This two three days I had noticed my blackberry berbuah lagi. Tapi kurang meriah compared to last time. Yang hitam berkilat-kilat ni sangat ranum, masam-masam manis rasanya. The red ones belum cukup manis. Pokok ni mula ditanam di rumah Putrajaya dulu, tapi tanahnya berbatu-batu jadi akar pokok terlalu stress untuk dia membesar. Bila dipindahkan ke Enstek, dia agak serasi.
School holidays is coming to an end. Tinggal kurang lebih
dua minggu saja. Maybe because my girls belum masuk primary school, so bahang
cuti sekolah tidak hangat membara compared to those yang anak dah bersekolah.
Ramai colleagues masih berlumba-lumba cuti untuk bawa anak-anak makan angin.
Selamat bercuti everybody!
We do not have any holiday vacation in plan. Everything pon
ad-hoc trip. We just came back from Kota Bharu. Tuan Syed got meeting dengan
state branch. Mommy just arrived from Tawau on that day, then we got in the car
and drove to Kota Bharu. Seven to eight hours in the car, I couldn’t imagine
how tabah all the Kelantanese are! Sampai hotel after midnight terus lena sampai ke pagi.
After having nasi dagang for breakfast, we pusing-pusing
Kota Bharu. Luckily Tuan Syed left the car for us to jalan-jalan. Pasar Siti
Khadijah is a must. Naik third floor membelek-belek batik, Maryam mula cranky
because dia rasa suffocated dalam tempat sempit dan sesak tu. “Cepat lah mami.
Dahaga. Nak balik hotel.” So, tidak lah membeli apa-apa melainkan kaftan for
the girls berharga RM15.00/pc x 2 costed
me RM30.00.
Cepat-cepat turun mencari keropok lekor. Sambil membelek dan
memilih, Mardeyah started to tarik-tarik baju mami sebab nak beli bubble.
Pening mami. Nasib baik lah Abdullah was in a good mood. Sempat beli keropok
lekor satu beg je, memikirkan hanya seberat itu saja yang mampu dijinjing ke
kereta. Dalam hati ada rasa sikit ralat sebab dah sampai KB tapi tak bawa balik
batik sehelai dua.
Muka happy sebab dapat bubble sorang satu. Untunglah diorang minta mami beli benda-benda macam ni time mami tengah penat. Kalau mami tengah energetic, memang berhempas pulas mami tak comply.
Masuk kereta nangis lagi. Sebab lapar. Sebab panas terik. Sebenarnya this girl belum mandi pagi! Princess bangun paling lewat, cuma cuci muka saja and turun breakfast.
Everybody pun lapar, so we tour lagi dengan misi to makan-makan pulak. Mengikut
telunjuk Mr.Waze ke kedai Nasi Kerabu Golok. Sampai depan kedai around 2.30pm
tapi kedai tu tutup. Belum buka kot. Patah balik ke kedai Nasi Ulam Cikgu.
Perut dah lapar, apa saja will do anyway.
Dah balik hotel, dah mandi, barulah muka ada senyum! Sama macam perangai i, kalau badan melekit, semua benda serba tak kena. Jangan muntah hijau tengok usie tuan tanah ni ye.
After asar, we checked out and singgah Wakaf Che Yeh but nothing catch the eyes. Along the way tu ada banyak gerai-gerai, singgah makan dulu then balik. Sampai Enstek 6 o'clock in the morning, then rushed to the office pula. Pagi tu mata macam panda ok.
Sebenarnya, starting next month, anak-anak dara ni akan pindah ke kindy baru. Dua-dua sangat happy bila i enroll them to a new school. Bukan main semangat the double ni masa nak attend the open day.
The mami agak teruja sebab location kindy ni agak strategik. Sekitar restaurants, cafes and muslimah boutiques! Agak happening juga lah.
Terima kasih kepada Cikgu-Cikgu Gemilangku Enrichment Centre for a memorable years. Million thanks on all didikan and asuhan yang diberikan. You have been successfully imparted lot of things that they need to know. We are so thankful for your dedication, supports, love and care to our daughters.
Through the years, they make friends, strive to have more friends, they share, they care, they give, they receive. Their friends influenced them a lot! Ini saja yang sempat mami capture masa graduation day. Your bestfriends. From left; Amal Husna, Nurul Iman, you, Murfiqah, and you. Amal and Iman also going to new school, so does Fiqah. One day, when you see this photo, I'm pretty sure you will miss those days you spent together.
F.R.I.E.N.D.S.H.I.P is M.A.G.I.C
...it is caught, not taught
Thank you GEC! Till we meet again.
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