tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27938340878467622322024-03-06T13:54:41.672+08:00FarFarAwayFaaIt's all about me, myself and i, my life, my hope, my thought and my feelingErza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-51505512762913146382018-02-10T22:23:00.000+08:002018-02-10T22:23:36.136+08:00MemoriesIt's funny when all those little stupid thing that you've uploaded and deleted still remain there. Internet never delete it after all. Is it hunting you? So and so, just sometime it kind a hurt when those people that you pretty close back than were no longer remain in your inner circle, but most of the thing, doesn't bother and don't care. Everything happen for a reason and I am where I'm suppose to be at this moment. So just sit back and keep on chilling. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTedLO1xKJeqhYZLJYFkOo2rHqHtFKzhHhIJoGWryM18KxvQV5VraVDGkcfyQ8E1M1pgEMWM6Oppr4yD72q5bdCT9_NzfyjKy9ZDGH2sn_WNcHicwDcUIdYJFrTKgSG_UTylonbAIOv40/s1600/sms-19789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTedLO1xKJeqhYZLJYFkOo2rHqHtFKzhHhIJoGWryM18KxvQV5VraVDGkcfyQ8E1M1pgEMWM6Oppr4yD72q5bdCT9_NzfyjKy9ZDGH2sn_WNcHicwDcUIdYJFrTKgSG_UTylonbAIOv40/s320/sms-19789.jpg" width="320" height="213" data-original-width="600" data-original-height="400" /></a></div>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-57535275963816681122017-11-05T18:25:00.000+08:002017-11-05T18:25:45.420+08:00Finally, Yippie!!! Alhamdulillah Alhamdulillah.
Sesungguhnya rezeki Allah hadir dalam pelbagai cara.
Aku bukan seorang pelajar dalam katergori bijak atau pandai, jauhlah dari cerdik. Tak pernah masuk kelas no satu, tak pernah dapat straight A dalam semua peperiksaan besar Malaysia.Degree result pun 2nd class je. Tapi mungkin ada sedikit rezeki untuk aku teruskan pengajian sampai tahap ni.
Mungkin ada yang berkata,
“Elleh, Master je pun”,
Tapi untuk seorang aku, master tu pun dah payah nak capai.
Finally, I ended my master journey.
Extend one semester due to delivery.
Lost all my research progress due to my house been robbed.
Struggling as a fully breastfeeding mommy, and doing my research, and my baby was so clingy most of the time, ada masa nangis bawah shower sebab stress takut tak sempat siapkan research on time, ada masa sambil menaip thesis sambil breastfeed baby sebab idea tengah dok mai.
Kadang – kadang kita ni jenis kena tunggu seru mood sampai baru boleh betul- betul focus pada thesis (I just that type), baru ja ilham sampai, anak dok teriak nak susu, lari la naik atas katil bagi susu dulu, lepas tu kembali hadap laptop. Tengah idea dok mai laju sekali lagi anak terik, last – last aku pun join dia teriak. Hahahaha~
Tu tak masuk lagi lupa bawak pump susu p studio end up bengkak and kena balik awai, sakit wooooo~
Lepas tu sambil pump susu sambil drive balik dari kelas / studio / university. (Ni cerita master journey ka breastfeed journey tatau)
So here, me and my master baby.
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Hari ni janji dengan Sya nak jumpa pukul 3 ptg.
Ceben shift petang jd dia keluar rumah pukul 1 ptg.
Pukul 2 ptg drive sorang sorang pergi KSL jumpa Sya.
Makan, lepak, jalan2, borak borak sebab lama tak jumpa berdua selalu ada husband masing2, so gossip tu cover2 la sikit jd bila berdua ni abes semua keluar la perangai tu. 830 mlm masing masing balik ke rumah masing masing.
850 mlm betul betul sampai depan rumah dh nampak pintu gril kena kopak n tingkap lopong! Lompat dr kereta dengan tak sempat mati enjin n semua jiran kanan kiri depan dtg rumah.
Abang sebelah kiri ckp dia balik kerja pukul 6 ptg tgk pintu terkopak nak call tak tahu number.
Abg Chinese sebelah kanan dtg ckp smpai rumah dalam pukul 530 ptg dan tgk pintu dah terkopak try panggil tp xde org. Dia terus suggest call polis.
Terus call 999 n dia ckp akan hantar polis ASAP.
Kakak sebelah kiri suruh tenang n suruh minum and suruh duduk takut baby terkejut.
Abang Chinese terus ckp masuk rumah n check apa yang hilang.
Ah soo depan rumah (she's about 60+) dtg even jalan slow slow tanya ok tak?
Abang rumah depan ckp dia ada nampak org naik moto LC dua tiga hari lepas dok pusing area ni tak tau la dia aim ke apa ke.
Ok, terharu dengan jiran2 semua walau mcm mcm kaum n selalu just tegur tegur n senyum je xde borak2 panjang pun. Nama semua pun xtau but still prihatin.
Time tengah hari adalah paling sunyi kt kawasan perumahan sebab semua keluar kerja. So time tu laa pencuri buat hal, antara jam 2-5 ptg.
Masuk rumah n semua masuk sekali first thing mata nampak tv, ok it still there.
Laptop ceben dah tak ada. Lari naik atas bilik sepah, my laptop gone! 😭
Ok nangis! Dia ambil sekali dengan beg lap top dalam tu ada all journal and articles and buku yg conteng2 pasal my thesis.
Dia angkut sekali cooling pad dua dua laptop, speaker, mouse, external hard disk, thumb drive, charger phone, mp3 yg ada surah surah sbb recently bg baby dengar surah surah, head phone n earphone! Licin semua brg it dia hangkut!
Koleksi duit syiling lama abah hadiahkan dia simpan lama. Koleksi syiling dari zaman khalifah islam, zaman kesultanan melaka, zaman pendudukan british, zaman jepun dari banyak negara dalam satu album dia sapu!
Koleksi jam tangan semua hilang!
Gelang emas pun kena sapu!
Koleksi cap NY ceben dia amek yg paling mahal!
Kasut dia dh susun belakang pintu tp gamaknya tak sempat nak ambil kot.
Yang paling tak faham sijil nikah pun dia rembat sekali? What the hack???? Motipppp?
Terkejut menggigil satu badan, call ceben dia rush balik terus.
Jiran jiran semua tunggu smpai polis dtg n ceben balik rumah.
Apa pun benda paling ralat hilang adalah laptop n articles n journals thesis sbb xdak back up langsung, nak start over cmne??? Ok nangis tak berlagu pasal tu. Terasa kehilangan, separuh jiwaku pergi bersama mu!!!!!!
Tapi tetap bersyukur sbb time kejadian tu xde kt rumah kalau ada dlm keadaan sarat mengandung (8 month+) mcm skrg ni apa sgt laa yg mampu buat?
Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-75554353088006137552016-07-21T13:48:00.002+08:002017-11-05T17:20:08.257+08:00Happy tummy, Happy Me The best part being pregnant is when you have your own food delivery,
As if, your husband!
You can demands anything you want at any time!
Even sometimes that food you can do it yourself but still he willing to make it for you!
I suddenly wake up at 3am in the morning and hungry and all I want is only a french toast!
Wake my husband up and said I'm hungry and I want a french toast!
He immediately wake up and make me a french toast with a sprinkle or cinnamon and sugar on it.
I was happily wait at the dining table and he serve the french toast for me!
Hope this will last long not only during pregnancy laaah!
Thank you ceben!
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Awak cakap awak ni girlfriend dia?
Tapi dia tak mau add awak kt any media social.
Dia tak bg awak upload gambaq berdua kt media social awak.
Lepas tu kt ofis dia ckp dia tak bg apa apa reaction pun bila org tanya pasai hampa.
Bila org usik usik dia senyum.
Bila org tanya dia senyum.
Mengiyakan pun tidak menidakkan pun tidak.
Tapi dia usung awak balik rumah dia.
Bila family dia tanya dia kata kawan.
Bila orang yg rapat tanya dia kata awak yang perasan.
Dia cuma layan.
Awak pun layan kan dia so dia pun layan balik la.
Jap jap, sekali lagi.
Awak cakap awak ni girlfriend dia?Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-51139149490144998962015-09-04T18:21:00.000+08:002015-09-04T18:21:00.082+08:00Rehat<i>Kalau orang lain pantang badan susut.
Aku berpantang di rumah mak metua asyik makan je.
Badan masih sakit sakit, tapi darah dah tak banyak keluar.
Asyik baring, makan, baring balik.
Bilik ni jangan cakap laa bau minyak merah sepanjang masa.
Sebab satu badan kena lumur dengan minyak.
Kaki sentiasa berstokin sbb takut sejuk and yes, kalau sejuk badan jadi sakit.
Dalam masa yang sama, still meneruskan proses pembelajaran, register subject online, memikirkan kelas student yang tertinggal seminggu dan a few things.
Tapi sementara ada masa untuk berehat, rehatlah sebelum kembali pada hectic life.
Ikutkan hati nak masuk opis isnin ni tapi suami bertegas suruh rehat sampai habis mc.
Sabar je la kan.
Rehat laaa selagi mampu :)
Erza Ibrahim
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Officially lost you. My baby. Sekejap je nikmat Allah bagi. Aku gembira bakal begelar mama. Sepanjang itu aku selalu bercakap dengan kandungan sendiri. Suami manjakan aku dan harap aku jangan kerja berat selalu. Tapi aku tetap aku. Jalan tak pernah reti perlahan. Rasa diri sentiasa kuat. Bukan aku cakap aku hebat tapi aku rasa aku boleh.
Aku tak tahu aku mengandung sampai la aku pergi ke Klinik Kesihatan Hospital Sultan Ismail (HSI) untuk buat medical check up sbb aku further study. Time nurse tanya either I'm preggy or not I just said I don't know but I'm trying to convince. So she send me for UPT (urine pregnancy test) and the result came out I was positive! And I don't need to go to x-ray. Went home and told my husband (he's sleeping due to his 48hrs shift just ended. He hug me and drag me to bed with him and said, "tahniah sayang" he kiss me nicely but I need to rush to work because i took half day. So I live my life as a pregnant lady and I ate alot! I gain 7kgs in just 2 weeks! I'm happy just worried to much. I register my master, happily go to the uni and said to my baby, "nanti teman mama pergi kelas tau, kita sama sama belajar dan semoga anak mama boleh jd org yang bijak"
Kerja aku sebagai seorang pensyarah cum timetable coordinator and head or program memang gila (especially buat timetable) boleh bikin gaduh tau! Dan juga office environment yang sentiasa bergolak dan tak stabil buat aku rimas! Tapi bila balik rumah kalau suami off, dia layan aku mcm princess, cook for me whatever I want and treat me nicely.
Dalam masa yang sama another kolej push me to work for them with better offer tp HR dia serupa nokharom memg bikin aku stress ya amat! Dan aku juga nak convert dr full time lecturer kepada part time lecturer due to aku dh sambung study. Since my course aku sorg je yg apply for part time, uni dengan diktatornya convert aku kepada part time and aku serba salah sbb nak tinggal student mcm tu je because it just not me!
Tanggal 29 Ogos 2015 (sabtu) aku kerja full day and entah apa malangnya hati tu aku tergelincir di toilet office walaupun aku cuma memakai converse. Balik rumah badan aku sengal sengal dan tangkap pinggang dan paha aku. Ada blood spot but just warna coklat sikit stain kat panty. Aku buat rilex dulu. Suami kerja 48 jam pulak.
30 Ogos 2015 (ahad) blood stain dan makin banyak dan mula bertukar warna darah merah n stain makin banyak n dh start keluar mcm kasar. Sakit kt perut, paha, pinggang makin kuat. Husband heret aku pergi Hospital Sultan Ismail (HSI), they scan tp baby tak nampak, they did the scan yg masuk dari bawah, still tak nmpak baby and once dia tarik benda tu darah terus keluar mencurah curah. Aku keliru, lepas tu they did another two things yg still masuk ikut bawah and trust me it hurt like hell and they said nothing! Lepas tu dia ckp kat aku obiously not pregnant! Aku punya terkejut, confused, blur semua cukup sedangkan sebelum ni lab test from HSI ckp aku pregnant so xde la aku nak susah payah test dua tiga kali lagi kan? And they just ask me to go home and I did!
Balik rumah husband masuk kerja malam and said nak smbung ot for two shift. Aku just nooded tak layan sgt sbb emosi tengah kacau. Husband pergi kerja and aku pun buat biasa laaa nak mandi. Turun tangga pun sakit kot and badan sakit sakit. So darah memang tengah keluar once kt toilet rasa mcm need to pee so bila tgh pee tu ada seketul benda darah keluar sekali and terkejut sgt but xsmpat nak tgk sbb dh selamat masuk dlm toilet bowl. Once bediri and nak capai toothbrush, rasa pinggang sakit n perut menyucuk sgt lepas tu seketul ketulan keluar sekali. Ketulan baby dalam kantung dia, warna mcm hati dh lepas basuh. Aku basuh, kutip and bungkus dlm tissue and letak dlm bekas n masuk kan dlm fridge. Malam tidur tak lena and tunggu husband balik sambil menangis. End up tidur lampu bilik pun tak katup.
31 Ogos 2015 (Isnin) Husband balik esok around 12 pm smpai rumah and dia as usual try to cheer me up! And once I saw him, air mata terus tumpah. Dia tnya kenapa and I told him what happen. He ask me why I still keep it? It just hurting me more and more and I told him I wanted to show him I am really with his baby. He hug me and pujuk pujuk me. The whole day was crying and sleeping and I let him sleep he just come back from double shift kan. Smpai pa pukul lima petang badan tak tahan sgt tanggung sakit and let my husband know. He force me to go back to HSI and i refused! Dgn apa yg jd aku dh saiko kot nak pergi situ balik! And dia dh berkeras suruh pergi hospital jugak so I said, fine! U takd me to Hospital Sultanah Aminah (HSA) only than I will go.
So he did! Rush to the hospital and again masuk kecemasan, they send me to gynecology and do the same test like they did in HSI just here more gentle, tak press my stomach kuat kuat and even masukan scan ikut bawah they do it very gentle and not hurt that much and I told them everything include apa yg jd kat HSI and even show them the picture or blood cloth yg keluar tu and they confirm I was complete miscarriage. Kena tahan wad satu malam utk pantauan. Darah jangan ckp la keluar melimpah smpai basah kain n katil hospital. Siang tak makan (sbb kecewa and tak de selera) and malam tahan sakit pulak. Nurse cucuk ubat utk kecutkan balik rahim dia punya sakit menggigil aku tahan. Husband balik ambil my stuff (toiletries, baju, kain batik etc) and dgn muka tak malu tanya prg sebelah hospital dh bg makan or belum. Waktu tu around 7pm. Diorg ckp dh! Akak dah la tgh tahan sakit sbb lepas kenan cucuk ubat, tak makan badan dh gigil kot! Nak baring tak kena, nak meniarap lagi la gila duduk pun rasa serba tak kena. Last last org kanan bg roti org kiri pun bg roti jugak. Makan pun gigil kot!
Husband dtg hospital around 9.30 and dia masuk kerja at 10 pm! Dia bawak nasik lauk sayur brokoli n cendawan, telur dadar dan daging dendeng. Kepala dah weng sbb ubat dh effect n suruh kita tidur, tp lapar and darah banyak kena keep on pergi toilet change pad! Makan nasik dua suap dh xde selera. Husband kiss me and hug me and went for his work. I cuci diri sikit then naik atas katil and cuba tidur. Malangnya tak boleh tidur dan tahan sakit teruk. Dh la setiap sejam nurse akan kejut nak check suhu badan and amek bacaan heartbeat and tekanan darah.
Fully awake at 5 am since org sebelah pun dah bangun. Dia terus mandi. At 5.15 org sebelah kanan pulak pergi mandi. So I ask the person next to me,"kat sini memang kita kena mandi pagi ke?",
Dia gelak and ckp tak lah sbb dia tak selesa. Lepas je dengar bunyi azan subuh aku pun mandi. Heran kan mandi kat hospital tak sejuk pun.
At 7 am, my long lost friend time study kt Melaka, Enny. She's working at HSA as a nurse. Last jumpa tahun 2004 kot? Tak ingat sgt dah. Dia dtg bawak twister and spagethi. Hug her so hard and biasa la dia tanya and I told her the whole story. She went for her morning shift. Breakfast serve at 8 am selera masih tak de. Nurse keep on bg paracetamol since last night tp refuse utk mkn sbb mama pesal kalau boleh tahan just tahan so aku tahan je la. Around 9 dr pelatih dtg cek, kena ulang cerita balik. At 10 dr dtg cek and advise semua and at 12 dr pakat dtg and tanya keadaan aku and dengan muka buat buat sihat (sbb nak keluar wad punya pasal) so dia ckp boleh discharge at 2.
Dr advise yg aku kena pantang, and if possible do not get preggy within 3 month. And aku senyum je laaa kan nak but mcm mana. Mlm semalam kan tidur tak lelap so penat and asyik nak lelap je rasa. At 1 kot aku terjaga and rasa nak tumbuk muka org! Katil sebelah ada visitor so depa punya gelak, mcm pontianak telepas mangsa bunyi dia. Weehhhh, hg melawat org sakit kot! Hg kt kawasan hospital and kat dlm wad kot! Tak boleh berpikiran waras sikit ke haaa org nak rehat nak tidoq ke bagai?
At 2 dr ckp dah boleh discharge and aku ckp nak tunggu husband dtg dia ckp ok, boleh je nak lepak. Aku punya excited nak balik saljn baju kat situ jugak. Semua org gelak kat aku and ckp kurus boleh la main celap celup salin mcm tu aku terpikir, dengan ketinggian 158cm, berat dh 58kg aku masih kurus kah? Sebab sebelum kawen berat aku 48 - 50 kg je kot! Tp aku gelak je. Aku mengusik org kt dlm wad tu, perasaan mcm dok hostel and tiba tiba dapat balik. Babaiiiiiii! Semua org gelak je tgk karenah aku. Husband smpai dia settle kan bil and ambil ubat (dr bg stock acid folic utk 3 bln. Aku refuse utk amek mula mula sbb aku ckp kt dr acid folic buat selera aku banyakkkkkkkk and aku makan banyakkk and badan aku akan naikkk dan aku akan stress kalau aku gemuk. Dr ckp its ok to get a little bit fat sbb fat is easy to get pregnant) husbdan sampai and aku salam and peluk semua jiran jiran dlm wad serta berterima kasih especially yg bg makanan kat aku semalam. Jadi, bermula lah episod aku hilang gelaran mama to be and masuk alam pantang.
Dear my baby. There's so many things in life that I love. You are one of them. Now I need to learn to let you go. I know you will be in a better place. I love you so much.
Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-25787864014029369022015-07-11T17:55:00.000+08:002015-07-11T17:55:49.892+08:00Lost!It's hard to leave in a place that you never called home,
It's much more harder if at your home people treat you like you not belong there.
You feel you are lost.
Here I am, writting a lost post.
Yes, I am lost!
I don't know where am I.
I just feel not belong here at all.
I don't have any friends and families here.
When you choose to live and left everything that you have just to be with someone you love,
And when that someone treating you loke you're not belong.
You just lost!
Again and again.Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-18855387978497624042015-03-13T12:36:00.002+08:002015-03-13T12:36:48.923+08:00Rindu<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Di malam yang sepi<br />aku sendirian<br />dengar bisik hati<br />kupejamkan mata<br />biarkan dibawa<br />kembali ke suatu<br />ruang dan masa<br />indahnya bila<br />dibuai sejarah<br />di dalam keasyikan<br />terlihatkan seraut wajah</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Rindu<br />membelenggu<br />terkenang masa lalu<br />hati jadi<br />rindu<br />tak terkata<br />manapun kau berada<br />semoga berbahagia</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Ku bertanyakan mana Sita<br />kembalikan warkah cinta<br />moga manis jangan tangis hakis tinta<br />semua janji yang pernah dideklarasi<br />tinggal puisi sepi minta dideklamasi<br />aku masih bergelut memeluk takdir<br />detik bermula sehingga kemelut berakhir<br />apapun juga keputusan<br />aku terima walau jujurnya tak keruan dan<br />yang dah berlaku biarkan berlalu<br />nescaya nestapaku kan diubat waktu<br />kau harus bahagia walau tak bersamaku<br />khabarnya hidupmu kini ibarat ratu<br />nahu lagu berbaur tabu ku tahu<br />namun bukan niat ‘tuk menggugat dan menggangu<br />semoga kau pun merindui<br />dua lokasi, hati satu frekuensi,<br />aku rindu</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Rindu<br />sejujurnya ku menginginkanmu<br />di sini<br />bersama menempuh dunia ini</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Andainya diberi kesempatan<br />banyak yang mahu kuperkatakan<br />menyusur rekahan mengukur punca retakan<br />sejujurnya dirimu tak kupersalahkan<br />sempurna perbuatan, perkataan dan perwatakan<br />mungkin semuanya berpunca dari aku<br />yang selalu keterlaluan memahukan sesuatu<br />memorabilia, paraphernalia cinta<br />setia mencerita sisa memori tercipta bila (rindu)<br />ku mengadu ke purnama<br />bertanyakan khabar pujanggaku di sana<br />puisi cinta lama sibuk dihidupkan<br />menjadi senandung lestari bayu tiup-tiupkan<br />yang kau nyanyikan aku nyanyi juga<br />tak sempurna tapi ku kan tetap coba<br />semoga terus merindui<br />dua lokasi, hati satu frekuensi,<br />aku rindu</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Jangan ku kau lupa hingga hari kita bersua</span></i></div>
Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-26677145120999904802015-03-04T09:09:00.001+08:002015-03-04T09:09:19.237+08:00Forgive and forget<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>I don't know what it was</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>That made me love you</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Or what it was that made you</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Hate me the way you do</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>I remember what you said</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>And compare it to what you did</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>And it never made sense</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>You were there</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>And they you weren't</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>You had my heart</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>And I had yours</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>You said it was love</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>And so I stayed</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Maybe it was too much</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Maybe it wasn't enough</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>But I will never forget</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>The way you made me feel</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Like I was everything</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>And I will never forget</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>The way you made me feel</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Like I was nothing</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>I do forgive but it hard for me to forget. </b></i></span>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-50142693972037806402015-01-08T17:29:00.006+08:002015-01-08T17:29:55.640+08:00Masa<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Masa itu Emas</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Tapi Emas tak boleh beli masa</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Banyak benda nak tulis</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">- Banjir di Pantai Timur dan Utara</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">-Air Asia</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">-Najib main golf dengan Obama</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">-Statement menteri macam budak tadika</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">- Life wrap up for 2014</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">- New year 2015</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">-Kok Ping</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">-etc etc etc</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Tapi aku terlalu sibuk dan bila ada sikit masa terlupa atau hilang perkataan</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Tergantung~</span><br />
<br />Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-5853487595094415022014-12-18T09:09:00.004+08:002014-12-18T09:09:49.629+08:00Feel so good today<h4>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Alhamdulillah. Hari ni berjaya jog rumah - The Zon - rumah non stop! Feeling proud of my self! Keep it up!!! Kinabalu challange less than two month!!!! Go go go!!!! Kemuncak tertinggi Malaysia, kau tunggu aku datang!!! Kita berdeting bersama menggamit tingginya awan. InsyaAllah. :)</i></span></h4>
Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-73427942256677583862014-12-15T09:08:00.001+08:002014-12-15T09:09:14.587+08:00Be careful semua!<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Beware kalau pergi beli kat mana mana kedai sekali pun. Kita kadang kadang ghalit sampai tak perasan kena game ngn org pun, kita sibok dok men tepon la berangan la or rushing nak p kerja. Pagi tadi singgah 7eleven je pun beli susu kopi dutch lady (RM 2.20) dengan Kinder Bueno (RM 4.50) sambil dok beratoq nak bayaq tu besa laa main tepon, lepastu sampai turn tak tgk pun harga berapa sebab tau ada RM 10 kt tangan so bagi ja la lepas tu cashier tu ckp, tak cukup lima kupang, aku</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"> cam terserentak jap tak kan dua ketoi barang ni smpai RM 10.50? Tertoleh la screen cashier and it is RM 10.50. Then terus tanya, tak kan dua benda ni ja dah RM 10.50? Muka dia terus takut - takut then terus dia bagi balance RM 3, terus je sound mana lagi tiga kupang dengan muka buat buat garang, terus dia bagi. Moral of the story, time kita rushing and kalot kalot tu or ghalit main phone ke berangan ke careful la tah tah dah kena game dah. Tiga ringgit tiga kupang pun duit gak kot! Ingatkan kat Siam ja orang buat kerja ni nampaknya dah menular ke sini. Haihhhhh~</span>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-50487978177802299782014-12-09T10:43:00.001+08:002014-12-09T10:43:26.174+08:00Aku hanyalah seorang yang terbuang<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Sabar aku ada hadnya</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Aku juga manusia biasa</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Bukan selamanya dapat menahan rasa</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Bukan selalu hanya memendam rasa</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Apabila sampai satu tahap</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Aku dah tiada rasa</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Mungkin itu agaknya kau mahu</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Aku seumpama patung bernyawa</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Yang hanya mengikut kata</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Asalkan kau bahagia</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Tanpa peduli apa aku rasa</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Apa kata kau pilih jalanmu sahaja</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Tinggalkan aku begini sendiri</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerana kau pentingkan dirimu cuma</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Tidak pernah mahu fikirkan aku</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Yang terbuang di daerah sepi ini</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Apa yang ada kini hanyalah aku</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Seorang yang terbuang</span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Di daerah sepi</i></span>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-39450277096068493392014-12-06T10:01:00.002+08:002014-12-06T10:01:38.496+08:00Sabar<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Bukan maksud nak jadi keyboard worrier</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tak rasa pun mampu nak menjadi pengkritik</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tapi cuma rasa nak menyurakan perasaan</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Dah sebulan lebih hidup di Johor Bahru ni</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tapi apa yang aku dapati keadaan negeri ini</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Semua barang mahal<br />Mengalahkan Kuala Lumpur</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Dan orang orang sini marah dibandingkan dengan Kuala Lumpur</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Semua barang sangat lah mahal</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Terutamanya barang barang makan</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Bila ditanya kenapa mahal sampai macam ni?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Kenapa parking rate mengalahkan Pavillion KL?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Semua jawab sebab Singapore market</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sebab orang orang Singapura yang datang</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Barang mahal sebab mereka mampu</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Persoalannya, Johor Bahru ni dalam Singapore ke dalam Malaysia?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Rate gaji semua orang yg kerja sini dibayar dalam Singapore Dollar ke Ringgit Malaysia?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Aku semakin tak faham</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Semakin keliru</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tapi apakan daya</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Kerana kasih aku turutkan (poyo pulak ayat cenggini)</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Selagi boleh bersabar, sabar</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tak boleh tahan, cuba lagi bersabar</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Kalau buat rusuhan aku jugak kena</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Kalau mengamuk pun, aku hanya seorang marhaen</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Suara aku tak ada siapa nak dengar atau peduli</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Hanya mampu update blog sendiri</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Itu pun belum tentu ada yang baca</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sabar lah wahai sang diri</i></span>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-47235900797886756482014-12-06T09:53:00.003+08:002014-12-06T09:55:00.454+08:00Rindu<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i>Video call dengan adik dan anak menakan, menitik ayaq mata! </i></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i>Rindu tak terkata~</i></b></span>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-90479317621613539992014-12-03T16:57:00.001+08:002014-12-03T16:57:34.691+08:00Kecil Hati<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Kita tak akan kecil hati dengan seseoarang melainkan kita ada hati dengan dia</span>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-85969431050940521602014-11-23T20:05:00.001+08:002014-11-23T20:05:40.501+08:00R.I.p to my ancient heart<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Then I started to realized, that I've been living in one BIG lie! I'm fucking hates you!!!! Lalalalalala, trust, fucking hates you!!! And I've tried so hard and all get is one BIG lie!!! Lalalala! Trust me I'm fucking hates you!!!!!</b></span>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-22302629892277657362014-11-08T09:48:00.003+08:002014-11-08T09:49:08.920+08:00Everybody tell a secret, but can you keep it?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Got a secret<br />
Can you keep it?<br />
Swear this one you'll save<br />
Better lock it in your pocket<br />
Taking this one to the grave<br />
If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said<br />
'Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead<br />
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Why do you smile like you've been told a secret?<br />
Now you're telling lies 'cause you have sworn to keep it<br />
But no one keeps a secret<br />
No one keeps a secret<br />
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Why when do our darkest deeds do we tell?<br />
They burn in our brains, become a living hell<br />
Because everybody tells<br />
Everybody tells<br />
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Got a secret<br />
Can you keep it?<br />
Swear this one you'll save<br />
Better lock it in your pocket<br />
Taking this one to the grave<br />
If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said<br />
'Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead<br />
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Look into my eyes, now you're getting sleepy<br />
Are you hypnotized by secrets that you're keeping?<br />
I know what you're keeping<br />
I know what you're keeping<br />
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Got a secret<br />
Can you keep it?<br />
Swear this one you'll save<br />
Better lock it in your pocket<br />
Taking this one to the grave<br />
If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said<br />
'Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead<br />
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Allison?<br />
Yes, Catherine?<br />
I have something I want to tell you but you have to promise never to tell anyone.<br />
I promise.<br />
Do you swear on your life?<br />
I swear on my life.<br />
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You swore you'd never tell<br />
You swore you'd never tell<br />
You swore you'd never tell<br />
You swore you'd never tell<br />
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Got a secret<br />
Can you keep it?<br />
Swear this one you'll save<br />
Better lock it in your pocket<br />
Taking this one to the grave<br />
If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said<br />
'Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead<br />
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Yes, two can keep a secret if one of them is dead<br />
Yes, two can keep a secret if one of us is dead</div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>P/s: Psssst, If I told mine, would you swore to keep it as a secret?</b></i></span></div>
Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-61809433852447870862014-11-08T09:39:00.004+08:002014-11-08T09:39:59.436+08:00Materialistik VS Hipokrit<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Sewaktu makan malam bersama tunangan saya, ada couple kt meja sebelah yang mana perempuan lagi tinggi dari lelaki.</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Lepas tu tunang saya pun cakap, " Murah rezeki dia, dapat gf tinggi,"</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Couple tersebut berjalan ke kereta mereka, toyota.</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Saya pun cakap, "murah rezeki dia, sebab tu dia pakai toyota", sambil sengih kerang</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Lepas tu terus tunang saya cakap, "awak ni materialistik kan?",</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Saya jawab, "saya memang materialistik", dengan jujur</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Dia tanya saya" habis tu kalau dah materialistik kenapa pilih saya. Saya kan pegawai kerajaan cabuk je",</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Saya buat muka tak ada perasaan dan jawab,"sebab awak orang gomen la saya pilih awak, long time investment",</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Dia terus ketawa terbahak bahak sambil cakap, "patut la time saya kerja event dulu awak tak pernah cakap nak settle down dengan saya tapi bila dah jadi pegawai kerajaan awak setuju je bila saya ajak awak kahwin", sambil konon konon buat muka merajuk, bajet comel</span></i></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Sebenranya, pada pendapat saya tak salah kita nak jadi materialistik asalakan kita tahu tahap kemampuan kita, jangan lebih dari apa yang kita ada untuk berbelanja. Jangan jadi seperti "biar pape, asal bergaye",</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Mungkin istilah tu boleh diguna pakai zaman dahulu di mana air suam free, sambal free tp sekarang air suam pun ada yang charged RM 0.80 kot!!! Nak bergaya lepas tu dok rumah? Hahahaha</span></i></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Apapun biar Materialistik dari Hipokrit sebab si Materialistik ni kita masih boleh percaya dan boleh lepak dengan dia cuma dia dalam dunia syok sendiri yang dia rasa dia sangat best atas segala material things yang dia ada berbanding dengan si Hipokrit yang tak pasti apa sebenarnya dia nak, dia buat dan tujuan hidup dia dan orang macam si Hipokrit ni sangat lah bahaya kerana dia ni boleh kacau bilaukan hubungan kita dengan kawan², rakan taulan, sahabat handai, saudari saudari, ahli keluarga, adik beradik dan sebagainya.</span></i></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Jadilah Materialistik yang berhemah daripada Hipokrit yang beracun dalam kehidupan</span></i></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">xoxo </span></i></b>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-51951341012231796882014-11-06T10:01:00.003+08:002014-11-06T10:05:28.719+08:00Satu Percaturan Hidup<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Kami kenal masing masing pun dah kerja</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Tak sempat nak sweet sweet macam kanak kanak bercinta</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Tak pernah bergayut berjam jam macam zaman remaja</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Tex pun aku je yang banyak tex sebab dia tak berapa suka tex</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Kami share minat yang sama</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Kami boleh share music yang sama</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Kami ada perangai gila yang sama</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Dan Alhamdulillah kami bahagia bersama</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Kami tak pernah rasa deting kat kampus pun kan</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>So last week ada pesta konvo kt UTM dan adik dia buka booth kat sana </b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Kami pergi kerap juga laaa</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Lepas tu makan malam kt kawasan UTM</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Then dia cakap "walaupun kita tak jumpa zaman muda remaja, tapi tua tua mcm ni pun kita masih ada peluang deting dalam kawasan U walaupun just tumpang U orang"</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Aku pulak nak tergelak dengan statement dia</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>So sambil sambil kami makan kami pun ushar student student yang ada dan masing masing teringat masa masa silam masing masing sebagai pelajar</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>InsyaAllah bulan tiga tahun hadapan aku kembali begelar pelajar dan pejuang!</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Alhamdulillah untuk segala nikmat yang Allah berikan</b></span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Sesungguhnya aku bahagia walau terpaksa berjauhan dari kehidupan dahulu yang aku dah selesa</b></span></i><br />
<br />Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-32211175473983066002014-11-06T09:55:00.000+08:002014-11-06T10:02:56.360+08:00New Life in JB<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">What I can say more, I'm here at Johor Bahru. One of the places that i never imagine that I would spend my life here. I imagine somewhere far far away but never thought JB is one of the place for mt to live.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Well, first day I drive all around using JB, today is my 4th day working here, I don't need to used Waze anymore to go to work and come back from work and as well as if I wanted to go to my fiance's place. So far I'm survived! Yesterday try took a bus back from office and I succeed! I rented a room but my boss ask me to moved in to our quarters house as I may no need to pay anything. Now renting a room that cost me RM 400 per month without the utilities. The quarters is an old bungalows located at Stulang and facing the sea and Singapore. I can see Singapore from my window view! And I'm a big fan of old houses! Alhamdulillah, what a relief! Plus, if I took bus it only cost me Rm 1 per way, 5 minutes to office only. Now I'm driving from Bandar Baru Uda to my office and it takes around 20-30 minutes with the jam and I need to pay for RM 20 for the parking fees every single working day! %#@$^&*^@^^***%$ Kalah rate parking pavilion hokey!!!! Well, It's hard for me to admit it but I'm kind a miss Kuala Lumpur! The hangout places, the friend there, my bitches, my table talk partner, my partner in crime, the food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food food and of course the FOOD in Kuala Lumpur!!!</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">But, well... I will slowly adopted this new life in Jb, and it's kind a good thing when I close to my fiance' so we just hang out together and spend some time. Orang cakap darah kami maneh tapi Alhamdulillah tak dak nak gaduh ka hapa ka kami cuma wat lex wat pis ja so far! kekekekeke</span></i>Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-43155787504190323232014-10-20T10:16:00.002+08:002014-10-21T08:18:13.323+08:00Alhamdulillah, I'm engaged!<i><span style="font-size: large;">No words can describe how happy I was</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">But Alhamdulillah, I'm officially engaged to him!</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Thank you for this blessed life I had, families and friends who with me through my up and down time, accepting me for who I am and having me in life. I love all of you</span></i></div>
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Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-2745738781407465172014-10-14T16:24:00.001+08:002014-10-14T16:24:37.482+08:00Harga Sebuah Kematian Part IITanggal 11 October 2014 bersamaan 15 Zulhijjah 1435, nenek, Fatimah Binti Desa menghembuskan nafas terakhirnya sewaktu berkumandang azan maghrib, tapi disebabkan pada waktu itu, Dr in charge tak ada kat kawasan hospital dan hanya tiba minit minit berikutnya, waktu kematian yang disahkan adala pada pukul 7.50 pm. Al- Fatihah buat arwah nenek. 10/10/14 lepas tahu nenek admitted ke ICU, aku terus booked flight ticket dan terus rush balik ke Penang, nenek admitted di KPJ Bukit Mertajam, Bandar Baru Perda, Pulau Pinang. Adik perempuan, sepupu. makcik terus menangis, mama terus lari ke surau, maybe tak mau orang tengok keadaan dia sbb mama kan 'iron lady'.<br />
Hospital terus mandikan nenek (mandi biasa bukan mandikan mayat yang mengikut hukum syarak) dan bungkus nenek dengan kain putih, aku dan adik bongsu ikut nenek naik van jenazah balik ke kampung di Bagan Serai, Perak. Sepanjang perjalanan yang memakan masa selama tak sampai sejam tu, aku pegang kaki nenek yang aku rasa makin sejuk dan sejuk dan sejuk sambil baca Al-Fatihah tal berenti, adik bongsu pulak pegang bahagian tangan nenek.<br />
Sampai je semua benda dah sedia sebab dah maklumpada orang kampung. Actually pada waktu tu aku memang sehelai sepinggang dengan jeans dan tshirt mama yang aku rembat dengan jayanya.<br />
Sampai je terus place nenek kat atas katil yang disedia kan dan sibuk la org org kampung suruh tudung nenek dengan kain batil lepas sehingga paras dada dan tutup muka nenek dengan selendang putih. Aku dan adik bongsu terus mula membaca ayat suci Al-Quran sementara tunggu makcik pakcik menakan, sepupu sepapat, adik beradik dan mama abah yang naik kereta asing asing. Kami sampai awal sebab naik van jenazah.<br />
Orang Orang kampung dah mula memenuhi rumah nenek dan mula menyedekahkan ayat ayat suci Al-Quran pada nenek.<br />
Lepas semua beradik beradik sampai, aku mandi dan sarung kain batik serta baju kedah (baju harian nenek) dan lepas gilir gilir dengan sepupu sepapat membaca ayat ayat suci Al-Quran pada nenek aku terlelap awal pagi pukul dua atau tiga pagi.<br />
Pagi keesokan nya mama dah bawak extra baju kurung untuk aku dan pagi lepas mandi terus sambung bacaan untuk nenek ganti sepupu yang tak tidur semalaman.<br />
Kata mereka, nenek balik semalam sebab terbau bau yang sangat wangi pada sepertiga malam sewaktu mereka membaca ayat ayat suci Al - Quran.<br />
Urusan nenek agak dipermudahkan di mana, orang yang mandikan jenazah tiba tepat pada waktunya, aku ikut serta mandikan nenek, pengalaman pertama sebenarnya, mama, anty liza (makcik), baby sue (sepupu), cida (adik perempuan), along ana (makcik), nani (sepupu) sama sama turut memandikan dan turut serta dalam proses mengafankan nenek.<br />
Aku orang pertama yang cium dahi nenek sebelum depa tutup muka nenek.<br />
Lepas tu terus orang masukan nenek dalam keranda dan bawa ke surau untuk disembahyangkan dan terus ke kubur untuk di kebumikan, semua adik adik lelaki ikut serta tapi kami yang perempuan dihalang pergi ke kubur dan aku ngan mama pergi ke balai polis untuk buat laporan kematian.<br />
Alhamdulillah, jodoh nenek dan atok sangat kuat. Atok meninggal pada tahun 1999 dan tak tahu macam mana kubur nenek betul betul sebelah kubur atok, dah macam pengantin.<br />
Urusan nenek semua dah selesai Alhamdulillah.<br />
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Cakap belakang; time aku tengah sibuk gunting kain kafan adik perempuan duduk sebelah katil nenek, ada orang kampung tengah gossip; 'arwah meninggal dalam ambulance, otw balik kampung' sedangkan nenek meninggal atas katil hospital! Lepas tua adik perempuan sampuk dan cakap bukan, dia meninggal kat hospital, then dia persoalkan adik perempuan pulak dan tnya, 'hang sapa'<br />
Situasi kedua di mana orang kampung datang berduyun duyun dan cakap kat mama (maybe dia tak tau mama waris) kami mai nak tengok jenazah dari hospital orang kaya. Marah betul aku bila dengar situasi tu tp bila fikirkan semua dah selesai aku jadi cool balik.<br />
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Aku tak menangis langsung sampai lah nenek siap dikapankan, aku masuk bilik nenek dan tiba tiba kenangan dengan nenek semua terbayang dan aku terus menangis,<br />
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Nenek,terima kasih kerana besarkan kakak, masak kan yang sedap sedap kat kakak, hadiahkan rantai emas pada kakak sebab kakak dapat masuk university, hadiahkan cincin suasa batu delima untuk kakak, selalu ada dengan kakak time kakak down. Nenek kadang kadang senyap senyap bagi duit belanja kat kakak tanpa mama tau bila kakak balik kampung tapi tak bagi habaq kat mama, nenek akan buatkan kakak agar agar kering kesukaan kakak dari kecik bila tiba raya, sapa pun tak boleh lawan masakan nenek walau hanya sambal ikan temenung cuma. Kakak relakan nenek pergi sebab kakak tak tahan tengok nenek terlantar macam tu. Semoga nenek tenang di sana, kakak pun bakal menyusul bila tiba masanya. Kakak sayang nenek sangat sangat.<br />
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In Loving Memories<br />
Fatimah Binti Desa<br />
04 May 1935 - 11 October 2014<br />
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<br />Erza Ibrahimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00548080401544156775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793834087846762232.post-68142142819408563122014-10-10T16:42:00.001+08:002014-10-13T19:29:28.831+08:00Harga Sebuah KematianKematian sangatlah ditakuti<br />
Karena kita tak tahu apa yg berlaku selepas kematian<br />
Sebab tak ada orang yang kembali dari kematian dan menceritakan secara fakta apa yang sebenarnya terjadi selepas kematian<br />
Dulu sewaktu aku sekolah menengah aku tertanya tanya bagaimana agaknya kematian<br />
Aku sampai tanya kawan aku yang pada waktu tu yatim piatu apa perasaannya sebab aku nak tau<br />
Allah bagi aku rasa kesakitan itu dengan bagi aku rasa kehilangan tu<br />
Kucing aku kena gelek dengan jiran sebelah, dia mai ketuk pintu aku dan bg loceng kucing yg dah kemik sbb katanya tak perasan time reverse kereta dan dia minta maaf<br />
Aku menangis semalaman dan kadang kadang seolah olah terngiang ngiang bunyi loceng kucing aku tu<br />
Esoknya aku minta maaf kat kawan aku kat sekolah tu sebab kematian kucing tu pun aku dah rsa teruk sangat sakit dia<br />
Kematian pertama yang dekat dengan aku jadi pada umur aku 15 tahun, arwah atok meninggal sesak nafas<br />
Aku tak pasti sangat perasaan aku pada waktu tu yang aku tau time aku sampai kampung aku kena baca Al-Quran smpai pagi sebelah jenazah dan esoknya arwah atok dikebumikan<br />
Aku rasa kosong sangat pada waktu tu<br />
As time goes by aku mengharungi banyak lagi kematian<br />
Apa yang pasti, people only knows you more when your dead, hear and listen to you more after you die, they remembered you for quite sometime and then they go on with your life and forget about you<br />
As for now, nenek hospitalized kt ICU due to cancer stage 4<br />
Dia dah tak sedar as for my mama said, just tunggu masa<br />
Dr said there's no hope because she's too weak and already suffer a lot<br />
What actually happen is all my mama's sibling not talking to each other for quite some time, some years actually<br />
But when this happen, they tend to contact each other and start talking to each other<br />
Setiap kejadian mempunyai hikmah yang sangat besar<br />
As for me, even thou my engagement kena postpone, tipu la kalau aku tak rasa terkilan but one way to another my relation with his mother n also mama n his mother mcm lagi dekat<br />
And for you my love, thank you even you so far away, youre being a sweetheart that always check up upon me<br />
Nenek, whatever life give you, I always pray you the best. Semoga urusan nenek diringankan dan dipermudahkan. I always love you nenek. Al-Fatihah<br />
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