papa's home --not

so there were a few times papa and ibu came home together.

and now when ibu gets home, najwan -- who invariably is the one opening the door -- sees ibu and promptly says 'papa?' and looks beyond ibu for papa.

hello????

maidless again

this was so not expected.

but sahrim's family called and asked her to go home, her mom's condition had worsened to the point she wasn't taking in anything anymore. this was saturday during maghrib.

so called mama, after she checked there was a flight to lombok everyday, we all went over to bangi. drove at 4am to the airport and got her on standby, the flight was fully booked, the officer said we'd know by 7, the flight was at 8. that was a long time to wait but then we had to, so we waited. alhamdulillah, at 5 he came and said there was a cancellation and there was a seat for her. it was an open ticket valid for a month.

this was yesterday but when you start your day at 3:45 am, it had seemed like a very long yesterday. back from the airport, went to pasar borong selangor, did the marketing, so had to deal with putting those away when we got back.

mimi was sick today so the kids stayed home with her the whole day. when I got back, we went to go to the ustazah's house. upon returning, I discovered they had boiled water and left it on when we went out!!!! definitely not ready to stay home by themselves. mummy had cooked already but the boys decided to cook maggi and that was what they feasted on.

najwan had on tshirt and shorts that totally clashed. not that that really would have been that much different if kakak were here, he is now in the phase where he's choosing his own clothes, and then becomes very adamant with his choice. the "i do it" phase -- but that deserves a post by itself.

amjad's bicycle

I had a call at almost 3. Syazmi asked, 'abang ada call ibu?' I said no.
Syazmi: angah cakap ni ibu jangan panik tau.
Ibu: Kenapa?
Syazmi: abang kena langgar kereta.

seram sejuk, tersirap darah. more details.

they were on the way to mengaji. syazmi went the long route, amjad took their usual short cut. that was when he got hit.

not quite sure of the details here. but the short of it, the person came out, took a look at her car, then asked if amjad was okay and went on her way!!!! grrrr!!!!! the boy tried to bring his crooked bike to the ustazah's house but it was too much for him so he left it there and walked the few meters.

apparently someone else saw it, called the ustazah and even gave the registration number of the car and when the ustazah asked if onyone was hit, amjad raised his hand and that was when the others realized it. the ustazah sent him home later, syazmi and hazmi and some others brought his bike to ustazah's house.

I cut short my appointments, and went home, he was asleep then. saw the lacerations on his chest. ouch! then went to see the ustazah. saw the sorry state the bike was in, the tires were both crooked, and other things (don't know the names of the bicycle parts) but in short it looked bad. just made me doubly glad he was okay.

took him to the clinic. he checked out okay. but wondering if we should go and get him a chest x-ray tomorrow. we'll see how he is overnight I guess, he refused the dr's offer for mc.

papa went to bring back the bicycle from the ustazah's house. she said the person called her and asked if she should replace the bike. papa said we were very concerned because of the lacerations and bruises on him, and ustazah was surprised to hear those. i still can't believe the person left amjad, as much as he got up by himself, I would think you would at least want to see him safe to his destination, if not actually take him to the clinic yourself.

abah wanted to stop the kids from mengaji, we'll just let them walk for now. not really to punish them but we're just a bit jittery for the time being.

alhamdulillah, given the state of his bike, I just can't be thankful enough to Allah for keeping amjad safe. if the car had hit his leg, he'd probably be in a cast right now. a lot of ifs so we're really just so thankful he's alright.

do we need another bed?

actually, the right question to ask is "do we need a bed?" and the resounding answer seems to be "not at all."

went to say good-night to the kids and lead their doa going to sleep, they were all huddled on a comforter on the floor, nobody wants to be on the big bed by themselves.

the bed doesn't quite get the same blast of the air-cond.

oh well.