Last week, Friday was my birthday. Nothing special for me, birthday means an addition to the number of my age, and to act carefully as a maturer person. So everything went as usual, also, to fulfill my gedikness, I did restricted my birthday showed in my fb profile, so only those who remembered did come dropped a wish. Actually I just forgot to unrestricted it back a day before my birthday. On my birthday, I realised, tapi dah malu nak buat correction huhu, so there went my un-fb-birthday.
But I did received few wishes, from my family, my husband, and some friends. Thank you very much.
As my birthday fell on winter, so there was no outing, it’s too cold, I prefer to stay at home after school.
So that night, abang came home quite late. I already knew that this thing would happened, it just waited for the right time, because abang had several times ‘terlepas cakap’ to celebrate my birthday his way. So he came home brought all he did said. Everything suppose a birthday girl receives, a small chocolate cake (enough for 3), a birthday card, and an Ipad 2 (ok this is not every birthday girl’s)
Abang chose pink for everything, the card, the Ipad 2 cover, as if I am really a pink addict. I am not so actually.
Except for the word worship, everything was perfect!
Suamiku yang gigih mengambil cop tangan bayinya. I know how hard it took, because knowing Aqeef to get his palm stamp is harder than to get Maher Zain’s autograph. His hand never sleep!
The Ipad 2, inclusive Aqeef’s camwhore as wallpaper.Thank you abang.
Time ni baby ni merajuk dah sebab lama duduk atas booster seat tapi mommy belum bagi kek lagi.
Dapat kek terus senyap. He knows that before eating he has to recite prayer, but he has no idea that we should not eat using both left and right hands.
So thank you abang for celebrating my birthday, thank you Aqeef for coming into mommy’s life and make it wonderful, thank you to my family and friends for the warm wish, thank you mama for giving birth to me, sacrifice every thing for her stubborn daughter, thank you ayah for rising me up, until I become who I am today and next, and most of all thank you Allah for this bounty of sweet life.Alhamdulillah masih diberi nikmat bernafas di atas dunia.