From Daddy with love

Dad asked me if I ever like Ameerul. So I said, biasa je. I lied. He asked me once again if I like Ameerul or not? Look, I don’t get this. Why on earth he was asking me that? I surely like him, I mean why I would like to be his girlfriend if I don’t like him. 

And now, I love him.

So, to answer my dad, I said yes. Who knows, my dad really wanted to know my answer because he actually had planned to get us married. And he secretly planned it with Ameerul’s parents and he wanted to make it as a big surprise to me.

No. Actually it was a no. A big no.

My dad won’t allow me to get married before I get my degree.

I said yes. I like him. A lot. More than a lot - I added it in my mind.

My dad gave a little laugh. I know this would be a start to a long lecture.

My dad started with, "Well, if you like him, you should respect him. Treat him nicely."

"I saw the way you talked to him, you're arising your voice. That's not a good way to talk to people. 

You know, if we respect people, they will respect you back."

"Practise it from now, even though you're not his wife yet you should always talk to him in a well manners. Later when you get married with him, your marriage will be blessed by Allah. Good wife will get a blessing from Allah and you marriage will be a successful one."

"When you treat him nicely, he will never underestimate you, instead he will always be good to you in return."

I listened and responded by saying, "Yes, right, okay, I will, yes". Pretended that I listened and try to give a grow-up responses.

My dad loves me, he wants me to be the best. And he wants me to be everyone's favourite.

I know and I appreciate that.

20th

HAPPY 20TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY, BOO!

Daddy's big day

You know what's the similarities of me and my dad? (except nose).

Interest. Yes.

Him, when, I don't know when was this.

Me, the second child of him, 20 years old.

Coincidence, maybe cause we've never talked about this before. And I'd actually like snakes. But I don't think he will. And tell me, who will?

And decades passes and changed my dad gradually. I mean, everything was changed mutually with his age including his interest which he now reads a lot and physically fledged with grey hair. Beard, to be exact.

Look at our noses. SAME. Copy and paste. I remember my cruel ex-schoolmates who loved to make fun of me for having the same big nose with my dad. They're even called me with my dad's name. Silly them. And I wonder if my daughter will inherit it from her grandfather and I and when she goes to school, her classmates will make fun of her too. Oh pity her.

Well, I should start looking for a guy with a sharp, pointed nose now. *glance at Ameerul.

HAHA.

And my daddy has turned 52 today! Wohooooo. Happy birthday dear daddy. I wish you for a better life in this whole whole and the hereafter. Insyaallah, Allah will make things a lot easier to us. Ameen.

And I wish to give him a present. Hmm, a horse statue maybe? Hahaha. I'll be killed.

Manhattan Onceover.

I looked at myself in the mirror and I murmured,

"Dress-Dorothy Perkins

Cardigan-Cotton On

Handbag-Fake LV from Indonesia

Shoes-Vincci

Shawl-From Mekkah

Shade-Vincci accessories."

Ameerul was actually standing behind me and he said, "What are you talking about?" He was laughing so hard.

I turned to him, held his arms, looked into his eyes and said, "My boyfriend-priceless"

And we smiled at each other.

Hahaha. 

November.

Bloody month.

I can see my money flies. Far away. Haha.

Well, November might be such a good month to them; Mama, Papa and my lil sister because its their birthday. Oh God. *checking pocket now.

It's easier actually for me to remember each one of their birthday dates since everyone shares the same month. That might be the one and only advantage. Come to think about disadvantages? Oh, well that might comes up with a long list. I don't think I could mention them. LOL.

So today's my lil sister's birthday. My one and only sister, ever. She's the one who willing to share almost everything with me; clothes, secrets and what so ever and she's the one who willing to do any favors from me. Good enough, huh? Hahaha.

I wished her via phone and she replied, "Oh yes yes, you're the last person wishing me, thanks lah!"

She was all angry, because I wished her late! Hahaha.

I went saying couple of words and hanged up the phone like immediately, cause I afraid she might be so demand asking me to buy her present. I'm such a stingy sister, am I?And a crazy elder sister who loves to bully her own lil sis. Haha. She must be sad having me as her sister, well, she must take it, what more can she does unless taking what Allah has given to her. Be grateful for who I am. Hehehe.

* I can imagine how annoying her face would be while reading this. She must hates me and regrets her whole life for being a sister of mine.

And above of all these, I love you, sister.

And, happy 16th birthday. May Allah bless you. Have a bright future ahead. I wish we can have a holiday together after this. And I can imagine well how you carry my luggage and make such nice cup of coffee for me, oh wow. I'm looking forward to it.

Blood is thicker than water bla bla bla.

Happy birthday, Mama.

My mom's getting older. Haha.

Nooo, people will call me ungrateful daughter then. I mean, my mom's birthday was on last 10th November and everybody's celebrated her.

She was just so lucky! (I'd pray to inherit that luck!)

You see, my big bro gave her a bedside lamp. That's so sweet. My bro might thought that my mum needs so much rest and that lamp might helps her sleep tight and will keep her company throughout the night then. It makes perfectly sense, does it?

Haha.

And my lil brother gave her cake and I don't know what he presented my mum. But she told me that she was so happy and she was having such great time.

I called her on her birthday and I asked her what she wanted for her birthday so like spontaneously, she said she wanted clothes. Hahaha, demand!

I told her that I actually planning to get her a handbag. But she had to wait for my next salary. And yes, as expected, some nagging came out from her mouth. Haha.

I told her that I miss her so much. She replied, "OK".

OK? OK? Didn't she missed me?

Hahaha. Well, I'll give her everything that she wants. Because she's my only woman. Who else should I give my everything to if it's not my mum?

Happy birthday, Mama. :)

I miss you..

Dear diary,

Today's the last day I met him. The last day after he goes back to Penang for semester 5. And I, being left here, expected to do the same routines after all. Working, working, working and working. (and shopping by any chance).

We had so much fun today. So much fun. We went watching movie, having lunch together, he drove me back to home and guess what, I shouldn't tell you this but he gave me some money for me to survive for the next two weeks until my salary out since, emm I am actually broke, after I went to Zara and Pull & Bear warehouse big clearance and nothing's left in my purse except my licence and IC. Huh. He was mad at me because I was overspent on those bloody clothes and at the same time, I know he loves me, he wants me to survive well, he wants me to not too refrain on everything.

I thank God. And I felt guilty, he actually didn't had that much of money. I don't know why he still gave me some of it. Yeah, I reckon this is kind of money problem before marriage. We can call it as a pre-test then. We are the young couple, aren't we? So we act normal.

I was so happy. We were spending our time together. Talking about future, how happy he was when he said that he wanted me to be his wife, we were talking about what we had done and went during his semester break. He told me how enthusiastic he was to go back to Penang to study and how he wishes us to have a bright future together. I cried. I felt so sad, I felt like I was going to lost someone. I can felt he was far.

I can see thing's going harder. When I further my study abroad, I know we are so much apart. I might be there for ages, and he promises me no matter how far I go, no matter how long he has to wait for me, no matter how less we can get touch to each other, he will never leave me.

We promised each other.

I miss you. I miss you so bad.