Sabtu yang singkat

Ayah was away to the north in Friday and he said will be coming back on Sunday. So it left me and Arissa home alone. As Tadika Comelku was having an open Raya house, I tagged along my mom in law to accompany us, to reduce the loneliness. We went about 11. The food was scrumptious. The visitors were so many.

Arissa & nenek

The food : kuih raya,kuih pagi, laksa, kek, nasi beriyani, etc

Poyo menunjuk beg purse dia

Angry bird choc cake menjadi pojaan semua budak

Arissa's amongst best friend, Sufi. She's abt 2 yrs

Keadaan masih lengang, bila dah penuh sgt, gelap!

Arissa had nasi beriyani and kari ayam (which she would normally not eat it at other place) and popadom. MIL too. I had some kuih raya and choc cake. The best part was that all dishes were prepared by the cook at the Tadika and I then can 'taste' Arissa's food that she eats everyday at school. No wonder anakku gemuk. Talking about gemuk, the other day when I changed her diaper I said

Ibu : Eh, Arissa ni gemuklah (as I hold he meaty thigh and hip)
Arissa : Hey tak boleh cakap gemuklah. Ayok tatawat... (aiyyok sapa buat)
Ibu : ok ok... Arissa ni berisilah!
Arissa : Hey mana boleh cakap berisilah.
Ibu : Habis tu cakap ape?
Arissa : Cakap comel saja. Ica comel lah...!
Ibu : ??? perasan!

Funny tho. After the open house, I went to nearby supermarket and bought some chicken nougat. Cik A and family will pay a visit to mine in the afternoon. I got nothing to cook, plus that husband was not around it would be quite a mess if I were to prepare some fresh food. Nuget pun jadilah kan.

Sempat main goyang2...

Back home and did some house keeping. Sidai baju, angkat yang lama, sapu lantai, kemas bilik, the usual chores.

Ok, rumah dah kemas

At about 5.20pm, Cik A and the family arrived. We had good time chatting and laughing before they left at about 6pm.
In the meantime husband called to inform that he'll be back on that night as well. So I was patiently waiting and finished the chores and watched tv at the same time. We suddenly fell asleep on 7pm. I was awoken at 8 feeling dizzy and lethargic. My husband sms. He's on the way.

Him : Nanti kalau saya dah sampai LRT keramat saya sms.
Me : ha? kenapa LRT Keramat? Awak nak turun situ ke?
No reply
Me : oklah saya datang skrg. Jln jem takut lambat sampai keramat.
Terus bersiap2 dan angkat Arissa yang masih tidur ke dalam kereta. Drive keluar. Jalan jem. Dalam hati berfikir2. Kenapa dia turun di LRT keramat? Wangsa Maju kan lebih dekat...?
Tak lama kemudian, dia sms lagi.
Him : eh, tak payah cepat sangat. Nanti saya call.
Me : Takpe saya dah on the way. Takut lagi lambat nanti jalan jem. Kesian awak tunggu lama.
Him : saya masih di Puduraya ni. Nak makan dulu. Kemudian baru jalan ke Masjid Jamek.
Me : Takpe, saya tunggu.
Beberapa minit menuruni jalan jem selepas Carrefour Wangsa Maju ke Jelatek, baru aku tersedar yang kami ni sudah miscommunication. Mungkin husbandku kata nanti bila train dah melalui keramat barulah aku keluar rumah dan ambilnya di LRT Wangsa Maju. Yang aku ni masih mamai bangun tidur, terus ingat dia nak turun di keramat. Sudahnya, aku menunggu agak lama di stesen Jelatek. Lagi satu miscommunication. Stesen Keramat means Datuk Keramat, bukan Jelatek. Haha... sia2... Terpaksa redah jem semula untuk ke stesen Datuk Keramat. walaupun dekat, tapi jalan yang jem memanjang daripada Carrefour sehingga simpang ke Ampang. Heh semua orang nak pergi open house atau baru balik agaknya.

Terasa sangat penat dan sangat tak berdaya. Lepas makan, terus tidur dengan dahsyatnya.