Meet the parents

After kononnya di-proposed, the next step is to tell the parents. But I didn’t know how to go about it.


“Pa, nak kawin” or “Pa, Ali ajak kawin”, or “Pa, nak kawin, boleh?”

Bodoh giler bunyi.. haha..

It’s not something new to my parents. I mean like, all my family is expecting that to happen. We have known each other for more than 5 years now, and he is very much loved by my family. So the next best thing to do is to get married. But, you see, I’m the first child and the only daughter of En Khairil Anuar. So naturally it came as a shock to my dear father. Shocked not because I’m gonna marry Ali, but maybe because he realized that I have grown up.

Can you imagine this face, when I finally told him “Pa, Ali nak hantar family dating merisik before puasa”.

In between happy and alarmed, he responded, “Hah? Cepatnya?????” He looked at me for a while and said “Ok”. :)


Yes, it’s in two weeks. And now when I looked at the calendar, I can’t believe it myself that finally, I’m going to the next level. Alhamdulillah.

You made me laugh

Statements that really make me laugh like mad. Really my best medicine.


Situation 1:

Hari hujan, nenek cakap, “Badan kalau ada lemak boleh tahan sejuk. Macam nenek ni, badan dah kosong” Hahah.. she meant badan dah takder lemak.


Situation 2:

In the room with air-cond on. Nenek said, “Pasang air-cond lembik-lembik”.. And she actually meant, dia tak tahan sejuk, so higher the temperature please.

Situation 3:

My brother was in the car with my mom and myself. Lalu kat gerai jual buah nangka. He said, “Mama, mama, stop kejap beli buah nangka. Nak buat cempedak goreng” WTH. Mana ada nangka jadi cempedak. He is 23.


Situation 4:

Nenek dalam hospital for 6 days. Ali keep her company in the hospital and yes, it has been 6 days. Nenek cakap, “Shazali, asyik terperap je kat dalam bilik hospital ni. Pergilah jalan-jalan buang angin.” Well, she meant to say “Pergilah jalan-jalan ambil angin”.

I want to believe

Dedicated to Norhayati Muhamad Nor (Mak Long), scribbled by Roslinda Aziz (my mother)

I want to believe.....

That you heard our whispers of love

And our whispers of Syahadah

So you will always remember Allah...

I want to believe....

That you left us for a better place

A place where you can no longer feel pain

In Heaven is where you shall remain

I want to believe

The stars that lighted the sky

On the night we said our final goodbye

were signs that Allah has welcome you

So sleep my dear sister

until you are awaken

You may not know me by then

Only prayers will keep us near, Amin

Yes ! I Do Believe

Truly Madly Deeply - Savage Garden

OK, so this song is more than 10 years now. Then, it didnt mean anything. It was just a song. Now, it means everything..

I’ll be your dream, I’ll be your wish, I’ll be your fantasy,

I’ll be your hope, I’ll be your love, Be everything that you need,

I’ll love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do,

I will be strong, I will be faithfull cause I’m counting on a new beginning,

A reason for living, a deeper meaning,

I wanna stand with you on a mountain,

I wanna bathe with you in the sea,

I wanna lay like this forever,

Until the sky falls down on me,

And when my stars are shining brightly on the velvet sky,

I’ll make a wish send it to heaven and make you want to cry,

The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty,

And we’re surrounded by the comfort and protection of the highest power,

In lonely hours, with tears devour you

Oh why can’t you see it baby,

Don’t have to close your eyes,

Just standing right before you,

All that you need will surely come.

Counting on a new beginning. InsyaAllah..

Kau pergi jua

At about 3.45 pm 12 July 2010, Maklong respired her last breathe. She started to get weak and her BP was low on Wednesday and was admitted to Kota Bharu hospital then. My mother got the news on Thursday and was planning to go to Kelantan that weekend. However on Friday, my cousin informed us that she was unconscious since morning. Doctor informed them that there is nothing else they could do other than palliative treatment, and that we could take her back if we wish to. He suggested calling all relatives to come the soonest possible.


So my parents took the earliest flight on Friday evening. I couldn’t make the decision at that time as it was supposed to be my last day at work before my study leave; hence I have got tones of things to do before I go. My brother was in a meeting, he was too could not decide if he could leave that night itself.

The next day, my brother and I decided to drive to Kota Bharu despite the fact that my parents disagreed on the idea of driving. All flights were full except MAS which was damn expensive, I couldn’t afford for two tickets. So kami nekad to drive and studied google map to look at the best and the shortest way to Kota Bharu.

We arrived late evening, and I managed to slipped into the hospital at night and saw all my cousins were there. Mak long was lying on the bed with no flesh left on her fragile bones. I broke down next to her. I called up for her, she did not respond. I held her hands so tight like telling her to open her eyes for just a little while. She did not respond.

The next morning I went to see her again. This time, all my family members were there including close friends and other relatives. Each one of the children took turn to whisper the name of Allah at her ears. Some read Surah Yassin while others just couldn’t stop crying. I sat next to Maklong again and whispered in her ears. I told her that I love her. I told her I held her hands, and was hoping if she would grip my hand. Like in the film, for once I wished for miracle. That suddenly she grips my hand, frowns a little bit, slowly opens her eyes and wakes up from the coma. But that was too much to ask from God.

I remembered the time when I stayed with her in Kelantan to study for PMR over the long school holiday. I was trying to adjust myself with the environment, and got I got sick for almost one week. She took care of me. I remember sleeping with her; she woke up every night to wash me up so my temperature could go down. She was patiently waiting for me to consume my medicine (everybody knows that I take hours eat my ubat).

Maklong with my beloved cousin, whom was so strong during the last days. She takes after her mother.

I remembered I cried when I left Kelantan to go back to KL.

Alhamdulillah, sempat menunaikan haji

Now I had to leave her again. I wanted to stay one more night, but my brother couldn’t due to other commitments, and I could not let him drive alone. So I had to go with him. I didn’t want to say goodbye. I remembered crying my heart out next to her; I knew I couldn’t see her again. Reluctantly, we left.

During her last moments

The next day, she passed away dan selamat dikebumikan yesterday at 11pm. Alhamdulillah.

Leaving behind, a loving husband, and 7 children.

If only she knew how much I love her. Al-Fatihah to Maklong. Semoga roh mu dicucuri Allah dan semoga Maklong bahagia di sana.

Potong queue

It was a long queue at the payment counter at client’s (Etiqa) basement parking lot. I was with my friend and I had a feeling that everybody else there knew each other except us.


Then a guy behind me called up for me, “Amoi, boleh potong ka? Boleh potong ahh? Ini dari Maybank ni, head office tau”. I make donno lah, thought he was just kidding. But he really was pushing his luck. “Amoi, kasi potong laaa, you tau I dari Maybank ni tau”. (What’s so great about Maybank?)

I don’t normally like to be rude. I don’t even have the heart to scold the lady that took my parking spot many weeks back. But this time..I really had it. I answered, “So what if you dari Maybank? I am the auditor!” (What’s so great about auditor?) Tak kisah, yang penting dia terdiam.

Maybe dia ingat I am the auditor from Bank Negara. Ha...tau takut..

Nike running shoes

I bought this pair of shoes weeks ago. Or probably months back. Can't remember, it was new arrival at that time. Actually, my dad bought this for me. Guess he got me the wrong size.

So I am selling this if anybody is interested. Only had worne it 3 times (due to desperation). Its a nice pair of shoe, so sad that it is actually too big for me.

Size: UK 8, US 5.5

Going for RM 180

Please email me for any further queries
(SOLD)