Aku : "Susahnya cabaran kita dok berjauhan ek...cuti lain-lain, jauh kena pakai duit plak tu. Nk isi balik bank yg kosong tu susah leeee"
Cembam : "Tu la..Aku plak mggu depan ada sekolah ganti utk Hari Raya. Kalau time sekolah ganti ko nk datang tak?"
Aku : "cam taknak je...dah ko sekolah..tak best ah"
Cembam : "Takpe la camtu. Selang seminggu tak jumpa pun Ok. Ko pun tak sangap kan..Ahahahahaha"
Aku : "Tak pun. Ntah2 kau yg sangap tapi tak nak ngaku..haaaa"
Well, a little bit of the conversation we had using the SMS service.We still have the same humor but it seems Cembam is catching up a bit. Hehehe. Oh, I decided to put a picture for every entry of my wedding because I couldn't get enough time to upload my pictures to share it by batch like the solemnization one in the previous entries. So, hopefully you can still enjoy it.
Want to share another picture of my childhood. From left, my Atma brother, my cute lil self, my niece Saidatul Aisyah, my niece, Salmah a.k.a Pupet, my niece, Saidatul Asiah, my niece Shahril a.k.a Palala and my elder sister, Kak Wa. At the middle holding the parang posing like a head of the clan is my uncle Paman Baidi.
Such a memory. We were trying to please the twins, Saidatul Aisyah and Asiah at this time. They are so attached to their mother, my auntie. They would stroll at the back of their mum everywhere and everytime. When we got the chance to lure them doing something like "Jom kita maka buah degan nak (degan is kelapa muda in Jawa)", as a little curious kids like them, they would come along.
"Jom tengok kambing atok nak?"
"Abang ada jajan..meh dok sini..nak tak? cium pipi dulu"
These are some of the phrases that were commonly used when we were trying to spend the time with the twins. Now, they have grown up being a beautiful girl. You can spot them number 5 and 6 from the left. My brother and I would always tease them whenever we meet them now.
My brother would act like Asiah is his girlfriend and I take Aisyah. They were so disturbed when we started to tease them earlier. I remember when I arrived at my auntie's house paying her a visit, Aisyah refused to get out of the room. She was crying...aahahahaha!!!
P/S : again I ask, the wife-hubby conversation part, that kind of story do you want to read it here? If not, then I'm gonna share it in my other blog =p