Second Wife @_@ ??!!!

I attended this one course recently where there were 12 married ladies. I have no idea that they are very curious how old I am as obviously I noticed some of them are younger than me, but ofcourse very fruitful with at least 2 kids.

During one of our lunch break
Lady 1: Are you married??!!
AC : yes I am. It's been a while in fact.
Lady 1: Oh you look very young.
AC: (senyum menyimpul2) Thank you.
Lady 2: Are you muslim?
AC: Yes I am
lady 1: (who apparently know a little bit about Islam) Are you a second wife?

Ahkak Cun almost sprayed her face with nasi

AC: errr NOOOOOO!!!

Lady 3: If you dont mind, how old are you?
AC: Give a guess?
Lady 3: 14

LMAO - yes mem, I was 14, 21 years ago.

Lady 1,2,3&4 : I dont believe it (yes they said it simultaneously), how could you be 35. I dont see any wrinkle in your face.

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During dinner, I told M the story and asked him whether he sees any wrinkles on my face.

Pinching both of my cheeks, he said,

" u know why u dont have wrinkles, u dont have it because u have natural botox. it calls FAT "

mamat ni mmg aaa, haram takmau kasik can langsung

The other day, M told me that after he got X, he was suggesting that we both move to Matahari Terbit under its scholarship for PhD.

Leaving X salary for a pauper's life and bekas kekasih menunggu.

Hell NO!

Lyrics | Kris Allen lyrics - No Boundaries lyrics

ujian!!!

When the weather is scorching hot, M and I decided to fast.

Well, someone bernazar and as a supported wife, I tag along.

baikkan i

but M suggested that we go for a vacation during this time in next 5 years.

Australia or Argentina

baru tuhan uji sket. akhirat nanti macamana la

Buat Apa?

I noticed that many people, whom by the chance know me, always asked

"dok rumah buat apa?"

And they mean by how I fulfilling my long 5 weekdays when M and hang-out buddies go to work.

well, one thing forsure, I know that I am searching vigorously for a job. and looking for a job, with CV and coverletter tailoring is very time consuming and yes I definitely call it a full time job.

It's tiring and emotionally-depressing. I have to make cold calls, talk nice yada yada.

so not my fortait

And apart from the job hunting. I have to take care 5 cats, oh well, M does most of the jobs, I supiring M back and forth. cooking, not everyday though but most of time. M is gettin' lazy these days. and the list goes on and on.

Seriously, I dont know how can I put up if, Insyaa Allah, one day , I have a job and children.


I betcha I'll be one headless chicken mamma.

org tanam sayuq, aku pun nak tanam.

tp awat semua buah dok bantut nihhhhhhhhhhh

but the herbs masyaa Allah.. berimbun2

habuk seranting pun aku tak guna. cehh

so schweet

We went to X and I was required to do a blood test. M escorted me to the room for moral support though he cant stand blood.

As I used to be a frequent donor, to extract out some blood was such an easy peasy lemon squeezy task. While the nurse handling the needle etc, M said

"those with bigger heart, has more blood"

I took it as a technical phrase at the beginning until the lab tech went with 'oohs' and 'aaas' to M's remarks

My honey bunny is such a sweetheart.

I took entrepreneurship course just for fun. As people closed to me knew how bad I was in dealing business. Nevertheless, I gained many useful knowledge and new friends.

After re-thinking about how my life has gone so far and how I was so tired to be 100% financial dependent to M, I decided to open a very small scale business which operated a limited hours/day so I can spend more time with M and finally earning the extra dough.

Unfortunately, M disagreed.

As he is my ultimate investor dragon, having him to opt out my choice to be a restaurateur, had left me frustrated.

From all the illogical excuses he gave me, I finally figured that he wanted me to spend more time with him at home.

didnt i tell most people that our views of marriage is companionship rather than typical kepala hotak orang melayu tak habis2 pikiaq kawin is nothing more than beromen.

but the freedom of having my own moolahhhhhhh