Hehe..Happy ramadhan to all. Better late than never eh? This is my 3rd try. So please bare wif me ,my thoughts were broken. I cant seem to remember what I wrote in the past two days haha. Now my brain is occupied with my new cycle therapy which is so so "D*Mn" difficult.Huhu.And I have to endure another 18 days of the cycle.uhuk uhuk.Lets not talk about that particular subject.

Anyway this ramadhan,brings back a lot of memories from my childhood.As a rule,I do love the month of Ramadhan and the month after Ramadhan of coz ..la la la. Old habit dies hard. I still crossed every passing day on my break fast timetable just like what I usually did at home.The only thing is dad is not here to add footnote on the sheet.He normally wrote things like "Allah memberkati orang yang bersabar dan ikhlas dalam berpuasa" Well,I was hoping for the money of coz..ahahah..so zipzas!

In the evening,my dad n I,will roam the nearby bazaar ramadhan in Ampangan,Paroi and even Senawang.I love those outings with dad coz he never says NO in this month.I can just point and said "Yah,that thing sure looks nyam nyamla" or when he asked " Kak,nak ke?Agak2 da banyak ke kita beli?Nevermindlah,angah sure hepi.I think this is her favourite kan?" atau " You had bought enuff food to feed people dekat Palestin" at the same time paying for my Ayam percik.My mom was busy preparing the main dish at home, on the rare occasion when she did follow us [Usually both of my sisters were always "melepet" infront of the tv],our spending spree is restricted.Hi hi.

My daily spending at the bazaar usually consist of Ayam Percik,Kuih tepong pelita and kuew teow goreng without taugeh.My dad with his tauhu sumbat and air tebu. Mommy's fave food is Laksa.Angah :Kuih kelopong and whatever I bought I must buy in the set of three to avoid "percakaran wanita2 di bulan ramadhan". Awa my youngest sister,is kinda weird she loves kuih cakoi la..kuih kelopong la..all sort of kueh.As for haziq now that he had started fasting, I heard in the afternoon so near to Maghrib,he will go to the fridge and buka puasa himself n pretended like he did not..haha

Oh yeah,i kno where he got that trait from.Mebbe from me.LOLZ.When i was in Std 3,together wif my bestfren Rabiatul ,during recess we will go to the canteen [the canteen in my school was opened for Std One pupils but was a forbidden zone for those in the upper Years] mouselike straight to the water container and drink 3 or 4 cupfull.Then we wil recite the Salawat 20 times to appease our sin. After the salawat ritual we will continue fasting again.Ahahha.My class teacher was one generous lady,Pn.Sharifah she will hand out pocket money to those who fast during the whole month.During the presentation ceremony,she asked "Sapa pose penuh bulan ni?" .Rabiatul and I were silently debating at the back of the class wether our PUASA is considered full or not afterall we recited Salawat to Prophet Muhammad after our misdeed.[I knew I was wrong,but I soooooooooo sooooo want the money about rm15 i think] but in the end we decided the money if we took it will be haram.Yeay I am proud of myself.Ahahhaha..Fakru and Najihah did get the money *SiGh*

When I was even smaller,I live with my granny who stayed at my home.When the clock showed 5 o clock.I will start moaning saying I had a stomachace. My Uwan will then worry so much,she made me Milo or cucur.And the we will together clean the mess up.Mother will be angry if she found out I ate 2 hours before Maghrib. [Ha amik,uwan pon sama bersubahat...Al-Fatihah.Miss my grandma so much].My head was always full of ideas how to break my fast early. At one time,I changed the time in my kitchen faster by 30 minutes but the only glitch is I forgot my dad always use the TV to look at Beriteks [ala.yg tv tiga sediakan tu,tekan2 remote kat tv tu] and the time there was totally different from my house when he asked who changed the clock. I said nothing but I knew he knew it was me all along. Who else la kan?

And Of coz,my mum who is a careful planner had always bought our raya clothes early. One time I wore the supposedly baju raya to terawih underneath my telekong.All the girls at the masjid were jealous of my baju.But my mom never knew I wore them to the masjid because i continue wearing telekong to home,straight to my room,changed,and folded the baju again.Send them to my mother's cupboard at her supposedly secret hiding place.kehkehkeh


Me and my adik



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Well,how about u guys,any memory to share?

Love,Misteri alam yang terbongkar lena jadi sedar,
Nadrah