this HOw the story goes...
juz This evening,we (me and my fams) went
to my cousin's wedding in kl....
hmmm...i wud put it this way...not actually a wedding yet...
as the wedding is tomorrow...this one i wud say as part of the
preparation for the wedding..like malay says.."malam berinai"...
so, the reason we're going is that just to show the courtesy
and pay some respects to the family thru helping out by lending
our hands for the preparation..(where people used to do back
then during this type of ocassion)plus we are the nearest
relative who lives nearby (most of the realativesare from jb)..
so, off we go to segambut, kl..
on our way there, i in a first place did not know
what will be the "aturcara" of the day (this one was before i
knew that tonite is only the "berinai" session) .
according to my father,the nikah ceremony will be held tonight..
as to honour the night, we were FORCED to wear baju kurung..
after leaving the house a few miles away..
we decided to call our "makngah" just to make a comfirmation
about the "atucara"..
to my surprise,the nikah ceremony will be held tomorrow
morning instead of tonight......adehhhh...
so why in the world, are we wearing baju kurung...
as i foresee that we'll only be washing the dishes as what
we always did before as to help out...i wud rather
prefer more casual attire..t-shirt and jeans maybe..
arhhh...sudahhhh...
me and my sisters looked at each other with the look
of dissatisfaction..and i on behalf of them, brave enough
speak in anger to my father to return back home just for
the sake to change our clothes to more "appropriate" one..
well,it was just another average spontaneous strategy that
i could think off at that time which i wanted to convey
to my father...and deep in my heart i just knew
that it isn't working out...what a waste...muahahhahhaha...
we were in despair at that particular moment, until the
father slowly open his mouth saying things that made us
stumbled and speechless for the very first time...he said...
"abah suka tengok anak2 abah pakai baju kurung...manis jerrr...
sopan, sedap mata memandang...kalo selalu pakai macam ni
kan bagos..apa salahnyer pakai baju kurung..
lagipon kan nak jumpa atok"
for a few seconds...we looked at each other again...
but now we smiled..it sounded so sincere AND it touches
our hearts.. i guess...it was so softly spoken..
as we would take that as compliments..and suddenly all
the "despairness" about the baju kurung went away...
(muhahahha...baju kurung pon jadi isu)
it is not everyday that u used to hear that kind of saying
from ur father...well at least for me...
i wud wear the baju kurung everyday if that could pleased
my very own father..rather than pleasing others..
what else can he ask more...and what MORE can i complaint....
AS HE THE ONLY FATHER IN THE WORLD I EVER HAD....
P/S: neither a good child nor obedient, im definitely
not one of them
juz This evening,we (me and my fams) went
to my cousin's wedding in kl....
hmmm...i wud put it this way...not actually a wedding yet...
as the wedding is tomorrow...this one i wud say as part of the
preparation for the wedding..like malay says.."malam berinai"...
so, the reason we're going is that just to show the courtesy
and pay some respects to the family thru helping out by lending
our hands for the preparation..(where people used to do back
then during this type of ocassion)plus we are the nearest
relative who lives nearby (most of the realativesare from jb)..
so, off we go to segambut, kl..
on our way there, i in a first place did not know
what will be the "aturcara" of the day (this one was before i
knew that tonite is only the "berinai" session) .
according to my father,the nikah ceremony will be held tonight..
as to honour the night, we were FORCED to wear baju kurung..
after leaving the house a few miles away..
we decided to call our "makngah" just to make a comfirmation
about the "atucara"..
to my surprise,the nikah ceremony will be held tomorrow
morning instead of tonight......adehhhh...
so why in the world, are we wearing baju kurung...
as i foresee that we'll only be washing the dishes as what
we always did before as to help out...i wud rather
prefer more casual attire..t-shirt and jeans maybe..
arhhh...sudahhhh...
me and my sisters looked at each other with the look
of dissatisfaction..and i on behalf of them, brave enough
speak in anger to my father to return back home just for
the sake to change our clothes to more "appropriate" one..
well,it was just another average spontaneous strategy that
i could think off at that time which i wanted to convey
to my father...and deep in my heart i just knew
that it isn't working out...what a waste...muahahhahhaha...
we were in despair at that particular moment, until the
father slowly open his mouth saying things that made us
stumbled and speechless for the very first time...he said...
"abah suka tengok anak2 abah pakai baju kurung...manis jerrr...
sopan, sedap mata memandang...kalo selalu pakai macam ni
kan bagos..apa salahnyer pakai baju kurung..
lagipon kan nak jumpa atok"
for a few seconds...we looked at each other again...
but now we smiled..it sounded so sincere AND it touches
our hearts.. i guess...it was so softly spoken..
as we would take that as compliments..and suddenly all
the "despairness" about the baju kurung went away...
(muhahahha...baju kurung pon jadi isu)
it is not everyday that u used to hear that kind of saying
from ur father...well at least for me...
i wud wear the baju kurung everyday if that could pleased
my very own father..rather than pleasing others..
what else can he ask more...and what MORE can i complaint....
AS HE THE ONLY FATHER IN THE WORLD I EVER HAD....
MY BELOVED...OUR BELOVED ...
P/S: neither a good child nor obedient, im definitely
not one of them
