Assalamualaikum!
Seperti yang dikatakan di entry yang lepas... bahawa sanya saya akan mengalami depresi yang besar kerana tidak dapat beraya bersama keluarga pada tahun ini..benar benar terjadi..
OK. taklah depressed mana. Tapi, disebabkan hormon hormon pregnancy ini membuatkan hati seorang wanita ini mudah benar terluka dan tersentuh dan sememangnya saya dilahirkan untuk terlebih drama dari manusia yang lain.
(may i write in broken english? thank you. hahahaha)
So we went back to Kedah, one day before raya. The journey was so smooooooooooth than the journey back to my kampung Melaka. Because of what? Because i was able to sleep and snore and eeaaattt and annoyed my husband who was fasting and him, being patient with all the needs that i want
Nak bubur mcd laa (unfortunately mcd takde dekat rnr highway kecuali rnr highway Genting Sempah, and we ended having a little fight
"tadi sebelum highway bukan ada mc d ke ? *muka nangis*
"ye la.. tapi semua mcd belah sana.. macam mana, sayang cakap lambat nak mcd..tiba2 dah highway"
"takkanla takde mcd lagi huaaaa nak bubur...lapaaar .."
"lain taknak?"
"taknak. nk bubur jugak"
yeah. i know. i hate myself too.
My husband weakest point is : bila isteri dia lapar. This sweet guy just cannot stands when im hungry
But because i insisted that i want bubur MCD!! I only be able to eat it after we arrived at Kedah, and after he dropped by at Aman Sentral Mall just to buy bubur for me. and that was 6 hours laterrr k. At 6 pm. I am freaking pregnant. Might be just fasting hahahahaha.. (padahal dah melantak jagung, milo 2 kotak letak ais , and many more )
So the drama starts from the 1st day of raya.
My in law family is a veryyyyyyyyyyyyy veryyy kind hearted family, they treat me so good that i do not feel like an outsider or stranger. Everyone was smile ear to ear with me and it feels so good like usual. It was the 3rd time i stayed at Kedah, and despite their humble hospitality and i was still feeling very shy when it comes to EAT.
THE depressing moments was:
1) There is no nasi impit on pagi raya. There is no kuah kacang. But there was Rendang cooked by mil, and my husband lovess it so much that i determined to learn how to cook Rendang. (butthatdeterminationvanishedrightaway) (hahahahaha) (itwashismothercook) (sonevermind) (everyonelovestheirownmothercookright). I ve been spending my Raya with nasi impit and kuah kacang and lemang and rendang. I mean, every single day of the first Raya as for the 23 FREAKING YEARS, that was what i usually eat on the first pagi Raya.
But on the 24th of my pagi raya, My lovely mil prepared keaw teaw goreng and rendang, and ketupat palas that she prepared last night. I was so taken aback by the fact that there is no usual food that I always eat, nevertheless i eat the keaw teaw like there is no tomorrow. SO hungry. (pregnancymakesyouhungryallthetime) (ESPECIALLY IN THE MORNING) It was SERIOUSLY OKAY AND I CAN ADAPT TO IT....SERIOUSLY SERIOUS.. i mean i know how to adapt with the situation. So it was like nevermind la.. balik kampung nanti boleh makan.
Later after solat Raya, and snapped some Family photos.. my husband family and I went to visit the saudara mara punya rumah from Kedah side sampaila to Perlis Side. We went to 6 houses but there is no freaking nasi Impit and kuah kacang. hahahahaaha. I was still okay with it. You know my face when expecting to every houses.
"UH oh.. ketupat pulut lagi.."
"uh oh.. why did they serve nasi ayam..nasi hujan panas..mihun sup....where is the nasi impit? kuah kacang? helloo? are you there?? at the back of the kitchenn??"
But still i was okay with it. Malahan melantak lagi. HAHAHAHAAHA what do i deserve to eat all those kind of foodsssssss. Look at my "days to ganti puasa" it is gonna be so depressing to ganti hahahahahahaha. I can imagining my husband revenge, eating yummy food in front of me.... Err.. no la.. he is matured. He wont do that, dont you hubby? *wink*
But it was NO OKAY for me when the 2nd day of Raya came. My in law family has Open house on this day, and because i was too tired i woke up at 10 and lend my hands right away after i wash my face. Because it was a very busy day for the family, my husband and the family didnt have the time to ask me "qila makanla dulu..." TT TT TT , you know..morning is always the crucial time for me to eat.. My husband did shows me nugget on his hand ready to enter into his mouth but at the same time asked me " nak nugget?" and that was before i washed my face K. Ofcourse girl like me, have to take care of kebersihan. Luls, and I weakly said " no la..."
Later when i was doing some masak2 cores like carit ayam, my husband shoved one nugget to my mouth and he doesn't know how GLAAAAD i am to eat it. It was like "DO IT AGAIN HUBBY, SHOVED MY FREAKING MOUTH WITH NUGGET 100 TIMES I AM VERY HUNGRY BUT WHY DONT YOU SUAP ME THAT LONELY NASI GORENG TOO"
You see, 1 nugget entered my mouth because my husband gave me. Another 1 nugget entered my mouth after 1279237982times i tried to FIGHT MY SHYNESS TO eat. And that was all i eat until Zuhur. 2 beautiful nuggets. Only twoooooooooooooooooooooooooo..!! I was not be able to merengek to my husband because he went to kedai to buy some stuffs, and knowing him... he would try to search the items that assigned to him no matter what, so it was 2nd day of raya..no shops open rite..and to wait for him to come back home just to tell HOW HUNGRY I WAS, was a disastrous moment for me..
When he finally came back home, it was already almost 1 o clock. I went to the room and told him that i was soooooo hungry, and he being so blur said
"laaa kenapa tak makan?"
".............."
"kenapa tak makan? nak tunggu orang jugak ke baru nak makan"
"....hubby...lapar la...aaaa tak laratnya..lapar sangat.."
"kenapa tak makan.. kan nasi goreng ada tu nugget kan ada.."
this man.
why could not he get it that without him, i am nothing?! luls (apa kaitannya)
i mean, i still not used to the family, the shyness of me to eat like a family is still farr farr away from my comfort ability
then to save my energy from his blur ness, i just said that i want to go to mandi, and after i prayed zuhur and asar (jamak) he was still with
"kenapa tak makan... dah tau tak larat.."
"kenapa tak ma..."
"hubby! dahla tu..."
i mean despite asking me why dont I eat can you just take me some nasi goreng ke nuggets ke ape, but he is not. I dont know why.. he was searching for nahaslathis guy as he continued to teased me
"kenapa tak makannnnn.........."
"hubby...hubby ingat kelakar ke??" i sempat menjeling (and that was the first time i felt very angry with him)
right away after i said that, i burst into a very vey very saddening, howling tears and crying. I was feeling so extremely sad.. all the thoughts came to my mind..like..
"i wouldnt have to suffer from this hunger if i am at melaka now.." (so drama.....)
"i want to eat kuah kacng mama..i want to eat rendang mama.."
"i want to go back now.. i dont want to stay here..anymore.."
"mama...can you hear my telepathy...i wanna go back..."
"nasi impit...............kuah kacang....rendang....."
my husband's baju melayu got basah after he tried to pujuk and hug me to calm me down... but it was not easy maaaan... it was a longg longggg cry... i was sobbing so real with mucus running out my nose, tears streaming down my face, so wet my tudung wet, everything wet.. Even after i stop crying, and my husband took me out of the room, i ran back to the room and cried a river again... how could you play with my emotion hubby.... (after all.. it was just because of food..duhh aqila)
And of of course my pity husband, who has to witness and pasrah with my touching ness, saying hundred times that he was sorry for treating me like that (hahahahaha) and i feel so bad. I always felt so bad every time he said sorry.. I mean he is always be a good husband to me, but this hormonal pregnancy emotions just to purrrr.....
To end my story,
i finally able to eat
nasi daging and mangga with kuah rojak. It tasted so MARVELOUSSSSSS and i was all happy again with my husband... hahahahahahaahaaha...
selamat hari raya Aidilfitri semuaaaa!!!