IMPIAN SEMUA INSAN

Masa muda muda

2009-08-09T19:25:00.005+08:00

WHAT TEACHERS MAKE

2009-05-18T19:18:00.002+08:00

The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education.

He argued, 'What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?' He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers: 'Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach.'

To stress his point he said to another guest; 'You're a teacher, Bonnie. Be honest. What do you make?' Bonnie, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied,

'You want to know what I make? (She paused for a second, then began...) 'Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could. I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor. I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can't make them sit for 5 without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental.

You want to know what I make?' (She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table.) ''I make kids wonder.. I make them question. I make them apologize and mean it. I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions. I teach them to write and then I make them write. Keyboarding isn't everything.

I make them read, read, read. I make them show all their work in math. They use their God given brain, not the man-made calculator. I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know in English while preserving their unique cultural identity. I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe. Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life.' (Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.)

'Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, with me knowing money isn't everything, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant... You want to know what I make? I MAKE A DIFFERENCE . What do you make Mr. CEO?' His jaw dropped, he went silent.

Kulit apakah ini?

2009-03-29T21:09:00.003+08:00

Kepada yang mahir bantulah saya mengecam kulit apakah ini!. Harap harap bukan seperti yang saya sangkakan. Tetapi ada yang menyatakan ia memang kulit vavi. Huh sedihnya. Bantu saya. Kemana harus saya bawa untuk mendapatkan kepastian. Saya betul betul berharap ada yang sudi berkongsi pengetahuan. Terima kasih. Try la zoom dan beri pendapat anda

2009-02-17T23:50:00.001+08:00

CARA MENGENAL PRODUK DIHASILKAN DARI CHINA DAN TAIWAN

2008-10-12T21:55:00.001+08:00

CARA MENGENAL PRODUK DIHASILKAN DARI CHINA DAN TAIWAN

Sempena isu hangat skandal susu China dan Taiwan. Sebenarnya kita boleh semak dari mana sesuatu produk itu dihasilkan iaitu dengan melihat tiga digit pertama bar code.

Jika 3 digit pertama adalah 690 , 691 atau 692 - China made
Jika 3 digit pertama adalah 471 - Taiwan made

APPLY LA!

2008-09-23T22:03:00.004+08:00

Selalu tengok org berblog blog ni kali ni teringin pulak. Saja nak try best ke. Memang tak suka simpan diari dari zaman dedulun. Sampai ke era diari IT ni pun tak suka gak. He he.
Banyak sungguh kebesaran ILAHI yang dapat saya pelajari sepanjang bulan Ramadhan tahun ini. Pertamanya bagaimana kawan kawan zaman sekolah menengah hingga ke universiti dulu dapat berhubungan semula bukan seorang dua dah dekat 10 org . Tak berhenti ni dah berantai rantai. Syukur. Ada yang sebak bila pertama kali dihubungi. Maklum yg sekolah menengah dekat kami kenal 25 tahun dulu last jumpa 17 tahun dulu lepas result SPM . Ada yg ke US ade yang UK terputus terus sorang ke Canada. bayangkan bagaimana dunia IT facebook yang menemukan kami semula. Hebat. Macam macam soalan keluar. Itulah nikmat yang pertama. Most of them join private sectors. executive belaka. Unilever . cimb . hong leong . hpa. american express. Cam ne lak saya yg masuk jadi gov servent ni. Heh memang rezeki jadi org gaji je.Entah berapa belas K le gaji diaorg.

Ramadhan ini juga bertekad menjadi lebih baik dari tahun lepas. Setakat hari ni Alhamdullilah. Sesungguhnya satu petunjuk kebesaran Ilahi yang diperolehi tahun ini ialah dengan jelasnya bahawa jika Allah mengkehendaki rezeki kepada kita ia akan datang dalam berbagai bentuk dan bila bila masa sahaja. Siapa sangka rezeki yang saya sangka terlepas rupanya datang dalam bentuk yang berbeza. Malah bersifat lebih hebat. Syukur. Sesungguhnya
Ayat kedua terakhir surah Yaasin " jika Dia mengkehendaki jadi maka jadilah". amat benar .Saya kagum akan petunjukNya.

Jangan ada sesiapa yang mengeluh atas apa jua dugaan. Banyakkan munajat dan muhasabah diri. Mohon dan merayu padaNya. Moga moga doa kita didengari terutama di Ramadhan yang istimewa. Cubalah. DIA sedang menunggu permohonan kita. Apa lagi applylah

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Before Dinner

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Story behind the photo

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For the first time present to you my Wan. Ayah's mother who stay in Pedas Ns with my great grandmother. In the middle is ayah's family members. Arwah atok who pass away in 2001 holding my own ayah, Wan holding Cik Jubir and standing infront is Pak long (older version of Miji)

On my mum's side i will put some faces end of this year when i balik kampung ( may be).

On top of this entry is the scenes during my parents anniversary. Just makan makan at Senibong. But the interesting part was the LOBSTER . wahhhhhhh!

Gambar Kenangan Family Rembau

2008-09-13T16:06:00.000+08:00

Melaka part 4

2008-09-13T01:08:00.002+08:00

Melaka part 3

2008-09-12T23:14:00.001+08:00

I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

2008-09-12T22:36:00.003+08:00

Freedom is mine. Even it is not absolute but i am freeeeeeeeeeee. Yeeee haaaaaaa. For new readers im just finished my UPSR. Huh lega. Starting from 9th to 11th September 2008 i feel 24 hours was so long. But today 12th September 2008 for the first time ibu n ayah allow me to be infront of the PC with no objection. To add more fun ayah n ibu send three of us to CC while ayah went to buy something for berbuka.

Tak gempak ke. But the freeeeeeeedom ibu said for three days only. Kejapnye. Starting from monday i cant miss my sekolah agama since the exam for darjah enam will be soon. Even today she already asked me to hafal doa lepas solat yang panjang panjang. Mak aih. Boleh tahan gak kene hafal. But i tryyyyyyyyy.

Some photo in Melaka still not uploaded. Like the scene in the museum, riding beca and at Puteri Hotel itself. I ll try to make it soon as possible. Lupa nak story ayah old PC the acer dah meletop 24 hours after ibu s " 41 inches old philips tv' exploded. Bunyi gempak macam guna bom. Haha. What a coincident. TNB technician came and he said it was not due to extra voltage. Everything was normal. Hu tv baru nampaknya raya ni. Yek la tu.

Huh one more thing 26th August was my parents anniversary. 13th this year. We went out for dinner. What we had for dinner ? . A Huge Lobster. Best. I keep the lobster for kenang kenangan for all readers. I can share the photo je la.

One more occasion a week after. 3rd September. Ibu s birthday. This time more surprise. Ayah give a present but ibu did not realise until night. Ibu was so happy to get something special from ayah. Guess what she get ? A trendy GUESS handbag. Aisha said 'suka la tu '

Zoo time

2008-09-08T23:10:00.000+08:00

Melaka part 2 - ikan bakar Anjung batu

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Melaka 20 August till 22 August 2008

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Long time no see

2008-09-08T00:49:00.002+08:00

What a typical word to say. Ha ha I am busy with my UPSR revisions but feel like to do something to this blog after a disaster when i encouraging my ibu to change the layout many features gone . Slowly i will built it back after my exam. Just enjoy some happy moment during our visit to Melaka last school holidays. Ayah said its for me. To release tension katakan.

Perpustakaan Awam Johor cawangan Johor Bahru

2008-08-03T23:45:00.002+08:00

http://ppaj.johordt.gov.my/index.htm

Susah nya nak mengajar macam ni!!!!!!!!

2008-07-22T20:05:00.003+08:00

Aisha's event

2008-07-17T21:34:00.005+08:00

Aisha has so many events in this 2 weeks. First she will be going for taekwondo blue belt on 26th July . Later on 7th August she gonna sit for her Piano Practical Examination. She is preparing for both. From my experience i was prepared but when u are playing in front of the examiners ( orang putih from London and with British tongue alamak gigil jugak ). I hope she can do well.

One more tomorrow she will enter a story telling competition. He he she is a big brave girl.

Birthday Time

2008-07-17T21:14:00.006+08:00

Im 12 now. He he he . As usual me n Aisha will celebrate our birthday together. This time on my day. Why because it was sunday.

We went out for lunch. Ayah said "ok to Jom heboh first" but MasyaAllah ramainya orang. Stay few minutes then hujan turun. We ran back to our car. Aisha request for pizza. Tak habis habis pizza.

Entah kenapa ayah said wanted to go to Masai. Ok no problem. Ibu stop at a watch shop. Aisha immediately asked for a watch." Me too ". followed by Fahmi "me three". At last im the one who bought a big white watch while Aisha cant decide to get one but later she manage to meet her kind n also Fahmi.

What else did i get for my birhday. My parent had never been so generous. See below.....

It is a brand new K 530i Sony Ericsson 3G with 1G card. Hu la la. Thank u Thank u. Apa lagi asked to put as many games as it can. Memory of the card tinggal 400 Mb. Lenjan.

relax

2008-07-14T20:44:00.001+08:00

The legend water chalet

2008-07-14T19:53:00.004+08:00

I thought we are going back rite away. Opssss. Hey hey another place The legend water chalet in PD. Ha uploaded photos will tell everything.

Next.... my birthday 6 th July 2008 and Aisha's 8 July 2008.

Muzium Tentera Darat

2008-07-14T19:48:00.001+08:00

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Flash back 3

2008-07-14T18:16:00.003+08:00

That nite i thought shes gonna stay in all nite. Me n Ayah went for dinner. There was a show on the open stage. Aisha want to watch. Ibu carried her down with Fahmi. Huh shes not only want to watch the show but the main point is to "play video games". Ibujust layan her. Me n Fahmi dapat tumpang sekaki. Actually more then sekaki.

That nite my sister said sakit but she slept well.

The next day ibu brought her to the kids room coz she cant swim anymore. Ibu said the staff there also knew about the incident the day before. But until we left Tiara Beach resort there is no one from Tiara come and says anything. Bukan apa condolence ke at least. Bagi token ke apa ke. But nothing from the management. May be ibu and Ayah tak bising bising so they just keep quiet. At least say sorry coz the bike chain has no cover ke apa ke. Ni langsung tak de. The Tiara Beach Resort
management is very poor in empathy that is all i can say. If the incident happen to foreigners baru la agaknya kelam kabut.

We went to museum Tentera Darat . WOW best. Great. The plane. jet. communist life down under. Warriors. Wonderful. But pity ibu have to carry Aisha all the way. But as long as shes happy i think ibu will happy too.

Ive snapped a few photos. Have a look.

Siapa yang tahu apa akan berlaku 10 minit kemudian

2008-07-14T18:13:00.001+08:00

Flash back 2

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When we reached the place it is still too early. The room reserved for us still occupied. We went out and eat nasi lemak . Still got time. We went to Kor Armour Diraja museum. I did upload the photos below. The one shows me n my siblings in tank. The other museum which is larger was closed. "Never mind we ll come back tomorrow" Ayah promised.

We managed to get our reserved room around 12.30. Facing the pool. Rasa nak lompat je dari bilik. After jamak takdim i saw my sister ready in her swimming attire. Fahmi lak tak leh di tahan lagi. Pool we are coming. Bedebussssssssss.

Sangat lah happynye. Until ibu said found 2 ketul najis in the largest pool. She ran to the life guard to do something with the feces. Kurang ajaran . Sapa punya taik. After we are very sure that thing is out of the pool ok cebum cebum continue.

"A magic show starts soon". Aisha said. Ya the staff were preparing in front of the beach cafe. Ok still got time for a ride. "Ayah please" Aisha begging. "Ok " 2 bikes. "sharing base". "I I sir." In split second we reached the bikes station. I need to carry Fahmi on duo rider while Aisha riding alone in a single rider smaller bike.

Suddenly Aisha wanted to join me and Fahmi used the small bike. This was where the terrible thing happened.

I tried to push the paddle suddenly i heard Aisha screaming. I shouted for help. Ayah and Ibu cant hear me. They only realised something is very wrong when they saw me carrying Aisha with all my strength towards them.

Ibu cant say a word. If only i can snapped the photo of her toe. Ya Allah her nail broke into two. Blood was all over. Ayah carried Aisha to the guard room to get some help. Ibu immediately ran to the car. When ibu reached the guard room they already put iodine and wrapped with gauze.

We took her to Pasir Panjang Policlinic. One of the guard came with us to show the place. But The MA advised Ayah to go to PD hospital cause the the injury was bad. They need to x ray to check whether her tarsal dameged or not.

This time ibu cant stop her tears from falling. Just doa nothing extreamly bad happened.

After the x ray in PD hospital we were so relief coz the tarsal not affected.

Here comes the sad moment. The nail need to be taken out. HUa . My sister screamed and screamed and screamed. Ibu with her all the time. Teached her to istighfar and asked help from Allah. Every body outside of the emergency room was so shocked to hear her screaming inside the room. After 45 minutes of sad moment. My sister came out on a wheel chair. Not crying anymore. The MA said 12-14 stitches. Mana la tak melalak.

We went back to Tiara. Ibu carried her up to the room. She seems very tired. Pity my lil sis.

The planned for having dinner at the resort cafe cancelled. Ayah went out to buy dinner for ibu, Aisha n Fahmi. Only Ayah n me went for the free dinner at the cafe. Ok. Continue in the next entry.

Flash back

2008-07-14T16:31:00.003+08:00

Last school holidays my parent try to scam me, my lit sis and bro. They said we are not going anywhere this time. Normally we have our vacation at this time of the year. I thought its true because ibu few times mention there is no "huha huha " this year until UPSR. I saw her searching for places like hotel and resorts but she said for her school activities. Huh pecaya lah pulak.

Suddenly ayah said we are going to visit wan. Ok that is happy enough. We went back on Monday i think 2nd of June 2008. If im not mistaken. The next day around 6.30 ayah asked me to wake up for Suboh and after that pack out belongings. Heh ? apa hal. Ibu with her serious face said ayah need to work. His cuti has no one to cover. What on earth is happening. Baru nak kejar ayam.

Me and my siblings put our most beautiful kind of look when we left wans house. Ayah dont want to use highway. Guna jalan lama jimat. Huh ? Why tiba tiba jimat.

This is not the way back to JB . But the funny thing is on the way there is a place call Kempas and few other names similar to places in JB.

The secret only revealed when we reached Tiara Beach Resort. Hulala. Can't wait to get into the water. No wonder wan said " Tak baik tipu anak". They got me this time.

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Moment of happiness

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Check out my Slide Show!

2008-07-10T00:17:00.001+08:00

2008-07-09T22:50:00.008+08:00

Salam. For those who've been waiting for this blog being updated, well i just can say sorry. But people say sorry no cure. So i spend few minutes to put something new in here. Actually a lot of things happen. I havent updated this blog since last school holidays. So tonight i think i can upload few photos and may be 1 or 2 video clips. The full story board later kay.

This is my Ayah creativity - a mute clip. Ha ha Ha. He did'nt realised the camera is in mute mode. So this is the output. See how happy my little sweet sister.

Another bisu clip from Ayah. Just enjoy the scene.

Ok on 19 June 2008 i went for A pidato competition Piala Timbalan Perdana Menteri peringkat ....actually i'm not sure peringkat apa. I didnt grabed any prize. It's a great experience anyway.

to watch this u have to ROTATE your own head. Another Ayah's creation.

RENUNGAN KITA BERSAMA

2008-05-17T10:48:00.004+08:00

Cerita dipetik dari email yg diterima...........RENUNGAN KITA BERSAMA

Sebuah kisah untuk renungan kita bersama. Kereta dihentikan betul-betul di hadapan rumah. Pintu pagar automatiknya terbuka. Perlahan kereta di halakan ke dalam garaj. "Horey! Papa balik!"Kelihatan anak-anaknya berlari mengiringi keretanya. "Tepi! Bahaya tau tak?" Jeritnya. Anak-anak termanggu. Cahaya kegembiraan di wajah mereka pudar. "Aimin bawa adik ke belakang." Arahnya pada anak yang sulong. Pulangnya petang itu disambut dingin oleh anak-anak. Isterinya turut terdiam bila mendengar anak-anak mengadu tentang papa mereka. "Papa penat. Aimin bawa adik mandi dulu. Mama siapkan minum petang.Lepas minum papa mesti nak main bola dengan kita," pujuk Laila. Dia yang mendengar di ruang tamu hanya mendengus. Seketika kemudian terdengar hilai tawa anak-anaknya di bilik mandi. Dia bangun. "Hah! Main air. Bil bulan ini papa kena bayar dekat seratus. Cepat!Tutup paip tu! Buka shower!" Sergahnya. Suara yang bergema mematikan tawa anak-anaknya. "Asal saya balik rumah mesti bersepak. Kain baju berselerak. Apa awak makan tidur aje ke duduk rumah?" sambungnya kembali bila isterinya terpacul di belakang pintu. "Anak-anak pa. Diorang yang main tu. Takpe nanti mama kemas. Papa minumnye. Mama dah siapkan kat taman." Balas isterinya lembut. "Fail saya kat depan tu mana?" "Mama letak dalam bilik. Takut budak-budak alihkan." "Boleh tak awak jangan usik barang-barang saya?
Susah tau tak? Fail tu patutnya saya bawa meeting tengahari tadi." Rungutnya sekalipun di hati kecil mengakui kebenaran kata-kata isterinya itu. Suasana sepi kembali. Dia menarik nafas berat. Terasa begitu jauh berbeza. Dia tercari-cari riuh suara anak-anak dan wajah isterinya. "Laila &" Keluhnya Akhirnya dia terlena di sofa.

"Saya nak ke out station minggu depan." "Lama?" Soal Laila. "Dalam seminggu." "Cuti sekolah pun lama. Mama ikut boleh?" "Budak-budak? " "Ikut jugalah." "Dah! Takde! Takde!
Susah nanti. Macam-macam diorang buat kat
sana .Tengok masa kat Legacy dulu tu" "Masa tu Amirul kecik lagi." Balas Laila. Wajahnya sayu. Dia masih berusaha memujuk biarpun dia tahu suaminya tak mungkin berganjak dari keputusan yang dibuat. Tak mungkin peristiwa Amirul terpecahkan pinggan di hotel dulu berulang. Anak itu masih kecil benar sewaktu ia berlaku.Lagipun apa sangatlah harganya pinggan itu malahan pihak hotel pun takminta ganti rugi. "
Bolehlah Pa ! Lama sangat kita tak ke mana-mana." "Nak jalan sangat Sabtu ni saya hantar awak balik kampung," Muktamad! Demikianlah seperti kata-katanya. Anak-anak dan isterinya dihantar kekampung. Laila tak merungut apa-apa meskipun dia tahu isterinya berkecil hati. Anak-anak terlompat riang sebaik kereta berhenti di pengkarangan rumah nenek mereka. Tak sampai setengah jam dia telah bergegas semula untuk pulang. Bapa mertuanya membekalkan sebuah kitab lama. "Cuba-cubalah baca. Kitab tu pun abah ambil dari masjid. Dari mereka bakar abah ambik bagi kamu!" "Manalah saya ada masa.." "Takpe..pegang dulu. Kalau tak suka pulangkan balik!" Dia tersentak dari khayalannya. "Kalau tak suka pulangkan balik!" Kata-kata itu bergema di fikirannya. Dia rasa tersindir. Tahukah bapa mertuanya masalah yang melanda rumahtangganya itu? Bukan..bukan tak suka malah dia tetap sayang sekalipun Laila bukan pilihannya. Dunia akhirat Laila adalah isterinya. Cuma.. "Mizi, makan!" Panggil ibunyayang datang menemaninya sejak seminggu lalu.. "Jangan ikutkan hati. Yang sudah tu sudahlah." "Papa! Makan!" Jerit Aiman ,anak keduanya sambil tersengih-sengih mendapatkan dirinya. "Tak boleh panggil papa elok-elok.Ingat papa ni pekak ke?" Aiman menggaru kepalanya yang tak gatal. Pelik! Kenapa papanya tiba-tiba saja marah. Dia berpatah semula ke dapur. "Awak masak apa?" "Mama masak sup tulang dengan sambal udang!" jawab Amirul memotong sebelum sempat mamanya membuka mulut. "Takde benda lain ke awak boleh masak? Dah saya tak nak makan. Hilang selera!" "Papa nak ke mana?" Soal isterinya perlahan. "Keluar!" "Mama dah masak Pa!" "Awak saja makan!" "Takpe Aiman boleh habiskan. Cepatlah ma!" Laila tahu Aiman hanya memujuk. Anak keduanya itu sudah pandai mengambil hatinya. Aimin tersandar di kerusi makan. Sekadar memerhati langkah papanya keluar dari ruang makan. "Kenapa sekarang ni papa selalu marah-marah ma?" Soal Aimin sambil menarik pinggannya yang telah berisi nasi. "Papa banyak kerja agaknya. Dah! Makan." "Abang tak suka tengok papa marah-marah. ." "Adik pun sama. Bila papa marah muka dia macam gorilla kan ?" Kata-kata Aiman disambut tawa oleh abang-abangnya yang lain. Laila menjeling. Di hati kecilnya turut terguris besar sangatkah dosanya hingga menjamah nasi pun tidak. Kalau ada pun salahnya, apa?

Syamizi menjengah ke ruang dapur. Kosong. "Laila.." serunya "Sudahlah tu Mizi! Jangan diingat-ingat. Kerja Tuhan ni tak dapat kita tolak-tolak. Bawak-bawaklah beristighfar. Kalau terus macam ni sakit kau nanti." Kata ibunya yang muncul tiba-tiba. "Sunyi pulak rumah ni mak," "Lama-lama kau biasalah." Airmatanya menitis laju. "Kalau tak suka pulangkan!" Dia rasa terhukum.Hampir segenap saat kata-kata itu bergema di sekitarnya. Dia rasa terluka. Kehilangan yang amat sangat. "Papa beli apa untuk Aiman?" Soal Aiman sebaik dia pulang dari outstationnya. "Beli apa pulak? Barang permainan kan bersepah dalam bilik belakang tu." "Tak ada lah?" "Ingat papa ni cop duit?" Aiman termanggu. Dia berlalu mencari mamanya di dapur. Seketika kemudian rumah kembali riuh dengan telatah anak-anak lelakinya yang bertiga itu mengiringi mama mereka yang sedang menatang dulang berisi hidangan minum petang. Wajah Laila direnungnya.

Ada kelainan pada raut itu. Riaknya tenang tapi ada sesuatu yang sukar ditafsirkannya. "Awak tak sihat ke?" Laila tersenyum. Tangannya pantas menuang air ke cawan. "Papa, tak lama lagi abang dapat adik lagi." Aimin mencelah di antara perbualan kedua ibu bapanya. Shamizi tersenyum. Jemari isterinya digenggam erat. Tiba-tiba cawan berisi kopi yang masih panas terjatuh dan pecah di lantai. Aiman tercegat. "Tengok ! Ada saja yang kamu buat. Cuba duduk baik-baik. Kalau air tu tak tumpah tak sah!" Tempiknya membuatkan anak itu tertunduk ketakutan. Baju mamanya dipegang kejap. Lengan Aiman dipegangnya kuat hingga anak kecil itu mula menangis.Pantas saja akhbar di tangannya hinggap ke kepala anaknya itu. Laila cuba menghalang tapi dia pantas dulu menolak isterinya ke tepi. Aiman dipukul lagi. Amirul menangis. Aimin mendapatkan mamanya. "Perangai macam beruk! Tak pernah buat orang senang!" Laila bangun dari jatuhnya dan menarik lembut Aiman kedalam pelukkannya. Airmata mereka bersatu. Pilu sungguh hatinya melihat kekasaran suaminya terhadap anak-anak. "Cukuplah pa. Papa dah hukum pun dia tapi janganlah sebut yangbukan-bukan. " Ujar Laila perlahan "Macamana awak didik budak-budak sampai macam ni teruk perangainya?Tengok anak orang lain ada macam ni? Anak kak Long tu tak pulak macamni. Panjat
sana , kecah barang. Gila apa?" Omelnya kembali. Shamizi meraut wajah. Bukan kepalang salahnya pada Aiman. Padanya anakitu tak pernah dapat memuaskan hatinya.
Ada saja salah Aiman di matanya.Ada saja yang kurang di hatinya terhadap anak-anak dan isteri. Tak cukup dengan perbuatan malah dia begitu mudah melemparkan kata-kata yang bukan-bukan terhadap mereka. "Tak boleh ke kamu semua senyap? Dalam sehari ni boleh tak diam? Rimas betul duduk dalam rumah ni." Laila menyuruh anak-anaknya bermain dihalaman belakang rumah. Memberi sedikit ruang buat suaminya menonton dengan tenang. Malangnya tak lama kemudian kedengaran bunyi tingkap kaca pecah. "Celaka betul!" Sumpahnya sambil menghempaskan akhbar ke meja."Abang!" "Baik awak tengok anak-anak awak tu sebelum saya hambat dengan rotan!Perangai satu-satu macam tak siuman!" Getusnya kasar. Akhirnya tingkap yang pecah kembali diganti.

Cerita sumpah seranahnya petang itu hilang begitu saja. Laila berubah. Sikapnya yang pendiammenjadi semakin pendiam. Anak-anak juga sedikit menjauh. Tak ada lagicerita Amirul di tadika. Tak ada lagi kisah Aimin yang cemerlang didalam sukan sekolahnya. Aiman juga tak lagi mahu memanggilnya makan. Shamizi terasa puas hati. Barangkali itu saja caranya untuk memberi sedikit pengajaran pada anak-anak. "Pak Ngah, Eddie nak balik!" Shamizi terpana. Dia mengangguk. "Kak Long balik dulu Mizi. Sudahlah! Kamu muda lagi. Cari pengganti."Alangkah mudahnya. Kalaulah dia boleh bertemu lagi yang serupa seperti Laila.Laila tak ada yang kurang Cuma dia yang tak pernah puas hati. Laila takpernah merungut. Laila tak pernah membantah. Sepanjang usia perkahwinanmereka Laila tak pernah meminta lebih dari apa yang dia beri. Laila cuma dapat gred B walaupun dia teramat layak untuk mendapat gred yang lebih baik dari A. "Laila" "Papa nak ke mana hensem-hensem gini?"Dia tersenyum sambil menjeling ke cermin meninjau bayang isterinya yang kian sarat. "Wangi-wangi lagi. Dating ye?" "Saya ada makan malam di rumah bos besar. Dia buat makan-makan untuk staff." Ujarnya masih leka membetulkan kolar kemeja batiknya. "Ikut boleh?" "Dia tak ajak family. Staff only!" Terangnya sedangkan difikirannyaterfikir lain. Kali ni dia akan pergi ke jamuan tu dengan Helmi. Helmi akan turut menumpangkan Maria dan Harlina. Staff yang masih muda dan bujang. "Dalam setahun papa selalu ke jamuan office tapi tak pernah pun bawak kami." "Leceh kalau ada budak-budak. Bukan tau duduk diam Lari sana sini,panjat itu ini. " "Papa bosanlah.." "Nantilah besar sikit." Dalihnya. "Kalau tunggu besar takut takde peluang. Nanti diorang tu dah tak nak ikut pergi mana pun." "Lagi senang. Saya kalau lasak-lasak ni buat hati panas je," Laila terdiam. "Namanya budak-budak. Anak-anak papa tu lelaki." "Saya pergi kejap je. Lepas tu terus balik." "Mama tanya sikit boleh?"Dia mengangguk "Bos tak pelawa atau papa malu nak bawa mama dan anak-anak?" Mereka dia tinggalkan di rumah. Di jamuan tu ramai staff yang membawa keluarga mereka bersama. Pada Shamizi dia mahukan keselesaan sedangkan hakikatnya anak-anak staff yang lain lebih lasak dan nakal. Semeja hidangan untuk anak-anak staff berderai bila ada yang bermain tarik-tarik alas kainnya. "Never mind. Budak-budak memang macam tu. Kalau tak lasak tak cerdik,"ujar Mr. Kwai, tuan rumah. Shamizi sedikit mengakui kebenaran kata-kata itu. Anak-anaknya pun nakal tapi amat membanggakan dalam pelajaran.. Namun dia rasa serba tak kena bila bersama mereka. Bimbang ada yang menyata yang bukan-bukan tentang anak-anaknya yang lasak apatah lagi tentang isterinya Laila. Bimbang dimalukan dengan perangai anak-anaknya. Bimbang jika dikatakan Laila tidak sepadan dengan dirinya.Dia lulusan luar negara sedang Laila cuma perempuan kampung. Tak pandai bergaya seperti staff wanita yang lain.Betullah jangkaan Laila, dia malu untuk memperkenalkan isteri dan anak-anaknya pada rakan-rakan.

"Kalau tak suka pulangkan!" Kata-kata itu semakin keras di fikirannya.Pagi itu anak-anak sekali lagi dimaki sebelum ke sekolah. Semata-mata bila Aimin dan Aiman bergelut berebutkan tempat duduk di meja makan menyebabkan air cuci tangan tumpah ke meja. Berangnya tiba-tiba menguasai diri. Kepala kedua-duanya di lagakan sedangkan perebutan itu tidak pula disusuli dengan perkelahian. "Kamu semua ni..kalau macam ni daripada ada elok tak ada. Menyusahkan! " Laila merenungnya dalam..Matanya berkaca dan anak-anak ke sekolah tanpa menyalaminya seperti selalu. Laila juga tidak berkata apa-apa sebelum menghidupkan enjin untuk menghantar anak-anak ke sekolah. Shamizi dapat melihat Laila mengesat airmatanya. Dia terus menghadapi sarapannya. Sejenak dia terpandang hidangan untuk anak-anak yang tak bersentuh. Susu masih penuh di cawan. Roti telur yang menjadi kesukaan anak-anak juga tidak dijamah.Bekal di dalam bekas tidak diambil. Pelik! Selama ini Laila tak pernah lupa.."Kalau tak suka pulangkan," Kali ini dia benar-benar menangis. Laila dan anak-anak terus tak pulang selepas pagi itu. Hari-harinya tak lagi diganggu dengan gelagat anak-anak. Rumah terus sunyi dan sepi. Tetap dia tak dapat tidur dengan lena. Di halaman belakang hanya ada kenangan. Kelibat anak-anaknya bergumpal dan berlari mengejar bola tak lagi kelihatan.. Riuh anak-anak bila mandi di bilik air juga tidak lagi kedengaran. Dia mula dihambat rindu. Hanya ada kesunyian di mana-mana. Hanya tinggal bola yang terselit di rumpun bunga. Selaut rindu mula menghambat pantai hatinya. Laila. Benarlah, kita hanya tahu harganya bila kita kehilangannya. Laila terus tak pulang sekalipun dia berjanji untuk berubah. Laila pergi membawa anak-anaknya pagi itu bila kereta mereka dirempuh sebuah kereta lain yang dipandu laju. Laila pergi tanpa meninggalkan satu pun untuknya. Laila pergi membawa Aimin, Aiman, Amirul dan zuriat yang bakal dilahirkan dua bulan lagi.. Dia menangis semahu-mahunya bila menatap wajah lesi anak-anak dan isterinya. Dia meraung memeluk tubuh Laila yang berlumuran darah.Hakikatnya Laila adalah kitab lama itu, lapuk bagaimana pun dipandangan harganya tak terbanding, dan kerana keengganannya Laila dipulangkan.

Selamanya................................

Amacam nangis tak......... renungkan walau siapa pun anda sebagai suami, isteri mahupun anak lakukan tanggung jawab sebelum terlambat. KALAU TAK NAK PULANGKAN!

Pulau Tioman Dalam Ingatan

2008-05-05T21:50:00.004+08:00

Family Rembau

2008-05-05T17:25:00.005+08:00

Ok this time I like to introduce my extended family members. My Onyang ( great grandmother ) Hajah Minah binti Ali. My cool uncle Cik Jubir . Me n my cousin bro Abang Ayoi with his macho look. My cousin sisters Arin n Nurish. And just above is my other cousin bro Achun with his 5A's look. Congratulation bro.

All photos taken in and in front of Wan's house in Taman Desa Permai, Pedas.

I'll be looking 4 Pak Long n Mak Long , Miji And also Wan (grand mother ) Hajah Rahmah binti Isnin photos.

Video rocker

2008-05-01T16:35:00.004+08:00

While searching for ayah n ibu's photo found this video . Mimi when comes to mengarut give to him. But he will never act the same if strangers around. Kat rumah siap. Mengarut all the time. Remind me with his gangster clip but still in ibu's phone. Got time i will upload.

AYAHANDA N BONDA

2008-05-01T15:06:00.006+08:00

Hai, i'm back but with frustrating info. Yesterday, i went for the choral speaking competition held in SJKC Pandan. Sad moment. 8th place . What to do. Kak Kiah make the biggest mistake by standing up out of time. But not to blame her. With the extra clap from the opponents team ( guess la ) anyone can make a mistake. What to do. that is our destiny after all the effort by my friends and not to forget teachers.

Ibu already make a registration for me for Didik UPSR by Berita Harian. It's going to be on 10 n 11 Mei 2008 at Jotic, JB.

Yes i still remember my promise to share some info bout my parents. I must have the disclaimer, so that ibu n ayah would not be able to saman me after this.

Wait ah. Cari their photo jap.

Ha ni dia. Their wedding photo. Back in 1995. The photo taken at rumah opah Som di Chemor. There's a lot more photo coming up.

First posting

2008-04-20T22:07:00.000+08:00

There will always be " the first time"

Assalamualaikum to all,

Actually life is so busy but our mom still have some time to setup this blog. Nothing much happen today. Just a rutin like ironing and settle all the homeworks.

Me, Faris busy doing the pidato things for the next competition Piala Timbalan Perdana Menteri this coming May. Put aside the choral speaking. Madam Sathia don't read this please.

Kakak, playing games all day long after completing all the good task. Of course main masak masak is one of them.

Fahmi, sibuk bulying Miji when Pak Long n Mak long came just now. Extra gratia for Mak Long for her wonderful rendang n ketupat pulut instant.

Ayah went out to grab nasi lemak 4 breakfast at Felda Ulu Tebrau. He infact bring back udang and some vege for ibu. Ibu prepare spaghetti for lunch ( + dinner ) le. Hu la la.

Ok i would like to introduce to all of u my family. Medium size in number but big size in appearrence. he he he........

My sister , kakak or her given name Sabrina Nur Aisha binti Azahari . Tahun 3 SK Senai Utama. Her motto i think is "win is compulsory". The hujan will come down if she not win even in drawing competition. In her hujan tu she"ll be going 4 her green 2 grade for taekwando. Sir asked her to go for Bakat Johor tournament this coming school holidays. Ha pucat...pucat. She's a bag collector too. She had all types of bag. Several sizes n shape but monotone in colour . Heh what else pink lo.

Lil bro, the colorful boy, just 5 +. Given name Fahmi Imran bin Azahari . Schooling at Tadika Ad deen Taman Impian Emas. With favourite tag line in the morning " 5 ibu". See his style. Berangan to join taekwando. Fighting with Aisha just now just because of colour pencils.

Ha seems everybody so excited to see me. In birth cert Faris Idlan Bin Azahari stated clearly. No IC yet. Soon, July. UPSR is just around the corner so tonnes of homework n kelas tambahan but RYL is my second priority at the moment. Ibu dont worry ha. Biggest achivement this year is winning the Choral Speaking for Daerah Kulai. Johan tu. Will represent Kulai to state level on the 30th April 2008, in Pasir Gudang. Ibu already told madam Wong to get excuse for the piano lesson until end of September. Fuh Lega. Taekwando still on. Need to prepare for pome ( junior blank cause under 15 years) this September.

OK wait for next posting bout ibu n ayah ya. tungguuuuuuuuuuuu........