Tuesday, 4 July 2017
Kelantan: Ayat's wedding
Salam.
There were neither public toilet nor shop to stop by, since it is an inland. My urinary bladder was full and I couldn't hold my urine any longer but our homestay was still far from where we were. My mind went blank.
I. JUST. NEED. TO. PEE.
After 3 months staying at home, lookin' at the tv and laptop screens, I can finally say I had been out of the town.
I went to Kelantan for the first time, guys.
10 hours of sitting in car, I think my butt has changed its shape to square. However, I had so much fun sleeping and talking with my second cousins along the way from Kajang to Kelantan.
My second cousins and I were so close when we were younger. As we growing up, our relations were strained and far apart because of the school and we have our own friends. Especially the boys, they ride motorcycles and go here and there with their friends while I only staying at home, watching television.
This trip helped me to strengthen back my relation with my family at Makwa's side especially with my second cousins. Alhamdulillah.
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| Brunch on our way to Kelantan |
My second cousins and I were so close when we were younger. As we growing up, our relations were strained and far apart because of the school and we have our own friends. Especially the boys, they ride motorcycles and go here and there with their friends while I only staying at home, watching television.
This trip helped me to strengthen back my relation with my family at Makwa's side especially with my second cousins. Alhamdulillah.
The blue sky filled with white, fluffy clouds and tall, green plants giving out oxygen and taking up carbon dioxide, carbon monoxide and other unwanted gases. The scenery was really beautiful. Such a pleasant view to one's eyes. There's no word to say except "SubhanAllah". This world has been perfectly made. The night view around Kuala Krai was spectacular! There were a waxing cresent moon and numerous stars twinkling so brightly that lighten up the dark sky. It was tough because the streets there were crooked and the absence of street lights weren't helping at all.
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| At Achik's house in Kuala Krai |
There were neither public toilet nor shop to stop by, since it is an inland. My urinary bladder was full and I couldn't hold my urine any longer but our homestay was still far from where we were. My mind went blank.
I. JUST. NEED. TO. PEE.
Around 10.30 pm, we got to the homestay. It was late and we were tired from the long journey with distance almost 570 kilometres. I took a shower, changed my clothes to pyjama and ate rendang ayam and sambal tumis brought from Kajang with rice cooked in Kak An's rice cooker. Then, after solat jama' takhir qasar isya' and maghrib, I went to sleep. The girls squeezed in to sleep in the small space. Five people on two mattresses. A bit crazy. The way I like it. Haha.
I could barely sleep on the first night I had in Kelantan, it might be because my body still not familiar with the new surrounding. That night feel sooooooooo long that I awaked twice. I prayed Fajr prayer and waited for the others to wake up. I had karipap and pau coklat goreng for breakfast at 7.30 am before I washed up. At 11 am, we moved to another homestay around Air Terjun Gunung Stong in Dabong.
We rent a dorm, a room and a house with 3 rooms. As soon as we arrived at Mah homestay smth, I unpacked all my stuffs in the dorm room and started ironing 2 pairs of baju kurung, a black chiffon shawl and a dark blue square scarf tudongcha I bought online. Do you wonder why I ironed baju kurung instead of blouses? I'll tell you soon.
The clock shown 4.30 pm so, we decided to go to Air Terjun Gunung Stong near the place we stayed. Since I know my mom would never allow me to swim at the beach nor river, I just sat at the rock close to the water so that I could dipped my feets in there. O God, the water was so cold and refreshing. The sound of water flowing from the peak, the winds blowing softly against me and I could heard the birds chirping and insects buzzing made me want to live there.
At 6 pm, the eldest rushed us to dressed up for event that night. I donned red baju kurung I wear to class with black shawl. Being girls are really hard. When the boys just relaxed with phone in their hands after shower and dress up, we, girls had to doll up ourselves with make up; concealer, highlighter, bb cream, loose powder, lipstick and etc.
During maghrib, we stopped by at a mosque near the homestay. Then, we continued our journey to the mosque where the akad nikah was held. Okay now you know the reason I went to Kelantan is because my second cousin was getting married. It took us about one hour to reach at inland mosque.
Watching at the digital clock on the mosque wall, I became nervous. With 3 pronouncements, Ayat, my 20 years old second cousin was happily married to her beloved wife. I was about to cry and my tears were almost falling but I tried to hold it in. Both of us went to the same kindergarten, primary school, once to the same tuition at our area and we also played together when we were younger. I felt so emotional that I choked up.
After the akad nikah, we fed ourselves before going back to our homestay. After changing the clothes, I helped making bunga telur.
The dorm dikonker oleh Kak An's family including Faris, Kak Sham third son and I.
Just before I slept, when Faris, my 19 years old second cousin saw me laying down without a pillow, he asked me "kau takde bantal ke, Nurul?" then he gave me his pillow. I was touched by his action. Sayang jugak dia kat makcik dia ni hah, I told myself. Haih so makcik makcik.
The next day which is last Saturday, we went to the bride's house at 1.05 pm with barang hantaran. The route to the bride's house was difficult. It was in the forest, I mean surrounded by rubber trees and brick red soil. There were no line at all. I wonder how they survive. I could live there for only 2 days kot and after that, you might find me back at home, scrolling down instagram and watching Fight for My Way drama HAHAHA
We had to wait until 3 pm for the bride to finish her make up. O Allah, I hope my wedding in the future will go smoothly. We ate, took pictures and also karaoke. The MC forced our representatives to sing if not, we were not allow to go home.
We returned back at 5.10 pm with tired bodies.
The night passed.
On Sunday at 11.30 am, we checked out and arrived at Sungai Ramal Luar, Kajang at 8.33 pm. I went home, took shower, washed my dirty clothes and went to sleep.
I am still tired from the journey ceh alasan 😝 I better go to sleep and rest now tehee bye!
Ps:/ i'm very close with them, we grew up together, played together, did almost everything together!!!!
I could barely sleep on the first night I had in Kelantan, it might be because my body still not familiar with the new surrounding. That night feel sooooooooo long that I awaked twice. I prayed Fajr prayer and waited for the others to wake up. I had karipap and pau coklat goreng for breakfast at 7.30 am before I washed up. At 11 am, we moved to another homestay around Air Terjun Gunung Stong in Dabong.
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| The view from the homestay |
We rent a dorm, a room and a house with 3 rooms. As soon as we arrived at Mah homestay smth, I unpacked all my stuffs in the dorm room and started ironing 2 pairs of baju kurung, a black chiffon shawl and a dark blue square scarf tudongcha I bought online. Do you wonder why I ironed baju kurung instead of blouses? I'll tell you soon.
The clock shown 4.30 pm so, we decided to go to Air Terjun Gunung Stong near the place we stayed. Since I know my mom would never allow me to swim at the beach nor river, I just sat at the rock close to the water so that I could dipped my feets in there. O God, the water was so cold and refreshing. The sound of water flowing from the peak, the winds blowing softly against me and I could heard the birds chirping and insects buzzing made me want to live there.
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| I am missing this beautiful scenery!! |
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| My skin's getting worse these days and it's annoyed me |
During maghrib, we stopped by at a mosque near the homestay. Then, we continued our journey to the mosque where the akad nikah was held. Okay now you know the reason I went to Kelantan is because my second cousin was getting married. It took us about one hour to reach at inland mosque.
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| Dulang girls |
Watching at the digital clock on the mosque wall, I became nervous. With 3 pronouncements, Ayat, my 20 years old second cousin was happily married to her beloved wife. I was about to cry and my tears were almost falling but I tried to hold it in. Both of us went to the same kindergarten, primary school, once to the same tuition at our area and we also played together when we were younger. I felt so emotional that I choked up.
After the akad nikah, we fed ourselves before going back to our homestay. After changing the clothes, I helped making bunga telur.
The dorm dikonker oleh Kak An's family including Faris, Kak Sham third son and I.
Just before I slept, when Faris, my 19 years old second cousin saw me laying down without a pillow, he asked me "kau takde bantal ke, Nurul?" then he gave me his pillow. I was touched by his action. Sayang jugak dia kat makcik dia ni hah, I told myself. Haih so makcik makcik.
The next day which is last Saturday, we went to the bride's house at 1.05 pm with barang hantaran. The route to the bride's house was difficult. It was in the forest, I mean surrounded by rubber trees and brick red soil. There were no line at all. I wonder how they survive. I could live there for only 2 days kot and after that, you might find me back at home, scrolling down instagram and watching Fight for My Way drama HAHAHA
We had to wait until 3 pm for the bride to finish her make up. O Allah, I hope my wedding in the future will go smoothly. We ate, took pictures and also karaoke. The MC forced our representatives to sing if not, we were not allow to go home.
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| Dulang boys; they are all my second cousins |
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| On the way to the bride's house |
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| dark blue Tudongcha |
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| My 20 years old second cousins; Afiq and Ayat |
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| From left; Siti, Nurul, Ika, Kak Ija, Kak Sham, Kak Iqa |
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| 1998 liners; Farid (Momos), Nurul (U'ul), Faris (Oyot) <3 |
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| Introducing some of my second cousins |
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| The maknae line of my second cousins; Fahmi, Aisy, Aizat |
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| With Pait and Aizat |
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| Fadhly, Kak Sham's fourth son |
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| Kak Sham's second son, Pait who entered army |
The night passed.
On Sunday at 11.30 am, we checked out and arrived at Sungai Ramal Luar, Kajang at 8.33 pm. I went home, took shower, washed my dirty clothes and went to sleep.
I am still tired from the journey ceh alasan 😝 I better go to sleep and rest now tehee bye!
Ps:/ i'm very close with them, we grew up together, played together, did almost everything together!!!!
Tuesday, 27 June 2017
my babysitter since I was a baby
Salam.
I was planning to lay on the couch with both legs open wearing my loose tee paired with dark blue pant and watch special Raya program on this day 2 of Syawal.
But then, after Zohor.....
TADAAAAA!!!
I was at my babysitter's house in Sungai Ramal Dalam donning grey Arabian shawl matched with red baju kurung. The last time I met Wan and Atok was during last year Hari Raya. My family and I stayed for almost 1 hour, talking about life and how their business doing these days. I am thankful to Allah for giving them good health especially when they are at their old ages.
As I was observing and staring at their faces, seeing their wrinkles, eye bags and beard, I could not deny how grateful I am and how I miss to be under their cares. They took care of me since I was a baby until I was in standard 5 before I start staying at home alone after school ends. I stayed at their place from early in the morning until late evening on weekdays and sometimes, I still there at night. I also slept at their house for a few times. I met and befriended with Wan and Atok's grandchildren playing with them all day long. I was the oldest among other kids so, whatever I did, they followed.
Typing this, reminds me of the good and bad old days at my second home. Believe it or not, I used to be a really naughty kid they barely could controlled me. They were strict to each of the kids they babysitted in a good way, especially when it comes to Islam. I often get scolded because I was lazy to perform solat.
They make nasi lemak and roti canai for business. They also sold fried mee and few kind of kuih such as karipap, seri muka and talam. I helped them to pack nasi lemak and follow Maman to send it to Petronas.
I had my first makan dalam talam at their house.
They brought me to Bagan Lalang and I caught small crabs with my hands.
I went to the pool for swimming from time to time with Kak Ita. Err obviously, I swam at the kids' pool 😂
I went to museum in Kuala Lumpur with Wan and Atok and got a scar above my right ankle when I was off the motorcyle.
They are a lot of great things I experienced myself when I was babysitted by them.
But the best thing was they gave their precious love to me, as if I was their own daughter. Alhamdulillah, I am growing up to be a fine lady thanks to their cares.
Love your parent and whoever that had been taking care and loving you. They are the greatest gift temporarily given by Allah so, appreciate them.
I was planning to lay on the couch with both legs open wearing my loose tee paired with dark blue pant and watch special Raya program on this day 2 of Syawal.
But then, after Zohor.....
TADAAAAA!!!
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| You know I am lazy to go out when I wear this crumple shawl |
I was at my babysitter's house in Sungai Ramal Dalam donning grey Arabian shawl matched with red baju kurung. The last time I met Wan and Atok was during last year Hari Raya. My family and I stayed for almost 1 hour, talking about life and how their business doing these days. I am thankful to Allah for giving them good health especially when they are at their old ages.
As I was observing and staring at their faces, seeing their wrinkles, eye bags and beard, I could not deny how grateful I am and how I miss to be under their cares. They took care of me since I was a baby until I was in standard 5 before I start staying at home alone after school ends. I stayed at their place from early in the morning until late evening on weekdays and sometimes, I still there at night. I also slept at their house for a few times. I met and befriended with Wan and Atok's grandchildren playing with them all day long. I was the oldest among other kids so, whatever I did, they followed.
Typing this, reminds me of the good and bad old days at my second home. Believe it or not, I used to be a really naughty kid they barely could controlled me. They were strict to each of the kids they babysitted in a good way, especially when it comes to Islam. I often get scolded because I was lazy to perform solat.
They make nasi lemak and roti canai for business. They also sold fried mee and few kind of kuih such as karipap, seri muka and talam. I helped them to pack nasi lemak and follow Maman to send it to Petronas.
I had my first makan dalam talam at their house.
They brought me to Bagan Lalang and I caught small crabs with my hands.
I went to the pool for swimming from time to time with Kak Ita. Err obviously, I swam at the kids' pool 😂
I went to museum in Kuala Lumpur with Wan and Atok and got a scar above my right ankle when I was off the motorcyle.
They are a lot of great things I experienced myself when I was babysitted by them.
But the best thing was they gave their precious love to me, as if I was their own daughter. Alhamdulillah, I am growing up to be a fine lady thanks to their cares.
Love your parent and whoever that had been taking care and loving you. They are the greatest gift temporarily given by Allah so, appreciate them.
Monday, 26 June 2017
unusual chit chat during raya
Salam.
Mine was pretty much the same as the other years where we celebrate Raya in Kajang. Except for this year first Raya was a lot more plain and boring because there were no people coming. My mom decided not to do open house and only invited our close families and friends because she said she's getting older, psst she's turning 55 years old and all this open house thingy is tiring her (and me too!)
After my father returned back from masjid, my mother, younger sister and I who were done dressed up will salam, say the same sentences every year "Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf Zahir dan Batin". The adat in my parent's families is put both hands together and then put it on the eldest's lap and tunduk so that our heads touch the hands. Pelik but that's how we salam the eldest (family members only) during Hari Raya and Raya Haji.
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| Blessed my artistic hands; green color is the head, the orange is the hands. |
As soon as we finished salam each other, we took photos, hmm more to selfie than family photo. Then we went to Makwa's house which is only 2 minutes away from our house. Makwa is my mak long and she's 10 years older than my dad. Abah has 12 siblings and he is the tenth. We went there and had a long chit-chat and eating session and took my first selfie with Firdaus, who we called Pait. Mamat was there as well.
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| Thanks lighting and filter for making me look amazing |
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| From left; Aida, Mama and Adik |
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| You should see how hard it was to take selfies when Mama wants to play with her tab 😒 |
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| Introducing, my 55 years old Mama |
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| I teached her how to wear shawl this morning |
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| Annoying sister |
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| Abah |
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| The cousins |
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| Duit rayaaaaaa |
Some of our chit chat were about Ayat's (20 years old) and Mamat's (25 years old) wedding day which are only a few days and 2 months away respectively. They have no idea how excited I am!!!! We have been growing up looking at each other's faces and playing houses when we were kids. And now, they are going to get themselves a wife!? "Makcik" Nurul is so happy 😁😁 Later, I'll be nenek soon.
Wow, so young to be a nenek.
I thought we were just talking about theirs' wedding but hey,
"Nurul, bila kau nak kahwin"
"Aku baru 19 tahun weh"
"Ayat tu umur 20 tahun baru"
"Aku boyfriend pun takde, nak kahwin apa"
"Cari lah"
My cousin who is the mother to Pait, Kak Sham also told be this, "Kau makcik diorang kena lah kahwin dulu, baru betul"
Absolutely, it was an unusual chat in Raya morning.
I feel sooooooooooo old guys 😑 I heard people will only start to receive those kind of questions when they are around 25 years old. But, I get it now, and I'm not even in my twenties yet. Sigh.
In the evening, no one came. It was so quiet I could hear the fans' sounds. I slept, of course, in my baju kurung and Arabian shawl. Guests started to come late evening, around maghrib and now, at 12 am, they are still here talking, and eating.
I know they have so much to talk and gossip about, but excuse meh, I want to sleep people 💤💤💤
여러분: yeo-reo-bun (everyone)
Sunday, 25 June 2017
my beautiful ketupat
Salam.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of preparing the food for tomorrow, I managed to sneak in some time to write this up.
Okay, where should I start?
I helped peeling bunch of red onions and garlics for 2 hours last night for rendang. My eyes and fingers were burning and I was literally crying. I hate you, onions!! 😠 How dare you make me cryyy you are not even my boyfriend =___="
Then, I put the cookies and kerepek in colourful tupperware to serve to the guests. One cookies into the tupperware and another one into the mouth. It is clearly my favorite part of preparing for Hari Raya.
Today, after sahur and perform Subuh prayer, I slept again. I woke up a bit late but not when the sun was right above the head. My parent went to wet market quite early in the morning, leaving my younger sister, little cousin and I alone at home to buy 4 kilogram of meat and 4 chickens. Fuhh, I was so thankful they didn't forced me to go with them. Most of the time, when I accompany them to the wet market, my father and I will just wait outside while my mother buys everything she needs. God, I'm lucky I am young and my legs are still strong to stand for hours. She takes an hour or more to settle her weekly shopping spree and both my father and I just stand there, looking at other people selling their items and some of them also waiting for their wives and mothers like us.
I let my sister did almost everything. Ugh, she deserved it what!? She had much more energy because she's not fasting (pms thing) In the afternoon, my mother cooked her rendang daging while I helped her to look after the ketupat pulut and nasi impit. All I need to do was stirred it from time to time so that, it won't hangus at the bottom. It was blazing hot outside, so I dragged a small fan and switched it on. Due to boredom, my cousin and I watched 'Goblin' on my laptop. It was like killing two birds with one stone, huh? 😉 I am so bijak!
I fold the clothes after that.
Around 4 pm, I went to my cousin's house next door since the whole family were going to their kampung in Johor. I spent one hour and a half chatting and watching them packing their clothes. I used to stay there for hours, well, their house was my house back then. We used to play house, ting ting, run races, baseball, football, badminton and climb trees to pick some rambutan. Now, all of us have grown up. So nostalgic! I can't believe in another few days, one of them who is 1 year older than me are getting married. I feel so old 😑 And I am so so soooooooo excited!!!
At night, which is just now, I played bunga api and pop pop with my other cousins. Not as fun as we celebrate Raya in Sarawak. I have a lot of cousins there and the house will be so noise. Ah, that's makes me feel very grateful to have such beautiful big family that I can laugh out loud, and do crazy things freely without care about what people think.
Okay, I am sleepy. I better put on face mask before bed to look pretty for Raya.
Selamat Hari Raya everyone. Forgive all my wrongdoings. May Allah bless us and our families, Amin. Have a wonderful Eidulfitri 🎊🎊
Amidst the hustle and bustle of preparing the food for tomorrow, I managed to sneak in some time to write this up.
Okay, where should I start?
I helped peeling bunch of red onions and garlics for 2 hours last night for rendang. My eyes and fingers were burning and I was literally crying. I hate you, onions!! 😠 How dare you make me cryyy you are not even my boyfriend =___="
Then, I put the cookies and kerepek in colourful tupperware to serve to the guests. One cookies into the tupperware and another one into the mouth. It is clearly my favorite part of preparing for Hari Raya.
Today, after sahur and perform Subuh prayer, I slept again. I woke up a bit late but not when the sun was right above the head. My parent went to wet market quite early in the morning, leaving my younger sister, little cousin and I alone at home to buy 4 kilogram of meat and 4 chickens. Fuhh, I was so thankful they didn't forced me to go with them. Most of the time, when I accompany them to the wet market, my father and I will just wait outside while my mother buys everything she needs. God, I'm lucky I am young and my legs are still strong to stand for hours. She takes an hour or more to settle her weekly shopping spree and both my father and I just stand there, looking at other people selling their items and some of them also waiting for their wives and mothers like us.
I let my sister did almost everything. Ugh, she deserved it what!? She had much more energy because she's not fasting (pms thing) In the afternoon, my mother cooked her rendang daging while I helped her to look after the ketupat pulut and nasi impit. All I need to do was stirred it from time to time so that, it won't hangus at the bottom. It was blazing hot outside, so I dragged a small fan and switched it on. Due to boredom, my cousin and I watched 'Goblin' on my laptop. It was like killing two birds with one stone, huh? 😉 I am so bijak!
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| My baby ketupat look really beautiful. They must be taking after me 😛 |
I fold the clothes after that.
Around 4 pm, I went to my cousin's house next door since the whole family were going to their kampung in Johor. I spent one hour and a half chatting and watching them packing their clothes. I used to stay there for hours, well, their house was my house back then. We used to play house, ting ting, run races, baseball, football, badminton and climb trees to pick some rambutan. Now, all of us have grown up. So nostalgic! I can't believe in another few days, one of them who is 1 year older than me are getting married. I feel so old 😑 And I am so so soooooooo excited!!!
At night, which is just now, I played bunga api and pop pop with my other cousins. Not as fun as we celebrate Raya in Sarawak. I have a lot of cousins there and the house will be so noise. Ah, that's makes me feel very grateful to have such beautiful big family that I can laugh out loud, and do crazy things freely without care about what people think.
Okay, I am sleepy. I better put on face mask before bed to look pretty for Raya.
Selamat Hari Raya everyone. Forgive all my wrongdoings. May Allah bless us and our families, Amin. Have a wonderful Eidulfitri 🎊🎊
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