I love my VIPs =D

This is my father. He is a civil engineer, working with SCE consultant, situated somewhere in Redhill. Thats prolly the main reason why I was driven to school ALMOST every day when I was in first year RP.

And thats my father, always pamper us by sending us anywhere. He used to send us to schools back then. N now, He sends my sis to WORK everyday. yes WORK. He sent me to work EVERYDAY when I was working with PA that time too.

He send me to school when I was limping with injury. Yes, that very far NTU, though he complained he'd be late for work. He picked me up whenever I call him saying Im sick. He picked me up when I called him saying Im lost. He send and pick my brother up for madrasah at KEMBANGAN to force him learn agama coz he's super lazy to go school on sundays.

And thats how caring my father can be. There's always 1800-daddy-helpline.

This is my mother, Mdm Mariani. She is a full time housewife. Like every other moms, she has a HUGE maternal instincts. She's a mind reader. She knows exactly what her children feel and what they want.

She never fails to keep our tummy full. If u know me well enough, u would have noticed that I will have packet of "roti ber-inti" every monrning. The inti will be leftover lauk for dinner the day before. Yes, she makes breakfast for everyone everyday. Roti and milo. She even makes it for my sis n brother in law coz they will come every morning to send baby mika here.

She stayed up late at night to parut the buah pale, knowing that i'd be home the next morning with a swollen knee. She cooked me kacang pool just as soon after I told her "mak, da lame eh tk mkn kacang pool". She always have a sewing kit on stand-by for alteration so that all oufits look perfect on us, esp raya outfits! She used to come to my room to feed me medicine and hot water when Im sick.

Thats how loving my mom can be. And for that, its always nice to slip in next to her for a hug when she's resting. =D

This is my eldest sister, Maisarah. She works in a bank. A German bank namely Duetch Bank. I hope I spelled it correctly. She is married to a responsible man named Shafri. She has 1 smart and sweet daughter, Misha Humairah, 1 son, Mikail Rusydi and another son this coming May =D
I think she still looks good in this picture though she's 5 months pregnant.

She is a great help to us all. She never fails to fix our computers and laptops with her IT skills. And its always vuaaaaallllah~ all fixed. I remember back then, when my dad was away overseas, she was the one who woke up early in the morning to drive us to school so we could be on time. Yeah I know, its my habit since small to be always late.

She is a strong woman, and back then was a strong girl. She used to be the next man after my father. Doing all the strength-needed-tasks like shifting the furniture, painting and many more. And now, she's not all dizzy nor constant vomitting like usual pregnant women are. She's ok as per normal.

Though she has her own family now, she is still a great help to us. Always here and attached to us. Thats how thoughtful she can be. =D



Her adorable babies. You should see how both of them play catching. Super cute! Both of them wanted to be catched and dont want to be the one catching. So they will always run the opposite direction of each other.

This is my second sister, Mardhiah. She is currently a training teacher at Kong Hwa School. She loves kids and loves to teach. N because she is working, she loves to shop! And thats the best part of all. Coz we'll be having new clothes every now and then.

And thats about us, we share almost everything. Unlike me, she is so so small. She doesnt eat much. Maybe coz her apetite goes down to me. I cant remember when was it that I overshot her in terms of height and weight. Like tau2 je da mcm nie. And unlike me, she's soft and quiet. Its always me who does the mememkak pt ruma.

She was my childhood friend. Coz I was in the same sch with her since kindergarten. Then Maarif and then RP. She would send me to my class for the first day of school. Yes, even at the age of 17. We always played together when we were small. Dolls, zero point, hopscotch, 5 stones, acting, playgrounds, picking flowers and more! We would always tell stories at night before sleep. hehe those were the cute ol times.

And throughout, she has always been patient with me. Always giving in to me. When there's 2 dresses back then, she would always let me take the nicer one. When we were playing acting, she would always let me be the princess. We always have the same phone, and she would let me take the nicer colour. She will make me a cup of hot drink when I want it. Basically she always do what I say. Thing is, she never complains. To think about it again, yep, I never heard her whine once.

Thats how patient my sis is to me. =D

This is my brother, Muslihuddin. He is the star of the family. Coz he's the only son. Being the only son and the youngest, u can imagine how pampered he can be.

And lately, he breaks the family record of having the best o level grades. 6 points for JC? I guess he breaks the family record of all polys too. Even both my mom and dad were from poly.

We used to play hot wheels together. And he always had to listen to me. I remembered slapping him once coz he wanted the roads to be in diff direction of what I wanted. hahaha!

He is unique since young. He's the first person I met to have a hobby of travelling in public busses. He will have a day out just to explore the routes of different busses. He likes routes and maps. His favourite book last time was the street directory. He loved it so much that my mom had to hide that book away when its time for exams. He would spread out white papers on the floor to draw the maps back. He has his own excel files of routes and busses.

He would ask me to guess which bus has the most stops or which bus goes here or here and all sort of those questions. Good thing is, there's one time i was lost, i just called him to ask which bus i should take for the shortest distance.

I wont deny that sometimes my mom slightly favours him more, though she denied that. She would iron his shirts almost everyday and when she's tired, would ask me to do it for her. Me, being me, would blaaaaaaaaaab about why he cant do it himself coz he's big enough! Mom would go.. 'if u dont wanna do it means u simply dont wanna help me'. Ok i surrender. Sigh.

Sometimes I would sigh and whine to myself. why i have to do for him this, why i have to do for him that. Why i have to cedokkn dia makan. why i have to siapkn baju dia, etc.
I would start to feel sorry to have felt all those when he does something for me in return. He would make me milo in the morning. He would help me buy those ingredients I needed for baking/cooking. Small little things but enough to make me feel sorry.

I love my brother. Without him, there's no one to argue with. =D

This is Bilal. My significant other. He is currently botak doing his BPT. My Mr. Policeman. =D

Now that he's in camp, I miss him meeting me up after school, sending me off to class, jog with me, studying with me, etc! yes studying! He studied my mechanics n maths just so he can teach and study with me. N yes jogging, coz he would frequently come over just for an hour jogging session with me around my area when I keep complaining Im fat. =D

He's a smart guy that I got tired competing grades with him back then! I never tasted full gpa of 4 even for a sem like he did more than once.

He would wait for me at bustops or MRTs whenever i'd be home late. He'd buy me food whenever Im hungry. N I always am. He would wake me up if Ive important things in the morning. He would wake me up from nap to remind me its almost asar and I havent pray. He would say sorry sometimes although its not his fault just so that I would feel better. He would tell me what to wear when I ask him to pick. He always tell me whats should n wats shouldnt. Whats nice and whats not. I like him for that. And it has been constant all the way, not only at our initial stage.

Now thats it 2009, its almost 3 yrs since we met. He has shown me much love n care ever since. Some jealous souls used to say he would leave me one day and we wont make it. I hope I can prove 'em wrong one day when he's part of the family. Im thankful that I met a good practising muslim as my life partner. InsyaAllah.

I cant wait for his confinement days to be over. How terrible can it be to have pop 5 months later. Sigh. Im gonna have lonely weekdays. Ive gotta be strong.

Thats all for now. I love my VIPs. They complete me.