Alhamdulillah, lepas rindu balik Melaka Sabtu lepas untuk Raya Haji. Mak, abang, kakak all in one roof at Jasin.
The wind blows gently, the air is way cleaner and fresher than JB, its simple kampung food somehow tend to taste incredibly tastier than the best chicken chops in town.....
ada potensi macam Shakespear Abdullah tak?
Gempak kan aura kampung? Nature invites tranquility you know... calm and fresh... increasing the happiness scale~
One unforgetful afternoon,
mom came up with this funny situation where, when we were laying down and watching tv like a typical common kampung-er did in the afternoon.....where she asked...
"Dik, mak lupa la maksud jamak dengan qasar.... jamak tu apa? qasar tu apa?"......mak senyum......
"Jamak tu, maknanya gabung waktu solat. Ada musafir yang suka gabung, tapi tak mau qasar. Ada yang suka qasar, tapi tak mahu gabung, yang paling senang jamak dan qasar...." sambung aku macam ustazah Bahiyah manis kurma
"Qasar tuuuu...?........................................" mak sambung sambil pandang muka aku..
"Qasar tuuu.............." mak masih pandang lagi....
"Qasar tuuu....... qasar ke halus?.....
...... aku senyum......
Ok mak gave me that funny look again and burst into laughter
~hahahahhaha~
" Ok mak Qasar tu pendekkan solat yang 4 rakaat sahaja jadi 2"...... ending it up quickly sebelum berterabur memory......
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| there she goes.... my super cute baby, walking down from my sister's house.. |
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I often thought that I'm not a good daughter once, sebab masa teenager selalu bantah pendapat. Manja, tapi kurang sehaluan. Alhamdulillah, Allah panjangkan umur, sempat tempuh alam matang dan dewasa...
Makin matang, makin kita hargai dia.... sebab, thinking level tu somehow, dah reach dan, kita dah mula faham isu tanggungjawab sama macam mak kita.... same tune kata orang jawa...
Hope, you all matang jugak.... dalam hidup I mean... not tua, but mature... lately macam allergic denag perkataan tua~
peace!
Jazzak~
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