Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
three months as a wife
scene during dinner:
husband: hmm, i taktau pulak masak ayam masak merah ni senang je..
me: ye la, agak-agak pasni abang boleh buat sendiri tak?
husband: boleh.. abang sebenarnya tak pernah tengok mama masak, tapi abang tau abang ada talent...
wife: haha oo ye ke.. abis napa dengan sayang abang rajin je masak sama-sama?
husband: "sebab abang nak hidup lama dengan sayang"
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...terharu....
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me: (smile)
husband: napa? betulla abang nak hidup lama dengan sayang, jadi abang kena pastikan makanan yang sayang sediakan sedap lagi lazat!
me: (imagine bentuk love terbelah dua pastu ada peluh besar menitik dekat dahi)
Now that I am married for more than three months (three months 5 days to be precise), I wish I can explain how I truly feel. Everyday is spent with so much love, the kind of love that I never knew we have. I am blessed to have such an honest partner, who could listen me whine about every single thing yet still find me as his best friend. I wish i could do more into this relationship, spend more time with him and his family, be a better cook, always be ready to be behind the wheels whenever he got tired or bored of doing it and overall, to support him in whatever he does.
Marriage changed me to become a better person and a better partner.. our daily routine normally starts with either of us tugging the comforter to wake the other up (plus his super annoying alarm on his iphone which he puts under his pillow so that I cannot reach but yet he wishes I will wake up T____T). Then I would follow up with the question: today abang nak pakai baju mana, nak gosok. After shower, prepare grab and go breakfast (read: brown bread with nutella spread combined with either coffee, orange juice or milk) and then off to work!
At work - minimal communication (heww heww heww concentrate keja oii)
When we were single, he usually asked, "malam ni you nak makan apa b?". Bila dah kawin, he never fails to ask "sayang malam ni nak masak apa untuk abang?". For you out there who dont know me, i used to be disgusted with the smell of onions on my hands, and super scared of frying anything because minyak terpercik-percik pastu sakit tangan. *gedik*
But really, I lack cooking training when I was younger. I was the kind of kid who did nothing but study and participate in school activities, debate, choir, syarahan agama, nasyid, history quizzes, science quizzes, perkhemahan (pengakap yo!) you name it! My point is, I never feel like I belong in the kitchen as the kitchen did not appeal much to me.
BUT marriage changed me (emphasis is mine).
I now adore, adore, adore the aroma of onions on my hands, and I have conquered my fear to deep fry fish, chicken etc. I did it because I love you Ahmad Aizat Abd Rahman!
I hope you love me less than I love you because loving someone necessitates a lot of energy and I dont want you to be tired anytime soon!!!
husband: hmm, i taktau pulak masak ayam masak merah ni senang je..
me: ye la, agak-agak pasni abang boleh buat sendiri tak?
husband: boleh.. abang sebenarnya tak pernah tengok mama masak, tapi abang tau abang ada talent...
wife: haha oo ye ke.. abis napa dengan sayang abang rajin je masak sama-sama?
husband: "sebab abang nak hidup lama dengan sayang"
.
.
.
.
...terharu....
.
.
.
me: (smile)
husband: napa? betulla abang nak hidup lama dengan sayang, jadi abang kena pastikan makanan yang sayang sediakan sedap lagi lazat!
me: (imagine bentuk love terbelah dua pastu ada peluh besar menitik dekat dahi)
Now that I am married for more than three months (three months 5 days to be precise), I wish I can explain how I truly feel. Everyday is spent with so much love, the kind of love that I never knew we have. I am blessed to have such an honest partner, who could listen me whine about every single thing yet still find me as his best friend. I wish i could do more into this relationship, spend more time with him and his family, be a better cook, always be ready to be behind the wheels whenever he got tired or bored of doing it and overall, to support him in whatever he does.
Marriage changed me to become a better person and a better partner.. our daily routine normally starts with either of us tugging the comforter to wake the other up (plus his super annoying alarm on his iphone which he puts under his pillow so that I cannot reach but yet he wishes I will wake up T____T). Then I would follow up with the question: today abang nak pakai baju mana, nak gosok. After shower, prepare grab and go breakfast (read: brown bread with nutella spread combined with either coffee, orange juice or milk) and then off to work!
At work - minimal communication (heww heww heww concentrate keja oii)
When we were single, he usually asked, "malam ni you nak makan apa b?". Bila dah kawin, he never fails to ask "sayang malam ni nak masak apa untuk abang?". For you out there who dont know me, i used to be disgusted with the smell of onions on my hands, and super scared of frying anything because minyak terpercik-percik pastu sakit tangan. *gedik*
But really, I lack cooking training when I was younger. I was the kind of kid who did nothing but study and participate in school activities, debate, choir, syarahan agama, nasyid, history quizzes, science quizzes, perkhemahan (pengakap yo!) you name it! My point is, I never feel like I belong in the kitchen as the kitchen did not appeal much to me.
BUT marriage changed me (emphasis is mine).
I now adore, adore, adore the aroma of onions on my hands, and I have conquered my fear to deep fry fish, chicken etc. I did it because I love you Ahmad Aizat Abd Rahman!
I hope you love me less than I love you because loving someone necessitates a lot of energy and I dont want you to be tired anytime soon!!!
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