8.7.07

Affan's Wedding

After days of hari yang maha panas, it was pouring heavily today. Hujan lebat giler. Hari kenduri kahwin Affan pulak tu. Alhamdulillah, hujan rahmat.

Bapak's family and the newlyweds
The pengantins ngan the groom's parents

Keluarga Kak, Mak and the pengantins

The pengantins ngan the flower girls

Ceria di dalam hujan - Yan, Nurul and Shida.

Asma and Alia yang baru bangun tidur. Blur blur terus jadi flower girls
IIzzati pun baru bangun tidur tapi Arissa tak tidur pun. Tu nampak ceria tu.

Mat Bunga in the making - Farid.

Opah Kampar ngan sepupu Kak Zai, Kak Lat yang ikut kak datang dari Perak.

Shida, Aisyah and Bapak sebelum hujan.

Pengantin dan flower girls kitar semula. Missing from the original series are Aisyah (sebab tak de baju) and Hadim sebab absent.

Faizah, Yan, Yong and Ana.
Kak and Yan

Yan and Yong

Flower girls - Izzati, Asma, Arissa and Alia

Di atas tangga - Shida, Asma, Alia, Faizah, Ana, Aisyah, Izzati and Arissa

Mak and anak cucu

Genting of Genting.

As per entry a couple of days ago, we did a Cuti-Cuti Malaysia at Genting a week ago. Here are some of the pix:

Winter holiday

Kat Times Square Depan London Bus


Naik gondola (left)

Ready for a spin (right) Cruising on a reindeer

Latest on Bapak's life

1. Mak met up with a cardiologist last Thursday. She needs to undergo some kind of test to determine whether her heart is strong enough to undergo a surgery to remove the uterus. The test is scheduled in two weeks.

2. Today (07.07.07) Affan selamat diijab-kabul with Zila, automatically became our first nephew to tie the knot. Alhamdulillah! Tomorrow is the reception at Nyah's place in Cheras. Pix will be posted later. Too tired, just came back from Cheras. And very sleepy.

4.7.07

Updates on Mak

Mak met an oncologist this morning. At the UMMC (we still called it UH). The good Prof Dr Lim was very reassuring. He laid out the situation very clearly and shared his thoughts on why it is very enticing for them that Mak should undergo a surgery to remove her uterus. But before that Mak needs to meet a cardiologist this Thursday before any decision on any surgery could be decided. Insyaallah semuanya akan beransur baik. InsyaAllah.

2.7.07

A dreadful Bapak

It's confirm! I'm not that good of a father. Here's why...

We went up Genting Highlands last Saturday. I was there to work and the girls tagged along. Everybody were excited. First time for both Asma and Arissa. It could very well be first time for Alia too as the last time we were there was when she was like seven or eight months old.
Anyway, Genting today is a far cry from Genting about 12 , 13 years ago.

Our outing last Saturday began innocently enough. We went straight to the Snowworld and all five of us began berangan-angan living in, say, Norway (we are hardcore fans of Ikea, okay).
Then we tried various rides at the indoor theme park. It was my first time on a ferris wheel since I was in my primary. Of course, first time ever for the girls. But the slow ride on the reindeer cruise got both Yan and me stumped. Very the menggayatkan.

But the real fun awaited the girls at the outdoor theme park. Asma and Arissa tried the spinner first and were having so much fun. Both Bapak and Yan were close to tears. Gayat again watching the girls spinning at top speed. We must be getting old. No, we are old!

Then I did the unthinkable! I agreed with the girls to accompany them on a cyclone - a roller coaster. For those who knew me, I usually stay away from this kind of things. Yeah, It's boring to be me but what to do.

Anyway, I figured that this roller coaster looked kinda tame compare to the other rides there so I said why not?

As the roller coaster only has four seats to a car, Yan very gladly sat this one out. And the three girls and Bapak joined the long queue.....After waiting in line for like 30 minutes, our car drew up. We jumped into the car all eager and ready to enjoy our adventure - with Arissa seated next to me and Alia and Asma behind us. But then got a problem -- the palang which was supposed to secure us in our seats (like our seat belts) failed to reach Arissa, thanks to Bapak's big tummy. I was already menyesal. Big time. Had to tell Arissa to hold on to the palang kuat-kuat, no matter what happen.

Before I knew it, the slow ascent begun and suddenly an overwhelming feelings of guilt overcame me. I hated myself that very moment for putting my daughters in such dangerous situation. Then weeeessshhh, the first 90 degrees descent and I thought I'm going to die. That's when all the dosa-dosa lalu suddenly came flashing in my mind. And I was holding on to Arissa!Not Arissa holding on to Bapak, boleh?Oh! Malu- malu.

Meanwhile, standing by safely on ground earth, Yan was busy blaming herself for letting us on this ride. She, aside from praying for our safety, was also dilligently trying to come up with excuses should anything happen to the four of us.

After the ride, I ambled wobbly towards Yan and told everybody to look for a surau. Need to solat taubat. And I sakit kepala like hell. Never again! Ever!

That's us.. ascending! Menyesal tak habih!