Cats, Night Safari and Parades in Taiping.

Terima kasih kepada budak penyepah buku, aku dah jumpa kitab Bahaya Sikap Was-was yang lama aku cari untuk mencari jawapan bagi hukum bayi melintas di atas sejadah semasa solat. Apa ntah nama kitab originalnya, yg ni dah diterjemahkan bahasa melayu.

Terlupa nak bawa kitab tu ke ofis, tapi dipendekkan cerita, kandungan kitab tersebut mengukuhkan lagi hujah2 yang telah diutarakan oleh ustaz-ustazah kita. Insya allah kalau berkesempatan waktu, aku tuliskan di sini.

Di dalam kitab itu juga, jumpa jawapan perihal kucing. Rid berpendapat manusia yang telah mendomestikkan kucing, sedangkan kucing itu asalnya hidup liar.

Rasulullah s.a.w berkata,"Sesungguhnya kucing itu tidak najis, baik jantan atau betina antara binatang yang mengelilingi kita."

Di dalam paragraph seterusnya menceritakan kata-kata seorang Sabahat, bahawa di kota Mekah itu memang banyak kucing.

Ini mungkin satu bukti bahawa sesungguhnya kucing itu manja, jinak dengan manusia. Mereka hidup dengan manusia, bukannya manusia ambil di hutan, dan menjinakkan mereka.

Kalau kucing hutan or kucing batu tu, sah-sah le kucing liar :) Ko jinakkan macam mana pon, takkan jadi jinak. Garang siot diorang tu!

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Sempat ke Night Safari semasa di Taiping. Trainer kami sangat baik hati, bagi one night off. Dia pon sebenarnya dah mentally drained, kami tanya banyak soalan hehehe.

Sangat best! Tapinya, the train ride tak smooth, very bumpy. Adeh, stressful beb perot aku. Last-last, aku kena lepak bawah payung besar Night Safari sementara kanak2 lain jalan kaki tengok animals sekali lagi. Aku bagi alasan, aku takleh tengok ular memandangkan aku *toot*. Sebenarnya, aku dah worried, perot aku rasa semacam maa.

Aku dapat imagine Lynn lompat-lompat tengok kongkang.

Anyway, the black panther are COOL! Pakcik, no pink panther?

xoxoxo

Other than Night Safari and Zoo Taiping, another interesting attraction in Taiping is the sexy non-women women parade at Taman Tasik. Hehe.

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Conventional.

My GP is an old mamak man, perhaps in his 60s.

No, he's not the famous Dr. Rahman.

He does not need an ultrasound machine nor any other device. All he does is feels my stomach, cups it with his bare hands, starts his counting, and measures whatever there is in the stomach.

"OK, *whatever-there-is-in-the-stomach* is developing as according to its date calculation."

He then pushes every side of my stomach with extra force to see if there is any pain, and explaining the body parts. This is what, what, what, and this is where *whatever-there-is-in-the-stomach* lies.

I tried not to arch my eyebrows or scream to his face. In accordance with the latest Government's campaign for berbudi bahasa, I hinted nicely to him.

"Well, the pain is not such a big problem eh?"
"No. It's caused by pelvic inflammation." Smile.
"So, there's no need for ultrasound scanning?" Smile back.
"No." As sure as he is.

Hmm.. believe I should have more faith in him. An old doctor with old medical methods seems to be wiser.

Eventhough he looks kinda fragile little thing in my eyes.

I went to KL Sentral afterwards for lunch. Yes, us rich people do not eat at commonfolks' foodcourt at the riverside. As I passed the camera shop, there's this urge to peek through the glass.

:heartbeat goes faster:

AAAA, there he is! Looking as handsome as ever :scream: :scream:

After that one glance, I told myself DO NOT PEEK AGAIN. NO, NO, DON'T! What if he caught you peeking? Shame on you, woman!

Luckily he didn't notice. Fuh....

Oh, I've sinned :hands on forehead:

Not that I'm not going to do it again next time.

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Ameer and his solat.

"OK, Mama nak solat Maghrib."

Zas! Sepantas gaban dia lari ke bilik solat. Landing di tilam sambil menunggu aku ambil wudhu'.

Aku hamparkan tikar sembahyang dan mula pakai telekung. Dia pon ambil tikar sembahyang dia yang warna kuning. Dia cuba nak hamparkan juga, tapi jadi macam roti canai.

Dia pandang aku. Uh uh! Tangan tunjuk tikar. Mulut muncung. Kening berkerut. Konon important sangat arahan dia.

"OK, dah. Ameer solat ya?"

Kita qiam di hujung tikar. Dia qiam di tengah-tengah tikar. Kemudian dia angkat tangan, takbirratul ihram. Tapi, kenapa macam baca doa je? Aku tak berani gelak kuat-kuat. Takut dia kecik hati.

Lepas takbir, terus sujud. Mak aih, lajunya! Lepas sujud, bangun lagi tadah tangan macam baca doa.

Kui kui kui.

Sekejap saja solat dia dah abes. Lepas tu, baca kitab pulak. Adeh, bersepah-sepah kitab di buatnya. Nasib baik Quran dah letak atas almari baju.

Oh, berkenaan dengan kemusykilan agama yang aku utarakan hari tu. Hukum bayi melintas di tikar sembahyang. Aida & Aini yang baik hati dah tolong tanya-tanyakan kepada ustaz-ustaz dan org2 'alim. Jawapan yang kami terima, dibenarkan dan tidak membatalkan solat, dengan syarat najis tidak tertumpah.

Antara hujahnya:
i) Boleh dikhilafkan seperti hukumnya wanita yang datang bulan memasuki masjid, iaitu dibolehkan dengan syarat tidak tertumpah di masjid.
ii) Najis bayi itu tertampung oleh lampin yang dipakainya. Tidak menjadi masalah jika melintas. Namun, jika bayi duduk di riba atau sebagainya, dan anda merasa was-was, disarankan untuk tukar kain sembahyang / cuci bahagian tersebut dan solat semula. Keyword di sini ialah was-was.
iii) Najis tersebut bukanlah kita yang menanggungnya. Malahan, yang menanggung najis tersebut adalah bayi kecil yang tak tahu apa-apa. Orang jawa kata, innocent child. Orang jerman kata, belom mumaiz lagi. Dah memang nature dia lari sana, lari sini, berbuih mulut pon cam takde effect kat dia. Contoh najis yang tidak ditanggung oleh kita ialah tahi cicak. Sebelum solat, kita sudah pastikan tikar sembahyang, pakaian dalam keadaan suci. Semasa solat pula, cicak mengebom tanpa kita sedari sehinggalah selesai solat. Hukumnya, tak perlu solat semula sebab kita tak tahu semasa solat, ni dek khusyuk sangat kot. Tapi, kalau dah nampak, takleh la buat2 tak nampak pulak heheheh. Sama gak dalam kes nih, kalau dah nampak cam basah jek tikar sembahyang tu, kena la batalkan solat. Kalau tak perasan, takpe.

Jadi di sini, ada dua pendapat iaitu ianya membatalkan solat, dan satu pendapat lagi dibenarkan dengan syarat tidak tertumpah. Boleh berpegang dengan mana-mana pendapat, asalkan berijtihad dan yakin dengan hujah-hujah pendapat tersebut.

Sarang tebuan di luar pagar,
Budak nakal jangan lastikkan,
Saya Mama baru belajar,
Kalau salah tolong tunjukkan.

Pergh, berpantun gua hari ni!

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Polka Dot Wira.

My new black Wira ahem, yes no more Kancil due to 'alleged' addition to the family ahem, looks like a leopard. Instead of being orange with black spot, our car is black with white spot. Well, hope the onlookers will see it as a new fashion or something, but obviously people don't paint spots on their windows.

I think most of them thought that we borrowed money for Along and didn't pay up, from the look of their faces on the jammed Federal Highway. Some nastily giggled.

Oh well. What can I do? I had nagged enough. Furthermore, there's no point of nagging. Men just wouldn't listen, because they can only do one thing at a time. When they play games, they play games. They don't play games and listen to wifey nagging.

And it's been three days eversince the car get splashed with paint, luckily it's only cat kapur if not die la, but still no effort of washing. It's not that he has to bring down pails of water from 9th floor and get all soaked and soaped. All he needs to do is drives the car to the nearest car wash, sits around reading newspaper, and perhaps watches girls passing by. Like, that is so hard?

Oh. His sojourn is a lot more important that he would die not playing.

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Anita, Don't give up!

Ini posting sebelum aku pegi yet another meeting.

Hero 1 -> OK. Ngam. Hensem. Muka baik.

Hero 2 -> OK. Ngam gak. Hensem. Muka tak gatal.

Awek 1 -> Cun tapi seksinya nampak bontot Erk!

Awek 2 -> Erk! bontot lagi

Awek 3 -> Lagi-lagi Erk!

Awek 4, infiniti -> Erk! Erk! Erk!

Aku ni tengok telenovela espanol ke video porno? :garu pala:

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No more, please.

:muntah hijau:

I had enough of

Rambut siapa ini?
Yang ini lagi?
Yang ini lagi?

Crap. Can Unilever kindly please take out the advert from the TV? I can't bear rambut-siapa-ini? anymore.

That sulking pouting mouth is not cute. The 'after' hair is soo fake, we know its been retouched. The model actually looks better with her 'before' hair.

Then we have this Ha-yang-ini-siapa-punya-pulak like she doesn't even know her own hairclip?

Dem irritating.

The only thing worth looking is the charming handsome hero :drool:

Now. Excuse me while I go to the ladies to muntah hijau. Just thinking of the advert make me puke.

Hmm.. perhaps there's another reason for the vomiting :hands on the chin:

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Something got him excited.

Seperti biasa, aku lepak di bilik tidur menonton televisyen. Ahmad tiada, ke surau. Jadi tanduk pon naik.

Tiba-tiba Ameer menjerit. Terkejut mak! Lah, apa kenanya anak bujang aku?

Takkan histeria kot. Baru setahun lima bulan. Lelaki pulak tu. Yang kena histeria ni biasanya perempuan saja.

Aku hairan. Jengok kepala ke ruang tamu. Ameer di meja komputer. Biasalah tu, setakat tekan-tekan keyboard memang pandai sangatlah si Ameer tu.

"Ada apanya, mir?"

Uh uh! Mulut muncung-muncung. Terlompat-lompat atas kerusi. Jari tengah tangan kanan tunjuk skrin komputer. Tangan kiri pegang mouse.

Aku dekat lagi, nak tengok apa yang seronok sangat sampai Ameer teruja macam tu sekali.

Laaahh, itu pun teruja sangat ke?

Rupa-rupanya budak nakal tu belajar satu perkara baru. Eureka! sangat la tu konon. Bila gerak-gerakkan mouse, pointer mouse di skrin pon bergerak-gerak. Hek eleeeeehhh.

Ingatkan apalah yang gempak sangat. Sampai nak runtuh Vista Angkasa.

xoxoxo

Contrary to what you want to believe, there is no surprise for our anniversary yesterday. Nil. Zilch. Nada.

What he brought home is RM10 ice cream. This can be considered as surprise if you want to put it as that, but the thing is, it's his favorite flavor.

Whenever he bought a cake, it must be blueberry. Ice cream, blueberry also. Always his favorite.

Doesn't he know that blueberry is too sweet for my liking? Told him like zillionth time.

When I asked, why didn't you bought my favorite flavor, he answered,"what's your favorite flavor?" Sheeesshh....

Like you know me yesterday?

:despair:

p/s: oh just in case you were wondering, it's chocolate :D

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Angelic Amni.

There I looked on with envy across the table. Aida and her husband were eating their food peacefully, while their daughter sat angelicly without a single sound. I felt like rubbing my eyes and pinching my skin, is this for real?

My son on the other hand, it might be too harsh to say he's being satanic as opposed to angelic, I'll just say he's being.. well, himself. He kept on climbing up and down the chair (and the table too), demanded to drink iced drink on his own and slapped me on the face when I asked him to stop, ate the ice cube (what kind of babies eat ice cube?), squashed the boiled egg given as the wedding token for guests, and running here and there to peek curiously at people.. the list continues.

How come Aida and Mufis can eat peacefully together at a time, while we had to take our turns looking after Ameer? Argh, ini sungguh tak adil, tak adil! :gigit tablecloth:

Perhaps I should get a girl next. Ehem.

Both me and Ahmad were finally relieved when he got caught up shouting at birds and chickens at the neighbours' place. As long as birds and chickens are concerned, we were rest assured that our son would be safe and sound at that particular place. Kidnapping excluded.

xoxoxo

At another wedding, my son helped parents of one baby by checking the wheels of his stroller. He pushed the wheels to and fro, slowly at first, then gradually fasten the tempo. Oh uh, I could see the baby waving his hands and legs to signal the danger to his parents. Alamak, the father angry lah. The mother pulak just laughed it off.

Upon seeing the parents' reaction, I gestured Ahmad to pick his son up. Malu eden, malu!

:lol:

xoxoxo

Hopefully someone could clarify my kemusykilan agama.

Somebody told me that when babies walked on our praying mat while we were praying, our prayer automatically terbatal. Reason being, babies carried najis in their pampers, thus they are najis, and not suci.

I was taken aback with the statement, because what am I supposed to do since Ahmad is in the surau during maghrib and isya', tie my baby to the bed? Locking him in another room is also a no-no, he'll cry so loud I won't have a peaceful mind to pray. All I can do is to tell him that I'm going to pray, please don't kacau me and spread another praying mat for him to pray. But if he still does it (since he loves praying himself) while I'm praying, nok buak lagu mano?

So, I hope that somebody who had better Fiqh knowledge to clarify this thing. For one, I thought that something may be najis but may not menajiskan, such as a cloth with dried urine. It is najis, but if you put it with clean cloth, the clean cloth does not become najis. Two, animals such as cats carried najis too (they don't beristinjak after they do it unless for the clean-freak ones), but they're not considered as najis, right? Unless if they're dead animals, dogs and pigs. Third, Saidina Husin and Hasan too sat on Rasulullah s.a.w lap while he's praying, but he still continued with his prayer. Well, perhaps that doesn't count because during their days, they didn't wear pampers.

Please, please, please help me with this. I had been in syak, wasangka dan wazan in a few days. I would thank you a lot for this. Thanks in advance.

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Vandalism.

Somebody karate-d one of the toilet seat.

Uh oh the horror!

Vandalism in the ladies? Hmm... now, which lady has that much of strength?

:eyeballs go right and left:

gegegege horror horror.

Better angkat kaki now. Lynn, chalo!!!

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Ada apa dengan bola?

If you accidently switched on a channel showing football match, you might have guess that it may make your husband's head turns and gets his attention. But a 16-months old baby boy?

Now. That's amusing.

Perhaps in the Y chromosom of male kind, they have special traits for liking for balls or cars, and liking to chase birds (since all boys Ameer's age in the nursery seems to like chasing birds). And as they grow up, instead of chasing birds, they chase hot chicks.

No, I didn't mean roasted chickens.

xoxoxo

On another occasion.

Ameer did something naughty. So Abah scolded him.

As usual, whenever he gets scolding from one parent, he turns to another for cajoling. But since we have an agreement not to contradict each other in bringing up our kids, I maintained a firm yet gentle voice and tried to explain why he was scolded.

But he wanted more than that, and didn't want to stop crying. Aiyoh.. malas le nak layan :P (Furthermore, me waiting for my Korean dramas hehe)

Lucky me, at that moment 8TV showed football match on the news. So he stopped crying, and watched with eyes wide open.

And cried again when clips of the football match ended.

Heh. Macam-macam pon ada.

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Meeting Farid.

After the meeting with Maxis at Menara Maxis, one of the guys offered me a ride to the office. My stupid mouth went,"Takpe, saya ada agenda lain."

Am I crazy or what?

Telling an Assistant General Manager that I have another 'agenda' when we were in KLCC?

I refused the offer because I found it awkward to be in a car with 'other man'. But, couldn't I find a better word to say it rather than implying that I wanted to go shopping?

Maybe stupid is my second name. Oh wait, is it the first?

xoxoxo

I was waiting for the lrt in KLCC station when I noticed a miscall. So, I called the number back.

It's Aini on the other end.

Bla bla alang bla bla penn state bla bla klcc bla bla 1.00 p.m. bla bla (check the time) bla bla abes aku nak buat apa sementara tu? bla bla bla ha ok ok.

Next, called up Aida.

Bla bla oi, what to do at KLCC bla bla gila bosan bla bla aa, depan KFC bla bla.

Then I wandered around KLCC aimlessly. It was just 12.00 noon, still have another one hour to kill. Argh, what a boring place KLCC is!

Well, it wouldn't be that boring if I had the rich people's wallet.

Ah, lucky me. There's Time next to KFC. Walked into the bookstore, screened the books, and then picked up one. Boy Meet Girl by Meg Cabot. The same author for Princess Diaries.

One page after another, I was hooked. Believe it, I actually sat on the floor to read. People stared, but did I care? NOT!

Ah damn! Now I need to buy the book. Curiousity not only kills the cat, but me. I SO hate myself. Next time, pick a boring biography instead.

But nothing beats reading a good book while waiting.

xoxoxo

"So, Kak Tini bla bla bla?"

Blink blink.

I seemed not to hear the rest. For a few moments, I was dumbstrucked.. uh oh, Kak Tini?

Dunno why, but hearing Farid addressing me as Kak Tini sounded, weird.

These people were very polite calling me kak and stuff like that, and I went ho ho aku bla bla kau bla bla hampeh bla bla then ho ho lagi.

Then, I heard someone asked Farid how old his brother is.

"We're only two years apart."

My head went, these people are 24, so the brother must be 26.

"Oo.. so, 27 this year."

Eh? What happened to my Math?

"You guys 25?"

"Ye le." Aida and Aini chorused.

Ngaaa.. then I'll be 26 this year? Not happening. Are you sure you're 25 girls?

"Dah 26 pon perangai masih macam budak-budak." Aini
"Anak dah nak dua, takkan le muda lagi." Aida

Huhuhu sampainya hatimu :P

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Barney.

"What will we see at the zoo?
What will we see at the zoo zee zoo,
What will it be when we're walking through,
Come with me to the zoo zee zoo,
Come with me to the zoo!"

Heh.

Sapa sebenarnya yang tengok Barney nih? Anak ke emak?

Sekali sekala, temankan juga Ameer tengok vcd yang baru dibeli Jumaat lepas. Mata dia tak berkedip2 tengok animals at the zoo. Everytime keluar gambar animal, sibuk dia nak suruh kami tengok juga sampai mulut muncung2. Kena la explain, itu zebra, monkey, lion, rhino...

Siap nak lompat2 macam kangaroo. Roar macam harimau. Menguap besar macam hippo. Menari menyanyi ikut Barney, BJ & Baby Bop.

Sebenarnya aku nak beli dokumentari, mcm National Geographic ke apa ke, tapi takde jual kat Speedy. Sebab mata Ameer lagi tak berkedip kalau tengok National Geographic (TV3, Jumaat) dan Crocodile Hunter (TV3, Selasa). Last-last Lynn tunjuk Barney's Lets Go to the Zoo. OK la tu kan, daripada tak beli langsung.

Thanks Lynn :D (And A too)

Err, perlu ke aku subscribe Astro?

Sejak Jumaat, aman damai je rasa nyehehehe. Asal rasa cam malas dah nak layan dia tendang bola / kejar burung / main belon / mengada, aku bukak vcd. Dulik la aku nih lazy mama ke hapa ke, asalkan hidup aku bahagia muehehehe.

Tapi yang tak bestnya, dia tak kasi tukar la pulaaaak. Nak tengok Barney jek. Bangun pagi dah nak Barney. Tido pon tengok Barney. Boring leeee...

So, dalam kol lapan malam tu, aku ajak dia main bola kat living room, then bila time dia tengah leka tuh, aku pon tutup vcd dia and terus tukar 8TV. Mana boleh tinggal beb! Tinggal berapa episod je nih :grin:

Buat pembaca2 semua (yang dah marah2 sebab aku tak ngapdet), dengarkanlah lagu dendanganku khas untukmu. Music, please!

"I love you, you love me,
We are happy family,
With a great big hug,
And a kiss from me to you,
Won't you say you love me too?"

Nyehehehe.

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