Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Happy Bunch

As expected, with the absence of a domestic helper, Mama couldn't get to bring the bunch anywhere last school holiday. Lucky Mak was around, so Mama took instant leave last Friday and brought everybody to Times Square. Where else could I bring them this rainy season kan?

Seronoknya Amir. Last time we went he was just 3, tak ingat.



So the 3 elder ones had fun with the rides at Cosmo's World, though they have rode 'em before, but as long as we went somewhere, it'd be still meaningful. Kalau nak tunggu Papa, forever we won't get anywhere. Rumah Opah pun lama kita tak balik.

Nasib baik Papa also enrolled them for a coloring contest last Sunday. At least ada some activity. But I tell you, the competition is fierce, as usual. Other kids siap bawak pedestal masing-masing for coloring, siap dengan kain buruk etc. My kids, empty handed coz the coloring materials will be provided by the sponsor, the stationery maker yang bunyinya macam stapler (but my kids sebut 'tespler' he he).

So Aina & Amir got into Category A, 5-9 years old and Abang in Category B, 10-12 years old. And guess what? Despite the saingan sengit, Aina gor no 7 in her category! And Abang got lucky! Dapat lucky draw - a wrist watch and some other stuff from a movie maker/distributor. Since Amir didn't get anything from the sponsor but a sample pack of 1 color pencil (sebatang aje), Mama bought him (and Abang & Aina) crayons. So long as they are happy.
And hasil tangan anak-anak Mama yang tak boleh dibawa pulang:


Abang punya tersangat le meriah!

Pemenang no 7 category A

Amir main taram je, but he finished it!





Thursday, August 21, 2008

What Happened?

What happens if you have three mischievious kids not listening to their mom when she's busy cleaning the house?



Hang them out in the sun!!


Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Let Justice Prevail

How do I console a friend who has recently filed for a ‘fasakh’ divorce because her husband is a total ignorant?

My friend L is a Chinese Muslim, and have long embraced Islam before she met the hubby S, a Kelantanese Malay but oblivious to his duties as a husband. They got married in 2002, and were blessed with a daughter coming to 4 years old.

During the early years of marriage, it seems that hubby S had problems retaining his job. He was unemployed for some time, and living off L’s earnings day by day. He didn’t even make an effort to find a job immediately, and was practically forced by L to go and look for opportunities out there. L had even prepared and polished his resume and searched for openings for S, and S keeps delaying things. Then L got pregnant, and decided to purchase an apartment, entirely from her own pocket.

Later, L secured a comfortable position in an MNC, and S finally landed a job. Since it was a hassle for them to go to work in L’s car, L bought a car for S by putting down the deposit and S promise to maintain the loan. Somehow along the way, S didn’t do well at work and was again living off L’s earnings. It seems that L is paying for everything, and even when they moved into the new place, not even a light-bulb was contributed by S.

The problems seem to be building up since the days S lost his job, and not even trying to look for a new one. It was always L who had to remind him again and again. Even with a child, S was not even trying to prove his fatherhood by providing for his child in terms of shelter and food. He only babysits the daughter when L had to be away. And even when he’s unemployed, L still sends the daughter to the nursery.

So after a few rows and reconciliations, L finally decided to file for a ‘fasakh’ on the grounds that S was not providing anything to the family. So their case was put to trial, and after a few rounds of humiliation in court where her sex-life was also discussed, the court is now due to give the verdict. By the way, S had his lawyer friend defending him, and it was a tough trial. His defense was that he wasn’t aware that his wife was unhappy, and had the nerve of saying that L was too proud of an independent woman to take anything from the husband. L had evidence as thick as a few Qurans, and S had nothing. But somehow, he managed to sort of assure the judge that he has been paying for food and stuff with cash. So there’s no specific evidence, but it was rather convincing. He is not ready to give the ‘talaq’ and that there’s no ground for ‘fasakh’.

It was so terrible that L had to force him out of the apartment, so ugly he didn’t want to move out that L had to file a police-report for harassment and made him move-out.

The court is due for the verdict, but knowing some of the public service in Malaysia, we can never tell when exactly it is coming out. L has spent so much for the trial and it’s unbelievable that for every court presiding, she had to fork out money.

What I’m more concerned is that how the entire affair is affecting her as a Muslim. I’m more embarrassed as a fellow Muslim of what her husband has done to her. But I’m glad she is strong and keeps strongly to her prayers & do’a. All I can say and do’a is for justice to be executed properly.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

High on Glue

The office is being renovated, actually since early July. I have been avoiding it for the past 2 weeks, but today somehow I have to see someone there.

Now I'm walking on air. My head is spinning and my eyes are drowsy. Not to mention the medication I'm taking for the ultra-big ulcer on my tongue. Can you believe how bad it is that the doctor gave me 2 days of medical leave? I wasn't eating properly for the past few days, and my head was throbbing just like the hammering of the front reception desk as I speak. Worst, that I have to manage the house-chores still...

So in my diziness, I just realized that I have not posted Aina's birthday picture. I wanted to write a about it, but it's like 2 months ago.

What the heck, here goes the pix.


the cake for the 7-year old

she thought we're not gonna have any celebration at all..was almost upset


the neighborhood friends, Senja & Bayu


her long-awaited gift




Oh I must go home now, the glue is making me too drowsy...