02 February 2011

Aikkk..

Time was 12.27.
Date - 2nd february 2011
Location: I was deep in the bowels of Low Yat (parking lot, meh!), when this message came in..

"Ni ayah guna fon police tlong bgi credit maxi$ 50 ringgi ke nombo bru ayah 0128114817  Ayah lgi ada msalah kat blai police. ta payah call, sekejap ayah call."

Ya right!
1.  Sejak bila my dad bahasa diri "ayah".
2.  Sejak bila my dad (if it was my dad) guna handphone. Phone telekom yang biasa tu pun dia dah potong sebab dia guna Wifi**
3.  Dad doesnt know text shortforms...tlong, bgi, lgi, msalah, blai, ta.
4.  Dad would speak in english.
5.  Beware of the word maxi$.. people who use $$ in place of 'S', must be after your $$$.
6.  Cant even spell ringgit properly.

**Dad, in his own world can make calls without even using the phone. All he needs to do is to tip his head abit and he gets his 'calls' through.

Tak kuasa nak layan. My son told me NOT to even try calling the number because apparently there is a program that will suck ALL your credit dry.

I do wish these people find a job and purchase their own phone credits. Tak selamat hidup menipu nie.

22 January 2011

Azri and Atuk..(1)

Azri goes visit Atuk on weekends that he is not busy and when the weather permits. Azri only have his Kriss to take him on his various trips. He also have to take care of the house in exchange of free lodging. Hahaha..usik je lah Azri.

Atuk was chirpy on Azri's last visit. Azri layan dia bersembang. Tanya if he remembers his children.

Azri: Atuk ingat anak2 Atuk?

Atuk: Ingat. Semua ada nama inggeris.
And he mentions all the names in full.
Must be on his good days. Sometimes he doesnt remember.

Atuk: Atuk bagi nama inggeris so that if they are overseas, it is easy to say their name.
Wahh.. global thinking jugak Atuk nie.

Azri: Azri ni anak Irene, cucu atuk.

Atuk: Saya mintak maaf lah, tapi ini kali pertama saya jumpa awak, cucu saya.

Huh? Hahahaha.. skema lah atuk nie.
Atuk: Jangan amik ati ye..

~~~~~
Atuk memories stop at his 6th grandchild. But since Azri stayed in JB with him, Azri managed to get stories of his past. Stories that I have never heard. Atuk was the strictest of fathers. He ruled with the meter long wooden ruler. Hahaha... THAT I remember...and also the occasional rubber hose. I survived. I love him. Muah..muah..

+6017 296 ****--Apa salah aku?


27/12/2009 22:56:34
Anda dipantau oleh MUIS. Anda dinasihatkan bertobat
I replied: Anda dah taubat lom? Menebar fitnah besar dosa nya
27/12/2009 23:14:37
Semua perbuatan mu di rakam utk bukti..tobatlah smtra masih idup
I replied : Semua perbuatan mu di rakam utk bukti..taubatlah sementara masih hidup
27/12/2009 23:23:31
RM0: Berdoalah kpd ALLAH sentiasa walau diri penuh dgn dosa & noda.
Ingat! Sesungguhnya Allah itu maha pengasih lagi maha penyayang serta maha pengampun..
I replied : Wah! MUIS kena pkai fadilat sms. Hahaha lawak nya
27/12/2009 23:28:49
Maalhijrah utk berubah anda akan dipantau.
I replied : Pantau lah
I gave up answering his sms. Didnt figure he is entitle to my monies, paying the bill.
I didnt know it then but I was being observed. I didnt (couldnt afford to, anyway) know I had jagas.
My question is :
WHO is this bugger?
WHY is he doing this?
WHEN did I come under his surveillance?
WHERE is he spying my house from? (Pokok besar depan rumah tu kah? Hahaha..)
HOW did he get my number?
WHAT is going on?
Until today I still dont have answers to my questions..
I have been keeping the messages in my handphone all this while but the time has come for me to delete them now.
May Allah forgive them. I forgive them.

I have traced the number to :
Abu Bakar Mustafa, Rumah Rakyat Sikamat, Jelebu. Date of Birth 1979

17 January 2011

Monday blues..

My boys wakes up late these days.. so I dont see the hurry to get breakfast.  I sleep in too.  Since KA (daughter) went to PLKN, I only do washing every other day and sometimes every 3 days.  So now we know who fills the laundry basket at home with dirty clothes!  At this rate, I might not have to pay SYABAS at all.  Hahaha.. my son Azri would certainly love that.

Azri lives in JB in his grandfather's bungalow.  He found a job in Senai and so as to save on rental, he decided to stay in Atok's house.  In exchange, he just have to maintain the upkeep of the house and compound.  Before he moved in, the creepers were all over the car porch, the lallang was taller than him (in the backyard).  The water has been cut and meter removed.  In short, the house was in a mess.  But now every weekend, he cuts the lallang and repairs whatever he can.  He keeps a record of electricity usage.  He managed to cut down to less than RM20/month.. in other words, FREE.  If only he stays in Selangor.. he would also get FREE water.

This morning Ross called to say she coming over for a chat.  I have not seen her since we went separate ways in 1975.  But as I was giving her directions on how to get to my place, I remembered Mak Andeh mentioning about the traffic jam on the Federal Hiway.  So we had to cancel the plans.  Never mind Ross, some other day.

Brother in law called to say my niece got a place in TKC.  Congratulations Adi Nadhirah!!

16 January 2011

Sweet Child of Mine..

Day after she left for PLKN, my daughter had already called asking for a list of things she needed (but could not squeeze into her bag when she left for the Camp).  So the sunday after, we went to visit her.  Mdm GPS lead the way.  It is so so so far away.  I would have turned back half way (read: lost confidence).  The rows of abandoned houses, followed by jungle and then out of nowhere, wooden estate houses (but hey! I saw the B.yond aerial ontop of one of the houses) and finally an out of way cowboy town.

Then only did we see the Camp.  Looks like any boarding school only the dorms are half wooden/half brick.  We had to check in at the gate before we are allowed into the Camp compound, that too was just until the parking area.  We had to register our presence again at the office before we can meet our wards.

KA was sweetly and smartly dressed in her powder blue uniform.  Took her to a wakaf and shared the NY cheese cake she asked for.  Spend almost 2 hours there and we had to leave.  The initial plan was to go up to Tg Malim for pau and chinese food BUT Fatin left her milk bag at home.  (Ayah and Mama both said they expect the other to get the bag!)  So Plan B was Burger King at R&R Jejantas.  That will do just fine for me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~
2nd sunday we did not go to Camp.  But from the time she got her handphone on saturday morning, KA has been calling and giving me a list of things she wants when we go see her next sunday.  Since she tired of camp food, she begged me to bring anything.  Finally settled for BK Double Mushroom Swiss burger, onion rings and Mozzarella sticks.

Am happy that she is happy and enjoying herself with new and old friends.
Am worried that her health is giving her problems again.

23 August 2010

Puasa 2010

Pejam celik, pejam celik dah pun 2 minggu berpuasa.  Berpuasa kat rumah, tak lah berat mana.  Lepas anak2 dah keluar kerja/sekolah, mama boleh tidor balik atau melepak depan tv sementara menanti maid-jepun siapkan washing.  Lepas menyidai baju, sambung dok depan tv atau membaca.  Sekali sekala bila mood terlebih rajin datang, adalah kemas sikit2 rumah ni. Itu pun nasib baik engineer UNI*MAP ada.  Dia yang rajin menge-mop dan menyapu rumah.

Berat jugak memikirkan juadah berbuka dan sahur..memandangkan lain orang, lain permintaan nya.  Setakat ni main bantai beli kat pasar ramadan je.  So far, mana tempat yang dah biasa beli, rasanya maintain jugak.  Bila sekali sekala terasa nak mencuba gerai/jualan tempat baru, mula lah.. entah apa2 rasanya.  So far the nice Kelantan Freid Chicklen (actual spelling on banner), is nicest at the PasRam Proton.  Nasi Ambeng and Laksa Johor kat PasRam Shell.  Dah jumpa murtabak singapore yang murah kat PasRam Shell.  Passable lah.. nak dapat yang authentic, nak kena balik JB..  Nasi briyani is still best at Mamak Sect15.  Roti canai and roti nan pun dah makan.  Ayam tandori dah lama marinade dalam freezer, ntah bila nak masaknya.  Ada kala sahur cuma 2 keping roti sapu sekaya je.  Janji dapat minum air.

Menanti bila bole 'cuti' puasa.  Tahun ni berapa hari ntah akan bercuti.  Sabtu nie akan keluar bayar zakat fitrah dan juga fidyah.

Selamat beribadah di bulan ramadhan ini.

09 July 2010

Pumpk*n

Out of the blues, I noticed a creeper coming out of the grass patch in front of the house.  Funny.. I dont remember planting anything there since the neighbour has practically abandoned his old pajero there.  I just watched the creeper gre longer and longer.  Soon I noticed golden yellow blooms to which a baby pumpkin is attached to.  But after a few days the baby pumpkin rotted.  Hmm..
A few weeks later, I plucked up the courage and asked the neighbour to move his old pajero.. hehe before the pumpkin creeper covers up his jeep.  Then I sat back and watch the pumpkin plant grow.

After a few months, I decided enough is enough, the patch looks like a dump.  So I grabbed a glove and a cutter and started to clear the patch.  I started picking the leaves that can be eaten (masak lomak pon sodap!) and pulling the creeper into a pile.  Underneath all the big leaves, there lay a pumpkin, as big as a baby's head!!  I was so surprised.

So now I have a cleared up garden and a pumpkin.  Hmm..what shall I do with it?  My doter told me to make a pumpkin head (she has been watching too much Martha Ste*ward) but my sister told me to make wedges.  That sounds interesting...