#3 Mayyah is back! 

As a mom whom has been away from her child for almost 2 months it was really hard…most things were delayed most of the times I do not even feel like I have a kid… 

Daily visits to the hospital make me kept pushing questions of when will she be discharged and what are the next plans…for a preemie Mayyah has really fought this battle well..she always miraculously pushed through the different stages…from 

1) cpap breathing to nasal canula respirator and then off respirator to breathe on your own

2) 1.2kg to daily consistent weight gain 

3) able to finally suckle a bottle slowly but surely

She was doing extremely good that the last phase was to suck/feed a bottle well. That was quite hard she could not initially coordinate the suck swallow breathe rythm..every 3 sucks causes her to breathe as if she was running a marathon! Her feeds could last 1/2 hour to just finish 25ml afterwhich the balance goes into the tube that leads directly into her tiny tummy …but as a mother I was really patient and stick to motivating her for her afternoon feeds whenever I was there…

The inlaws..my mom even Akbar was not patient in handling this and kept pushing for her to drink faster…I felt like telling them to just shut the f up seriously…you guys are not helping her to cope and do better but just adding stress to her..but I just continued to do whats best for Mayyah..

Finally on the Christmas week, I was given the option of home care basically Mayyah was allowed to be discharged! YEAAAAAY!!! however the feeding tube that goes into the nose remains intact for me to feed her via tube if she cant finish her bottle when she was discharged…

I was taught to remove the tube from her nose…and to insert a clean tube..I needed to give 3 demos back to the nurses and passed it before she can go back which was  scheduled for 3 Jan…

Most parents at this learning stage of tube insertion would become pitiful and end up being cengeng abit coz it looks so sad to insert tube in and out of your little one…most nurses says it could take a week minimum for brave confident parents up to 3 weeks for most of them coz the process really can be emotionally traumatising for some parents …

I requested to push for it coz I really wanted Mayyah to be back..it was quite scary I tell you! Putting a 32cm long tube into your little one nose to go into the tummy…whom of coz will struggle and start to whine or cry even…this is when as a parent, some would just stop and not want to proceed…

Anak kau nangis sape tak panic! Ngn buat procedure lak tu!!

But with a gungho attitude buat je…like some people say! JUST DO IT! thus with each demo the nurse said good job mummy! Suddenly I feel like changing profession lak..😅😅😅 the last demo on 3 Jan,the discharged date! the sister nurse was around but waiting for another parent to do a demo..she got another nurse to monitor me..she said I was so quick in the procedure that when she turn her head..the tube was in! And I was just pasting the skin tape on..(confident mau lebih!)

That is the best feeling Ever! that I passed with flying colours and finally!! My little one can wear home clothes….ready to go back! Going back at 36 weeks 6 days..2.5kg, after 58 days in the hospital was sucha relief…everyone whom took care of her said their farewells and for a good 5 minutes it was quite noisy in the Special Care nursery..mcm VIP baru lalu..this demok like celebrity like that! 

Gonna miss the nurses..they were so nice and friendly..loves coming over to Mayyah’s cot to see her and talk to her…and this girl would give her dreamy smile to them😍😍😍

My mom taught me always be nice to people…share and give stuff to appreciate and thank them…while I believe in sharing my rezeki no matter how small it is…when you do…you will never know what rezeki you will receive back…alhamdullilah Mayyah was loved by all during her stay in the nursery…while she has shown me that rezeki from HIM will never stop coming if you believe and is sincere…

Thank you my love for showing it to me…I hope to be a good mother to you eventhou I am quite a rough mummy..lols….💕💕


#2 Mummy’s dilemma of breastmilk for my preemie

I was encouraged greatly to provide my breastmilk for Mayyah since the day she was borned..

I tried very very hard….and since my milk was not flowing like the golden river it should be..I had to hand expressed my milk and that ladies and gentleman gotten drops of just 0.3ml of milk! Through a syringe! Breast feeding does not seem wonderful and colourful like what other mummies described…

Be prepared your milk doesnt have to flow like a river naturally…its not the same for all Mothers..different bodies have different alerts and some are just naturally low supply like me..

After a month plus of daily pumps and my 3-4 hourly aparts..my maximum pump is 40ml.in total.and sitting through for 1 hour…its tiring I have sore neck, aching back and sometimes super pumped boobs that ache after that…

Do not nag at me about milk boosters…as if you would know..I have tried mostly everything…

☆Goats milk + date

☆Al-kurma juice

☆Lactation cookies


☆veggies:young papaya, spinach & loads more

☆red date/longan drink

☆fenugreek supplement + domperidone

☆Mamom pills

☆mother’s milk plus

AND ALOT MOREEEE….nothing works my max pump remains at 40ml….sometimes if im lucky it goes to 60ml because I have not pumped more than 4 hours…

However I am not giving up..I shall trial and error to all the other milk boosters to try to increase my supply…Mothers you can try all my mentioned milk boosters…you will never know which will trigger but its worth a try…some mothers have it easier than others..Alhamdullilah..

But never admit defeat…Mother’s milk no matter how little it is, it is as golden good gold for the baby….even if you are formulating and doing a 50-50…it helps! 

Mayyah has grown tremendously well..Alhamdullilah..thanks to whatever breastmilk she could get…her weight increases daily..

This girl motivates a lazy person like me to wake up at 6 plus or 7am latest to pump…and even at midnite before I could properly sleep…love for a tiny being like you! See how you grab my finger…while I was changing you..sorry you have been wearing mittens and can’t hold mummies hand….

28 weeks & unexpected!! Part 2

So I was mentioning I was in the delivery suite for 1.5 days…the plan from the doctors at that moment of time was to prolong the birth/delivery as long as possible and maximum at 34th week..with me being warded of coz…However anytime that I felt contractions or in labour immediate delivery will be carry out and most times is csection and if time was on my side…natural birth…this is practised to all similae cases like me unless complications set in… 

Thus the administration of antibiotics per 4 hours via drip and tablets…this is to prevent infection and protect baby in womb since the waterbag has burst….

1.5 days of monitoring and no signs of contraction I was then moved to normal Ward, Ward 34 class C…

On Sunday I had all my friends and relatives came to visit me…with all kinds of food provided since I had no appetite to eat the hospital food…I welcome this with open hands! 

I had to do prick tests before every meal and my sugar was at 1 time highest with a hypercount at 12 max..causing them to inject me with insulin on my stomach for every meal till it drop to normal range of below 7.8 in my case…I was at that time a high risk diabetes but suspected due to the steroid jabs and not because of food intake…eventually I was off insulin and back to normal! phew!

Being in healthcare industry for a total of 4 years was benefiting at this moment because I understand at all times the medications given..the condition I was in and I was aware and kept track of my own medications and procedures to be done…At times I called the the nurses if they forgotten to do something and they were grateful I did so….of coz I could have acted blur la kan! But I did not want to risk the baby or myself if missed a step! 

See all the pillows yes I was ready to camp in the hospital for 6 weeks to reach that 34th week! 

However as Sunday 6 Nov was ending.. I was resting and watching Gegar Vaganza….fell asleep half way and was jolted up at 115am, 7 Nov…. to a stomach pain! Nak terberak intestines were tightening knots kinda pain…I had to relax for awhile..sempat to the toilet thinking yes I was having stomachaches…cleared my bowels even…walked back..and that pain came again…went toilet but nope thats not it! Whatsapp husband again…

Ok do not judge me…me and pain were never good friends…when I get pinched it is a dead blue black for me…so at that moment of pain which were not contractions btw because my stomach did not tighten..I have no idea what pain it was…but all I know I had the urge to push…the nurses came to check and said it wasnt contractions…eventually I couldnt take it and requested to be pushed to delivery suite immediately…which Akbar has called 5 minutes earlier to confirm this…

When I reached the delivery suite with surah Maryam blasting through my hp, my pillow..earpiece and whats not..miraculously Akbar was there and has reached…

I like to thank Rifaah and fiza for driving him over…I can’t imagine at what speed you drove but he reached just nicely in time!! 

After I was pushed to Ward 15 in Delivery suite…I went abit hysterical coz the pain was shooting me up a notch! And I didn’t had painkillers to cool it down…so laughing gas was the only painkiller I had….where I breathed in like a druggie! Akbar tried to stop me but of coz I pushed him away! OMG at that moment of time if I could kick him I would!!! 

Doctors came in to check! I was dilating at 4cm and yet it was not contractions…what I felt was eventually they called unbilical cord prolapse where it is coming out of the uterus 1st something that is rare and if baby was not out ASAP…I could have lost her that night…after that they mentioned CRASH csect…and it just got blurred right after..I knew I asked to salam Akbar coz I may not come out alive or my baby might not come out alive…after which they pushed me to OT…the whole hospital heard my Code Green announcement…

Doctors were trying to get me focused before GA was injected and less than that 5 minutes of chaos it was darkness that engulfed me…

There she is 245am 7 Nov 2016…7 Safar 1438..

Sumayyah was borned..Alhamdullilah….

It was an unexpected 28 weeks! A journey I truly did not think I would go through…

Before I got pregnant..I told Akbar that if it was ever a girl..I would name her Sumayyah based on the first female martyr of Islam…that name kept bugging me for ages even when I was carrying her… never knew this name would really meant for her…she is 1 fighter we are blessed with…

Sometimes what we planned for never happen or did not go through the same way we wanted it to be…All because He was the BEST planner for us….I never stop thanking him for whatever has happened these few days coz it has really been an eye opener masya allah….good things has happened so far and both of us have took it positively…

Some people would say kesian…bills are going to go skyrocketted but they wouldn’t know all the other great things that has happened these few days…Never ever stop believing in the Almighty even when your faith is tested in crucial times…

I only hope doas from all of you so that she will be discharged a healthy lil fighter…😍😍😍

Thank you to family and friends whom have wished us well and the never ending support…

So that’s my story…I hope husbands out there appreciate your wives more now…going through personally the birth of a miracle our amanah…make me salutes all Mothers…..



28 weeks & unexpected! PART 1


It took me awhile for me to pen this down a journey that happened but unexpectedly! 

So I was mentioning the other day that my baby was weighing Alhamdullilah well at 1.1kg and everything was A-ok..

Well guess what the next day on 4 Nov! while I was at work after having lunch alone at my pantry..then walking back to my table! I just felt a gush of water leaked out and soaking my freaking  underwear !! I waddled to the toilet and o wells (CAUTION! TMI, MAY BE GROSS) I thought I terkencing (urinated) you know! BUT it was not..it was just water water water coming out from God’s knows where….it took me some seconds to realise! SHYT MY WATERBAG BROKE!!! I was wearing panty liner it got super soaked..my pants can literally squeezed and perah kluar air!

So as I was still bursting with water..and soaking my pants…I waddled back to the office…approached a colleague! Told her I needed to cancel our Afternoon meeting as I needed to rush to the Hospital..packed my stuff..whatsapp my Husband..whom got a shock of his life for a second…got into a CAB (every1 scolded me for taking a cab instead of calling an AMBULANCE)..and rushed to KK Hospital…

He had to call to confirm thou what was happening…but yes that was my minimal convo of a chaotic Friday! 

I was at 28 weeks when my Waterbag burst and I was a Thomson Medical patient but my decision at that time to proceed to KK Hospital was because I knew I was only 28 weeks and this could cause preterm labour…causing my baby to be in NICU which is expensive and KK hospital is the best in handling complications and cost saving! 

Yes I was going through all these in my head when it happened and to make a decision…I thank Allah for that.moment of strength and calmness… 

I was immediately pushed to Delivery suite and that’s where we got all the administration sorted out..I was monitored in Triage for like 30 minutes before pushed  to a Delivery ward for further monitoring and care….

Stayed for 1.5 days…I was given steroid jabs for baby’s lungs…antibiotic drips every 4 hours…blood tests and diabetes prick test…yup I was poke here and there for my entire stay in KK hospital…..

Part 1 of my 28 weeks journey! and its drama….


Soooo Dusty!! Salam Aidilfitri!

Da lama jugak da tak berblogging!

3 months ok silence in this blog, actually I have been extremely busy after marriage life with increasing workload from work until no time hor!

Raya also in negeri orang berkerja…SEDIH NAK MAMPOS! I was in Korea since 1st July until 10 July.

Takbir nak kene dengar through live streaming. I cannot imagine people who are not in their hometown, how sad it is celebrating without families and alone in some foreign country. I was nangis teresak-esak ok, sambil buka sampai tak tertelan makanan, terus lost appetite!

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Well the night of 6th July, my husband arrived in Korea and angkut la makanan raya for me…Thank goodness for my Mr.A existence, aku rasa kalau tak hari hari nangis HOMESICK!!!


My Mom, auntie and MIL packed for me my favs yang simple simple sahaja…kuah lodeh nie semua takde! But o wells, dapat rasa 2 raya feeling sikit kira da bersyukur, sujud syukur k bila MAKANAN masok mulut bole melalak lagi but control macho depan husband…

So this korea trip is a disaster worktrip emotionally for me…I do not like it one bit at all. and I just wanna be home…

Kita dapat beraya baru last weekend…Raya Sakan! 10 houses in 1 day whoosh…tak agak-agak…But we started on Friday evening to 1st two houses….started with orange baju kurung..step cam GERUA Diwale!…Bahahahaha


Dapat kluar rumah cam HEAVEN!…Saturday was the marathon rumah…I only felt heat of the chair for like 15 minutes ans we were out to the next house.. LOLS…

So common topics that was discussed as new couple was;
1) Rumah bila siap? Kat mane?
2) Bila due?? Doctor mane?
Eh nie nak announce ke? Hehe yes Alhamdullilah, I am reaching my 13 weeks! Syukur syukur syukur…that explains the HOMESICK rabak when I am overseas..I miss my mom coooking alot la..cannot help it…

3) Akbar kau ader driving license? Ntah aper logic but yup he got asked that question ALOOOT!!

But husband was complaining by end of the day, asal banyak nye rumah..yes we must go all k coz it’s my close family….but he loves that he has kids to entertain

Meriah kalau dapat beraya with kids nie, coz excitement dorang lagi gerek dari beraya with orang tua! So next year new addition to my berlambak lambak nieces and nephews.

Aku nak pakaikan tabung la kasi jalan jalan time raya, senang sikit! OK KIDDING you olls….but it will be a funny sight bahahaha! Parents pendengki kesian anak aku, confirm kene bully slalu…kene yakat ngn bapak die, nenek atok dia..hahahahaha

Next post will be my journey in 1st trimester! and how i cope with it…


Wedding Trailer!

It has been an eventful couple of months since I have gotten married..

I just did my UPPP surgery with a whole load of shyt done to my throat and nose..so It has been about 2 weeks of recovery. I was a suferrer of sleep apnea that causes me to NOT breathe 20 times a night! This results in risky problems in the future.. and also a very bad sleep that makes me tired all the time.

I have decided to go for the Op so that I could plan my future pregnancy better..yela IMAGINE kalau I was in labour and I had breathing problems teruk kan! And not breathing 20 times a night is crazy…this surgery also helps me to cope with sorethroats and inflamed tonsils better! I wouldnt experience sucha problems in the future!! Yeaaaay to no inflamed tonsils anymore!!

Aside from that..Mr.A has been sucha a sweetie pie…keep waking up to ensure I was alive after my postop! #postop day 11 I am able to eat finally and breathe through my nose! And he had mentioned NO SNORING!

ALHAMDULLILAH! that is the most awesome feeling ever!!

Sooooo all these aside..I had my wedding trailer completed the other day by Bizkode! It was a surprise trailer coz Mr.A voiced over some touching dedications….love it to the max la….


The Road to Recovery

It has been almost a week since you left us… I had to stay at my mom’s place for recovery and during these few days, we were frantically searching for kakak/makcik urut. It was not easy as we had to ask around friends whom might have contacts.

Thank goodness Mak with her pasar friends, we found one who stays in Gombak and is affordable as well. She was available for urut session and that is the most important.

Having miscarriage thought me to be patient. It was as similar to giving birth just without the Baby…your body feels drained out, your tummy feels pain from the bleeding, your body felt like it was being beaten up and sore. Legs, arms, hips were too sore that I had to take 1 step at a time. Feet without socks make it sooo painful to even place a step. That was the pain that Mothers had to endure, and I had the chance to face it. Drinking Polleney or Chicken Essence was so tak sedap as well. I literally gag after the last drop hits my throat…

So despite all the motivation, I understand how miscarriages can be as depressing…People might advise to try again and bla bla bla…but no one would understand the pain physically and mentally a Mother who lost their child has to face…To go through the same confinements of a new Mother who gave birth yet again without the Child.

I don’t know I was lucky or whether I am naturally a strong willed lady, I bounced back to life a day after of grieving  but I still shun having people around me, I just hate entertaining the same questions all over again.

  1. How did it happen?
  2. How long were you into it? How did you find out?
  3. Are you ok? Are you fine?
  4. Is Akbar ok?

I dealt with grieve differently from normal humans I guessed, I don’t naturally cry over such things, I hate it…I hate showing my expressions. I bottled my emotions but at the same time I rather be alone…

The makcik urut did a good job in massaging all my stress points, pushed out my water retention, tried to place back the uterus coz its terjatoh…and gave me words of advice to prepare for the next pregnancy….

I also was recommended to eat this…


Manjakani was proven to tighten the vagina walls and lessen vaginal discharge, good for post delivery…Well let’s see how it goes la kan…The sengkak urut is super damn painful…I am not in favour of pain and I think most of the ladies here knew I have low tolerance masih la terpekik pekik if sakit sikit.. But it is to get well so must endure la..ketap bibir tahan sakit…But at times it was soo painful I literally felt like passing out PENGSAN…it was soo excruciatingly painful…masya allah..but definitely now I felt better and badan da rase ringan…

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Amalkan la surah nie to prevent from future miscarriages. I thank loved ones whom has supported or taken care of me. Hopefully we will try to help in different ways for friends or loved ones that are in need..it is not an easy road masya allah..but I prayed that one day I will have rezeki and amanah to take care of..and for my fellow ladies to be strong…there will always be challenges but none will be difficult for any ummah-nye to endure.. Insya Allah…


When things turn unexpectedly…

A few weeks ago I had suspected that I was expecting due to a late period and my on off nauseous moments..lack of breath and so on…

But a few negative tests came about and seeing a GP with no answers led to a frustrating moment more than anything…as the GP wanted to refer me to a gastroenologist instead of a gynae!

I knew back then I was pregnant and I waited patiently to have a positive test..went about with my work and even travelled to Tokyo for a meeting…it was tough I was tired most of the time…but work is work… I took my time slowly walking or continuing my work..

Last past week, cravings got so overwhelming that I thought maybe I should just do another test. Bought Clearblue on Wednesday, tried on Thursday morning which gave me a postive sign…


I was ecstatic…Alhamdullilah….finally lil 1 decided to show up! It was a feeling that I couldnt explain…having a kid was 1 of my dreams..I was always prepared to be one and so was Baba aka Mr.A….we have always loved kids and treated my niece as our precious….


But I guess Allah loved the lil 1 more than anything..it must have been a special 1 too…Friday was the day it decided to leave us…

Rahmat of Friday I guess, I was at work and busy running errands and back to work..When I went to the toilet I saw that I was already bleeding…signs of panic and anxiousness just wrap my heart…messaged Ana and she said that I should not move…that day was just a tiring day..i had this dull pain on my body and my feet were aching so badly it was hard to walk…

Went back in a cab..ate dinner with husband…i felt pain come and go and I knew I was bleeding still…Baba got so worried and just decided to rush me to the hospital..My father in law was calm but I knew he was panic..I can feel that he drove the car way faster than usual…


Doctors scanned and took my urine test..it was no longer in my system..couldnt scan for it…despite a postivie urine test…after awhile they took my blood test to determine..send me home and next day I got a call from Dr Liu…my blood test came back negative…and was concluded I had a miscarriage and it was flushed out of the system…but Im still experiencing the bleeding so the process is still ongoing…

It was raw Ya allah…when my bro in law woke up whom was dutied to take care of me…I couldnt hold it back…I just cried and lie on my bed..Baba was not around since he had to work…but I was too pained to stay strong…asked him to come back to be with me….It was an on and off moments…I redha that yes Allah took it back..but I had thoughts of was I being a bad mother coz I didnt rest as much as possible…

It was too much…Mentally I was half half…I was ok most times but back of my mind I was still healing this raw broken heart…masya allah….

Back at my moms place to recover…I pity my baba…as much as I grow through it..he is not used to me not being around him…and he is mending a broken heart too…

May we be strong for this…I love you baba…and mummi will always love you lil 1…may Allah reminds me to always remember this love….you gave me the feeling of being a mother for a few weeks..I thank you for that….insya allah prayers wont be forgotten…



Happy News to a goood beginning!

So these last week I have not seen the husband at home due to his dikir barat training and when I am already snoring away, suddenly Mr.A is at the side…

So previously I am used to not communicating or meetup whenever a competition arises.. I think gf/wives/fiancees of Dikir Baratist will understand this part…whenever ader competition, batang hidung pun tak nampak k! lols

Menang ke kalah, it is the passion that drives them to always berseni.. It has never been a profit making passion..sometimes I do nag but well it is a passion can you stop such things from not happening. So Mr.A has been in a few different groups and now he has been with Dendang Mutiara a couple of years…and just like a 2nd family to us..

The Juara and Tok Karut are members of kumpulan 2D..abang abang yg nyanyi lagu Cenderawasih?! Dulu aku tergila-gila *fangirl mode* the main singer and now we are good friends…hahahahha!

And it has been a very long time since we clinch any placing in any competition..selalu sipi sipi je like 4th place…so this year has been alhamdullilah a bettter year…

It was an entertaining set, kalau ikhlas dari hati, ikhlas orang menerima…

I even memorised the lyrics..last few years have been a rollercoaster ride..there were alot of emotional rides…from the sad moments like this… in 2014..where the boys and audience cried along…


We have moved and decided to be different in 2016 pulak…so yesterday with a happy enjoyable set! We have clinch 3rd placing! Masya allah super happy for these guys…Naib Kesenian..and Naib lyrics! Our brothers Juara and Tok Karut won the Gandingan Sakti…the best chemistry duo in competition.

Following hubby around for so many years in dikir barat, this was the most ECSTATIC FEELING EVAAA! Coz I witness victory 1ST TIME! as a wife…soit was a proud moment, all the heartaches of him not there at home hahaha..our arguements but I am always there to support him despite all this pettyness, making him his honey drink and buying drinks for the group…

It was the best feeling yesterday to have this group shot along as well…nothing could replace family that’s what they always say…

Sekarang Monday terus badan penat ngantok and everything!! Lols…. but no matter whatever it is…as a wife,  I would never stop Mr. A to stop berseni coz that is his passion…

Sekuntum Seni, Serumpun Budaya…Dari Kami Dendang Mutiara….



Eh Da Kahwin Ke!! Part 3

Da 2016 masih belom abis story telling lor! Just because duties of a wife now is more hectic, with double jobs of laundry and folding clothes, cleaning and washing not to mention my occasional cooking and must follow where husband goes..plus shuffling to visit my parents in the west…AND aku kene travel to west side for work everyday…kadang kadang not helping la this area…

Pheeeewww!! damn tired or what…

Soooo we are a month already!!! Cepat for whaaaaat…but nevertheless I am missing badly all the happy moments of our wedding! Tak enough lor…Many commented that it was a wedding full of singing, dancing and loads of MUSIC..can’t help it that MR.A is a full dedicated guy in Dikir Barat and Kompang. So our mutual friends are mostly from these two groups.

Day 2 was Songket of purple and turqoise for me!

I love love this outfit that I customised because of the colours that pop out! Its a 1 piece songket and i love how comfortable it feels..

Day 2 was Bollywood theme thus the boys started to give the ambience when we BerArak masuk….all the boys wore KURTA…layankan “mummi” kakak favourite and Baba’s demands..hahaha I would proudly say that they look extremely handsome k! Hero hero hindustan semua….

We had Hakka dance as well coz Mr.A loveeees Rugby….i must say it was really a well done performance! Never fail to make me smile more and more…

So much love again and again for my 2nd family Akrab Kompang Services and also Dendang Mutiara…the whole day at Mr.A side was just full of performances.

Sambil makan kita berdikir barat jugak..joined forces of the WAGS and the guys..ader temptations sungguh nak join bertepuk 10!! But well a bride has to be a bride nak kene duduk “GIRL” tangkap “AYU”! LOLS…but tangan tak stop la gerak gerak…drumming away to the beat….


Seee how kesukaaaan my fellow friends are!! Da mcm tengok concert hooray hooray lor these people…

Mr.A had kacang putih and churros!! Supeeer sedaap I probably needta get more info on the vendors. Bahaha! No clue who they were eventhough it was soooo sedap menjilat jari!

We went up halfway through dikir barat to change to 2nd outfit!
Came down to this!
Bollywood la dey!! Challo beteh! ….of coz bollywood ader dance kan!! Apparently I had another special performance from my AWESOME DUPER friends…while we were changing they were doing these

Kat sebelah block practising!! And getting all the moves right…kecooooh!!
Flashmob la dey! These machas and minachis decided to layankan their Baba (Mr.A’s nickname) & Mummi (my nickname) yang suka berjoget!



Overall it was the best wedding ever!! We had so much fun and food and dancing! Plus singing…

Mission for two days were accomplished in bonding all family members..mengeratkan silaturahim!