A confession to make

I have some things i would like to jot down here.
I don't want to keep it anymore and make my heart bleed.






Sometimes things are too subtle and sensitive to be discussed outloud esp when it involves the in-laws.
No-no..my in-laws are ok.
but i have learnt that i have to set my limits.

And every time this happens- I love my own family ever more and am grateful they're always there. 
A thing i always took for granted before. I'm so regretting it now. 

My sisters are always my strength, people i could confide and expect to give me their all. 
My brothers, my protectors, my helping hands.
Eternal bonds.


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All these happened recently.
During raya





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Sometimes, a small token of tQ would be already great.
Your hantarans are made by hand.By great effort and time.
With two very small children around. With a big wound not yet healed a month after giving birth.
Tengok pun tak.Apatah lg nk appreciate.
Tahu mengarah shj.

Bygkan yer.
She announced the wedding by Apr.
I gave birth by May.Confinement ended by end July.
Ramadhan started by end July
Wedding was on 3rd of EidulFitri.

Bleh pulak bila minta dia dtg tlg2 potong ribbons.
Or if at least could look after the small babies dia bleh pulak kata;

" sape suruh setuju on the 1st place nak buatkan hantaran.boleh je cr org lain buatkan"

Mmg dasar perempuan jenis sialan.

Ingat.
Dunia ni berputar. I'm praying the worst for you for what you have said.
And forever you're not welcome to my house.
Ever.


Serves you right when almost nobody was happy during your wedding.
It just ruined our eidulfitri celebration.
Org nak beraya.sibuk nak berkenduri.
Even mama was not happy, her own mom.Papa apatah lagi.
I don't have to be a mind reader to tell this-it shows.huhu~



I was so mad.I didn't even snapped any pictures of the hantarans i've made.not even a single one.


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Iman.
He maybe a  lil tyrant.But he'll be sweet when u layan him right.
Dahlah you jumpa dia pun setahun skali..or maybe dua.
Dok sebut budak tu buas..buas buas buas.
Tak reti dok diam.Pemusnah alam. Perosak majlis.
What??????In front of his mother pulak tu.mmg dasar.I may be smiling.but I am nvr malu to have a child like that.
Total morons.

He's a smart boy you fools.Pernah dgr tak if a small boy is full of ideas.maknanya apa?
Maknanya- he's creative and witty.And he's neurons are all working.Budak cerdik.
Kita tgk nanti.Inshallah~

Kata rindu sgt.konon2 nya rindu sgt lama tak jumpa.
When i sent him to go beraya with my parents masa kenduri kawin itu berlangsung-everybody was at relief.
A moron even said to me, "Ai mujurlah iman takde.ikut geypa dia.klu tak punah majlis"
What???
Happy jelah bila not even 1 of the pictures of the wedding ada iman included inside.Not even 1 yerr.
Suka lah kan bila pemusnah majlis dh kena send back to my parents and sisters.
The ppl who adores and truely happy with his presence.

So-called anak sedara kesayangan.

Alhamdulillah juga lah dia ikut geypa dia beraya.
Balik umah the next day dptlah kutip RM100 rezeki.
Rezeki Iman.My sweet Iman.



Majlis kawin seterusnya me and my kids hereby declare mmg tak akan hadir.







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If not because of my love and respect to you-hubby..
I would nver want to have any connections to these kind of ppl. 
Now i know why some ppl call them as out-laws.





I'm sorry.I am just human.I write what i feel.
To make me-self feel better.
Thank you for reading.








Ps-Kecik hati since raya tak habis lagi.klu abg nak balik raya haji ni,jom.saya isteri yang patuh dan taat.Tp I'm letting you know out-loud that i'll be far happier celebrating this coming eid here.where ppl appreciate small children and don't regard them as nuisance.where ppl even love you like their own son.