Dah makin kurang minat....

Blogspot is starting to test my VERY thin patience.

Therefore, with a SOOOO not heavy heart, I'm stopping my ramblings here.

And following Lady Marko's footsteps, I'm starting my ramblings here pulak.

Feel free to change the URL...


If you feel it's worth it lah. Hihi.

My Hubba Bubba Night

Laaarriiikkkkkk!!

Cop cop!! Bentiiii!!

MY drink.. got me the glass too..

His and her drinks. Nampak perbezaannya? From the glass pun dah tau who's the boss.. nyehnyeh..

Our appetizer - Cajun Shrimp

My main course - Bourbon Street Barramundi.

His main course. Tak hengat apa ke nama. Consist of rice, bread and broth. Kalau tau nak makan ni je, bawak mamak sudah! Hmph!

His complimentary birthday ice cream cake. Memalu nak tiup lilin kunonnnnn... But his face, priceless!!

Perangai!!!

Tele-conversation with Ibu Adam at 1130 this morning...


Ibu Adam: Buat apa? Makan ke?

Me: Tengah nak carik makanan la nih. Hikhik.

Ibu Adam: Macam setan!! Kau kat mana ni bising2 nih?

Me: Kat Avon. Tengah membeli belah.

Ibu Adam: Ewah ewaahhhh.. tak keja kau?

Me: Keja. Biasa aa.. ari Jumaat kan ari mengular.

Ibu Adam: Sejak bila kau keja gomen ni? Kol 1130 dah mengular!!

Me: Sapa kata aku kuar mengular dari kol 1130. Aku kuar kol 930 tadik okaaayyy!! Nyehnyeh.

Ibu Adam: Macam cilakaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! Hoh!! Dah tu, nak carik makanan la nih?

Me: Ha tu ah.. lapo nih. Ujan lebat lak tu kat sini. Makan apa aa?

Ibu Adam: Tu mekdi drive thru. Aku kan.. everytime lalu mekdi drive thru tu mesti teringat cite dajal kita bertiga gi tapau sampai 3 set kat mekdi time bulan pose dulu.

Me: KITA bertiga?!!! Aku kau Jazabelle ke?

Ibu Adam: Ha laaaa... Masa tu kau dok ngan makcik kau lagik kat Subang. Dah dah.. jangan nak ngatakan kau lupa!!

Me: Eh aku ingat bab aku ngan Jazabelle manjang gi drive thru Subang nun tapi aku tak ingat kau ada...

Ibu Adam: Ada!! Masa tu kita nak gi shopping tapi blom berjalan dah kekunon penat. Gi drive thru beli sampai 3 set makan dalam keta. Kungajo kaannnn.. Mesti budak kat mekdi tu cakap, hamboih sampai tiga2 period at the same time...




Tsk tsk.. anak sapaaaaa la niiiii...

My Love & Hate Rship with TraxxFM

My ex boyfriend this morning pulled a prank on me. I'm soooo going to kill him when I see him next I tell you!!


Being a radio deejay gave him the full authorities to jerk me around even when we were seeing each other. He would simply call me up in the morning during his morning show and asked me something and casually said, ok... you are going on air in 5 secs. STAY ON THE LINE!! Like a%&holeeee!!!


Macam this morning lah!!


When I saw TraxxFM on my hp screen, I knew it must be him. He asked me what do I know about bubur lambuk. I said, errr nothing because I don't like bubur lambuk. SUPERB, he said. You're going on air as our expert. And I'm giving you marvellous dinner voucher ok sweetheart..


And that was it lah. Duduk la I tunggu to be on air. And here was our conversation:


TraxxFM: Soooo here's our professional to talk about bubur lambuk. What is bubur lambuk?

Me: It's a porridge?

TraxxFM: Ohh yessss, of course... that explains a LOT!! And what is lambuk?

Me: I KNEW you're going to ask that. It's... LEMBEUK (gila mengalahkan mat saleh aku pronounce nih)

TraxxFM: *laughed* What's in bubur lambuk?

Me: Ok.. I don't fancy bubur lambuk but I know it has chicken in it, some daun-daun bawang I guess.. and oh oh! they only do it during Ramadhan.

TraxxFM (Nigel): Oh.. only in Ramadhan haa... and....

Me: And DON'T ask my why!!

TraxxFM (Nigel): Ookkaaayyyy... that stops my next question then. *laughed*



I don't know whether I got that voucher or not because my ex never called me back after that but who cares. I'm sure they had a good time making fun of me now. YIDIOT!!



Oh oh... they sempat warned me no vulgar words on air. Hehe. They knew me too well lah.

My bits and pieces

For someone who doesn't even know what is daun kesum but brave enough to cook ayam asam pedas last saturday to feed 5 fasting people, I'd say, either I was delusional thinking that I somehow miraculously inherited Chef Wan's hands OR I was just being ambitiously stupid. Hek.


Ya puan-puan. Yours truly cooked. And bukan takat ayam goreng ok. AYAM.ASAM.PEDAS. Owh ada desert lagik tu. Mak buat bubur jagung gituh. Don't ask what's got into me tetiba je nak memasak. My amma punye terkejut, dari dia berbaring-baring memalaskan diri bole terus terduduk staring at me like I was possessed by hantu kuali and asked me repeatedly, "ye ke awak nih nak masak asam pedas nih?!!! yeke nih?!! ye..ke...?!!"


For a first timer dalam bidang memasak asam ni kan, I'd say ok la. The result wasn't too bad. No one complaint cirit birit after that. My cousin said I should cook more often and NO, I did NOT pay her to say that. If you knew me well enough, I DON'T believe in paying people to compliment me (kedekut sebenonya takmo kasik duit nyehnyeh). But of course. During that approximately 15 mins of cooking, I continously harrassing amma.. "AMMMAAAAA!! kunyit ngan serai ni tumbuk skali ke?!!!" "AMMMAAAA!! ni daun kesum nak masuk seme ke?!!!" "AMMMAAAA!! ni air asam jawa ni ok ke cenggini?!!!" Begitu lah keadaannya dapo di Ampang punye la kecoh nampak sangat baru first time memasak. Hik.


Bab bubur jagung tu, mak tutup mata je masaknya. Tu favourite mak. Lagikpun takat campak santan, daun pandan, keledek, sagu bijik, jagung tin ngan gula melaka apa ke susah benaunya kan.


Cukup la untuk bulan ni ye puan-puan. Moga bertemu lagik kita di bulan Ramadhan akan datang untuk upacara memasak seterusnya.


Nak ngatakan aku nak masak lagik memang mintak la hampun!!!


****


Last Sunday was Chief's birthday. Since he took me out for a lavish dinner on my birthday, I thought I'd returned the favour lah. But a bit extravaganza sket from my side. Dinner at Bubba Gump and foot spa at his favourite place in CentrePoint this coming weekend.


Should get me a fat bonus this year.


*grin*

MEAN

Now do we stay together cause we're scared to be alone?
We got so used to this abuse, it kinda feels like home
But my baby I, just really wanna know

How did we get so mean?
How did we just move on?
How do you feel in the morning when it comes
and everything's undone?


(Pink - Mean)

Can we just STOP being mean? Aren't you tired?

Happy Fasting!!!

Today is my first day of puasa. Owh I'm going to miss my 'tasting' duty now. *matilah berkat pose ilang dah*


I haven't done the IKEA meatball yet. Walaupun saya seorang yang tidak berpuasa dua hari pertama Ramadhan nih, saya adalah tetap pemalas yarabbi ye kengkawan. Alasan: "Maaaa... orang dah lama tak makan mama punye caru bakar cicah sambal kicap la.. sediiihhhh.. *diikuti cebik mata berair*. Kat sini orang makan pun tak tentu.. kekadang makan nasik dengan ikan goreng je sebab lauk seme tak bes la maa.."


Jawapan dari amma: Eleehhhhh.. tak makan kunon. Makan tak bes kunon. Gedebab jugak mama tengok awak ni haaaa!!!


Dan aku merajuk terus takmo masak. Hik.


I'll be spending my whole month of Ramadhan in Ampang. And because of that, this blog will have to be sitting idle for the whole month also sebab bila duduk Ampang, mak memang keras ketung takde cerita.



Selamat berpuasa everybody. Jadikanlah Ramadhan tahun ini lebih baik dari tahun lepas, insyaAllah.

Double standard macam haram!!

Last Saturday night, I attended a birthday party of a friend. Since the birthday girl was busy moving on and about greeting people, I sat with her mother and some of her aunties since I knew most of them. I realized something that night... I am GREAT with mothers. I know it sounds strange, but I somehow, miraculously knew what and how to touch their hearts. Which then made me wonder.. how can 'they' say I am never the girl they could bring back home when I can do wonders with their mothers?


But I digress.


Anyway, while sitting with the mother and aunties, one of the birthday girl's siblings came with the boyfriend, soon to be fiance. I guess it was the first time the guy made the appearance in front of the relatives because from where I was sitting, I heard the aunties asked the mother, "sapa dengan blurgh blurgh tu ooo boyfriieeennndddd keja mende haa tu je??"


That last sentence just made me sick!!


SERIOUSLY!!!


Enough with this double standard attitude laaa aunty-aunty oiiii. Yes she brings back bigger cheques than him monthly. Yes she holds bigger title than him. But who the fuck cares? If he's a "somebody", you think he gives a fuck about you haa aunty?? And another thing...


Who are YOU?!! Aku tak kenal pun kau!! Kau somebody ke aunty?!!!


It was my first time meeting the soon to be fiance too that night but I instantly liked him. He's soft spoken, treats her like a queen, treats her mother and father like they are the only human beings mattered to him that night, and despite of his burning temperature, he made the effort to smile and greet everyone. And you knew he was being sincere because it showed in his eyes when he looked at her and her parents.



And the way he looked at her that night, I rest my case lah.


We all may not know how it would turn out for them in 10 years time. Maybe, he got tired with her making bigger money than he is. Maybe he got tired of trying to prove to everyone that he's worth it. Maybe he would just give it up. But for the sake of HER, why can't you just pray for her happiness and hope for the best, regardless of whatever money they make?


Right now, they are so much in love with each other. Let's just pray that they would stay in love for as long as they live. Because really aunty!! Walaupun kau pakai gelang emas sebesau leher gajah kau tu dengan tudung ala-ala Siti Nurhaliza jambul tersembul, you are TOTALLY a nobody lah. Orang tak kenal pun kaaauuuuuuu!!!


Hah! Marah nih!!

They said...

...I showed them the real meaning of happiness and true love

...we have chemistry

...my energy and spontaneity always kept them on their toes

...my obsessions and possessions were the X-factor they could never explained

...my unconventional mind intrigued them

...I was the gem of their lives


but then,

...I was a wild child

...I was too westernized

...I was never the girl they could bring back home



And you wonder why I don't believe in love anymore?

Entry Bengang

I don't consider myself as a neat freak. Neat, yes. Freak, no. I don't sweep and mop the house everyday. I do it every Saturday. I wash the bathroom once a week too. I don't leave my unwashed mugs or plates for long. I throw the rubbish once in 2 days. I don't like seeing things, i.e mugs, newspapers, remote, shoe box bersepah-sepah in the living room.


So, when I looked for a housemate, I specifically wrote NEAT as the ONLY rule of the house. It's very important for me because as lazy as I am, I REALLY hate it coming back from work to a messy house.


Unfortunately, when you welcomed an unknown roomie to the house, you'd never know how neat they are even though they claimed they are a neat freak. One too many times now I came back only to see used mugs on the coffee table beside the telly. One too many times now I came back to see an unwashed rice cooker for days. Imagine the smell!! It drives me freaking nuts!!


Now, as most of you know, I am the only child in the family. So naturally, I don't like to nag because I don't have the experience of nagging to noisy siblings. Yes, I did kindly, in a cynical tone, reminding them about the unwashed rice cooker or the newspapers lying on the sofa for days. But like I said, I don't like to nag. And she's not 7 year old kid for God's sake!! Why do I have to repeat myself in being neat when she claimed herself to be a neat freak in the first place?!!


I don't mind cleaning up the house alone. I like cleaning up. It's my anti-depressent pill. I don't expect them to do the same but it's really frustrating to see the dirt just an hour after you cleaned things up.


We all work. We all get exhausted after a long day at work. But if you have the energy to cook or fix coffee for yourself, what is another 7 seconds to wash it up? What is another 5 seconds of putting the dvd back in it's casing? Hah? HAAHHH?!!!


Haih.


My amma is right lah. I memang kena duduk sorang2 camni. Help me God don't give me a slobbish man in my life.

Chief aku kejam tau!!

Me: Do I have a graceful walk?


Chief: *blur face* *blink blink*


Me: Yeeessss?


Chief: *ketawa sampai tekan2 perut* Huuuwwwaaarrggghhhhhahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahaha!!


Me: *muka bengang* FINNNEEEEE!! I GET IT!!!


Chief: adeh adeh... *tekan perut lagik* *looked at me*


Pause.


Chief: Huuuuwwwaaaarrggghhhhahahahahahahahahahahhaha!!


Me: Eiii macam setannya!! DAH LAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Hmph!!



A neighbour at my office saw me walking out of the office this morning and greeted me. He said, "you have a graceful walk..."


Baru nak bongkak tau!! Hampeh punye Chief.

Gayah nak memasak.. Ye ye.. sila la muntah *sambil menjeling Ibu Adam*

I was blog-hopping when I came across hers.


Looks super delish kan?


And I did the unthinkable.


I wrote the recipes.


Wrote je la.


Nak masaknya ntah bila.


But STILL!!!


Satu pembaharuan yang AMAT dibanggakan oleh amma and appa if they found out nih.


Wiken ni amma and appa are coming down. Wiken ni lah mak masak yitew meatballs.


Tu pun, kalau mak tak melengkar depan tv bawah ketiak amma la yek.


Hik.

Of viruses and hometown

The swine flu is getting violent these days. 2 of my best buddies were quarantined few days ago but thank God, it was nothing serious. Today, my 2nd boss is taking mc due to horrible flu that he got since yesterday. I pray it's nothing serious for him too because seriously, you DON'T want to be the guy who has to close down the whole building maannn.. No one wants to leave that kind of legacy I tell you. Hik.


My aunt is going back to Johor tonight for a short trip. REALLY short trip. Like going back tonight around 8-ish and coming back to KL tomorrow, probably would reach here around 8-ish at night too. I thought of joining at first but had a change of mind because my amma and appa are coming down next week until after raya so I thought, no point of going back if they are coming here for the whole month. Then, I called my amma this morning. Appa is down with fever, started with diarrhoea last night and vomit this morning. Kinda freaked me out. Appa didn't want to go to clinic and knowing appa, it's not surprising at all. He had this nightmarish experience with the hospital once and since then, he never wants to set foot in any hospital or clinic ever. So, I changed my mind again and I'm heading back tonight with the troops, no matter if it's only for merely few hours.


I haven't been home since Labour Day. If my aunt didn't call to inform me about her trip, my next trip back home would definitely be raya. Jazabelle always told me that I am literally, a kacang lupakan kulit. It's not that I don't want to go back but ever since amma and appa moved out from Pasir Gudang 3 years ago, I've lost the "balik kampung" feeling. This new town, is NOT my hometown. There are no familiar faces. I don't know the uncle at the minimarket. I don't know where's the pasar malam. Yes, yes it's not an excuse I know but it's just not the same, you know. The town is not my playground.


Of course, I don't use THAT excuse when people ask why I hardly go back home. I just say, amma and appa spend every school holiday here. What's the point of going back when I get to see them here?


:D


Happy weekend people. Be good and be safe.


Pray my solid rock appa will be fine.

Happy Birthday Girl...

It was supposed to be a quiet birthday eve. I have everything planned out - me in my pj, getting comfy on the sofa under my blue blankie, hugging my princess pillow watching Horton on 413. Until, I got a call from Ajax's lovely mother.


"BIRTHDAY GIRL HAS TO GO OUT!! JUMPA KAT BORNEO SUNWAY" katanya.


So, I dragged my feet to meet the lovely couple at 1015pm. The couple was still on their way when I reached there so I waited outside the place. It was my first time to Borneo so I was kinda like tak tau arah tujuan. 10 minutes later, aunty called and directed me to the right place. Apparently, I was waiting at the restaurant, not the club. Tak hip gitew.


Aunty and uncle had their few friends joining. And being aunty and uncle, all the staff greeted them when we have found our spot. Even the deejay bowed down on them. Their networking skill is splendidly awesome!!


By 1130pm, the couple was already on the dance floor, sweating their back off. Aunty has forced me many times to join them but being a gugurl yang shy, I gently refused. Besides, my dancing munkey is not around.


When the clock struck 12am, the band suddenly tukar tune jadik "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOUUUUU" and there was a cake. And I duduk bawah meja.


PAISEH SIYYAAALLLLLL!!!!



Aunty and Uncle, I cannot thank you enough for the celebration. It was awesome.



Strangers who get to hug and kiss the birthday girl, errr... thank you?


I guess, if you celebrated your birthday in a club, you have to accept the fact that you WILL get sexually abused like that.


To Jazabelle, thank you for the awesome lunch and dinner yesterday and the wonderful shopscapade.


To those who sent me birthday wishes, here you go... *flying kisses*


I'm 31 dude.

I can't and won't be moved

When you are running out of stories to yank in your blog, write a song that meant something for you for the day.


Today, I'm the 'woman' who can't be moved.




Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am


Some try to hand me money they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I've been in love with you


Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street


So I'm not moving
I'm not moving


Policeman says son you can't stay here
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day a month a year
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go


People talk about the guy
Who's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world


Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me in the news
And you'll come running to the corner
Cause you'll know it's just for you


I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved



Try to make a u-turn once in a while as you go along. You'd still see me on my bended knees, clasping my hands and pray for you to just, for once, 'look' at me.

Another Clown Conversation

Me: Oh my GAAAWWWDDDD look at your hair!! Banyaknya ubaaannnnnn!!

Handyman: Kan!! I've coloured my hair already you know..

Me: When? A year ago?

Handyman: 2 days ago lah!!

Me: Haaaa?!! Gila degil uban you nih.. *sambil pegang rambut*

Handyman: Like tuannya lah...

Me: Tell you what.. You upah me to cabut your uban. Satu uban seposen. I sanggup sebab I geram siot tengok uban you nih..

Handyman: Cannot!

Me: Why not??

Handyman: 3 quarter of my hair are made of the uban. Kalau you cabut, 3 quarter of my head botak. Bangun2 nanti tengok Ziiiieeeeee where's my haaiiiirrrrrr then how??

Me: BONGOOOOKKKKKKK!!!



My handyman is a real clown lah. Bole kena sakit jantung!!

Welcome to the Hj Ibrahim's clan little girl...

After 7 boys, the eldest at the age of 13 years old and the youngest 2 years old, my Poksu (abah's youngest brother) and wifey FINALLY, welcoming a baby girl in the family at 1225pm today.


Another cousin.


Another kopak duit raya.


Haih. Kensel ah balik kampung raya nih.




Updated to the above. Conversation between me and the new proud dad.


Kring kring kring..


Me: CONGRATULATIOOOONNSSSSSS!!


Poksu: Laaa.. dah tau dah ke?


Me: Daaahhh.. Abah called at 2 tadik.


Poksu: Hmph! Tak jadik my stunt nak buat seprais.


Me: Hik. Nama apa?


Poksu: Amelia Contessa..


Me: OVEEERRRR!!! Dah nak panggil apa? Contest?


Poksu: Hahahah.. A la jugak startingnya tapi tak pikir lagik hamende.. Kinda missed out on that dept sebab dah biasa sangat expecting boys.


Background suara kanak2 lelaki berebut memekik menjerit nak cakap dengan Tai-nya.


Me: Sapa tu Poksu pekik2?


Poksu: Your youngest cousin. Dah ler.. Poksu kena letak. Kang sampai besok malam tak abis cakap.


Me: Ok.. kemsalam moksu. And kiss the boys and the new girl for me.



I'm kinda waiting for the boys reactions when the mommy is home with the new baby sister. Mesti ada soalan seperti, "ma, apesal adik punye takde beberd?"


Hehe. Cute.

Kehidupan seorang hamba tender

This is the image of my Saturday and Sunday in the office's meeting room. As a tender slave. With Chief in his room and 2 other boys, our saturday was spent from 1030am to 805pm. And from 430pm to 730pm on sunday.


Bes kan?


The next thing I'm NOT looking forward is the clarification meeting.


Another 21 hours of slaving.


Sheez.

Tikus Diva

Ni lah kuli.


Bila dengar je bos kuar bilik, tutup lampu kunci pintu, badan terus tegak. Dan dan muka tekun buat keja. Pehtu bila nampak bos lalu, dengan sopan bertanya:


"Are you planning to stay late today or you're not coming back at all?"


"Late la kalau balik pun. Why?"


"Need to discuss on the tender,"


"Tomorrow morning lah before the boys come. Ok?"


*Shrug*


Kunon la kan buat muka kusut sebab memikir tender. Padahal dalam hati...


Sebaik saja bos melangkah kuar pintu, kuli pun hapa lagik la kaaannnnnnn...


Tutup fail tender.


Kemas meja.


Bukak game.


Bukak blog.


Bukak FB.


Angkat beg.


Kuar lunch sampai petang.


*gelak drakula*

The Wives Club

When he wrote about having 2 wives, and how his wife narrate her friends' experiences in having 2 wives, it reminded me of some of my acquaintances' experiences in this department. Now I of course, do not have experience of being the first wife, or a second. Heck I don't have the experience of being a wife even in the first place. But this is what I "think" I would react to if I were to be caught in this situation, based on this story.


I remember meeting a lady back in Melaka when I was doing a project there. Let's call her Elle. Elle was the lady who helped getting a condo for me to stay during the 4 months of my stay there. She's a young lady, in her mid twenties, with a very adorable 3 year old daughter and holding a title of second wife to a Datuk.


She met the Datuk when she was working as a waitress in some hotel in KL. She was only 21 that time. She didn't like the Datuk when they were introduced. She avoided contact with him. And besides, she said she was already head over heel with a guy her age and within her league at that time. But the Datuk was very persistent. Elle IS a gorgeous lady I must say. Can't blame the Datuk.


Then Elle thought, if she asked the Datuk to arrange for a meeting with the first wife because she wanted to personally asked the wife whether she knew about the husband's intention and whether the wife approves of it, maybe the Datuk would give it up and leaves her alone. Ye la kan... ikut rationally, I don't think ANY guy is bold enough to do things like that. But boy, she was soooo wrong.


The Datuk did what she asked. He brought his wife to meet her. And the first wife, a VERY mature lady, was so calm and did not even once raised her voice during her 'interrogation' with Elle. She calmly asked Elle whether she is prepared to face the talk of the town of her being the 2nd wife to a Datuk at a very young age... Of course behind the curtains, they knew that the Datuk was the one who was... in their own word, 'gatal' chasing her around but people don't know that. Living in a very judgmental community, they will see Elle as a classic golddigger case. After couple of hours of 'talking', Elle has her blessings.


Looking back Elle said, she never knew why exactly she accepted Datuk's proposal. She cried on her wedding night thinking about her now, ex. But after 6 years of happily married to the same guy, and 6 years of wonderful relationship with the first wife and her kids, she has accepted the fact that this is her faith. This is her destiny. She's meant to be with him. She's meant to share.


Now. Me.


I want to be like both ladies. I mean, if I were a first wife and my husband wants to have a 2nd wife, of course provided he CAN afford having them, dunia akhirat, I would want my husband to tell me the truth. Be man enough to tell me that he has such a big heart yang tersangat penuh dengan kasih sayang that he just needs to share it with someone else aside of me and I want to meet this new lady that he wants me to share his love with, and money. Heh. I want to see if she's the type that I can trust enough to look after my kids when I'm gone.


And if I were to be the second wife, I want to meet the first wife first. I want to know where she stands in the situation. I want to know what and who I'm dealing with if I were to continue the relationship. I want to know that she is able to take my kids like they are hers when I'm gone.






Agak la kot kan. Si Gayah ni cakap je pandai. Cuba carik boyfriend dulu Gayah oiii.. Ni baru orang nak kenalkan, dah lari lintang pukang siap muntah2 hijau lagik, memandai je nak bercerita pasal first wife second wife. Nyeh nyeh.