109:::hujung mggu yg memenatkn but hepi..

arini selasa..malas nye rase nk g opis..ntah pape ntah la, tp smlm bukan bt pe pun..knpe arini penat sgt2..no mood at all...hurmmmm..

now nk bercerita lak....

jumaat::
balik umah lmbt..duk kt opis siap kn mane yg x siap..update report system..ceh, pe da..bnyk salah2..nyusah kn btul..tau men jek..bt keje x reti..not me ek..im doing sumone else job..reached home at 10pm..bathed n fall asleep..

saturday::
help syg doing his final project..
nite, met mard, adhim, izal, pejal & mai..for the last time we met, coz adhim will fly to UK..futher study..

mereka yg gile mekdi..from left: pejal, izal n adhim..

merdeka nite? not going anywhere..rather sit n watch tv than bersesak ngn indon2 ngn bangla2 kt dataran or klcc..cukup la last year's experience..not this year..atleast makabah xrisau, xde la berjaga smpi nmpk batang idung anak dara mereka ni..

sunday::
woke up at 12noon giler tak? ptg, went to atiqah's house for her mum's & her birthday..sedap nye laksa johor n ofcoz cheese cake..lame tak jumpe atiqah..windu..

monday::

alhamdulillah, ramadan come again..may radmadan bring happiness n keberkatan as well as rezeki yg murah to all muslims..
bukak pose with family..actually, abh overtime since sunday smpi la last nite..but he managed to come home for breaking fast with us..then terawih together with syg, and everyone else..

108:::spend your 10 minutes reading it..it's worth..

To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married
(Worth reading this)

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just
did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.

Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.

I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning... This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry,
Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:

'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.

Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.

We teach some by what we say
we teach some more by what we do
But we teach most by what we are
- Unknown-

You don't get to choose how you are going to die, or when, but, you can decide how you are going to live, here and now.

Remember:
people will forget what you said ...
people will forget what you did ...
But people will never forget how you made them feel....

'You Have to Learn Lessons Also from Others Mistakes because you will Not Get Time to Do All the Mistakes on Your Own’

107:::muke sy gelap da....

ade sape2 leh tolong tak...
muke sy sbnr nye burn sejak g tiara beach 3 mggu lepas..
so muke ade sedikit gelap dr kebiasaan..
jd sy disini, ingin meminta jasa baik readers memberikn idea dan pandangan..

produk ape sy kne pakai untuk cerah kn balik muka sy ni selain mengambil wuduk dan solat..

mintak tolong ye..leave comment or ym pun boleh...your ideas n reply are higly appreciated

106:::jauh kn sy dr sg wang.....

asal g sg wang je mesti abis duit sy..adoyai..ntah pape yg dibeli nye..walaupun ujan tp tetap mampu membeli..muahahahaha..thanx baby teman kn..
padan muke aku abis duit..
pose nk dekat ni..mcm2 plak dugaan..sabar je la..
now bz giler kt opis..ngn matta fair around the corner, ngn student registration xsuda2 lg..
bnyk nye keje..nk bayar bil celcom pun xsempat2 ni..reached credit limit already..
not my fault, bank rakyat lambat la..asal nk g byr je je, mesti kne tggu lame, 15 menet xsuda2 lg sorg customer...kalu maybank, mesti cepat jek..semalam g, 10 menet je, rmi org tp leh settle clear cheque, bank in ASB ngn withdraw lg...
now, anim g pwtc, ade press conference..bos lak g hspital, his father heart attack..
k la..nk smbung bt kije..alamak lapar lak..bru kul 11..dpt melo panas sedap ni..


dlm bnyk2 brg yg sy beli smlm, satu bende kiut sgt2 sy suke..bg menggantikan selipar dlm umah yg da bertahun xnk berganti, sy beli baru..

yg ni da lame da pki..da leper da pun..tp tetap syg die..sbb pooh..hehe..


presenting.....new member of my properities..

105:::yeay..yeay..

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