tribute kepada keluarga

what a nice life to be under the roof of family. ever since i got married, i started to appreciate my family more than i used to.

everything started during my wedding preparation. masa tu i was so busy with my part and my career, that i felt i can hardly manage everything. then i started to let everything go to my mom and dad. even some of their choices were out of my taste margin. but it is fun to work together with parents. i learned something new - that is work with them will ease everything. then i started to look up on both of them. they were my hero despite the help by grandparents, aunts and uncles. 

i started to feel lucky to have my mom and dad. i could say that 85% of my wedding expenses were covered by my parents. i should have feel ashamed of this but my mum said something that touched my heart till now - "it is our responsibility to get our daughter married to a guy.." which somehow i think is true. i've been brought up seeing how my poor grandad struggled to get his daughter married to someone and how big they have contributed to their sons on their wedding.

but when my husband has to find every single penny for our wedding while his parents did nothing but wait for the money to be banked in, i went speechless... hubby has to rush to the atm just to transfer rm100 for the mother to buy ribbon. while i know nothing about the ribbon, all i know was i gave rm300 to mak and the hantaran is ready. 

at the end of the wedding when my mom told me they got more than half of the wedding expenses covered by the duit sedekah kawin, i straight away agree that they money belongs to them. and i have no rights over it. but when my hub told me on his side they got thousands, i think those money should go to him. because he squeezed his everything to get all those kching kching... but my in laws took it all and i just could say-it-all inside my heart. 

enough with cerita kawin. some more, after kawin i started to miss my mom more. everytime i went to my in-law's, i miss my home like crazy. because it doesn't feel like your own home. mak i pernah cakap "sebaik-baik mak mertua ialah sejahat-jahat mak sendiri." i miss her more to the extend i could cry in which last time i did that was when i was in MRSM - homesick. then bila ade masalah with hubby or i am having some difficulties to adapt to the new so-called family, mak, abah and lala is the shoulder to cry on. and they made me feel better.

i see how much my parents care about me when i'm pregnant. mak never allow me to do heavy things. she gave me her seat and will carry all stuffs we bought at supermarket. she won't let me carry a single bag. abah will sacrifice his food for me and keep on asking me what i want and favour. semua dia nak beli and belanja. itik panggang lah, cucur la, even nasi lemak at midnight pun dia sanggup belikan for me. i know in their prayer, my safety will always be in. i think my parents understand me the most now. 

when i see people who can't pay any respect to the parents, i feel mad. perhaps when you're single and staying with the parents, you will feel that they were the most annoying peeps ever. but wait till you get a new family. nothing is better than your own. 

love u mak, abah, lala & nani. :')