Syukran Ya Allah

Dh lama ummi x update blog yg bsawang ne... Banyak yg nak dicoretkan, tp x tau nak mula tulis cmner... baru jer pgg lappy, mesti adik pon nak tumpang skaki... susah tul nk cari kesempatan dlm kesempitan masa..

Hidup ne terlalu banyak cabaran kan???? Rasanya dlm 2 tahun kebelakangan ne... too much burden & too much hurts in my life... Sometimes I'm lost... too difficult to say it out loud. Apa yang pasti ALLAH x kan berikan beban maha hebat ne klu ummi x mampu mnggungnyer kan?? ALLAH tu Maha Adil. Diberikan nikmat di sini ttp, diberikan kesusahan dtmpt yg lain. Mungkin hari ini kita melihat ianya sebagai musibah, tapi mgkin dimasa depan kita bersyukur kerana musibah itulah yg memberikan pulangan lumayan suatu hari nanti. Kalau x didunia, mungkin disyurga kan??? Ujian ini diberikan mungkin unt menyedarkan ummi yg jauh tersasar... I'm always take a granted atas apa yg ada... X per lar, lepas ne, kena slalu beringat... Siapa kawan, siapa lawan. Siapa sahabat, siapa peneman....

My campus life also turning upside down. From 3.33 point down to 2.86 & up again to 3.02... Ya ALLAH, berikan aku peluang kedua.. Yang pasti aku bersyukur kena Engkau titipkan 2 sahabat setiaku di sini...

Kak Amy & Nelly. Thanks for everything...

Bila ummi dgr lagu TANPAMU - AMIR JAHARI, mesti tingat kat Kak Amy... hehehe... Yg pasti tanpa korang berdua mesti ummi kantoi kan??? cuba korang tgok chorus ne, mmg ngam kan unt korang berdua hehehe....

"TanpamuKu kan terlewat

TanpamuKu kan sedih

Kerana kau lah penyelamat

Dan akan sentiasa di hati"

Mariage

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”

by: Islamic Reflections

Wanita itu

Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam bersabda:

اسْتَوْصُوْا بِالنِّسَاءِ خَيْرًا، فَإِنَّ الْمَرْأََةَ خُلِقَتْ مِنْ ضِلَعٍ … -وَفِي رِوَايَةٍ- الْمَرْأََةُ كَالضِّلَعِ … (مُتَّفَقٌ عَلَيْهِ)

“Berwasiatlah kalian dengan kebaikan kepada para wanita (para istri)1, karena wanita itu diciptakan dari tulang rusuk…” Dalam satu riwayat: “Wanita itu seperti tulang rusuk….” (HR. Al-Bukhari dan Muslim)

Al-Lajnah Ad-Da`imah lil Buhuts Al-Ilmiyyah wal Ifta` yang saat itu diketuai Samahatusy Syaikh Abdul Aziz bin Abdillah bin Baz rahimahullahu menjawab, “Zahir hadits menunjukkan bahwa wanita dan yang dimaukan di sini adalah Hawa diciptakan dari tulang rusuk Adam. Pengertian seperti ini tidaklah menyelisihi hadits lain yang menyebutkan penyerupaan wanita dengan tulang rusuk. Bahkan diperoleh faedah dari hadits yang ada bahwa wanita serupa dengan tulang rusuk. Ia bengkok seperti tulang rusuk karena memang ia berasal dari tulang rusuk. Maknanya, wanita itu diciptakan dari tulang rusuk yang bengkok maka tidak bisa disangkal kebengkokannya. Apabila seorang suami ingin meluruskannya dengan selurus-lurusnya dan tidak ada kebengkokan padanya niscaya akan mengantarkan pada perselisihan dan perpisahan. Ini berarti memecahkannya2. Namun bila si suami bersabar dengan keadaan si istri yang buruk, kelemahan akalnya dan semisalnya dari kebengkokan yang ada padanya niscaya akan langgenglah kebersamaan dan terus berlanjut pergaulan keduanya. Hal ini diterangkan para pensyarah hadits ini, di antaranya Al-Hafizh Ibnu Hajar rahimahullahu dalam Fathul Bari (6/368) semoga Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala merahmati mereka semua. Dengan ini diketahuilah bahwa mengingkari penciptaan Hawa dari tulang rusuk Adam tidaklah benar.” (Fatwa no. 20053, kitab Fatawa Al-Lajnah Ad-Da`imah lil Buhuts Al-Ilmiyyah wal Ifta`, 17/10)

1 Al-Qadhi rahimahullahu berkata: “Al-Istisha` adalah menerima wasiat, maka makna ucapan Nabi Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam ini adalah aku wasiatkan kalian untuk berbuat kebaikan terhadap para istri maka terimalah wasiatku ini.” (Tuhfatul Ahwadzi)

2 Dalam riwayat Al-Imam Muslim rahimahullahu disebutkan bahwa Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam bersabda:

((إِنَّ الْمَرْأَةََ خُلِقَتْ مِنْ ضِلَعٍ, لَنْ تَسْتَقِيْمَ لَكَ عَلَى طَرِيْقَةٍ, فَإِنِ اسْتَمْتَعْتَ بِهَا اِسْتَمْتَعْتَ بِهَا وَفِيْهَا عِوَجٌ, وَإِنْ ذَهَبْتَ تُقِيْمُهَا كَسَرْتَهَا وَكَسْرُهَا طَلاَقُهَا))

“Sesungguhnya wanita diciptakan dari tulang rusuk, ia tidak bisa lurus untukmu di atas satu jalan. Bila engkau ingin bernikmat-nikmat dengannya maka engkau bisa bernikmat-nikmat dengannya namun padanya ada kebengkokan. Jika engkau memaksa untuk meluruskannya, engkau akan memecahkannya. Dan pecahnya adalah talaknya.”

Dikutip dari http://www.asysyariah.com Penulis : Redaksi Sakinah Fatawa Al-Lajnah Ad-Da`imah lil Buhuts Al-Ilmiyyah wal Ifta` Al-Mar`ah Al-Muslimah, judul Wanita Diciptakan dari Tulang Rusuk?.

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Dah bpinau2 mata aku... tolonggg.... dh trip pastu block. Somebody!!!! pls reset me.............

Maisarah & Makanan.

Adik adalah peneman setia ummi spjg 2 mggu posa ne. Setiap pg, bila ummi bangun unt masak sahur. Dia pon bangun. Masa makan, apatah lg. Abih suma mende nak di amik. Pastu ramas2 suma yg ada dlm mgkuk dia, then nak suapkan ke mulut ummi. Beria2... Bila ummi taknak, dia akan boh dlm pggan ummi.... huhuhu... Masa bukak posa x yah cite r. Pantang nmpak org berhidang. Dia serbu dulu. Dia suka spagetthi, smlm ummi wat spagetthi. Masa dia nampak ummi sendukkan masuk dlm pinggan, tbuntang mata dia nengok, ngan ekspresi muka excited dia lar... Ummi suh walid bagi roti john kt dia smntara ummi nak siap2 kan makan abg. Huh, dia x nak amik roti john tu. Masa ummi hulur pinggan spagetthi tu kt abg, ummi perasan yg adik x puas hati. Hahaha... adik kan x posa, kene lar bg keutamaan pada abg yg bposa. Yg pastinya adik mmg suka makan sendiri. Cuma walid lar slalu x puas hati sbb adik comot giler + kotorkan lantai (walaupon ummi dh lapik ngan saprah).

Cuba korang layan gmbar2 adik yg comot ne :

Adik makan nestum sendiri. Bila ummi suap, dia akan luah. Kdg2 dia tutup mulut dia rapat2 bila nmpak ummi pegang sudu.

Ne lar hasil nyer.

Macam teddy bear kan?? Idung wana coklat.

Walid tangkap adik yg tgh enjoy makan coklat.

Menjerit2 dia mintak dilepaskan.

Korg tengok lar hasil kerja tangan dia. Mana lar walid x bising.

Adik makan speggethi kegemaran dia.

Ummi bg sudu plastik baby, dia x nak. Di amiknya sudu besi ummi. Bila suap jer, sudu tu leh tutup idung adik (meluaskan kawasan unt dicomotkan) hehehe...

Adik pandai wat "slruppp" (sedut mee/maggi/spagetthi)

Ne mgkuk oren adik. Ummi ada byk mgkuk ne. Bila ummi pakai salah satu mgkuk ne unt bhidang, dia slalu ingat yg tu unt dia. Padahal ummi dh bg dia mgkuk oren len. Mesti dia x puas hati. Mind set dia, suma mgkuk oren dia punya. Hahaha...

Adik suka makan durian. Biji durian lagi dia suka. Smpai blubang digigitnya. Kadang2 dia raba kulit durian. Mesti dia pelik kan, napa bila pegang kulit durian rasa tajam yek???

Walaupun adik suka menyibuk masa makan. Dia kurus lar... Bila maktok bising kata ummi x bg cucu dia cukup makan, ummi nak tunjuk gmbar ne. Yg pasti dia byk kemam makanan dia. Klu mende tu pejal, mesti diluahkan smula. Dia dh ada 8 btg gigi depan + 4 batang geraham yg br nak tumbuh. Meggigit org pandai ya amat. Lg satu, dia suka yak2, mgkin sbb tu dia x mmbesar kot. hahaha...

Aku dah mengong

Mengong lar aku skang ne. Keje asek salah jer.... x paham tol. Since wat keje long distance ne, aku makin serabut. Baru 2 mggu lepas kene kansel FAT sbb panel x siap. Mggu ne, cm nak jadi yg sama gak... x leh jadi. Rosak teruk KPI aku. Yup, design is the most toughest part. But, become a project management lg sakit otak. Kene keje ngan byk team. Nak coordinate site-design-manufacturing-testing. Nak entertain client. Nak kene jg hati boss-kawan-sub ordinate... huhuhu.. Aku mmg x suka... x suka... tu lar dulu mak suh jadi che'gu. x nak. eksen lar sgt.. nak keje engineering.. huh, padan muka skang.... rasakan... ne lar balasan x nak dengan cakap mak aku. :'(

p/s: entry mggunakan pkataan aku, sbb aku tgh tensen sgt !!!

Si Cantik...

Gegirl is always gegirl. Adik mmg dh mula tunjukn ciri gegirl dia skang. Pantang di puji, tsenyum simpul jer. Klu nak pakaikan dia hairband @ cekak, mesti beserta ngan puji-pujian. Baru lar leh pakai. Klu x, abih di tariknya. Dia dh paham makna cantik. hehehe...

Cuba tgok adik bgaya ngan baju raya + cekak bulu2 ne... Hehehe.. sbnrnya, ummi yg teruja. Lmbat tul mnggu raya tahun ne... isk.. isk.. isk... tak sabar nyer

Skang ne, pantang nampak ummi @ walid kuar umah. Menorek dia ngikut ke pintu. Siap bawak kasut dia lagi tu.. Kemarin masa ummi nak sidai kain, ummi tanya dia smada nk ikut ummi sidai kain kat luar ker tak? Terus dia cangak2, pastu amik kasut dia sebelah, bawa ke muka pintu. Bila ummi tanya mana sebelah lg kasutnyer. Terus dia merangkak ke dlm umah pastu dia bw hairband tunjuk kt ummi. hehehe... tau saja, klu nk kuar umah mesti pakai kasut + hias diri cantik2.

Kadang2, klu dia x jmpa kasut dia. Dia akan tercari2 apa mende yg sesuai. Ada satu hari tu, dia jmpa sikat. Dia bawa sikat tu ke muka pintu, pastu panggil ummi yg tgh sidai kain. Nak suh sikatkan rmbut dia lar tu. Nak kuar. Klu pagi2, bila nmpak walid bukak pintu unt hntr abg g skolah, cepat2 dia capai tudung dia. Sbnrnya ummi bg adik pakai tudung pg2 sbb ummi rasa sejuk sgt angin pagi.

Hehehe... cuba tgok ne, gaya anak dara ummi nk hntr abg g skolah.

Kadang2, bila hari hujan, walid akan hntr abg g skolah nek kete. Bila ummi kata yg adik x yah ikut lar, hari hujan. Cepat2 dia merangkak, pastu amik baju sejuk dia, bawa ke muka pintu. Pastu wat muka kesian kt walid dia. Udahnya ngikut jugak lar...

Hehehe... Anak dara ummi sorang.