahagian luar katil.

Aaaaaanyway, point saya bercerita pasal habit tidur ni adalah: Dah 2 malam saya perasan Adreena buat benda yg sama. Dia demam dan selsema skrg ni, jadi susah nak tidur. Tiap kali saya letakkan kepala dia di atas bantal, dia akan pusing pusing pusing.. sampai kepalanya di kaki katil, lepas tu dia tidur lena. Untuk menguji teori saya, bila dia dah lena, saya betulkan balik kedudukan tidur dia. Sekali lagi dia akan pusing pusing pusing, sampai kepalanya di kaki katil, lepas tu dia sambung tidur. :)

Pernah tak anda notice habit anda dibuat oleh anak2 anda?

P/s: saya pun menaip entry ini dgn posisi tidur terbalik. Seisi rumah demam, batuk dan selsema. Sungguh menyiksakan.
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Hope it’s not too late to wish everyone

Selamat Hari Raya

Maaf Zahir & Batin

(or as Mariessa would say it: Maap Zahid dan Fatin!)

 

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Ya Allah sesungguhnya waktu dhuha itu dhuha-Mu
Kecantikannya kecantikan-Mu…Keindahannya keindahan-Mu
Kekuatannya kekuatan-Mu…Kekuasaannya kekuasaan-Mu
Perlindungannya perlindungan-Mu…

Ya Allah jika rezeki masih di langit, turunkanlah
Jika di bumi keluarkanlah…Jika sukar permudahkanlah
Jika haram sucikanlah…Jika jauh dekatkanlah

Berkat waktu dhuha
Kecantikan-Mu keindahan-Mu kekuatan-Mu kekuasaan-Mu
Limpahkan kepadaku segala yang Engkau telah limpahkan kepada
hamba-hamba-Mu yang soleh

 

 

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The ‘situation’ at work is surprisingly taking a sharp turn, which looks promising.

But I keep thinking... How do you mend a broken heart?

 

 
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I’ve been trying to persuade Afiq to try puasa ‘penuh’ instead of half day since day 1, but it’s a little difficult when I’m not at home. The first weekend in Ramadhan, we went back to 443 and he managed to fast until about 6pm. He couldn’t ‘tahan’ anymore and I ran out of patience. Isk2…

 

Now I realize that to train a child to fast needs as much patience from the parents as well as from the child himself.

 

Ye lah, selang 10 minit je..

 

1: Mama… lagi berapa minit nak Maghrib ni?

2: Mama… Abang dah tak tahan sangat dah ni, Mama. Abang lapar!

3. Mama… Kenapa Mama tak bagi Abang makan? Mama tak kesian ke kat Abang?

4. Mama… Kenapa Abang je kena puasa? Kenapa Kakak dengan Deena (Adreena) tak kena puasa?

5. Mama… Abang dah tak boleh fikir dah Mama… Abang asyik teringat makanannnnnn je!

 

Hui… Sampai pening lah kepala saya nak menjawab banyak2 kali.

 

Alhamdulillah, last weekend we finally did it! (Mama menahan sabar, Afiq menahan lapar! :D). As a reward, Shahril and I took Afiq to the pasar Ramadhan in Kuala Klawang (Jelebu). I told him to choose anything he wants. Before pergi ke pasar Ramadhan tu, I asked him dia nak beli apa… he said, “biar Abang tengok dulu apa yang ada kat pasar Ramadhan, nanti Abg bgtau Mama”. Wahhh.. bunyi macam banyakkkk je hajat dia tu.

 

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So we brought him to the pasar Ramadhan – just him, Mariessa & Adreena tak ikut to make it extra special for him. :) In the end, he wanted watermelon (for me to make watermelon juice) and ayam goreng.

 

Afiq: Mama, tapi ayam goreng tu abang nak four boleh tak?

Mama: FOUR? Banyaknya Abang nak makan? Boleh ke habiskan? Tak baik membazir tau?

Afiq: Bukan four untuk Abang la, Mama. One Abang punya, one Kakak, one Sufia (his cousin), lagi one untuk Deena!

 

Ahhhh… sejukkkk hati Mama dengar. Dalam lapar2 pun, ingat jugak kat adik2 dia. :)

 

Maghrib tu, dengan penuh bangganya dia berbuka lah dengan jus tembikai & seketul ayam goreng. That was all he ate! Nak suapkan nasik pun tak nak dah, dah kenyang. Lepas makan je terus ajak Ayah pegi surau, solat Terawih. Semangat betul, padahal tak solat Maghrib pun lagi. :)

 

That was on 13th Ramadhan. Alhamdulillah he did it again on 14th Ramadhan. So, setakat ni, dapat la 2 hari berpuasa penuh. Good enough for a start, I think.

 

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Semoga anak Mama membesar sebagai mukmin yang sentiasaaaaaa bersabar & bertaqwa hendaknya, yang menjadi contoh kepada adik2, InsyaAllah.

Amin Ya- Rabbal Alamin.

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Our boarding passes stated that we’ll be sitting at 38H and 38K. I was anxious about this as I wanted us to sit together (but of course!). Logically H doesn’t sit beside K, but I was hoping that they have a unique (funny?) way of sorting alphabets.

 

Turns out, they DO! Imagine my relief when the stewardess told me at the door (after inspecting our boarding passes) that Shahril’s seat is next to mine, before showing the way to us. So yey!

 

I have no idea whether it was Boeing ke Airbus ke. I just don’t digest that kind of information, hehe. The seat arrangement was 2-4-2 and it felt spacious, so no complaints there. Apparently A sits beside C, H sits beside K.. Yang 4 kat tengah tu ada E ada F.. lagi 2 I’m not sure. Hehe

 

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One thing that really stood out for me is that, before the plane took off, after the usual safety video, there was a do’a recital. I thought this was a nice touch. Little thing that differentiate one from another. It would be nice if MAS can do the same, kan?

 

Just before we took off, the head stewardess announced (announcements were made both in Arabic & English) that the they have among the crew who can speak Arabic, English, Malay, Hungarian and also Chinese. I remember thinking: I didn’t know Hungarian is THAT common. :).  That’s kinda nice too, I think. But this is probably more common than the do’a recital. :)

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Eventhough by then I realized that it was really happening, that we were really going for Umrah, I was still as nervous as before, if not more. So nervous, I didn’t even bother to check what movies were available for example. Banyak nasihat2 yang saya baca pun bagitau yang we should utilize the time to do zikir etc, preparing our minds basically. I tried reading the do’a book provided by the TA but I couldn’t seem to focus either. Rasa macam last2 minute before exam, try baca buku tapi tak masuk apa2 kan.. haaa macam tu la lebih kurang. (Nampak sgt biasa buat last2 minute baru nak baca buku untuk exam. Muahaha)

 

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There were a few strong turbulences along the way as warned by the pilot, but other than that it was OK. Dinner was yummy (we chose chicken curry with rice ) and despite rasa kematu ponggong (ni baru 7-hour flight!), we managed to get some sleep. Next thing we knew, we were about to land in Abu Dhabi.

 

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* Pictures are either from Mr Google or Etihad’s website.

*Next: From Abu Dhabi to Jeddah

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This morning while I was applying my makeup, I realized Mariessa & Adreena were both watching me with much interest. (My idea of ‘applying makeup’ is restricted to applying compact powder, lipstick and recently - blusher. Rasa dah advanced sgt la tu ada blusher tu, hehe).

 

Mariessa: Mama, bila Kakak umur berapa Kakak boleh pakai semua-semua ni?

 

 Alamak.

 

Turned to my left, Adreena was pretending to apply lipstick on her lips using her finger.

 

Double Alamak!

 

These girls really do start early! Macam mana ni? Panic Mama!

 

* For the record, I was a really late bloomer when it comes to things like this. I bought my first lipstick when I was probably 23 or so, tu pun sebab dah start kerja and as I said earlier, my interest in blusher only started a few months back. Agaknya macam mana la nak melayan anak2 dara saya nanti.

 

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One week before we were scheduled to leave, we attended a class organized by the travel agent on Umrah. Alhamdulillah, the class really helped in boosting our confidence before going. The HQ of the travel agent (TA) which we were registered with is actually in East Coast, but they do have a branch in KL, therefore we attended the class in KL. (I shall not name the TA, takut nanti2 ada cerita2 yang menjurus ke arah komplen2. Hehe. Kalau dah buat statement macam ni, maksudnya, ada lah kot tak? :D. Not necessarily… takut2 je.. ;) ).

The day I was eagerly waiting for… but at the same time dreading, finally arrived. Our flight was scheduled at 8.30 p.m. that July 11th, but we were told to be at KLIA at least 3 hours prior to the departure time. The Group Leader (GL) whom Shahril has been in contact with, was also travelling from East Coast and he told us that the group from East Coast will be at KLIA as early as 1 p.m.

 

I woke up that Monday morning feeling excited and nervous. At 11 a.m Shahril and I went to Little Caliphs to collect Afiq’s & Mariessa’s report cards. I was nervous about that too, first time ambik report cards anak2 lah katakan. :). The ‘report card’ day was actually going to be held the coming Friday and Saturday, but since we were not going to be around, the teachers were kind enough to let us come that Monday.

 

Shahril’s younger brother was going to send us to the airport together with Mak & Wan. Shahril and I decided that we won’t let the kids come to the airport to see us off, as I feared seeing us off might be a little traumatic for the kids (and for me, to be honest). Takut nanti tengok diorg nangis, tak senang hati saya 2 minggu. (Kemungkinan untuk saya berdrama swasta di airport juga sgt tinggi kalau anak2 ikut sekali).

 

So we performed solat Zuhur, had our lunch and got ready to leave. Dari pagi tu sebenarnya dah berapa kali ntah air mata saya berjurai. Tak pernah tinggalkan anak2 sampai 2 minggu. Tak pernah jugak both of us takde at the same time. Kalau pegi outstation pun setakat 3-4 malam paling lama, and at least one of us is at home. Itu la yang rasa berat hati sangat2 tu.

 

Bila salam dengan anak2, air mata saya dah tak boleh ditahan dah. Macam empangan pecah la agaknya. Mula2 dengan Afiq dulu. He was upset that we didn’t let him come to the airport together with his cousins (Shahril’s younger brother brought his sons along). Hilang lah kisah sedih sekejap, as he was upset and I had to pujuk him.

 

I have to say it was Mariessa’s reaction that surprised me. Seeing that I was crying, she struggled to control her own tears. When she hugged me, I could feel that she was trying her best not to cry. She said nothing… but just held on to me. When I let her go, she quickly wiped her tears and went to the sofa and sat there. Only after I went out the door, I saw her putting her face in between her knees and sobbed. :(

 

Leaving Adreena was the hardest. She’s too young to understand, but I was afraid 2 weeks might just be a little bit too long being apart from us (vice versa).

 

So we left home at around 3.30p.m. as I wanted us to be at KLIA at 4.30 so that I have one hour (from the agreed 5.30) for the unexpected.

 

Seeing that I was (still) crying in the car, Mak cakap.. “Jangan risau la Nil… Mak ada tengok budak2 tu. 2 minggu tu kat sana… kejappppp je nanti ko rasa. Orang pegi haji 40 – 45 hari pun… bila nak balik tu ada rasa tak nak balik..”.  :)

 

We arrived at KLIA at 4.30 Alhamdulillah. We went to look for the GL to introduce ourselves and at 5 after performing our Asar prayers, we began checking in.

 

We were scheduled to leave via Etihad Airways on EY 411 to Abu Dhabi at 8.40 p.m. and to arrive at 11.45 p.m Abu Dhabi time. As the time difference is 4 hours, that means it was going to be a 7-hour flight.

 

I have never heard of Etihad Airways before, to be honest. So when we first received our itinerary, I quickly googled to find out. I even made a comparison between Etihad and Emirates upon finding out that Etihad is the National Airline of the United Arab Emirates (I always thought Emirates is). Bila dah baca2 tu, rasa lega la jugak. :). Transit in Abu Dhabi Airport will be for 3 hours before we leave for Jeddah.

 

Alhamdulillah, checking in was a breeze eventhough the queue was very long! We met the rest of the group there. It’s a small group of 16, with only 4 ladies (myself included) and 2 children. Nak kata budak pun tak.. teenagers pun tak sgt, the girl was probably around 10, and the boy 15. Agaknya lah. :)

 

After checking in, Mak, Wan and Shahril’s brother left. I was feeling a little hungry (masa lunch kat rumah, takde selera sebab tak senang hati mengenangkan anak2) so we sat down at KFC and shared a burger while contemplating our trip. I called home to check on the kids, Afiq was no longer upset Alhamdulillah, but Mariessa refused to talk me and I could hear her crying on the background. :(.

 

We then took the aerotrains to Gate C12 for boarding. It was almost Maghrib when we arrived at the gate so we went for our Jama’ prayers at the surau nearby first. Just before boarding, I called home again and this time Mariessa was done with her crying Alhamdulillah and was her normal self again.

 

Makanya, we boarded the plane dengan rasa senang hatinya, Alhamdulillah.

 

Next: Our first Etihad experience.

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The first thing we were told to do was to get the mandatory meningococcal vaccination before submitting our passports to the travel agent.

 

So on Monday night, I called 3 clinics / hospitals in Kajang to ask about the charges. 2 out of the 3 places I called told me the charge is RM155. The third place I called told me I need to make a booking for the vaccination and that it will cost me RM250 not yet including the consultation. I have no idea why this particular hospital is charging so much more than the rest. It could possibly be the validity of the vaccination. I was told that there are 2 variations, one that is valid for 3 years and another one for 5 years. I am not so sure about this. But we decided to have it at the clinic nearest to us: Klinik Kita in Saujana Impian and the charge was RM155 per person.

 

(It doesn’t hurt, trust me. Hehe – This is more like a note to myself for next time, InsyaAllah. Since yang penakut jarumnya saya lah)

The vaccination is made compulsory by Saudi government in order to obtain our Umrah visas.

 

Well, that’s basically all we had to do actually.

 

Fortunately for me a few friends just came back from Umrah as well, so I quickly emailed them asking for tips. Thanks Ghose, Ija, Figette & Azlan! I find their tips very helpful. Lots of reading and googling helped too of course.

 

For self preparation, the advice I normally received are nicely captured here.

 

During the 2 weeks before going, I felt extremely nervous and scared. Rasa tak percaya pun ada. People who knew kept congratulating me for being ‘invited’ and I was thinking… “betul ke ni?”, '”layak ke?”, “ilmu & amal sangatlah tak seberapa… boleh ke?”. I am lucky to be going with Shahril ( I won’t have it any other way. :) ). So our nights were usually spent talking about our upcoming trip: about how it was going to be our longest trip so far, about leaving the kids (sapa yang nangis nanti Mama ke anak2?), about the umrah itself etc.

 

One thing that keeps coming to mind is this: Ever since we got married, I have always persuaded Shahril to go for a holiday abroad. Tak kisah la pegi mana pun.. Perth ke… Gold Coast ke.. London ke, Bandung ke… but every single time, Shahril will give me the same answer: kalau boleh, biarla our first trip nanti pegi ke Mekah dulu.

Honestly, I’ve always thought this was a nice way of Shahril trying to silent me on my persuasions (it worked everytime). Tapi, betul lah Arwah Ummi selalu pesan..”kata kata tu do’a!”.  

A few days before the departure, I was already feeling the ‘heat’ of leaving the kids. Cakap pasal anak2 je, mata dah siap2 berair. Tengok anak2 tido pun, hati dah sayu.

 

Next: The departure day

Even before we received the confirmation, my MIL has volunteered to come over to Kajang to ‘supervise’ Bibik and my kids while Shahril and I are away. Alhamdulillah, we are lucky that we don’t have to worry about the kids. Bibik is reliable and having my MIL to supervise her is exactly what we needed. I am a little worried my MIL would be bored staying in Kajang – she is afterall a very active lady, ayamlah, kolam ikan lah, berkebun lah, macam2 activity kat kampung. Kat Kajang where got ayam ikan? Tanah sekangkang kera kat belakang rumah tu, tanam pokok pandan & kari je dah penuh. :) But she assures me she will be fine and it’s comforting knowing that she gets along very well with Bibik too.

 

So among the first things we did after knowing the date was breaking the news to Afiq & Mariessa. Adreena was there too of course, but si kenit ni belum faham apa2 lagi. :)

We told them that we would be going for Umrah, and that Madinah and Mekah is very, very far that we will be gone for fourteen days.

Afiq (mata terbeliak): FOURTEEN days, Mama??? Laaaaamaaanyaaaaaaaaaa…  * menung *

Mariessa: Mama, kenapa Mama dengan Ayah kena pegi Umrah?

Mama: Sebab.. Mama nak pegi solat kat sana.. Mama nak berdoa kat sana. Mama nak doa utk anak2 Mama… Mama nak..

Mariessa: Mama nak doa untuk Opah?

Mama: *tersentak & terdiam*.. pause.. Ye sayang, Mama nak doa untuk Opah

Mariessa: Ohhhhhh….

Afiq: Fourteen days, Mama???  (still in shock, hehe)

Mama: Iye.. Nanti bila Mama Ayah takde, Wan datang sini tolong Bibik jaga Abang, jaga Kakak, jaga Adik ok? Nanti Wan hantar Abang and Kakak pegi sekolah. Kena dengar cakap Wan tau?

Afiq: Ok!

Mariessa: Tapi…. Wan tau ke macam mana nak pegi Little Caliphs?

Afiq: Takpe, nanti Abang tunjukkan jalan kat Wan! Abang tau jalan!

 

Alhamdulillah, so they took it well. I was actually amazed by how well the took it. Except for Mariessa’s initial question as to why we are performing the Umrah, they never asked why again, after that. It’s amazing how they could ‘understand’. I had anticipated at least one of them to wail ‘nak ikut’ or asking why the both of us have to go at the same time, but Alhamdulillah they didn’t. I think it helped knowing that their Wan will be there to look after them. Of course they also know Wan is not as garang as Mama and Ayah lah kan, and that Wan will layan their requests more! :P

 

Next: The preparation

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*This was written early July*

At this moment, I’m writing this for my own keepsake. I am still not sure whether or not I’ll publish this. I would really love to share this, but deep down ada sikit rasa takut. Takut dalam keseronokan nak berkongsi tu, terselit unsur2 takbur dan riak. Nauzubillah. When I asked Shahril about this, Shahril kata, tunggu dah balik nanti, baruu tulis pasal ni. So that’s what I’m going to do. Tulis sekarang, since my memory is short termed.. and when we come back, InsyaAllah, will publish this.

 

Let me just begin by saying this: Allah surely knows best and at times, He works in mysterious ways.

 

A couple of months ago, I was feeling extremely down. Career-wise that is. After a few years of waiting, I was not among those who were promoted at work. During 8 years of my service with the company, I have only been promoted once and that was  almost 5 years ago. With the change of subsidiary, different job scope altogether from the previous one, the newly obtained professional certification, I honestly thought I was coping excellently and have been doing it right. At least good enough. So when I did not get it for reasons I find hard to accept, I was crushed.

 

This, coupled with the miscarriage in March brought me to the lowest point in life I’ve ever been.

 

One day, sometime in May, Shahril came home and told me that his boss (let’s call him En.D) is sending us both for Umrah.

 

Alhamdulillah. Sayunya perasaan saya masa tu, memang tak boleh nak digambarkan dengan kata2. Rasanya, tak terkumpul segala obstacles in life for us to be rewarded sebesar ni. Truly when He closes one door, He surely opens another.

 

Maka yang mana satu di antara nikmat-nikmat Tuhan kamu, yang kamu hendak dustakan?  - Ar-Rahman

Finally, on June 27th we were given the confirmed date. Exactly 2 weeks after that date we would be leaving.

 

I would be lying if I say all I felt was excitement. The truth is, other feelings were so overwhelming that I was beginning to worry about not feeling as excited as I thought I should be. Does this make any sense? Although we knew we were going, it wasn’t until that Monday (when we got the confirmation) that we felt we were really going. That it was for real. (Maybe I should say ‘I’ here, instead of ‘we’ as Shahril was as calm as always. :P)

 

Next: Kids’ reactions to the news.

Alhamdulillah, syukur kepada Allah, atas  izinNya, Shahril & I are back from what must have been the most significant trip of our lives thus far.

 

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If and when time permits, InsyaAllah, I’ll be writing on our experience … for now I’m just trying to break the ice. It’s been so long! ;)

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