From my heart...

Today I feel a little bit sentimental. Maybe because Aid Mubarak is just around the corner and I miss the chaos that usually experienced at home. I still can hear my ibu (mom) urging us to wash the curtain, iron it and hang it back, my dad (abah) rushing us to clear the garden, the whole family making plans what scheme colour should be our 'raya' dress, what are the menu for the day etc, etc...

Luckily, we have friends who are close like family here. Fasting is easier, and our 'chief' organizer, Kak Akma, already looking forward in planning the open house event for Aid Mubarak. Thanks to her, we already had two break-fasting events already, one hosted by Emmy and one from me. (Proud to say, even I am a lousy cook, but my friends always willing to be the victim as food testers).
Ha.. los amigos, you guys cannot blackmail me on the failure of 'talam ubi', I upload the picture already maa...

So,ibu, abah, do not worry about whom we are celebrating our Aid Mubarak with. Even tough En. Zulkffli (this is my way of referring my husband when talking to my parents) has his class in the morning of raya, we will be fine. It is not the same, I know, celebrating the big day with you and parents in law, yet that is among the consequences I have to take when living in foreign land.

And abah, I am proud of you. Even reaching your retirement day (a year to go), you still work hard serving the state government. Just make sure you take care of your health, has balance diet and do not forget to read my blog together with ibu ya. I know I seldom make calls lately, so this is the way to let both of you know that we are ok.
Abah's (in magenta 'baju melayu')latest picture, courtesy of Berita Harian, Monday, 8th September.

The acts of mischievous parents to their daughter..hehehe