Thursday, November 27, 2008

This is Unbelievable!

This news was on the front page of Utusan Malaysia this morning: Rahsia Wook bersuami muda.

This lady (the one in the blue selendang) is 106 years old. That's her husband, aged 37, and they've been married for 3 years. He is her husband no. 22.

Wook Kundur dan suami, Mohd Nor Musa

I couldn't believe what I read. And how did she do it?? A 106-year old woman married a 37 year old bachelor. Three years ago, he must be only 34. Oh my!

She said, her secrets are 1) always think positive, 2) be happy and 3) mengurut tubuhnya sendiri. And she also said, these 3 things make me stay young and able to "melayani suaminya dengan baik."

I quote the para from the news article: "Layan suami ada banyak maknanya. Pertama, layan makan minum dan pakaian. Yang itu, saya buat seperti wanita lain yang bersuami. Saya memasak, membasuh dan buat kerja rumah yang lain. Kedua, layan tempat tidurnya. Yang itu tak payah cakap dalam-dalam. Faham-faham sendirilah apa maknanya. Biar saya cakap, yang itupun saya tak abaikan. Berdosa abaikan suami dari segi itu..."

What she said about melayan suami got me thinking. I'm 40 years old and I complain about being tired all the time. She's 106, for heaven sake, and she's still capable??!! Oh my, she's definitely my idol! If at that age she's still capable of satisfying her husband (who is 69 years younger than her!!), I'm sure I can do better than that! Respect, babe!!

This piece of news became a hot topic of conversation over lunch just now. We were guessing, I'm sure nenek ni ada pakai something2 or guna something2. Otherwise, why would a young man like that agree to marry her? What is so special about her?

And to think of what happen in bed? Ewww... it's like making love to your grandmother lah!! Hee.. hee...

But I don't think they all "do it" lah.... there must be other ways to satisfy a husband, right? What's your take on this?

A male colleague was saying, "Kalau my wife tak nak xxx malam ni, I'll tell her, tengok nenek ni! She's 106 years old and she's still at it!" Eh, tercabar jugak rasanya kalau MrNordin kata macam tu kat I!

To read the full article, click this .

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Does it really matter?

I’ve been slow in updating my blog. A lot of things to write, but no time to do it. The PC at my office is down since Monday ~ virus attack. So, I was bored to death coz I couldn’t do any work. Hopefully, it’ll be up and running again tomorrow.

The little boy has gone to sleep. Surprise! Surprise! He knocked out since 7.30pm just now. So the house is quiet. My maid is cooking dinner. MrNordin will only be back tomorrow. He’s supposed to come back today, but work forced him to stay on another day in JB. Sigh…

Over lunch just now, a girl in my office treated us nasi ayam. She just got her confirmation after 6 months with us. A very sweet girl, and young too. She just got engaged, to be wed in January. And yesterday was her birthday (we didn’t know that). So I asked her, what did your fiancĂ© give you?

With that question, she started to let off steam because he ‘forgot’ her birthday. Ada ke? They’ve been going out for 8 years and engaged for 3 months, and yet he’s already ‘forgotten’ her birthday? Hee.. hee… I just smiled when I heard her going on and on about him. “And that was after giving him ample warning, you know?!” she exclaimed.

Men… some of them are simply hopeless at remembering important dates like that. Well, even Dr Mahathir admitted he doesn’t remember his wife’s birthday, what more can I say about that, right?

I don’t know… is it really a big deal if that someone important in your life forgets your birthday or couldn’t care less about it? Women don't do that. We remember birthdays. Husband, anak2, parents, parents in law, abang, adik, tok, nenek... semua orang punya birthday kita ingat! I'm not saying all, but mostly. Most women remember their husband's birthday, so I guess, we expect the same in return.

In a way, I think I’m quite lucky in a sense the men in my life do make a fuss about my birthday. Even before MrNordin ~ he holds the record, of course ~ they all remembered the date. That was not my criteria when choosing a boyfriend, but they all turned out to be like that, so I’m glad. (Heh.. heh… I mentioned “they all”, so there were a few… )

But I think, among all those birthday dates and gifts which I’ve received throughout these years, the one that takes the cake was my first birthday with MrNordin. This, in terms of the element of surprise that came along with it. My 40th birthday party was another one but that was pre-planned, so that’s a different story.

That first birthday turned up just a few months after we got to know each other. I was 33 (aiyoo... so young!!). The day before, he had told me he was taking me out for dinner on my birthday but he didn't tell me where. So I pun bersiap bagi nak rak lah malam tu! I remember I wore this little lime green dress with a white shawl over my shoulder. Macam real! He picked me up from my place at about 8pm and we headed straight to the restaurant.

If you've read my "asam pedas" story, you'd know where we went that night. Upon reaching that place, we were ushered to our seats by this very nice gentleman who took care of our dining needs that night. The place was not crowded, very quiet. Soft music was playing in the background.

So we ordered our food and talked. There he was sitting right across me, the man whom I've grown to become so fond of lately, and I couldn't help feeling over the moon. The food was great, the wine was divine (used to drink before but have stopped), the company was fantastic. What more could I ask for on my birthday, right?

After dinner, coffee was served. By this time, I saw he was looking a bit restless. The look on his face showed that he was trying to tell me something but I didn't know what it was. Then, I saw him pulling out something from his pocket ~ a little red box. "Just a little something for you on your birthday...", he said.

Oh wow... I couldn't believe my eyes! As I opened the box, suddenly this 3-piece musician came out of nowhere and started serenading that birthday song to me ~ Happy birthday to you.... Happy birthday to you..... It was awesome! They really took me by surprise! One was playing the violin, one a guitar and another one? I can't remember now what instrument he was playing.

And MrNordin was just watching me with a big smile on his face...

Aahh... it was so romantic! One of the most romantic moments I've ever had! There in the box was a pair of earrings, so beautiful I almost shed in tears. I quickly changed the earrings that I was wearing that night to the ones he gave me. I was on cloud nine!

Over the years, there were many more surprises that he cooked up for me on my birthday but that was simply the best. I guess that was the first ~ that’s why it was the best. The same thing with that first kiss, first love, first smile...

I’m sure many of you have had some magic moments on your birthdays. I know someone who booked the whole restaurant at La Fite, Shangri La, to surprise his wife on her birthday with a dinner for two ~ just the two of them. Wow… that must be unforgettable!

I think, each one of us would appreciate being remembered on our birthday. It doesn't have to be lavish, just a simple wish and a card will do. What is so difficult about that? But sometimes men tend to take these things for granted. Just because they are not used to celebrating birthdays or anniversaries, they expect their other half to feel the same way. No! It's not the gifts or celebration that's important, it's the thought that matters.

That's why whenever I hear a man says, "Ahh... I never send flowers to my wife on her birthday.." (ok, flowers is another issue, but let's just assume we're talking about flowers here), I'll cringe with anger. But when I hear a male collegue at work says, "I'm going off early today. It's my wife's birthday", I'll smile coz I know he's a good guy and he sure knows how to please a woman.

Enough said.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Little Nizzar?

Of late, a number of people have been asking me, "When's the next one?" By that, they meant when am I going to have a second baby.

This is the question that has been bugging me ever since I lepas pantang with Nizzar. Should I, should I not?

It’s a tough question. I really don’t know the answer. Most people say, just go for it. But deep down inside, I fear I may not be able to cope with another baby.

And why is that? Because I’m too old to have another baby? Because I tak larat nak jaga? Because I miss quality time with my husband? Because now Nizzar is somewhat older, I don’t have to worry about leaving him behind, but with another baby, it’ll be back to square one? Sleepless nights, breast feeding, baby diaper bag, hospital visits. Aarrgh…the list is endless!

Why don’t I have the maternal instinct? Is it because I’m selfish?

Ok, logically, I should have another one. A girl would be nice tho’ I really don’t mind if it’s another boy. Nizzar is my only biological child right now. He’s the youngest and very soon, all his sisters and brothers would leave the house leaving just him at home. He’ll be bored. But if I have another one, then they can grow up together. Ok, that’s the plus point. But the downside is, with two smaller ones at home, susahlah sikit nak kemana2. Tak langgas, kata orang Perak.

Also, when I'm older, if I have two, I could rely on them to look after me. We'll never know what's gonna happen in the future. My stepchildren may not want to care for me since I'm not their real mother. If that's the case, where am I going to turn to when MrNordin is no longer around? Old folks' home?? (oh no!) At least kalau ada anak sendiri ramai sikit, adalah tempat mengadu, kata orang.

But these are all guessing games. We'll never know for sure. Maybe my own children will not give a hoot about me when I'm older, instead my stepchildren would be the ones who I would look after me. Mana tahu?

To tell you the truth, even before I had Nizzar, I was hesitant about having a child. We got married in Jan 2004. After 1 ½ years baru I decided to have one. Itu pun after so many people pushed me with the question bila lagi? bila lagi? Boring lah nak jawab soalan tu. It was by choice, ok? I didn’t have any problem conceiving.

MrNordin was cool about it. He already had 3 children, so another baby was not in his list of priorities. Until one day, I think some friends bugged him with that question. Usually, he was ok with just saying “Nanti lah dulu…’, but I think, that day, something snapped and he had a change of mind about the whole thing.

I still remember, he pulled me into the bathroom and locked the door when I was getting ready to go out. I was surprised. He asked me, “Do you want to have a baby or not?’ (selalu dia tak kisah pun… ). I said, “Err…. I don’t know….”. He asked again, “What do you mean you don’t know? Ramai orang dah tanya, tau? (I think dia terasa kelelakiannya telah tergugat bila ramai sangat orang bertanya soalan tu!) What’s your problem?”

So I told him. I was afraid of getting fat during pregnancy and he wouldn’t love me anymore. Hee… heee…. He convinced me he would still love me the same, fat or not fat, and removed all my fears about pregnancy. He said he'd help with changing the diapers and feeding the baby. And keluarlah segala cerita how he took care of Nadim when he was small and when they travelled on holiday dulu. I was convinced he would make a great daddy for my unborn child and what a great help he would be.

But talk is cheap, my dear... I forgot that was some 10 years back when he was 10 years younger. But that's besides the point. He helped, of course, but not as much as what i had anticipated during our conversation in the bathroom.

So that night, while making love, I told him, “Let’s make a baby..” And a month later, I discovered I was pregnant. It was that easy.

So this time around, if I ever decided to have another child, I hope it would still be that easy. But I know our bathroom conversation will no longer linger because my husband has already cautioned that if I ever decided to have another baby, he will not be of much help becoz dia dah tak larat.

Well, at least he's being honest this time around !

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Cucu Opah

I've got tonnes of work, but I'm too lazy to start. Two paper work to be submitted before I go off for my holiday on the 9th. I think, I still got time.

I spoke to my mother just now. She complained about my youngest brother. His only child is going to stay with my parents next year because his wife (my SIL) is going to be posted back to Dungun for 6 months (she's doing her Masters at UiTM). Since my brother is still living and working in KL and my SIL will be in Terengganu temporarily, they have decided, for the benefit of the child, the boy will stay with my parents in Ipoh.

Being the only child, my nephew is somewhat spoilt. He is 6 years old but still can't read & write properly. He was put in a kindy since he was 4, but my mother felt that the kindy hasn't done justice to the child. And according to my mother, the boy has been neglected by his parents and as such, he has been left behind academically.

My mother was a teacher before, so she is very particular about these things. Pantang betul cucu dia tak pandai sekolah, you know what I mean? I was told, after the streaming test the other day, the boy was placed in the last class for Std 1 (out of 5 classes) and that has caused a major upset to my mother's nervous system. She called me and was almost in tears. She couldn't believe her cucu is not clever.

I told her to relax. I think, once the boy starts living with my parents, he will change and will become a better person. I know this because I know my mother's style of teaching. Selagi tak dapat, jangan bergerak dari meja study tu! She was very fierce.... I used to call her "Harimau Berantai"! But now maybe not so garang anymore. Age may have played down her character.

So, her call to me just now was to say that she was at lost on what to do with that little boy. I think, he has hurt her ego. My mother was once a teacher at that school which the boy is going to next year. If the cikgu2 there know that her cucu is in the last class, malu lah dia, kan? That's why she's going frolic over this!

Hai... susahlah macam ni. The boy hasn't even started school yet and my mother is making a big issue out of it. I foresee he's going to have a tough time with her Opah. Poor boy.... I need to talk to my brother this weekend.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Ultraman 3

Update (as at 2:15pm, 19th Dec 2008)

The little boy is getting better. His body temperature is still a bit high but the coughing has somewhat subsided. He has also started eating again today. Alhamdulillah...

I think budak ni demam sebab nak bercakap. Yesterday, he was talking non-stop (despite the fever) and several new words came out of his mouth. Like, when I got home, he was in his pyjamas and wearing a pair of long socks. He said, "Baby demam... pakai sto-kin..". Sto-kin is a new word. So is "demam".

His latest craze is "Ultraman 3". It so happened that his big brother has a huge collection of Ultraman CDs and paraphernalia, gathered around the time when HE was the Ultraman of the house. So our friend pun syok lah watching one CD after another. Last night alone, I watched 6 rounds of Ultraman CDs! Oh God... sheer torture, I tell you!

That's my little Ultraman, taken last night, when he was fighting the 2 monsters that share the same bed with him, ie. his mummy (Ultraman 1) and daddy (Ultraman 2).


Ultraman 3

Monday, November 17, 2008

Condolence

I just got back from a funeral. My friend Lin has lost her husband. I wrote about it here and here. May he rest in peace.. Amin.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

PS2 Dilemma

It's so hard to write these days. Time flies so fast. Just when I thought I had a good piece to write about, something else came up. And the list goes on.

It's exam time in the home front. Nadira is sitting for her SPM ~ 2nd day today. I picked her up from school after she finished her exam yesterday. She seemed happy. Said the BM and Sejarah papers were alright. Today is English and Sejarah 2.

Nabila is sitting for her final semester exam in college. She'll finish today. I need to pick her up from UiTM later tonight.

MrNordin has left for JB this morning. He is one overworked husband.

Nadim ~ busy playing PS2 at home. Bila dah dekat cuti sekolah ni, I'll surely get stressed out with him. Tak habis2 main PS2. Dari pagi sampai ke petang, asyik dok mengadap benda tu je. Tak boring ke? Tak sakit mata ke? Everytime I come home from work, I surely have to scream at him to stop. Otherwise, he won't stop.

And I hate that. I hate it when I have to yell at some people whenever I reach home from office. It's not a nice feeling and I know they don't like it either. But he never listen. Dah berbuih2 mulut ni cakap, "Time yourself, don't play the whole day, give yourself a break after 2-3 hours, do something else, etc, etc...." Tak jugak berubah.

Selagi I tak jerit kat dia suruh berhenti, he will not stop. Macamana nak buat tu? As if whatever I've told him just fell on deaf ears. Pekak ke apa? I feel like I'm a broken record. I keep on saying the same thing over and over again and yet he never listen. And that frustrates me.

Sometimes I wish the TV monitor would terbakar so he cannot play anymore. Or his PS2 wire kena gigit tikus or something and it's beyond repair. I AM EVIL !

I don't mind if he wants to play his PS2 everyday, but he must know how to set a limit. I just don't understand how someone can sit infront of the TV screen for 10 bloody hours, EVERY DAY, and yet he doesn't get tired. Tapi bila suruh buat kerja sikit, like play with Nizzar, tak sampai 5 minute, “Abang tired..”, he said. Or, bila suruh set the table for meals, siap bergaduh with the sister sebab berkira sangat tak nak buat kerja lebih. Padahal, bukan ada buat apa pun kat rumah. And that riles me up.

How do I deal with this? This is my annual dilemma. It’s called the “School holiday/PS2 Dilemma”. It’s been 4 years and I still can't find an answer to it. I hope to make a difference this year because I don't want that young man to be doing nothing but play PS2 for the whole of the 1.5-month-long school holiday. I will go bonkers, I tell you!


P/s :To parents out there who still haven't got the PS2 for your boys (tho' they've been nagging you to buy it for them), I strongly recommend AVOID buying it at all costs ! (Unless you know how to discipline them and your children jenis yang tahu membahagikan masa.)

Thursday, November 06, 2008

The Little Boy & His New Watch

This is for Ezza, yang selalu bertanya pasal Nizzar... and Gina, if you missed him and his Mummy.

No, it's not my birthday. He just discovered the word after watching his Elmo video. And that's my watch he's wearing.

Enjoy!





Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Kantoi!

Something funny happened last Saturday. This is going to be a long one, so bear with me.

On Friday night, Nadim asked me if he could go to Ampang Point with his friends on Saturday to buy some gifts and presents for their class party, which will be held this Saturday. He said, there’ll be 2 boys and 3 girls. Ok, that’s fine, I said.

So, on Saturday morning, after picking up Nabila from UiTM, we sent him off. But there had been a change of plan ~ tak jadi pegi Ampang Point pulak, instead, he had to meet his friends in school (Melawati). The jam was pretty bad last Saturday and MrNordin was not very pleased with the fact that he had to drive all the way to Melawati to send Nadim. But no choice lah kan, our friend was very “excited” about going.

So we braved the jam and dropped him off at his school’s gate. We didn’t see any of “his friends” in the vicinity, but he said they were waiting inside. But before getting down from the car, he asked me for some pocket money for “makan-makan”. So, I gave him RM20 sebab kesian budak ni kan, first time keluar dengan kawan2 cam tu and nak beli gifts for the teachers and friends…

After dropping him off, we all went to Pavillion for lunch. We went to Carl’s Junior. We had quite a big meal and so after that, we decided to walk it off. Stopped by at Speedy to look for Richard Scarry’s videos for Nizzar. MrNordin was browsing in the front while I was busy at the back with Nizzar and Nadira.


Tiba2, I saw Nadim hiding behind a pillar infront of that video shop! He was looking at MrNordin. Next to him was Nabila, who was smiling like a chesire cat because she had caught her brother red-handed. “Baba, Nadim’s here!”, said Nabila. We were surprised to see him there. “What are you doing here, Nadim? I thought you were in Melawati?!”, asked his father. Dengan muka yang pucat, he ran up to his father and explained, “Sorry lah Baba… sorry lah Baba!!", he apologized.

It seemed they had brought some things from Melawati for the teachers but there were still something which they couldn’t find for the students. One of the “friends” (which I didn’t see anywhere there) said at Memory Lane Pavillion ada sale, so they all went there. Little did he realize that we all would be there as well! The irony was, that Memory Lane shop was just opposite the Speedy video. So I was very sure when he saw his father infront of the video shop, he must be going, “Oh shit! My father!”

Anyway, MrNordin was pretty cool about it. He didn’t ask many questions (much to my surprise) and let the boy off. I asked him, you tak marah ke? He said, “Nantilah, balik nanti siap lah budak ni!”. I think, on one hand, he was angry that Nadim didn’t tell him about going to Pavillion, but on the other hand, he was quite happy sebab nanti we can all go back together. Tak payah nak pegi ambil dia balik kat Melawati.

So we continued browsing. While we were at Parkson, Nadim texted his father saying that there were a lot of things that they needed to buy so he would take sometime. The father said, ok.

At about 3.30pm, as we were sitting down for drinks at Kopitiam, we decided to go to Red Box and rest there. I dah tak larat nak mengejar si Nizzar kat Pavillion tu. The idea was, when Nadim finished his shopping, he could meet us there. So, MrNordin called his son. To his surprise, Nadim said he was already back in Melawati!

Ha? Apasal balik Melawati? Apasal tak talipon beritau? Punyalah mengamuk orang tua tu! I didn’t know what Nadim said to him, but the next thing I heard, MrNordin said, “You stay put there and don’t move anywhere! I’m coming to get you now! This is too much lah!”

So there goes our karaoke plan. In the car going to Melawati, we were discussing why Nadim did what he did. We smelled something fishy there, but no one wanted to owned up. We asked Nabila, who first saw Nadim at Pavillion, who was Nadim with at that time. She just gave a non-committal answer, “They were Nadim’s friends, Baba…”. Ya lah, tak tau ke lelaki or perempuan? “Entahlah Baba… they were his friends....”

We knew that was a cover up. They do this sometimes, the kids. MrNordin kata, “Nabila ni dah kena suap dengan Nadim ni! Berapa banyak Nadim bagi you to shut up, Nabila?!” She just kept quiet right behind the car. (Probably, all of the RM20 I gave him)

When we arrived at the school, Nadim was waiting alone at the front gate. He looked calm. The moment he got into the car, MrNordin asked him, “So, Nadim, now you tell me what actually happened today. From the time I dropped you off until now. Why didn’t you tell me about going to Pavillion?!”.

So his story is this:

When he arrived at school, there were 4 of them ~ Afiq, Imran and this 2 “S” class boys (which he didn’t know the name). They went to buy the stuff at Melawati and then suddenly, another friend (also named Afiq) called from Pavillion, saying that he and another friend (Iskandar ke apa nama dia) were stuck there. It seemed these 2 boys had bought some stuff there and ran out of money. So they couldn't come back. So they called these boys in Melawati and asked them to pick them up.

I asked him, “What were they doing in Pavillion? How did they go there in the first place?” Dengan beriya nya Nadim menjawab, ‘Tu lah… we were very mad at them as well! Apasal pegi Pavillion tapi tak bawak cukup duit? Now we all had to go and fetch them! Menyusahkan betul!”, he said.

Ok, ok…. this is getting interesting. Ceritanya dah lain dah ni...

“And then what happened?”, we asked. He said, his friend Afiq then called his driver to fetch them from Melawati and off they went to Pavillion to pick these 2 boys up and came back to Melawati. I asked, “Kenapa kena panggil driver si Afiq ni pulak? Why didn’t they go back on their own?” “Entahlah...”, kata si Nadim. “And you knowlah, Baba… he’s a driver… so he could take us around…”, added Nadim trying to convince us. (macam driver orang tu tak de kerja lain, kan?)

We didn’t buy the story, but we let him play along. Then MrNordin said, “Ramainya you all ni… 5 at Melawati, 2 at Pavillion, plus the driver, there were 8 of you! Kereta apa driver dia bawak?”

“Estima, Baba”, kata si Nadim.

Ooohh... Estima. Ok…

“Nadim, I think your story is BULLSHIT!!", said MrNordin. "I’ve heard two versions of your story. First, when I met you at Pavillion, you told me you went there to buy some more things with your friends. Now you’re telling me, your friends were already there at Pavillion and you went there to pick them up. Mana satu yang betul ni? To me, when there are two different stories, that means both are incorrect! Both are rubbish, Nadim!”

Nadim was stunned. We all just kept quiet. Then MrNordin said, “I’m giving you one last chance now to tell me the truth, Nadim! You’d better tell me the truth, before I call you a liar. And when I do that, it means I won’t trust you anymore. I wouldn’t know if your class party ni betul2 ada ke or you’re just lying about it as well!”

Nadim kept quiet. Then he tried to start the story again, with Afiq and Imran and whoever names lagi lah dia pakai. And his story got all jumbled up. When we pressed him for details, he couldn’t answer. When we asked him where the girls were in this story (because it’s all about boys je kan from the beginning), he said, “The girls tu ada, but we “coincidentally” met them at Pavillion.”

Oohh… “coincidentally…” Hee.. hee… sumpah penipu!

Tanya punya tanya punya tanya, he got all confused and trapped in his own lies. In the end he confessed,

“Ok lah Baba… ok lah Baba… let me tell you the truth. Actually, there were NO boys during the outing. It was just me and 3 other girls...”, said Nadim.

All kept quiet. There was a moment of silent in the car.

Then the line of questioning started all over again. Why didn’t you tell us? He was afraid we would get angry. How did they go to Pavillion? Naik LRT from Wangsa Maju. How did they get to Wangsa Maju? Naik teksi.

Oh my… for a first outing, budak ni memang did the whole works lah. Girls, taxi and LRT ~ the three things yang bapak dia memang pantang dia buat at this age. He said the girls invited him to “chaperon” them. Why you alone? He said, the other boys in their class are “selekeh” and he is friendly towards the girls.

The first version of his story made more sense although it was not near the truth. He went to Pavillion with the girls to buy the stuff but he couldn’t join us because nanti the girls tu nak balik dengan siapa? He couldn't abandon them there. He felt responsible towards them and so they all senyap2 balik Melawati without telling us, hoping that we will be ok fetching him there. But when he sensed than his father was angry with him for going back to Melawati, he had to cook up some story lah. That’s why all this Afiq and Imran and whatever punya nama tu terkeluar..

Sampai rumah, kena lecturelah dengan MrNordin. The thing is, we didn’t mind his conduct. Girls ke, apa ke… tak kisah as long as you tell us what actually happened and where you went. The fact that he lied to us about it made us very worried. Once you’re caught lying, it’s going be hard for us to trust him again after this. But he didn’t realise all that. The thing is, he knew we wouldn’t allow him to naik taxi and LRT tu, but he was very adamant to go. That’s why he lied.

Very bad judgement, Nadim. You should have come out with the truth when you bumped into us at Pavillion!

Tuhan tu nak tunjuk kan? We didn’t know he was going to shop at Memory Lane and he didn’t know we were going to Speedy either. By chance, we met there and because of that too, we knew he was up to something.’ MrNordin told Nadim, “You can lie to us but you cannot lie to God. And you know your Mama is always watching you… I think, that’s why we met you at Pavillion. They “showed” us the way. Otherwise, who would have known, right?” Terkedu dia… and he almost cried, said MrNordin.

I told the girls, “This is a lesson learnt for you all. Never lie to Baba or me coz you WILL be caught!” They just kept quiet.

Later that night, we went out for dinner sans the kids. They stayed at home and ordered pizza. My maid later told me that Nadira was giving Nadim a lecture at the dining table on why he should always tell the truth. “If you’re afraid Baba will not let you go, justify your reasons and Baba will eventually let you go,” said Nadira. Nabila didn’t say much coz dia pun bersubahat dengan Nadim.

Oh well… kelakar jugak bila ingatkan balik. Dah tua2 ni, macam2 perangai anak2 kita boleh baca. And they thought they could fool us. Oh please! Sometimes ada jugak we caught them lying, but we just let them off easily to give them chance. Kata nak keluar 5 orang tengok wayang ~ 3 girls 2 boys. Last2, the girls semua tak jadi datang, yang tinggal cuma the boys saja. Ingat kita tak tau that trick? But we just played along. Budak2 macam ni nak marah sangat pun tak boleh, takut they all retaliate. We need to discipline them in a different way.

But this time, Nadim memang kantoi. Teenagers at that age are prone to doing this. So mums out there, keep an eye on them, ok? Instil in them the importance of being truthful. Never lie coz once you're caught, you'll be in BIG trouble!

p/s Teringat pulak cerita I kantoi dengan MrNordin suatu ketika dahulu, in The Asam Pedas Story.