Emails from the past

Do you still have old emails that you just leave it there  in inbox and never deleted it?

Well I do.

I was deleting my current emails that I had read.

And while doing that, saw all those old emails .

Emails from my Jakarta life.

Some are still there as it has attached documents. 

Some are just links that were given by previous teachers.

A feeling of sadness swept inside me suddenly.  

I remember my life there.

 

I remember my early life there where our maids kept on quiting at their on wills and wishes.. leaving me to juggle house chores and 2 kids schooling and  Alya who was just below aged 3 years old. 

I remember the good friends I made . Either at school or at my kelas pengajian.

I remember all our supir who each has its own stories and characters that we had to handle with.

I remember my ever friendly helpful neighbors.  But Maggie and Pak Christ.

I remember my landlord who was also my nextdoor neighbor.  Bu Evi.

I remember the ever ready and helpful house boy that lives in the landlord house after our landlord moved out to a new house.

I remember Pasar Moderan Bintaro Sektor 9 . A wet n dry market that has coffee shops, clothes shops, small food stalls, goldsmith, tailor shop, goodies shops, curtain shops and of course the fish, chicken n meat and vegetables. 

I remember Lot 9 . The place where we had our coffee morning and farewells for BSJ moms. Also it's the place where my family always go for weekend breakfast. 

I remember Masjid Bintaro Jaya where me and family learn our Alquran and also other Islamic teaching. A place where we did our solat sunat raya haji in the wide open space of the parking lot. A treasure humble experience none that I can get in Malaysia.

And I am feeling sad now as its an endless list that I have .. there is a lot more that i remember..

One Year anniversary

Even my kids also cited this one year anniversary of living in Phnom Penh.  We still have more places to explore , see and feel.

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First week in Phnom Penh

I survived my first week in Cambodia.. that is what my eldest daughter Saif after living here for a week.

They are into their second week now.

So far so good with school and friends for them..

Me and husband are just amazed and thankful with on how quick it was for my eldest to mix around and found her own group of friends that is likeable to her..

So I have been hearing the same name being mentioned by her like Champa , Brianna, Celine ..ignore the spelling as it may be wrongly spelt by me.. hahaha

Yeah. ..her own girls squad like in BSJ..

Aisyah too is closed to one girl from her class..Daylan. .I do hope she will find more good friends ...

As for Alya...well , anyone who plays at the playground will be her friends. ..that is how easy she mixed around and create new friendship..

And me , I have met a few moms. Hoping to meet more during the next PCO meeting this Wednesday. .

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Mixed feelings

After 7 years in Jakarta , this December 2018 we are saying farewell to our life and friends here.

Next week will be the final week of school for Term 1. Final and last term for me and my kids.

How all my 3 girls started their early years and primary years here.

To them , BSJ is their first school. And forever it will stay embedded in their minds.

It's the first school for my eldest. She was supposed to join Standard 1 in KL. But joined Year 2 when we moved here 7 years ago.

As for Aisyah and Alya , both joined the Foundation Stage at BSJ for 2 year before moving into Primary school.

How luckily they are to be able to join this great early years programmes. One which is different from back home in KL.

Of course 2 years in Tadika bunga tulip for eldest really paid off as it helped her a lot in Year 2.

Allah is the best planner..no doubts in it. And forever and always we will stay thankful to Him.

Throughout that 7 years in BSJ, me and my girls have become the regular faces that you will see in school. Both at drop offs and pick ups.

Having all girls leave me with no choice of not sending them to school. So Alya and Aisyah used to tag along to school before they join school.

And that how Alya became that time reminder for all those we have seen in school. A reminder how time passed by so quickly . A reminder of how old we have become as we see Alya grew up from being just a 3 months old baby to a friendly 7 years old girl.

Dedicated and friendly teachers had come and gone by through that 7 years. And how they have touched and leave good memories in me and my girls.

Until now my girls still remembers Ms Deborah O'callaghan , Ms Emma Russell , Ms Jeanette Sy .

And soon we will remember all the teachers in BSJ.

These days im school you will see me long hard and long of each things . If only what I see can be straight transferred into a video or pictures that me and my girls will forever cherished in the future.

We always pass by the kiddy pool . And how I can see Aisyah and Alya swimming there for their first time.

This last 3 weeks Arissa and Aisyah didn't get to do their swimming after school activities. Luckily I had look hard and long when I had the time ..with Alya . How we both always waited and sit at the shaded swimming dock whenever her big sisters are doing swimming.

And yes , I took endless photos of it. 😢

It's hard when you have lived quater of your life long in one place. Hard to leave when you have made good friends .

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Friday franctic

Afraid of see what next Friday will be.

Usually we were the ones who saw sad teary faces of those school leavers and their family.

How we were the ones who witness friends hugging the leavers . And how moms also hugs their friends for the last time in school.

So comes this Friday , me and my kids will be trading our places as leavers of BSJ.

I do know for sure how it will turn up my Year 9 daughters. Deep down inside I am dreading that teary scene.

As for Aisyah my girl in Year 5 and she is just 9, she may cry at pick up or in a car. This too I just don't know what should I do or say..

And as for my 7 year old girl Alya , she might be indifferent to this..but she will join Aisyah in crying later.

And me ? Well , I wish I don't have to cry..for I wish to be the strongest one to support and hug my kids in that last bye bye moments ..

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Back to gym life

Don't know why I didn't start hitting the gym back when Alya was in FS ..

It took me 3 years to enrol myself again as gym member..

I have always enjoy doing the aerobic and cardiovascular classes. .those day my choice is limited as I were only be able to do it after office hours..wait! Actually more of only when my work is done which could be at 6 pm..

So since January this year , I have been going to the gym and doing all the classes that I can..

And wow!! The feeling of doing those zumba, RPM, body combat, yoga , fast fit was sureal. ..

I enjoyed every minutes of it..

And now I am worried of having to miss these classes during that 1 week of CNY school break..I will be in KL ma. .

Did strong Zumba and Fast fit which was awesome. .had me looking forward to my class this week. .

These days my life in the morning just before I need to pick up my gorgeous girls from school after 2 pm daily, it is sandwich with groceries at pasar and supermarket, gym and my kelas pengajian 2x a week. .

Alhamdulillah for the reliable house helper that I have ..just need to tell what dishes to cook or prepared the bumbu for me to cook
..

ALHAMDULILLAH. .

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Routines after gym

This was a story when I was single .
This was a story when I living in Fajaria apartment in Jalan Pantai Bahru KL.

So single and free and dating..and working out after work at gym in KLCC or doing jogging or walking at KLCC park.

So carefree lifestyles.

Actually my light lunch of tuna sandwiches reminded me of that lifestyle.

How easy it was to buy dinner food after workout. And if I wasn't into light dinner, then there is the juice stalls Booster that I used to stop and buy my juice.

Normally by 730 I was alr

One of my office collegue will drop me off at the station after work. I don't drive to work as LRT station is just behind my apartments. And there is an LRT station near my old office. So

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Being a mom

So we are back in JAKARTA after long summer holidays. .

And back to my routines.


And came back with more determination to lose some weight.

Talking about losing weight, it's easy when you have the knowledge of what's and why's of good eating habits.

Did my full health screening last month. Talked to a dietitian as it was part of the package.

Must say that I am glad and thankful for the results.

Have to credit this to my hubby. He has been constantly reminding me and sharing with me good eating habits.. also to exercises. .which I still have not start going to the gym..

Seeing the dietitian left a big impact on myself..I can only say it motivates me to watch what I eat ..and portion is important.

And being me who loves eating, this is helpful..I get to enjoy what I eat but with the right portion.

The tips is , be aware of what u eat at meals time. This will help you to decide what food u can eat for snack . Should u be hungry between the main meals. Go for smaller portion. And yes, lotsa water too.

When you watch and aware what carbo or protein or sugary or salty food that you had eaten , then losing weight will be easier.

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Check list

I have 2 more days left in KL/Seremban.

Thus cracking my mind on what else to be bought , done , and eat actually.

Feeling and going through the same thing each time I am back here for a holiday.

Balik kampung is always good.

Even to my kids. No doubts they like the idea of going vacation at other countries.

But nothing beats balik kampung.

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Liberalism

Here nobody can easily identified if you are a Muslim or not. Having a local face that easily passed as non Chinese or non Indian or non Caucasian doesn't mean that that person is a Muslim.

Numerous times I had it wrong. With that I don't dare asking a person if she or he is a Muslim.

Their religion is only known to me after our small talks. Even if I see them with their jilbab mom or sisters, I still can't decide if she or he is a Muslim.

And here the Muslims take their solats seriously. Be prepared to see the women especially dressing in sleeveless , short pants or skirt , no jilbab, nails colored coming to mussola to do their prayers. Old and young they come to do their prayers . Natural things to see at shopping malls .

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Goblin

At the age of 42 years old,I found myself drowning again into love themed korean mini dramas ..

It was something I used love to watch ages ago .

Somehow it came back almost 4 weeks ago

Goblin. The storylines and great love songs of it are perfectly match for each scenes.

Goblin. Making it marks in this stage of my life.

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Hikmahnya

Another plus point that I can see from me being a SAHM is that I can call my mom whenever I can at anytime of the day..

Unlike working woman, not much choices of the time when can call our parents. Sometimes at lunch time too not able to do it as we may need to do a quick groceries buy. And postpone that catch up calls at night time or next day again.

Indeed our moves to Jakarta has many silver linings . Not only to the benefits of my children but also to my parents also.

Alhamdulillah.

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Teh tarik

Hubby said that I have been feeling homesick as I keep on ordering teh tarik either hot or cold lately. And how I crave for Malaysian style cooked dishes even on hari raya Haji.

To be honest, I won't deny it. And thank you my dearest superb half for driving me to Ah Mei in Living World Alam Sutera. However we ended eating at Kopi O as Ah Mei was closed for renovation.

This year raya Haji was a low key one. In fact almost all raya Haji that we celebrated in Jakarta had been a low key celebration. All this because it was a school day the next day. How uncool is that..

No doubt I cooked the the rendang ayam N9 . And this year we had lemang. Luckily I managed to order it from another fellow Malaysian. So apart from those two food , I bake a gugelhupf chocolate cake which is a recipe from Chef Wan. First time baking it and it was yummy. So that's it..that was the menu for raya.

Back to my homesick, I miss being in Malaysia. Blame it also for the fact that I spent my whole summer holidays in Malaysia this year.

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Mrsfina

I have a pray..

And my pray is that may Allah swt opens up your heart to contact us again.

Us as in we your friends that you have pushed aside .

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Arts and crafts and play

One day Alya came home with this white cone decorated with different colors and shapes.

I didn't pay much noticed to it..thinking it was just another crafts from her...how they always have it in school .

But my views changed the minute I noticed that she was learning new words of shapes and colors just by doing that simple cone...how I easily forgets that that is how the school teaches them in class.

For the Foundation Stage at BSJ , they school uses EYFS. It involves a lot of arts and crafts and play and also lots of teachers observation too..

Yeah, the teacher do that so that they can help each child in their own special needs and developments. And we got this from the terms reports.

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Payback by Him

Sometime I can only shake my head in disbelief upon hearing how friends or people treat their parents or parents in law

Don't they fear of the payback from Allah.

Maybe now in these present time, they may think that their act is ok. No harm done. No heart is broken .. but deep down inside , are they sure that no heart is broken or pain by their acts..?

And the most unthinkable is how sure are you that your kids won't be doing the same things to you?

How sure will you be that your sweet well manared children won't mistreated you in your olden days.?

Never forget that our children are just human beings. The influence of their spouse may changed them from your sweet well manared children to unthoughtful and ill manared children.

Allah is fair. And most of the time we forgot why certain bad things happen to us.. And we always forgot to look back at our own past action towards other people even our own parents and in law.

And for muslim , we must never forget not to cause even the slightest pain in our mother's heart. It's written in Quran on the consequences of that act.

Until then, I can only hope and pray let it not be any pain felt by those mom's and dads too..

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Spouse by love or religion

How lucky we are if we were advised and told by either our parents or by someone we trust on the important and logic reason why we should find prospective husband or wife based on religion. This I am referring to Muslims.

Of course it is mentioned in the Alquran on how to choose your partner ie what is the criteria one should choosed based upon.

But even if we know, nobody did say the logic behinds it..or our minds just don't want to accept it . And ignore it like most of the times.

So choose your partner because of his/her religion. This means choose a person who has great understanding of the religion and all its teachings.

With that , only after what had happened to someone dearest to me, do I fully understand the logic behind it.. but then, it's too late for my dear friend to change the past. You can just turn the clock back and reset everything when this is about your marriage and kids are involved.

But things would be different had my friend choose her partner first based on religion. From my observations on friends marriage, I noticed that having a spouse that has great and depth understanding of religion does help a lot with the marriage.

And this is different for those who aren't.

So many people fall in love with the outer beauty..some do get lucky to fall in love with a person who has both beauty and depth religion beliefs.

But when marriage get sour when your spouse suddenly changed from good to evil, not much you can do actually. You either try to save your marriage or divorce. And for a Muslim, divorce is one thing that Allah hates.

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BBQ

How old memories sting me like a bee tonight. More because of the presence of the people from the old memory itself.

How we used to have BBQ when my late brother in law was still alive.

I don't know how it started but what I do know is that he always do bbq even before I was married to my husband.

We always have bbq whenever he feels like too.. he did it whenever Baba Nong, Hala Pachik came all over from Singapore to visit us ..And Khuya Fazul and Kak Iz and the kids will drop over also ..

I remember the big open porch of his house where we did the bbq . How nice to have your bbq witness by the clear night skies and the twinkling stars. . Sometimes the night air was cooling..sometimes no wind at all..

But the things that never missed was the laughter and happy mood ... especially when it was Baba Nong and the company..

I don't know why all of a sudden dearest hubby said about wanting to do bbq tonight.

He only said that the girls will like the idea. . And we only went out to get the new bbq set together with the charcoal and my new yellow and red stool from Ace Hardware store at 430 pm.

My MIL is here ..so do her old maid Wiwi that came to visit Umi and us tonight. Here in my Jakarta house.

I do know for sure these two people remember those old days of bbq ... and tonight seeing Wiwi again and having her with us doing bbq , the memories is just so strong... Wiwi was there in the old memories right from the beginning. . And she was also there when my late BIL passed away..

I do love bbq ..the chicken wings ,the lamb and meat was deliciously cooked with loads of loves from my hubby..

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When maid goes pulkam

My maid is at her kampung now. That is since Tuesday nite I have turned myself into Cinderellaa. ..

And looking at how I sweat each day by just doing all the house chores including cooking , I think I may stand a chance to reduce my weight.

Last night the sweat after mopping the whole ground floor of my house ie from kitchen to living room ...hmm...it's like doing a sauna ..

And today more sweat after doing the laundry..

But then again , it will be meaningless if I didn't control what I eat...

And now I am on my way to pick up my Alya from school.. Today there are 3 school pick ups .. Yeah three different timing due to Arissa having an after school activities which ends at 340 pm. While Aisyah will finish school at 140 pm.. Phew !!!

More walking for me today ..

Luckily today there is no mengaji. ..

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Lucky me

One of my blessings in life is sending my beautiful 3 girls to school. This are among a few things that my hubby wished he could do or trade place with me.

This photo was shot during one of those mornings. I was walking behind them when the sight of them just snapped me off and what a fantastic shot this will be .

So I stop walking and gave a a bit distance to capture this special moments that I get to be in every single day .

Even know when I look back at this photo, the warm fuzzy feelings just surround me.

Oh yes ! How they all have grown up during this last 4 years of our living in Jakarta.

The most overwhelming thing about this photo is seeing Alya going to school with her two big loving sisters.

Before this, she was the one who send the two big sisters to school. And fetching them home from school with me.

But since August 2015 this year, it is she being accompanied and send to school especially by Arissa. Her Kak Arissa just love walking her up to her class and see her putting up her lunch bag , communication bag and water bottle in place .

While I will be walking up with Aisyah to her class. Once Aisyah is done unpacking her stuffs in her class, do we go and see Alya again. Kisses and hugs for Alya before we say goodbye to her.

Next it will be kisses and hugs to Aisyah who next will be running to join her friends .

And that left me and Arissa for that much precious walk of only me and her. How she loves our special morning walk to her class waiting area .

All this make my friends saying how they seldom see me at school anymore in the morning...

Well my morning routine has change because of my 3 lovely girls..

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