Trip To Jakarta Bandung - Part 2

Ni part 2 lak hai... hehehehe

citer ttg journey part 2 ni mehla aku summary skit

Hari ke 2 - masa lepas balik dr Pasar Baru... petang aku dh balik....
Mak Aiiii... serius Malaysia better... sbbnya...bayangkan ekkk...
supir kitaorg park kat tingkat atas sekali kat Pasar Baru tu
kitaorg call kata nk siap2 balik sbb duit dah abis shopping....so balik la tk reti2??
masa tu baru kul 4.30ptg.. dgn the whole building tu blackout....bukan sekali ok bergelap
4 kali!!!! scarry sekali masa naik lift !!! OMG....terhenti lift sama jek terhenti degup jantung..masa tu pk mcm2
tapi sbb kitaorg ni mmg penakut...so tpaksa la tuwun dr tingkat 4 tu ikut tangga... dgn jayniell tido...

Laki aku dh sememangnya sakit belakang....makin sakit di buatnya
( tu sbb muncung dia aku rasa lagi panjang dr Burung Babgau dah....panjang gilerrrrr )

bab keluar dr bangunan satu hal...
tunggu supir tu keluar pusing balik fecth kitaorg kat depan banggunan Pasar Baru tu satu hal....
satu jam sehhhh!!! aku ngan mak ayah aku..ngan laki aku... dok bersidai kat depan Pasar Baru tu
macam hapa jek!!! nk sambung shopping duit dh licin lincau...
( pelik gak...hapa tah yg aku beli )

terpaksala tungguuuuuuuu smpila supir tu ambik kitaorg...
smpi hotel penat tk hengat...
hubby aku tk mandi terus baring....dia dah sah2 sakit belakang teramatla tu
ubat dh la terlupa nk angkut...sian diaaaa
masam jek sepanjang hari
mlm dlm kul 7 mlm baru kitaorg keluar...destinasi seterusnya Kartika Sari ..beli Brownies yg famous tu

hem...duit dah tinggal nyawa2 ikan...nk g makan lagi...nk g jalan kat jakarta lagi
so beli ala kadar jek....suwuh supir tu bwk g makan kat tpt yg sedap skit
ambik ko...dia bwk g kedai Sunda ..masakan dia sgtla tk sedap ...sgtttt manis
pluss damn mahal.....
( per jadah mkn tah hapa2 smpi IDR398 ribu rupiah!!!!)
paling tk thn tgk menu dia...ada tulis

"Kodok masam manis, Kodok masak asam, Kodok Pedas"
aku bleh tanya...

"Kodok ni apa ya???"
dia pun jawab...

"yg terbang2...lompat2 tu..."

Ya Allah..... mmg terkejut ...nk buat camne...terpampang kat sign luar tu
"Chinese Muslim Food" apala Indon ni...makan kodok halal ke???
mlm balik tekak dah kembang2 huhuhuhu....

Tu citer hari ke 2... hari ke 3 lak...bangun pagi2... terus btolak g jakarta
sampai2 jakarta tau2la...jam tk hengat..
(KL still ok lagi)

Mak aku lak sian kat dia...all the way to Jakarta dia pening kepala sgt2
Muntah2 non stop...paling teruk masa tgh jammed teruk kat Jakarta
smpi kat Jakarta... check in... sekali lagi boring.....
takleh nk g mana2 sbb mak aku tk sihat

Laki aku sukala...senyum smpi ke telinga....
peluang diala nk rehat...dia baring semahu2nya dlm bilik
petang tu...kul 4 baru keluar g Mangga 2
OMG...tempat apakah ini????
Macam Pertama Kompleks kat KL....
tambah muncungla hubby aku
aku pun tarik mukala sbb rasa buang masa pegi tempat2 macam tu
pastu...benda yg aku nk tkde pun
at last belila benda merapu2 kat situ
smpi duit dlm wallet dh tinggal berapa jek....

Malam balik hotel...masuk bilik mandi....
keluar bilik lepak dgn member aku nyer kawan
( agent tolong carikkan maid utk gantikan maid aku)
lepak2...gantuk...tkde hapa nk buat...
balik bilik tido
Esok aktiviti lepak hotel gak
Breakfast jap

Pastu lepak swimming pool ngan anak aku n adik aku
kul 11.30 dah kemas2 nk balik...call cab
on the way g airport....
dah balik Malaysia....tk best kan ??? bosan gilerrrrrrrr

TAMAt ahaks....

Ni nk citer skit.... masa ni Jay dah Ting Tong dlm Flight

Bayangkan..( sila bayangkan ..sila sila)........................

Dia poo poo masa dlm flight... pastu cuaca lak teruk

kapal terbang mcm keling mabukkk aku dah pening dah

tetiba...."uweeeekkk....uweeekkkkk"... cuba teka

Jayniell muntah terbelahak dlm flight...tgh tu

dahla masa tu flight attendance tgh jual segala makanan

kowang bygkan penumpang lain tgk kitaorg macamana???

Huwaaaaaaaaaa..... aku bersihkan...lap2 muka dunno jek

baut muka sardin cap ayam selagi boleh walaupun malu

pastu...g toilet lak settlekan bisness jayniell dlm toilet

dahla toilet sekangkang kera...haissshhhhhh dugaan tul...

Sila tgk gambar Jay???? Toya jek kan....

Ni ialah swimming class bersama Dugong Ayien n Tenuk Jinnis

hahahahar....session ni yg aku rasa kami enjoy instead of shopping

sbb session ni tk kluar duit.... shopping abis duit...

Mencik kena swimming dgn specs...aku lupa bwk goggle aku

ttinggal dlm keta Naza aku kat Msia...hisshhhhhh

kalau tk pki specs nanti aku langgar dinding swimming pool lak

sbb serius aku rabun tahap gaban....buruk lak pki specs dlm pool

Cantik kan view pool..tu jek yg rasa cam best....

Marvelous pool dia..atas atap beb!!! serius kagum

(walaupun hotel ni dlm dia mcm hotel ayam....)

aku baca review dlm internet..kadang2 kalau ada event

siap ada pelayan fully naked layan kat tepi kolam ni

hahahahar... so malam masa stay kat situ ...berdebar2

siap excited nk tgk pool dia kot2 ada event tu

sekali tgk kosong daaaaa...melepas En Jin nk tgk ayam togel

hahahahhaar...tapi serius hotel ni not bad...murah jek

semlm RM170

Tamat sesi tayang gambar di kolam renang....

jgn intai yg lain2 key... ( apsal laki aku suka sexy2???)

aku ni yg berenang muslimah sungguh...tutup semua

(sbbnya baju renang sexy aku dh muat wakakakaka)

Ni sesi bgambar mcm owang giler

semementara tunggu kwn Jinnis borak psl maid

Ntah ... aku bukan paham...depa cakap dlm bahasa indon

Mummy...pandang sinilaaaa

Model of the year...Jayniell...

Cakk...Mummy!... serius nampak cantik lak meja belakang tu

walaupun lobi dia ada ayam2 sexy di tepi ... serius daring

aku siap cubit2 laki aku suwuh jgn pandang sana

Muka bukan cikai2 k...mcm Rossa ada..Mcm Acha ada..

Mcm Pan Asian pun ada.... buat bedah botoks apa

Ok...sila zooooom di belakang Jay

Kat situla Ayam Sexy yg aku cakap tu.... dia tgh tunggu

kot2 ada tk sapa2 yg nk masuk club tu... FYI

hotel ni ada strip tease nyer show... WOW!!!

hehehehehe..sila jgn mgatal ekkk aku tkkan benarkan

sbbnya ... kalau laki aku masuk..abis??aku nk tgk jek dia masuk....

hahahar...padan muka ... (sbbnya aku yg beriye2 nk masuk...

sbb nk tgk apa , macamana, best tak show2 tu tapi laki aku kata bahaya...jgn laa)

so...bayangkan jekla walaupun kowang tk nmpk ayam2 sexy yg aku

citer tu ehhehee ...serius kabur gambar2 tu...... =P

Ni clear skit.... ceh...buat2 ambik gambar kwn Jinnis

Nila agent maid tu.. aku tak paham bijik butir dia citer apa...

yg aku tau...aku nk dia tolong carikkan...ASAP

sebelum Ema balik huhuhu...will gone miss her

Cantik gak Lobi hotel ni waktu malam ekkkk

aku bosan giler.... ingat best suasana mlm

rupanya yg best tu dlm club tu..kat luar biasa jek

( takkan aku nk hangkut Jay masuk sekali semata2

nk tgk dlm club tu...giler ke hapa???)

Ni member Jinnis baru smpi....

Agent...agent maid hahahahhahar

Ni bilik setelah kami dah sepah2kan...Giler sepah

okla...cuma sempit skittt ..nk gerak mcm payah skit

View bilik air dia...cantik gak...modern style

cuma pelik apsal letak langsir plastik ni???

tk de fungsi beb....air lecah gak.......

Gambar bilik bersama modelnyaaaa

Cantik gak hotel ni kan???????

Nila bilik dlm hotel ni

Nama hotel ni

Spark Hotel, kat Jalan Mangga besar

apatah...mcm dekat dgn Mangga dua

tapi jauh sebenarnya....tapi best sbb dekat main road

Air welcome drink...ni baru sampai la ni

nampak tk ada air tu??? okla service dia

cuma check in time lembab skit

Ni gambar mak aku dh pening muntah2

serius dia tk berapa sihat hari tu... sian dia

all the way vomit smpi satu plastik penuh

tk best kan jalan2 pastu pening......

Pening yg smpi rasa nk tumbuk muka owang lain

heheheheheh...nway nasib baik lepas dh tido dia ok balik

Ceh...laki aku berlakon kengkonon penatlaaaa

cessss... tk de makna....

okla...citer dah abisss...g sambung tgk blog lain lak....

Serius tak dapat bayangkan next trip kitaorg feb tahun depan....

kali ni aku angkut semua ...maid aku..kembar aku...

mak ayah aku, adik aku.... emmmmmm mmg kalut nnt

aku rasa smpi sana nnt aku kena sewa bas.. ada ke service sewa bas kat Langkawi??

hehehehe...sila bayangkan....

I wish our dreams become true!!!!! Starexxx..apsal ko mahal sgt!!!!

Trip to Bandung Jakarta part 1

Boleh di kira berapa lama daaa aku tk update blog aku ni ngeh ngeh ngeh...asyik dok baca blog owang jek hik hik hik
Citer ni dah lama basi ...tapi nk gakla aku share gambar2 yg tkde bermakna sgt dgn geng2 bloggers yg lain... hahahahar...of coz kali ni nyer trip was without our beloved twins...
(boleh ekkk main tinggal2 camtu ahaks)

Kalau kowang tanya aku laaaa
"best ke tk jenjalan di Bandung?????"

DAMN BOWING N MEMBAZIR!!!!!

Why??? below are amongst the reason yg aku rasa aku nk share dgn kowang
1.trip 4 hari 3 mlm... arrive kat airport jakarta...smpi kul 11 pagi...dah terkocoh2 g Bandung...
sampai Bandung kul 4 ptg...pusing2 carik hotel.. check in bagai.... rest sat...janji dgn supir kul 5.30 ptg.... tup2...eh???dah gelap?????? Best???rugi dh 1 hari....
keluar jalan carik branded outlet sampai kat Jln Dagoh dlm kul 6.45 ptg gittew... jalan sana...jalan sini...baru 4 kedai aku jalan muka hubby aku dah panjang mcm muncung burung bangau....huhuhuk....tpaksa ajak mak ayah aku balik...g mkn mlm kat kedai tk best...pastu balik hotel tido...
BEST KE?????

2.2nd day bgn pagi2 jalan g Chempelas kengkonon.....damn tk best??? apa la yg diaorg kata Chempleas ni best sgt Oh NO!!! aku plak tarik muka masam...jalan sana...jalan sini...pegi Rumah Tas, G Rumah MODE ( yg ni jek best), g mkn tgh hari...eh??dh petang?? rush g Tanah Abg....
Smpi Tanah Abg...laki aku masam lagi...dia siap cakap tk best!!!! Tersepit beb!!!! Mak ngan Ayah aku nk jalan...laki aku nk balik hotel... aku????ntahla...nk kerat bdn jadik dua boleh??? Atlast...tk survey pun kedai kain...randomly pick satu kedai...beli 6-7 psg kain cotton...pilih ala kadar jek...pastu blahhhhh....Uwwaaaaa!!!! sungguh tk best....

3.Tpt2 kat Bandung hanya best kalau pegi dgn owang2 yg best...sbb aku pegi dgn Laki aku....dia tk suka shopping...semua tempat jadik tak best!!!!!!!! damn tk best!!!!

begitula summary dari trip tk best ku ini...kalau nk best...jom g pompuan2 jek...sure HEAVEN!!!

oKLA....MEH AKU SHARE GAMBAR2 KAT SANA EKKKK

















Ni kat Aston Bandung Jln Braga...okla hotel ni...not bad
Sbb dia studio 2 bilik so boleh aku dgn mak ayah aku dok sekali....
Breakfast kat sini mmg superb!!!
Tapi mcm biasala...mak aku complaint mcm2..
hotel ni tk bestlaaa, hotel ni kecikla...tk cantiklaaaaa
isk....sgt tensen asyik terima complaint jek ok!!!

















Dr pandangan sisi...Tpt kitaorg breakfast.....

















Ni pandangan waktu petang kat swimmingpool.... Adik ngan anak aku excited...tapi
No no no...kita nk shopping k...no swimming2!!!!

Aksi tah hapa2 nk snap gak sbb takde masa nk bergambar masa lain

Apsal adik aku Korek idung????eiiiiiii Sgt tk bagus tau!!!!

Cak lempong kot...sibuk nk interfrem masa diaorg tgh main alat muzik ni atlast gambar aku tk ready....( kureng asam tul lakiku)

Bersungguh2 mamat ni main.......

Nila view dlm hotel Aston Bandung yg dah kami terjah....

mcm2 aksi...hahahhar....

Tu jek...gambar2 lain ketika bshopping???berjalan???

Mmg tkde sbb laki aku malu nk snap....almaklumla

kamera aku sgttttla daifffff ...plaster sana sini..

tak tahan siap kena ikat dgn getah tuuu ahaks.....

sapa yg penah tgk kamera aku sila jgn senyum ekkk jgn.....aaahhhh kan

dah basah lagi!!!!

Update anak2 aku yg semakin membesar

Lama sungguh aku tk bergiat aku tk bergiat aktif berblogging ni
aduhai...
satu) maybe sbb bz sgt
dua) emmmm...sbb mcm dh tk berapa pasti...ada ke owang yg baca blog ku ini???
tiga) aku selalu ketinggalan event2 mak2 ayam...so aku rasa guilty giler...sbb tk sempat lgsg komen blog diaorg...

jgnkan jengah...nk jeling blog diaorg semua mmg tk sempat...
so...bersawang abuk segala atuk nenek kotoran la blog aku yg satu ni

Emm hari ni baru ada mood update..
so..utk tk menghampakan kengkawan ku di alam blogging ni
nila antara gambar terkini anak2 aku yg aku sempat nk share ngan kowang
fyi, anak2 aku dah besar2 .. dah semakin naughty tk hengat...n of coz..umah aku dah umpama nursery
nk tgk umah aku suci, bersih kemas terjaga ..teratur segala serba serbi....
JGN MIMPI...!!!!

Adatla kan ..anak2 ramai hehehe (alasan utk tidak mengemas umah pun yea gak)
Kla...enjoy view da pics.. sgt2 naughtykan wajah2 kesayangan hamba ini...eiii
Lets the pics tell you the story...
malas nk elobrate

Citer sedih tahap dewa lapan

Aku nk share dgn u alls story ni...
Sgt2 menyentuh hati seh...
Pepagi lagi aku dah teresak2 depan pc kat opis...sbb baca citer ni
Serius... giler seidh...

Macam sapa tah tulis...Sharing is Caring....
Sila2 la baca n nangis sesama ekkkk

4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.

There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftover, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.

With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all I heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!

Boy was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:

"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn’t anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet; hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles.. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."

At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son’s room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.


A year has passed since the episode; I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten.. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.

However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son’s absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show’ organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....

Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!

Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the Christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day’s work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ‘I’m sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.

His answer, amidst his sobbing, was: The letters were for Mummy.
My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: "But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: "I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."

After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.....

I told my son, "Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldn’t help opening the letter before they turn to ash.

And one of the letters broke my heart....
Dear Mummy,

I miss you so much! Today, there was a ‘Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldn’t help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room.. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think.. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why haven’t you appear?

After reading the letter, I can’t stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....

For the females with children:

Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.

For the married men:

Drink less; smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business or clients.

Try thinking this way; are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? Or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable.

Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.

For those singles out there:

Beauty lies in loving yourself first.

With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.