Saturday, February 17, 2018

Pudar? Part 2

Sebab Acik tu dah bukak thread, saya teringatkan cerita lain...

Kerjaya saya menemukan saya dengan ramai orang. While I don't entertain hal2 peribadi, once in a while I made an exception. Especially when we had been friends for a long time n they r younger than me.

A male friend told me dia nak kahwin lagi sebab dia suka keluarga besar. Oookkk... tapi dia suka gi outing sensorang...
U see? Ada descrepancies di situ.

After sometimes, he said sebab d wifey suka cakap kasar2. Tak hormat dia n dia tak tahan, katanya...
"Kasar macam mana?" Mokcik tanya. Mokcik jinak okeyyy mudah simpati

Jadi dia screenshot 'pergaduhan mereka suami isteri'.
Trust me. D wife wrote politely.
"Sopan je tak kasar pun", of course mokcik speak out my mind.
Kalau ada maki2 baru lah kira kasar. Setakat cakap, " nafkah tu penting dalam rumah tangga"  . Eh... lu pikir la sendiri..

"Kalau bercakap main lepas je, bila marah, siap berparang2 lagi", dia tambah.
Eh?

Rumahpun sepah, dia kata..
Tak nak masak, dia tambah.
Kemasje lah sendiri, saya kata.
Masak je la, bukan susah manapun, saya tambah.

At one point he was set to leave d house. Tapi lepas tu kensel. He said d wifey changed n was really caring.

Me: ok what...
Him: tak ok
Me: nak macammana lagi?
Him: dia ugut tak bagi jumpa anak kalau saya pergi
Me: tu alasan... she must love u so much, to lower her ego
Him: nope mengugut takkan kekal .

Itulah ayat beliau. Dia stay in marriage sebab diugut.

Honestly, saya susah nak bersimpati. Nak faham pun payah jugak.
Ada orang memang obvious sayangkan anak2,

Macam jiran saya (dah meninggal pun pakcik tu) kalau kemana2 mesti berjinjit bawak balik makanan untuk anak2. Padahal bukanla dia gaji ribu riban pun...

Atau macam one of my colleagues, setiap hari bangun pagi masakkan untuk anak2. Bila saya beritahu saya marah anak dia sebab tak dapat A Matematik ( ko la A'an) terus dia panggil anak dia dan buat tuisye untuk anak dia. Tu baru betul sayangkan anak.

Tapi saya perati dia ni tak termasuk dalam kategori ni.

I never ask either dia mampu atau tidak berkahwin lebih daripada satu. Saya fikir dia sangat mengkagumi dirinya dan meletakkan semua kesalahan serta ketidakbahagiaannya pada orang lain...

Kasihan...


Pudar? Part 1

Little did I know, demam berpanjangan  yang saya alami itu has something to do with d accident. Awful. I took me two painful weeks..

Pergerakan saya sangat lambat dan  seperti sebelumnya, saya memunggah barang ke #12A ala2 baru habis marathon 100km. 

It was 7.46p.m, n yess I just came home from an official meet. Jadual saya agak ketat sekarang. Korang pun sama kan?

Halfway, saya rasa dah separuh mati padahal barang ringan je pun, 20 bags of toiletries. Tapi...

Syukur a lady passed by.
"Nak kemana tu?" saya tegur dulu. I was told mereka fikir saya sangat high class dan tak sudi berkawan dengan marhaen.

High class sangat, naik keter-cap-ayam ekon pun xder. Phuiii!!!

Dia gembira bila saya pelawa satu bungkusan yang boss suruh kasi pada sesiapa yang memerlukan. Saya fikir dia perlukan...

"Kita dah single sekarang", dia kata. 
Saya angguk dan beritahu saya dah tahu. Melihat perubahan air mukanya, saya beritahu, we didnt mean to gossip about people.

Nanti saya link my previous entry about this.

So yes. 
Since I knew, n she okayed about that, I simply asked, "since when?".

I liked d lady a lot, dia bercerita tanpa memburukkan sesiapa. D infidelity had been going on for years..

"Dengan orang yang sama?" saya tanya.

"Orang yang berlainan", dia jawab ringkas. Tiada isi tambahan:)

All this while dia bersabar sebab anak2 and what-nots. Tapi at 60++ she had a change of heart.

"Tapi satu hari Acik terfikir, kalau Allah tarik nyawa Acik sekarang, sah2 terus Acik ke neraka sebab hati kita ni... macam2 kita berkata2 dalam hati", lebih kurang gitu dia cakap tapi lebih sopan dan beralas. 

Saya tunggu juga kalau dia nak burukkan bekas suaminya, walaupun demam, bab cenggini saya boleh kembali bertenaga dan join d party kekdahnya...
Alaa korang pun sama....ngaku je la..

"Pakcik awak tu takder masalah apa... sejak kahwin dia bagi semua gaji dia pada Acik. Bab duit/nafkah anak dia memang tak pernah abaikan. Kalau gaduh Acik pulangkan kad bank dia, Acik kata kita bukan mata duitan, kita tak nak pun duit awak. Esoknya dia pulang balik kad tu, suruh ambik jugak" dia citer dalam remang2 cahaya lampu jalan.

"Baiknya pakcik, patutlah Acik bertahan", saya tambah. 

"Bab itu Pakcik awak tu memang Acik puji cuma itulah... bab kasih sayang dia sangat kedekut. Sepuluh tahun terakhir ni.... (ok saya tapis cerita ini)"..

Tak tau berapa lama kitaorang menyembang di luar pagar. Nak ajak masuk pun saya memang dah nak solat n terus tidur. 

Bila berpisah, saya masih terfikir pasal Acik tu dan kata2nya...

"Kalau orang kata tak kisahla janji kahwin dapat duit, makan pakai cukup, tipu tu. Kalau tak ada kasih sayang, sakitttt..." dia cakap, penuh emosi. 

Saya faham.
Sama juga dalam kerjaya. Colleagues can be nice to us, tapi hanya yang betul ada nilai kasih sayang sahaja yang tak "makan" kita. 

Terus saya kunci kereta dan tak habis punggah...

Saya ada cerita lain... 


Sunday, February 11, 2018

D day I know I never walk alone:)

Dalam doa yang sangat berharap dimakbulkan, saya mohon d kids will reap d benefits. Saya mohon Allah kurniakan kesihatan yang baik dan kesabaran yang tak bertepi. 

Funny sometimes. 
A kata bizi, so I took over her task. Last minute B sent lengthy text message. Another? 
Another was so quiet. 

Took a deep breath n I m sure Allah has something in store for all of us. I do believe if we did things for Him, we will never go wrong. 

Here r my fav pics. 

Errr.. nntilah..

Nite peeps.
Say to no bizi-tapi-hasil-nan-hado people


Tuesday, February 06, 2018

How to deal with unnecessary stress part 3

Ini kali ke-tiga orang yang sama buat perangai berbagai2.

Kali pertama dia mengelat bagai nak rak n ala2 bizi sangat n siap find replacement.
Mokcik geleng kepala...

1. She got excused from her boss already. Jangan wayang....

2. Say d boss refused to give her a leave, I can always report d misconduct n chances r, I will get my way. (D boss is a very wise n considerate man, tak mungkin perlu saya buat cara ni)

3. She found a replacement but masalah negaranya orang itu is not in d committee..

Ko pandai ke bijak?
In d end things settled.

Then came another issue, she was supposed to organise an event. Entah apa ceritanya she sent text messages siap gambar anak2 ala2 hidupnya layak sangat masuk Bersamamu@tv3.

Nope. I did not reply.
Kalau anak dia kena kanser or any fatal disease, wajiblah dikasihani, but nope... lupa plak apa halnya..

Kerja saya dah cukup susah, take over kerja dia lagi menambah beban.
Nope, I did not tell her that.
Obviously she thought d moon revolves around her. Biarkan...

2 weeks ago I asked her for 2017 document.
"Tak boleh, saya bizi sangat?"

Ko pandai ke cerdik????
Yang bizi tu sekarang, yang diminta tu hal 2017, ko kerja apa? Perdana Menteri Malaysiakah?

On Monday, I read another text, panjang lebar to justify why she could attend d meeting. No mention of d document yang sampai hari ni x serah lagi ye..
Omputeh kata once bitten twice shy.

"Send in formal letter or else everyone will get mad if d meeting is postpone", saya jawab lepas edit 2 kali. Kang jadi bahan caci maki pula...

She did.
Habis cerita.

Saya terfikir satu perkara saja. Sudah lama dia acah2 hidup tertekan. Sampai bila?

Dulu dia bagus dan efisien. Cuma sejak naik ranking ini, orang bawahannya mengadu dia sedikit kerek.

Kerek untuk sesuatu yang betul, memang ok. Tapi kot xder point but still show off power yang tidak sebesar mana ... kesian...

"Kerek dah kenapa? Nak menongkat langitkah?" saya tanya kembali dan nasihatkan sipengadu supaya jangan layan sangat.

Bila dia acah2 bizi, saya dan rakan tersenyum sinis jah...
Bizi sebab kerja asyik pending. Lepas tu tuding jari sana sini. Suruh orang back up..
Tahun pertama, ok la...

Tahun ini rupanya jiran sebelah saya dah sound awal2... hahahhaha...

Hujung2 bila kerja tak siap, hantar mesej rayuanku minta pengertian dan pertimbangan kerana hidupnya penuh ketidakadilan.

Adeiiii...
Yang dia tak pernah ada effort nak mengaku salah dan berusaha tidak membebankan orang tu, dia tak petik pula...


Have u meet dis kind of person in ur life?
Worry not.
This kind of species is everwhere.
Kalau layan, macam2 lagi rayuannya.. pening.. sudah2 kau yang stress.

The best, just put on ignore mode. Selalunya orang yang selfish nyawanya panjang:)

Larat pulak kau nak menanggung biawak hidup seumur nyawa?




How to deal with unnecessary stress Part 2.

Satu hari saya dapat forward message from someone powerful.

"Tengoklah anak buah yu ni.." dia kata...

MasyaAllah... hampir menitis ayo mata mokcik sebab ketawa berguling.

D sender cuma beritahu tarikh dan waktu mesyuarat yang beliau patut hadiri. She refused to come, yang tu agak ok lagi.

Yang tak ok, dia petik pasal duduk berjauhan dengan suami, kena berulang alik setiap minggu, yada2..Ala2 hidupnya lah yang paling siksa di dunia.

Haishhh...
Dia fikir penerima mesej itu siapa?


"Do something.." penerima mesej itu memohon. I wished...

Menghubungi penulis mesej itu memang tidak sekali. Kalau dengan orang yang tidak dikenali pun gigih dia mengadu domba, apa ke jaminannya dia tak merungut-rangat depan mokcik
Tak pasal2 mokcik yang stress karang.

Dia fikir mokcik ni siapa?
Perdana Menteri Malaysia?

Even, Perdana Menteri pun ada masalah dik... bawak bertendangšŸ¤£šŸ¤£

How to deal with unnecessary stress. Part 1

2 minggu lepas a kid sent text message beginning with "kalau saya ada buat salah saya minta maaf... n yada yada".

Seriously?
The choice of words tell a lot about d sender's true colours.

If u dont remember either u wronged people or not, dont bother to waste their time reading ur lengthy text.

Attention seeker detected!!

Since I do not know who d sender is n really not interested to dwell in silly things, so I told d whole class, while I welcome all d messages regarding lessons, that mushy-good-for-nothing-talk is really not my cup of tea.

"I've blocked the sender too, whoever you are", mokcik cakap sambil ketawa.

If it is d matter of life n death, d sender will see me. After a week, no one comes up, so I took it as d kids prank.
Ok...
Trying hard maybe...

Sorry.



Sunday, February 04, 2018

The day u r lucky eh...

Saya demam dah banyak hari, it made me so worry. Selalu paling teruk sehari semalam atau 2 hari, tu pun dah habis teruk.

Tapi saya ada janji yang mesti ditunaikan. Jadi on Saturday I drove to KTM Tg Malim. There were so many policemen, because d Prime Minister will come by train.

2 years ago I was like dat, waiting for Datin Seri Rosmah troop. Tiring but of course it was an enriching experience. Korang ingat saya tunggu?

I literally ran to d bus station to avoid d traffic jam haha. I had a mission.

I arrived few mins before d bus left. Phewww.. ongg worr..
Yang tak boleh blah d bus use unfamiliar route ended up saya turun kat Stesyen Hang Tuah.
RM2.80 later I was in Medan Tuanku n berlenggang kangkung ke Sogo.

I had brekkie@Mc D. Tak habis. Serius tak lalu makan. I just want to buy chocs. D kitkat lady helped me chose. I opted for Kinder Bueno instead. Still, I bought kitkat which is on discounted price. Tu sebab saya x bawa beg n i need a kitkat shopping bag.

Ada cabutan bertuah. Guess what, she was so impressed sebab saya menang hadiah2 yg best.

Bestke? Saya tanya..
Sebab dapat lebih, saya kasi dia satu n it made her day.
"Haiyaaa... sweet lorr", dia kata n minta saya datang for another lucky draw. Wahhhh...

Second lucky draw I got a 500gm Milo n 3 sachet of nescafe gold latte. Melompat bintang mokcik tau...

Nescafe gold is my favourite n milo tu mahal kottt...

I took Rapid n went to KL Sentral. Kena tukar tren kat Masjid Jamek. Normally saya jalan kaki je but with my fever saya tak berani nak berpanas.

From KL Sentral took a bus to PBD n board MRT to Mutiara Damansara. Senget bahu bawa coklat n freebies. Saja nak kasi tahu, surau di MRT Station sangat bersih n selesa.

Sebenarnya saya cuma nak beli satu benda saja. But I took lunch@Absolutely Thai.

Then I paid for my ikea shopping n terus balik. I dont think I could carry much more.

Luckily, MRT is very fast, reliable n comfy. Instead of berpatah balik ke KL Sentral like I used to do, I bought ticket for Sungai Buluh.

Alhamdulillah, d train to Tg Malim was smooth.

D only setback was, d fever came back. So I drove off to #18. I dont think I could handle it alone.

At least not dis time:(



Friday, February 02, 2018

Kau tak mengucapke? Cerita mereka

When I arrived, d event had started. I was 6 mins late. Denkkk..
Instead of using d grass path, I stepped on Guardhouse pavement.

"Nak marah pun marahlah, tapi jangan hari ini" saya cakap sambil ketawa. To be honest, kalau ada pokok pun saya langkah je sebab saya malas nak fikir. On second thought, saya rasa saya tak ingat pun second route to d office building.

d guards merely laughed n asked, "kenapa kereta".
I simply said, accident. Kalau mereka tanya macam2 mau saya menangis berguling. I met a friend on d way and another friend was really concerned, "accident????"

I thought I warned my colleague not to upload any pic. I was so cranky. Jumpy, Mad, Furious, extremely furious to be honest.

I sat on my usual place.
Zana ajak wefie
Here..
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Everything was on automaton.
It was so hard to force a smile.
I think I looked ashen, but with my deep brown colour, no one notice.
Puffy eyes. Duh.

I did not tell a soul about the accident. Nak eja nama sendiri pun saya tak berapa reti.
Saya bisik pada Ina, "boleh tak nak balik nak jumpa mak kejap, tadi akak eksiden",

"alaa setakat pad ambikk je la kat koperasi".

Mokcik pun konpius. Pad apa. May I slurred a bit.
"eksidenla... bukan period". saya jawab sambil tersengih. Nampak sangat, asal norizan balik je mesti sebab nak tukar pad. heh..
"Dont tell anyone" saya cakap. Dia mengangguk.

I went home n talked to my mom.
As expected, my mom was in great shock.

"MasyaAllah... langgar lori???" mak saya tanya..
Sebab saya dah ramalkan semua ni, jadi saya parking baikkk punya atas sofa..

"Ye mak.... tapi orang ok mak..driver lori tu pun ok" saya duduk bersandar, kalau berdiri, mau saya tumbang sekali.

Mak saya agak ok. Syukur juga masa tu kawan Acho datang, dan saya pun minta diri nak balik ke tempat kerja.

Ok tak ok pun, saya berjalan di tengah kampung sambil memakai blazer yang tebal tu. Magik... langsung x rasa panas. Saya tak rasa penat, tak rasa apa2 sebenarnya...

Bila ada rakan-rakan sekerja bertanya saya cakap dengan santai. Saya paling takut kalau orang buat muka terkejut. Sebenarnya selepas pembedahan pada tahun 2006, saya tak boleh terkejut.
It would take much time baru jantung saya bergerak normal. Nanti kepala saya pun spinning sekali.
Lepas tu muntah2, lepas tu saya sakit perut, lepas tu saya tak boleh bangun...

Panjang ceritanya...
Jadi saya sedaya mungkin buat muka jomblo hepi memang pilihan hati giteww...

Mereka bergossip di belakang admired my composure.
Hahhahaha..

One came to me n saluted me. Superwomen, mereka tulis.
Walaupun grammar salah saya tak marah pun...

Saya fikir pujian ini takkan berulang. Saya tak fikir saya akan bernasib baik pada masa akan datang:)



Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Kau tak mengucapke? Cerita saya

Today I met my sisters. Topik utama mestilah eksiden. 

To be honest saya cuma tau versi saya je. 

Saya nak overtake lori, kat depan ada motor, saya konfiden sebab kat depan tu ada motor je. Tapi saya tak lepas n hit d lorry instead. D car whirled, skidded kat bahu jalan n terus masuk semula kat jalan. Luckily, kereta kat belakang tu stopped.

I was dazed. 
D white car driver is my colleague n he asked me to move d car to d pavement. 

Mokcik was trembling n mintak tolong dia instead. I ran out to d lorry driver. He was so young n I almost hugged him n said sorry. 

Tak lama lepas tu a Felda Security Guard, Haswan came. He was one of my ex-students. We went to d lorry n d driver showed d broken lamp. Seeing familiar face relieved me. 

"Wan, ko kawtim akak nak balik", saya cakap pd Haswan, " nanti akak call, ko jangan cakap dengan Pawi", I said n ran back to d car n drove off. 

Pawi a.k.a Sapawi Hussain a.k.a Acho is my brother. 
If he had his way mau dia suruh saya naik beskal pergi kerja lepas ni. 

Besides, kalau saya ada di situ pun tak guna juga, saya memang selalu dibuli. No point. 

I was 6 mins late.
D event had started. Denkkkk...

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

A quiet friend part 2

I met an awful accident this morning. Cheated death, more of.
At least to me it is.

D good things I was surrounding by good people, I left d scene n asked one of my ex-students to kawtim.

Weird?
I have 4 brothers n 7 sisters.
I don't deal with headaches, they did, for me.

Ironically I bumped into him first.
"Kita eksiden", saya cakap. He looked at me blankly.

For someone who just hit a trailer, whirled, skidded n almost killed, I wasn't looked like ur typical damsel in distress. That is d skills I mastered after being Ketua Derjah for 3 challenging posts.

Orang lain pegang posts tu smooth sailing je, bila norizan adnan yang pegang, kemain semua orang berdrama Akasia tu yang jadi challenging tu.

Nak nangis kat bucu katil. Depan orang mesti tunjuk muka kondiPen.

"Kenapa kita x terfikir pasal nak transfer guna online banking?", saya tanya. " Boleh bagi nombor akaun?"

Orang kata saya cakap laju sangat. Kekadang tak sengaja, tapi pagi ni memang sengaja. Jantung saya berdegup kencang n my knee turned sumi-jelly jadi harus saya merebut peluang selagi ada hayat di kandung badan.

Saya tak wayang.
Memang saya fikir.... eh abaikan.

"Bagi sms boleh?" dia tanya.
Saya ok. Perbualan habis. He did not text

I bumped into him hours later. I broached d subject n he took out a small yellow piece of paper.

There was my phone number on it n acc number too. He meant to text, but did not. No prob.

I meant to infaq, but delayed, looked what Allah send me as a reminder.

"Orang ni betul kan?", saya tanya, not that I did not trust him but with all d fake people who sells Islam to raise money I hv my qualms too.

"Betul. Dia ni kawan baik saya sewaktu di U. Dia dah ada madrasah, sekarang nak extend dan beli tanah sebelah tu bagi besar  lagi"  my friend cakap. Pendek.

This is a friend yang kalau cakap saya percaya.
If u trust me enough, u r welcome to infaq too. Just leave ur contact number n I will get to u.

I don't hv to tell u what Allah had promised for those who infaq to get his blessings. I know u guys know better than me.

It is just that, life is too short.
Takut x sempat...


Nite peeps:)




A quiet friend part 1

There is a friend in my workplace kalau berselisih pun saya tak tegur.

He is nice. I m nice, tapi kot xder keperluan we did not talk. Saya fikir macam haram je cakap hal lagha.

We had a cordial relationship, to be honest. When we shud collaborate ( like once in 5 years), we talked n discussed things like  colleagues do.

There were times I need his help, I went straight to him n simply ask.
Boleh? Saya tanya.
He smiled. Rarely replied.
Considered it done.
Kekdahnya...

Pelik?
Mokcik kan parti hijau...

2 weeks ago he asked, "infaqlah.. ".
Tu cakap Arab.

Saya kata saya memang nak n I will, d next day.
In d afternoon I got a text from my superior which made me drove of to find an folk home. I was exhausted.

Not that I m complaining. It is just when I m exhausted, I could not think clearly.

I stopped at d bank to withdraw money n dushhhh...
My bankcard was 'swollen'.

Duh!

Me: kad kita kena telan
A He: Saya pun...
Me: kenapa x cakap mesin ni rosak.
A He: Saya baru pusing belakang sekejap je..

See...
Kalau saya x penat sangat n cepat2 nak balik, I might notice a man tengah berdiri jenguk2 ke dalam bank. Mind u, it was almost Maghrib so it must b urgent. There was an officer in d locked bank was talking into d phone.

I should hv notice that easily.
But I did not.

With my hectic schedulule n d nearest bank is like 25km away, there is no way I could get my bankcard pronto.

"Sorry... Kad bank kita kena telan", I told my friend d next day.
He smil