Not yet married.

As-salam =)

I am not yet married. But sort of engaged. In Islam, the moment the man express his thought to have her as his wife, the woman is considered to be engaged, even with no witness and writing. I have a story to share with you guys. We went to dinner just now. I really do not know how to dress tonight. I pull one of my unfolded long sleeve shirt out of my basket. I thought this baby blue would be nice, just the shirt is short. So, I thought of wearing it along with my skirt-attached pants to cover up my bottom. Okay, decided then. At the restaurant, hubby asks about what am I wearing? I knew it would come out. So, I explain myself of why I have the shirt worn with the pants to cover up my bottom and so on. Then he said, "Sayang, ini bukan seluar. Tapi legging." To cut short the conversation, I translated of the whole thing he said to the man version of talking (just so you know, man always talking indirectly :p) 

Legging is not pants and it looks sexy on me (Okay, since I gained weight. The tight are really showing. The curve is much obvious now!). But what he really means was, I am not suppose to wear that there, at least not to be matched with a short shirt. 

I get his point. InsyaAllah =) I am praying for that, to be more alert or aware about the way I dress and how I handle myself. I am assisting myself now to be a good wife later. Despite of most of thing I did, I try to look it on how a wife should do, should really behave herself.

InsyaAllah.

Like seriously, no guarantee.

As-salam

I was browsing through my albums of snapshot just now. Most things about me had changed. And some of it just vanished that I started to change into this much mature and grown up a.k.a adult. It’s not that I missed my old self, just I truly grateful to God to have lend me this opportunity to become His better servant :’(

I am grateful to have met him. He changed most things about me, lending his hands for my rise and my fall. I begin to remember about time when my sister and I had this conversation about how mother is truly grateful about me behaved and starting or deciding to have the hijab on. I did know that, just I don’t have a clue about how happy she became and truly grateful to Allah S.W.T.

I begin to wonder, what if things are not like this. Will I stop being a spoil brat at the age of 22? When would I be at the weekend? No idea.

I pray for things to turn well.

I still have the anger inside of me but it’s in control position that I starting to think clearly, most of time minus the ‘full moon’. Just, I can’t help it when it comes to ‘the third person’. I could lose control that I surely will slap or punch her and talk stupid out load and even could spits on her. Don’t try me because there’s no guarantee that I can feel my arms or control my body, like seriously.

But, whatever it is, I pray for it to not happen so that my bad habit will remains a secret until I graduated.

2006

2008 - Raya AidilFitri Jab. PJK IPGKTB

Willingly to wear hijab - 2008

2009 - Not even stylish

2010 - Family dinner

2011 - Present: Full time hijabers. InsyaAllah.

Pray for me.

Thanks.  

No room for prejudice.

As-salam =)

(This is what I wrote. Something about friendship 6 JAN 2012)

Sometimes, I wonder, did I know what's the meaning combinations of letter F, R, I, E, N and D? It pronouns as FRIEND, refer to somebody; anybody in life that be there for you most of times, or one at a time.

I have always ending my year or my semester with forgiving people and forgetting bad memories. Sometimes I forgot and slipping the good memories too. As years passed, I became more mature in the way I think and look at things, yet still need some adjustments on certain stages.

Year 2012, is one good year for me to restart of what I’ve been missing for one passed month; friendship. We so busy hating and talking bad about each other’s (sometimes, especially when peak hours). We blame one another, show sour faces, have prejudices, etc. I forgot about how close we were back then. Did you remember about how strong we stood, backing each other up on that night of orientation? It was lovely. And that’s what we’ve been missing throughout these years.

Fiza, Jenab, Mimosa and me, we went to Info Centre this late afternoon to online. We had this really great laugh. There is no room for hate and prejudices. Just us, FRIENDSHIP.

=)

I think I miss you guys more than ever. 

Me and Jenab at Raya 2009

OK, so childish! And even look like one (back at 2009)

One of my happy moment; be with my CHENTA and  BESTIZE

Where I wish things could stay

Cherish the moment together 

Back to a moment when there is only 'immaturity'

My sweet Zoela :)

Only us <3