Post bangang

Saya sangat mengantuk. Tengah menjaga bebudak trainee yg berexam. Duduk kena sopan, takut saya tunjuk coffeshop kat diaorg walaupun kalau boleh saya nak bersila kat kerusi. Ingatkan saya nak tunjuk muka sekejap je kat dewan ni dan pas tu balik bilik dan tido tapi saya takutkan mulut pseudo-kj saya yg cam puaka nanti mengutuk saya. Budak2 kat rumah tengah batuk dan selsema jadi malam tadi saya tak boleh tidur. Baby X sumbat hidung dan dia asyik keriau je. Little D yg pembawak virus itu pulak asyik mengigau yg sungguh vokal dan sekali lagi membuatkan saya terjaga dari tidur. Alangkah bagusnya kalau bilik belakang kat rumah saya is habitable dan saya boleh lari ke sana. Saya cakap dlm bahasa melayu ini adalah utk menyahut seruan hajah esah memertabatkan bahasa melayu. Lagipun kan jiwa dan hati kami 'se'...kalau boleh nak kongsi sepentot lagi..Saya terkesima sekejap tadi....

Suatu ketika dahulu semasa saya masih seorg mahasiswi lagi, adalah seorang mamat mahasiswa ni berkawan-kawanan dengan saya. Dialah org melayu yg pertama saya tegur di kota universiti itu, sejurus saya turun dari teksi di berdekatan dgn pejabat perumahan universiti. Saya tanya, u melayu ke?Dan ungkapan itu menjadi mainannya sepanjang persahabatan kami. Dia mengejek 'accent' british saya (ye lah...saya kan budak 'sekolah umum' selama dua tahun) dan juga berkata, tak mungkin dia can be mistaken as bangsa lain. Well, saya cakap, dgn kulit sawa matang (is it ular sawa we're talking about here??) tetapi bermata sepet bak keli, saya nyaris teringat yg dia tu org gurkha. Anyway, hari berganti hari an bulan berganti bulan, dia menjadi antara kawan lelaki terbaik saya. Tapi tak tahu lah kalau dia baik dengan saya atas sebab2 perlukan saya mengcheck assignment dia yg sudah tentunya dlm bahasa inggeris itu. Saya bukanlah hendak sombong dan bongkak..saya tak pandai mana tapi grammar tu betul lah, takde la tunggang langgang. Sebabnya, dari kecik lagi saya sudah dimasukkan ke sekolah mubaligh jadi rata2 kengkawan saya adalah cina dan india yg hanya bersoksek soksek. Lagipun mak bapak saya lahir sebelum merdeka dan bila bergaduh depa lebih suka berbahasa benggali putih itu.

Anyway, berbalik ke kawan saya itu tadi...di celah2 kehadiran dan ketiadaan Encik Sri Siamang saya, dia yg saya sangka hanyalah kawan baik, rupa2nya menaruh hati kepada saya. Dan saya pada masa itu yg sungguh berjiwa tak tenang kerana berpacarkan seorg siamang telah menggunakan his affection pada saya..teman utk saya berbual, bertension2 dan juga teman yg sering belanja saya makan kat restoran paki (kerana dia scholar yg loaded bukan scholar *** cam saya). Oleh kerana masa tu saya muda belia jadi saya 'boros'..saya telah menolak cinta dia...saya kata saya kena setia pada siamang (buang masa aku je!) walhal sebenarnya mamat tu budak kampung, rumah tepi sungai....saya terfikir, aiya! Camna nak bey bey tepi sungai ni??? OK tuan puan boleh benci saya kerana saya materialistik...saya budak pekan..saya tak boleh nak imagine bey bey tepi sungai, kalau sakit perut tengah malam camna?? Saya takut hantu dan juga pacat...bolehkah saya seperti saadiah yg berkasih2an dgn PR@mlee si penarik beca??? Adakah saya materialistik tuan puan atau realistik?? Tapi kerana usia saya agak muda juga pada masa itu, saya berfikiran singkat...saya lebih tertawan dgn encik Siamang yg lebih 'worldly'lah kata org.

Sepanjang kami berkawan itu jugalah saya galakkan dia mintak buat professional degree lepas dia grad. Saya yg isikan borang2 tu dan juga karangkan esei yg dipinta oleh firma2 tersebut. Dia dipanggil temuduga tapi sayangnya tak dapat. Gorengannya semasa temuduga mungkin tidak berjaya.. Sebelum balik ke Msia, dia pergi makan angin kat Eropah. Setiap tempat yg dilawatinya, dia akan mengirimkan poskad kepada saya. Ye, saya memang berasa bersalah menolak cintan monyet dia ketika itu.

Semasa saya masih di UK bekerja, saya dengar dia kahwin dengan adik angkatnya. Bila saya kahwin, saya jemput dia dan masa tu dia dah nak ke US satu family utk bekerja....masa tu sejenak saya berfikir, alangkah......dapat saya berice skating kat NY centr@l park itu. Ye, saya masih bersikap materialistik dan hanya ingin berfoya2. Baru tadi saya discover melalui buku muka (sebab itu saya benci buku muka sebenarnya kerana pada saya buku muka selalu mendedahkan perihal org lain yg lebih menarik dari saya..saya tahu sebenarnya saya yg perlukan pertolongan pakar P.S.Y), dia sekarang kat obersea lagi...dan telah menjadi CFO or entah apa O O di salah satu bank di sana.....

Dan siapalah saya sekarang???? Makcik yg tiada hala tuju dalam kariernya dan juga bukan dewi rumahtangga atau ibu mithali....

Jadi adik2, dengarlah nasihat akak ini...berumah ditepi sungai tidak bermakna satu hari nanti tak berpenthouse di obersea sinun...(i'm not sure if my conclusion here answers the aim and objectives of this post hence why it's bangang). Apa2 pun saya bersyukur yg saya ada MG yg menerima saya seadanya (sudah tentu kena ada puji2an sikit utk cinta hati saya sekarang..) walaupun saya rasa i am more like his nightmare.

Sekian...

Post rambang

The rest of the gang has gone to 'beli-belah' kain. I have something after lunch so kena dok diam2 le nampak gayanya. I have nothing of worthy to tell but still i'm hoping after 2 or 3 lines, the cerita would come easily. Kononnya nak tengok if i have a flair for writing...i have this angan2 of writing children's story books...stories from my mother yg diperturunkan i'm sure from my opah dulu. Keep on telling myself that if Mak Donna and Natasha Hatsen can do it (people say the latter menciplak actually, betul ke??), so can i..but hmmm...first to get into the mood, i need to carry with me at all times that oh-so-exquisite Moleskine to pen my thoughts...buku 3 lima or free notebook from drug company just won't do, kan?? Pasal takde lah tak start2 lagi ni..(alasan betul)...anyway, nak ke DBP terbitkan cite hantu paku, kerengga bermadu dgn udang, kerbau beranak 7 puteri and hantu sangkrombu i?? Nantikan katanya penuh dgn dakyah and tahyul pulak....

Sikit lagi i dah nak menyambut birthday...it matters not digit ke berapa dah usia i but what matters is that i haven't achieved a lot of things in life. I yearn to learn new stuff (one of it yoga yg baru saja diharamkan, so kena cancel ni), horse riding (sanggup ke kuda tu bawak i??) and piano. Ni dari kecik dah teringin, but my parents couldn't afford to send me for lessons. Mak i cakap dulu, 'kiah bila kiah besar ada gaji sendiri, belajarlah'. I thought at that time, alah, boringlah! Dah besar baru nak belajar and when is that?? Besar seemed like a long way away. Haa..now ni dah besar dah...but i'm scared to take the plunge. In order to learn the piano, i would have to have one at home. Fine, i'll go get one, cari yg mid range price, no problem. But MG selalu gelak2an i, dia kata jari2 i katik, boleh ke i belajar??? I think, he's not worried about the katikness of my fingers or that i'd get bored halfway through, but i think he's worried about where to put that blessed thing...it will take up the space of his future console table, cabinet, chest of drawers what have you lah. But i really think partners should support each other, kalau tak kenala i pi go apartment hunting..ha...boleh letak semua reta benda i tanpa asking for anyone's approval kan?

I also yearn to be a more energetic mum. Bersiar2 dgn anak that doesn't mean a trip to Carre4 and bundle little d into the shopping trolley and that's the extent of my energetic-ness. I teringin nak bawak dia pergi swimming...i asked MG bila dia nak bawak bebudak tu pergi swimming to which he replied, asyik dia je (asyik here doesn't mean every week or month but whenever we stayed at a hotel which is like sekali dua setahun je)so, it should be me pulak. Much as i love water, i tak sanggup nak berswim2 kat tempat i tinggal. I have told MG the reason pun..the thing is, bila kitaorg berholiday (in a land far far away from home yg tak mungkin terserempak dgn org yg kita kenal), yes, i love to use the pool...although i ni pompuan melayu muslimah terakhir (ptttuuihh!), i cannot make myself put on the muslimah swimwear..tapi idakle i ni memakai sesuatu yg menjolok lubang hidung pun..if i were a man, i dah cukup syarat tutup auratlah. To which MG replied, well, i should start donning one because flab2 i semua dah terkeluar sana sini. Ni misi betul tapi niat salah...amboi2! Kalau i 36-24-36 sanggup le dia lepaskan i berbikini cam BCL kat Bali hari tu ye??? Speaking of aurat also, si MG ni pandai mengutuk org je...dia tu pun sampai sekarang trying (very very hard)to still squeeze into his out-of-German-porn-movie purple swimwear, tapi nak mengutuk orang...Anyway, i cannot go swimming pasal i need to lose the flabs...i cannot lose the flabs because kat tempat tinggal takde gym and nak belajar yoga dah dioutlaw...nak naik kuda kena slim dulu tapi camna nak slim pasal ..(ulang balik alasan di atas)..apa2 pun jgn suruh diet makan dah kerana makan adalah salah satu dpd nikmat dunia yg tinggal....hehe.

I had some erratic/erotic? dreams last week. One that included Mr James B0nd..(mungkin sebab tu tangannya terkehel on Jimmy Kimmel)..another one i relate to MG, 'i dream, 2 girls, one boy'. To which he replied, 'no, 2 girls, one boy, one set of twins'...ayoyo!! Kadawale la MG...i'm so not talking about how many kids we should have la...

Mars and Venus

I am supposed to be on leave today but why the heck i'm at the office kan? Actually, leave dah plan dari dulu, ura2Siti nak balik hari ni..tup tup weekend hari tu dah dia mintak nak balik hence i didn't cancel pun this leave and terasa nak bangun tido lambat pagi tadi. Lagipun akhir2 bulan ni $$$ takde, so nak mengukur kaki lima pun terasa malas. Yes, i can zap zap but this year i have been quite good, no money no use of credit card.

Anyway, i was invited to another dept's lunch do at this hotel that i tak reti how to get there. So, i pun 'mengoratlah' this guy from that dept, cadang nak pergi sama dia and tengok2 dia yg offer pun sebelum i bukak mulut. Pas tu tunggu tunggu sampai kat pukul 1 dia tak call2 lagi, bila i call tengok2 he was already at the hotel and had the cheek to answer my call with his mouth full! Ces! I asked him, hello, kata nak pegi sama, awat tinggalkan i. To wish he answered, i cari you, your staff kata you cuti (tapi sempat dia add but i saw your room ada lampu - meaning i kat dalam bilik la ni tengah prepare baby X's breakfast for tomorrow)...i said, why can't you call me (my voice was starting to get shrilly by this time). Then he said, you la yg patut cari i. Nevermind, get here and we'll talk it over.

(Talk it over?? Pi raa mabuk). Then i asked him, how to get there? Just follow the monorail line he said. Amboi! Banyak cantik! Dia ingat i bawak kuda ke boleh main redah buat u turn mana2 ikut suka. Obviously, suara dah naik lagi 2,3 decibel....and this guy for the life of him couldn't understand why i was pissed off. Seriously la kan...men! They are all the same, laki u ke, tak laki u ke...when we talk, they immediately go into selective hearing mode. Pas tu when we get annoyed, they can't understand why you are angry and in the end you jugak yg akan rasa macam pompuan gila yg meghoyan.

Anyway, rather than taking the monorail (not just ikut jalan monorail), i decided to drive and isikan my car with other Cik Kiahs yg tercicir gak. Yes, we got there allright. But time nak balik we somehow got ourselves di celah-celah back alley bukit bintang. One of the Cik Kiahs asked me, agaknya ni la red light district BB ye...mana le i tau...it's not as if i pernah ber'locum' kat situ, kan Hajah Esah???? An hour later, barulah we all sampai ke office semula.

It's raining cats and dogs out there, so camna nak balik rumah?? Walaupun on leave kononnya ni, aku jugak yg balik lambat..

Cik Kiah the destroyer

Today has not been a good day. Bunyi cam mengada sangat kan? Sikit2 pun nak emo. Well, it started this morning, i was up early, sempat la tak buat subuh gajah. Tapi antara nak pakai baju ada la pulak si kenit nak menetek la, tudung tak kena gaya walaupun dah dekat 10min beregek depan cermin kata org. Then i left something in the bedroom and had to run upstairs to get it and little D dah jaga masa tu of course dia terus meghoyan when i dashed out again. When i plan to have a good day, antara misi dan visi ialah utk watch what i eat. Keep telling myself, ala..nasik tu bukan sedap sangat, tak yah la makan lunch or dinner. Ratah lauk je, amboi! Pas tu ingatkan diri yg mungil ini lagi tak yah la melantak saki baki kuih raya yg dibawak oleh PA di office ku tu. Balik tu the main story, i saw MG's car was blocking mine, well no problem, i selalu reverse kan je. Tapi tadi the gear stucked, 4,5 kali i try masih tak leh masuk2 gak. I freed the gear hoping that with the existing slope kat porch tu the car would just slide in reverse tapi tak boleh jugak. Last2 had to call up MG and mintak dia turun and move his car..dia cakap a ah ketat sikit. I kata tolong la, i dah lambat ni, dia kata alah! Bebudak ni dah jaga dah la...last2 dia turun gak ngan muka macam garbage enzyme ku yg diperam tu. Well, it really spoilt my mood. Husband!! Obviously la when i singgah the petrol station to top up my TnG, habis satu bar besar cokelat i copet n gobbled down secepat mungkin (tak sempat sampai tol pun.

I really spiralled downwards after that. Tiba kat office dpd tak nak breakfast i makan semangkuk laksa you all! Then ada pulak la yg bawak cucur bawang dari rumah, gone lagi. Pas tu dapat a few more chocs dari kawan yg baru balik berpeleseran overseas. Plus kudap kudapan lain yg exist kat office ni. Thanks MG, kerana mu bini mu yg temmo (tembam molek..hehe) ni bertambah lagi sekurang2nya setengah kilo.

I was trying to finish off this quiz which is needed tomorrow. Halfway buat masa lunch teramatlah mengantuknya and had to curl up bawah selimut (idakle i ni tidur semedang seperti yg dipropakan oleh esah tu). Bila nak print tak boleh pulak. Pas tu bagi thumb drive kat PA mintak dia printkan, habis computer dia dijangkiti virus dari thumbdrive i. Rupa2nya i menternak segala jenis virus kat dlm desktop i (according to my little boss it's because i suka merambangi website2 yg dodgy..where got la!) Aiyoooo kadawale! Bila nak email that document to her using my laptop server lak cam ngok ngek. Antara nak menunggu dia dapat document tu mulut tak berhenti2 mengunyah...so, by the end of today i'd probably has put on a few kilos..in the end, my desktop, the PA's and kemungkinan laptop ini kena masuk clinic esok. Little boss kata aiyo, aku ni tak habis2 mendamage kan harta syarikat...

I telah ada history menjahanamkan shredder jabatan. Bukannya apa, i ni bila ada kertas2 yg bersepah, i become shredder happy. Bukan setakat kertas je, CD, credit card..ye lah, i kononnya nak menolong environment kan, because bebenda yg telah dishred tu akan di ambil oleh lorry recycle. Satu hari i cam bongok adventurous tak tentu pasal and try to shred some plastic cover...big mistake! 1, 2 ok, dia laju. Masuk 3, 4, 5 OK lagi, then it got stucked! I couldn't get the damn thing out or pushed it in. In the end kena pi hantar maintenance and the company kata sorry, spare parts dah takde and now ni shredder tu dok tersepuk kat jabatan menunggu pelupusan. Sib baik nama Cik Kiah tak naik dlm meeting. Another time, lepas berot-ot kat toilet, I tarik the tali nak pam and the handle came flying you! I try nak attach balik but attach to what? Whole damn thing came off! Kat floor ni ada satu toilet duduk, satu toilet cangkung. The toilet duduk tu le yg terdamage tu. La ni tengah tunggu org datang repair and pada sesapa yg still tak nak buat balancing act n mencangkung (termasuk saya, kenalah guna sistem curah. Seriously speaking, has the jarak between the two spots where you positioned your feet for mencangkung increased? Rasa payah benor kena mengangkang...or is it me yg dah tak supple lagi (i.e. temmo tadi kan..). Anyway, selepas ramai memperkatakan tentang phantom yg telah menconvertkan sistem perjambanan itu tadi kepada yg lebih kuno, terpaksa la Cik Kiah mengaku yg kitalah yg bertanggung jawab.....

But honestly speaking, i have nothing to do with the lift yg tengah rosak ni....

Weekly assignment

I feel like a school kid. i memang jenis yg menurut perintah. dari sekolah dulu memang i ni menggeruni cikgu2 and not the other way round like bebudak sekarang. kalau teacher cakap tahi cicak is tahi lembu i pun akan iyekan je. esah nak hapdate, i hapdate. btw, i'm listening to a lecture by the big boss, so im updating using my pda yg canggih saja nak bongkak sikit. so excuse my typo n the lack of commas etc. hambik kau, tak kosser cik kiah nak membega keypadnya.
siti left on saturday. a sad day for little d n yours truly sikit lg nak buat cerita hindustan. airmata keluar berjurai2. i dapat penggantinya but im not revealing whr i copet ths new girl. nanti kang tak pasal2 aku masuk lokap atau paling kurang pun tak diserve di kantin tempat kerja i.

sometimes in our lives hidup kita disentuh oleh seseorg. in my case siti is the person. she was with us for only 21/2 mths. she cant clean house well. kalau pampers bebudak boleh kumpul satu bakul kat atas rumah pun dia tak buang ke tong sampah lagi. mg cakap sampah depan mata pun dia tak nampak. pokok bunga mg pun sempat dia terbunuh 2-3 jenis. but she was a godsent..she came when i tengah demam2 pening cari org nak jaga anak lepas bibikku lari. she smiles a lot didnt talk back soft spoken n best of all she genuinely loves the kids. apasal la kakak dia nak kena kawin pulakkan? kenapa dia nak kena balik kan? sorry this is meghoyan talking.

on a more cheery note the kids kenduri went ok. banyak lah sedara mara dtg. speaking of makcik2 ni adalah sorang ni cukup tak setuju that i dont use a buai to put babyx to sleep. masa pi beraya rumah dia pun dah mengomel kat i... bila babyx terjaga after only an hours sleep dia cakap haa..itula tak berbuai..budak tak lena. and uols, dia cakap sampai terjuih2 mulutnya. i malas le nak melayan dgn semua statistics budak jatuh buai otak bergoncang syndrome or whatever syndrome and tah hapa2 lagi..plus kalau nak berjalan takkan nak hangkut gak buai tu like what si baung has to do...n malas jugak i nak cakap si baby x tak lena tidur pasal kenduri kan..org bising. sabar je la! tapi kalau hati masih panas sampai next year take note mg i tak nak gi beraya rumah dia. jangan nak paksa2 i.

random thoughts
1. i think scarle*t johanwhatever has big boobs and bum ..matila lesbo erotica!
2. kim k@rdashian puts on too much makeup..mata n bibir sama2 garang. its a no no kan ...kena refer to our inhouse makeup artist
3. big boss aku vontotnya is too bulat..for a guy.
4. kim0r@ lee simm0ns punya rings around her neck mengasyikkan i..what is happenning to me??
5. im sooo good at multitasking.

OKla please put commas capital letters etc. wherever necessary.

Intermission

Siti is leaving for good next week. Maid agent called up MG and told him that we won't be getting a replacement (to replace the one that ran away) until December. Oh my...the future looks bleak.

This thing called marriage

I'm on leave today. For the past 3 days, i have lost my voice. The last 2, totally. I don't have any sore throat..i lost my voice due to constant coughing. I had no ache in my throat to remind me not to speak so whenever i wanted to no sound came out and i am completely frustrated and flustered. I have to resort to whispering and most of the times sign language, and obscene ones sometimes at my friends if they are too slow to undertand what i was trying to say. At other times i carry with me some pieces of paper and pen..On Monday night, i surrendered and asked MG to take me to the dr's for the wonder drug prednisolone. I underestimated my asthma, when it was my turn to see the dr an hour later, i could hardly speak and was immediately put on the nebuliser. Obviously the good dr reprimanded me for waiting for my turn patiently when i should have just notified his assisstant pronto to bé 'gassed'. Tapi kita ni tak biasalah nak potong2 queue ni...i forgot to inform the dr that my phlegm has turned green since i had no fever..so the next day, apalagi self prescribed sendirilah antibiotics kat tempat kerja. (betul ke ni DBI oi?) Since tak boleh bercakap ni, it seems pointless le nak dtg kerja kan? Tak boleh nak mengajar, clients tak boleh jumpa...Itulah sebabnya why i'm at home today...selain dpd nak berfoya2 cari benda yg kurang for my daughters' aqiqah (PIL yg sponsor, buat kat rumah diaorg). Not to mention ada perjumpaan desperate hoswipes petang nanti..oops!

Speaking of cerita sensasi yg telah diulas pun oleh gossip columnist jemputan kita, what more to say about it kan? Like always there are two sides to every story. The guy might say my wife doesn't understand me, bila balik asyik nak bergaduh je, so i pun bosan and lebih baik tak balik langsung ke rumah (with 3 kids i sure hope the wife has good family support or a ferrari of a maid to mind those kids. I'd be lost if MG doesn't help me with the kids, kalaupun setakat nak mengagah si Baby X while i sikat rambut Melly). But oops too bad, one of those nights yg i opt to tidur (kut la) kat office, i tak sedar yg one of my employees (yg muda genit bergetah and at that age i'm sure quite impressionable esp. si Jantan itu kacak and successful pak polisi on tv lak tu) masih belum balik lagi. And nesti ada org yg sakit hati and nak aniaya kitaorg maka kitaorg pun tertangkaplah walaupun dalam keadaan (masih) kering....talk about sheer bad luck. So wife, please forgive me, i tinggalkan rumah, bukannya apa..i just need sometime on my own to think (and check out other óptions').

Obviously the woman akan sakit hati...ooo...kata takde apa2 tup tup kena tangkap. Dah tu boleh suruh aku consider the b*&^% punya feelings pulak bila nak buat decision. Hah! Ambik ko, aku saja bagi reporter ikut aku biar seantero Malaya (dan Twickenham) tahu what a lying piece of s%&* you are. (Can you imagine tengah mengandung laki tak balik rumah, kita dengar gossip2 liar ....you know yg lebih teruk daripada memberi pompuan lain tumpang keta while your heavily pregnant wife had to drive 80+km to work and back (ooops..sorry ni dah masuk ke kisah rumahtangga lain)..then lepas bersalin where your hormones yg tengah dlm pregnancy at the peak and pas tu jatuh berdebuk laki still tak balik rumah...mana tak mengoyan makcik tu!

For all that is worth, i'm sure at one point in time those two were so much in love like many other couples who got married. The first 6 months may be bliss, 2 tahun masih cintan2 lagi, then masuk kesekian tahun, husband and wife may talk less and less until they become like two strangers/acquaintances living under the same roof. For a while when the first kid arrived, the couple may find/rekindle a common bond that they may share..pas tu bila anak masuk dua, tiga, benda2 yg di share tu jadi mundane, same old same old. Yg lelaki may try to find hiburan kat dlm/luar rumah...from things as innocent as golf to psp. Tapi ada pulak yg suka nak meluahkan gundah gulana dlm rumahtangga kat internet chatting or chatting kat officemates yg sudi mendengar (biasanya pompuan2 yg suka nak mendengar ni)....Pas tu macam terperasan kononnya officemate tu is a good listener with many other attributes yg bini aku takdelah! Among others, i'm sure the 'good listener' is not clad in baju kelawar, bau belacan or muntah budak. First the mind will start to stray, pas tu lama2 tak tau apalagi yg akan stray..

I'm no expert to comment apatah lagi nak bagi nasihat dalam hal2 rumahtangga ni...kena tanya org yg dah lama kawin and masih stay married for whatever reason. It could be as simple as í'm so used to his snores at night that if he was not around the world would seem so quiet'..mana le tau, kan?

Recently, one of the top guy in my field ditched his wife (pasal taknak bermadu kot) for a younger woman yg buat apprenticeship kat tempat dia. That woman is half his age and mengikut sumber2 terdekat yg boleh dipercayai, the other woman is a plain jane, takde gaya2 perampok suami org or perosak rumahtangga..and we would like to know why kan? After being married for 25years + baru tu ke the guy realised that ada sesuatu yg tak kena dalam hidup dia? For him to leave his wife and strain his relationship with his children (i'm sure)..ataupun he has lost something important to him along the way and he wanted to get it all back for e.g. konket 3-4 kali seminggu which maybe the ex-wife tak kosser dah? Only him knows the answer to that..

Recently also, a female friend of mine commented that we like to moan about our husbands....kalau dengar cerita macam takde satu pun yg positive. It made me think...the only two friends of mine yg selalu puji melangit laki diaorg are widows, both husbands died young at the age of 35. I guess that dah menjadi lumrah manusia, we won't appreciate something/someone until org tu dah takde depan mata kita. How true..