Bila Allah tutup satu pintu, pintu satu lagi terbuka (something like thatla, can't recall the exact sentences for that)
I was supposed to attend one hen's night party somewhere at the center of KL. But due to something, i decided not to join, as my heart was still in bitter. Hurt by her harsh words. I'll try to blog in one day
Went off to Ampang. Decided to spent my weekend with my family. And so my mom told that we've had two birthday parties of her friends to attend. All i was thinking was a good food. And tho it was her Indian friend's daughter, what the heck. Beside they had been a good neighbour to my mom
Together with my mom and aunts and my neighbour, we went with our gifts in hands. We waited. It was so glamorous. Lots of balloons, colorful outfits, nice deco etc. Tho it was for the only daughter who'd turned to 15th, she was all dressed up. And the smells of the food, membuat kami lagi lapar.
One thing that made me proud to be here was, the family invited the whole of the neighbors, meaning the whole residents of that apartment. And surprisingly, they came. Melayu Cina India semua ada. And to respect those Muslims, they used catering for the foods. And they also played malay song from Sudirman. only chinese songs je takda.. but still the effort and thoughts that counts. Food was delicious and tasty![]() |
| sedara mara depa kot |
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| playground nearby, meriah mereka |
We really had fun that night. and i couldn't be more thankful for this




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