Ya Allah thank you sungguh sungguh. Alhamdullilah

one of my daily happiest moment

• on my bed, listening to Junior's soft purrs.. so purrfect

• weekends morning, warmly tug under the blanket, cuddle by M and one by one the furries climbed up to the bed and purrs ....super perfect 

i know having children means a lot or to some couple means everything.
i know we dont work as hard pray as hard to do whatever it gets to procreate an offspring

but i always know, Allah AWT always has a better plan for me and M.

i know one day my tears of hopeless will be tears of joy.

if the day never come, i am already happy with what i have been loaned for

A loving husband and diva furries

Thank you ya Allah, for life is now is truly a blessing

Venus vs Mars

alahai
a couple who i consider much as my adik was in heated domestic argument.

so remind me of myself ages ago or still am?!

while the husband thought the wife was upset because he so-called poured his heart out to me about them, the wife was actually upset that the husband didn't tell the whole truth.

the problem is the definition "pouring my heart out" between men and women is not the same.

When man mengadu, it would be; " aku pening la dengan bini aku nih, dia marah dgn si polan and si polan tapi nak kena buat menda x, camna ah?"

when woman mengadu, it would be; " actually macam nih, minggu lepas, si polan tepon si polan, si polan cakap la camni, si polan sekian sekian, si polan gi taman, si polan makan, si polan gi jamban, si polan mandi,  keesokan harinya si polan jadik pondan, *insert the previous day verbs of this polan*,  abis tu si polan bla bla....... until the end of the week,
but u know this polan can always cakap dengan i, kenapa dia tak cakap dgn i , atau cakap dgn laki i,  this is the same thing si polan did to this si polan.. *and it goes for next 30 min (if I am lucky) or 1 hour*. i bengang gila, how could that polan do that and why?"

i sometimes tend to be the wife type of mengadu with selective female friends but with my deary M, my pouring the heart out session would be the husband type.

Why? you asked me? to go on and on with M is an act of wasting time and saliva and we will end up arguing about why si polan jadik pondan rather than how could that polan do that to me.

did i get my steam release with M?

how should i put it very suttly

oh yeah .. wait till when hell freezes over

i always proud of M.
He is kind, caring and helpful

but there are times i get all upset

likewise

there are times i think how far our communion would last

many times

would it be till death do us part or it just a matter of time


but what would it takes to make it fall apart

Another woman?
different sight of future holds?
family values?
principle values?

and the list goes on and on

and again i think back what keep us together and or what make us want to stay together

love?!!

kids?!!

je ne sais pas

could i live without him or could he lives without me?

je ne sais pas

#hindsight

penat la oiii

the job is going super awesome.

got promoted within 2 months. Alhamdullilah.

but of course with some office-drama.

c'est la vie du bureau.

but i pretty much leave office by 8 or 9pm just to wake up at 4am to continue some office matters.

never end and i think i quite missing the ol' life a bit

Mulut orang

Brick and stone can break you, but words can't.

I chose to keep mums on my moving cross the province and my new employment status.
Of all the things, I feel that only few who really care and who really happy for me.

But again having to move out from O-town means M and I will become the weekend couple again.

this time it was a bit hard on me emotionally and physically.

M is such amazing husband. Only Allah the Greatest can ever pay his kindness and supports to me. All the texts on how I made him so proud, the phone kisses and virtual hugs he gives me every night, just makes my life gets better and better each day.

I've been meaning to write something else, but i feel to write something that would make me feel grateful. And I never been more grateful than being Mrs M.

:)