Epiphany

This family has gained a new supir, Alex passed his driving test yesterday (3rd time lucky!) I had already told him if he didn’t pass this time, I will not be paying for further tests nor extra classes 😅 Alhamdulillah, he passed. He had gotten “stuck” on the circuit (litar) part of the test, previously. The first time it was because he wasn’t used to the car used in the test and the clutch “sensitivity” was different and as a result of fumbling, he couldn’t hold his position when asked to stop on the hill part of the circuit.

When he was a toddler, Alex loved cars. Lightning McQueen was one of his faves. Tidur pun pegang Lightning McQueen in one chubby hand and the other hand will be clutching another toy car. I had to gently pry the toy cars out of his hands every night whilst he was fast asleep 😆

The second time, parallel parking was his undoing. He wasn’t exactly in the box ke apa. Whatever it is, Alhamdulillah that he has passed now. His brother Sascha passed the first time around because he took an automatic car licence test. Alex nak “flex” and tunjuk macho by taking a manual car licence test, so mendapatlah dengan clutch segala bagai 😅 It’s a good thing though that he can drive a stick. It could be a skill that can come in handy, who knows. Like that time when we were in Cape Town and the only automatic car left to rent was a Mercedes E-Class that would have cost me RM5,000 for 3 days. The alternative was a manual V*lkswagen Polo… so acik was forced to use her rusty stick-driving skillz 😆 Cuba kalo acik tak reti drive manual. Melopong lah… the family wedding convoy schtick at the time required everyone to have cars.

In other news, I want to record here for posterity that two days ago, Wes told me he realised something… perhaps a bit too late.. that he should have stuck with his ventures even when things went very badly. (Haaaa… finally!) He said, all his friends who stuck with things even when things went badly pear-shaped, managed to make something of themselves… managed to succeed.

Yalah, kau kan ada “safety net” aka yours truly. This is why you never had the staying power to stick with your business ventures to see them through. Susah skit, givap… rasa pressured sikit mulalah buat excuses nak cabut lari. Wes does have this tendency… to escape, to run away… when he cannot handle things. He even left us, his family… the children were so small still to kononnya try his luck overseas.

Did he ask me first whether I would be OK on my own with the kids..? NOT AT ALL. He never asked me whether it was OK for him to leave me on my own to care for our small children and myself… he just TOLD me he was not coming back home after he went to visit his dying father (whom I adored to pieces). Boleh? So apalah takat business² dia tu dia nak tinggalkan. Kita ni yang memang TANGGUNGJAWAB dan AMANAH yang Allah SWT letakkan kat dia pun dia boleh leave just like that. So…? *shrug*

Baguslah at this ripe old age nak masuk 6-series ni, he finally got the “epiphany” (which was terang lagi bersuluh Stadium Camp Nou for everyone else around him to see dah lama berjaman… but tak apalah…) I just mentioned the adage, “A rolling stone gathers no moss”. He heartily agreed, as though he heard it the first time. May Allah SWT Guide you to be someone who is stronger and more steadfast to anything you commit to, Wes. May Allah SWT turn you into a “stone that gathers moss”. Aameen!

Sebabi itu acik rasa, what AH said in his vitriolic missives to Wes tu… banyak yang hit the mark juga. And I feel that quite a few has made him change a little, for the better… which is ALHAMDULILLAH. Otherwise, siapa yang berani nak sebut pada Wes all these hard truths yang kena setepek kat batang idung aquiline dia? So ada hikmahnya juga apa yang abang dia AH ni buat.

May Allah SWT Guide AH to be a better sibling and human being. Aameen.

Don’t be that AsSol (Yusof)

News about Sy*msul Yusof filing for nusyuz against his wife P*teri Sar*h crossed my IG timeline today. He also alleges that Sar*h cheated on him with her ex-bf who is also married. Adoiii… Small Dick Energy betei ko ni AsSol.(Ramainyaaaaa lah assholes dalam dunia ni, kan? *hantuk kepala dia kat dinding*)

How “classy” tetiba alleging macam² and casting terrible aspersions on the mother of your children. Dahlah ko takmo lepaskan dia, out of pure spite. Ko kan dah ada bini baru… and now just because you want to spite her, you refuse to divorce her. Pastu kasi excuse cheebs: “Saya masih sayangkan dia lagi” 🙄🙄🙄 Puuuuiiiii….

Kalo ko “sayangkan” dia lagi, ko takkan lukakan hati dia by even fraternising with that twerking kongaja bint, you even MARRIED the belen which drives the stake into a wife’s heart even deeper. Yes, polygamy is allowed in Islam and even though I am not a wife who will accept it, I am never one to say that it is wrong, because Allah SWT allows it. However, surely ada cara yang lebih baik to go about it. AND… if your first wife cannot accept it, the best thing is to let her go in goodness, not deal in spite and acrimony like this.

Now that he alleges she had an affair and macam², in Islam he is required to produce 4 witnesses that have to fulfil certain criteria. If he still accuses her and cannot produce incontrovertible proof attested by these 4 witnesses, the punishment of wrongly accusing a chaste woman is 80 lashes. Times like these I wish this country practised hudud laws. Bior padan kena 80 of the best from an ekor pari whip. Tak duduk seumur hidup lah ko..

Went to B*rkat Madinah today to do some pre-Ramadhan 1444H shopping. Bought 5kgs of Ajwa Aliya (they are even better quality than the so-called “VVIP” ones katanya, sebbaek acik tak salah beli! 😅 ) , 2 kgs of Maryami, 2kgs of Deglet Nour (Wes likes them so much *shrug*) and 3 kgs of Medjool. I intend to send some to the Ketupat Krew, the rest should tide the fam over until the end of Ramadhan, inshaaAllah.

Bought everyone shawarma sammiches from the kiosk outside of the supermarket. Ate mine whilst it was still hot on the drive back. (I wasn’t driving, Idham the driver was). It was massive, filled me completely. (The shawarma sandwich lah!) 😅

Tomahawk Sunday

We were invited to lunch at Dad’s and Auntie V’s today. Pre-Ramadhan 1444H gathering, katanya. The steaks were Angus rib-eyes and we had a wagyu tomahawk as well. Steaks were not grilled as well as we are used to by the Maestro Griller aka Wes Alasdair Coen, so some of us ended up going back to the grill to cook the meat some more.

pic courtesy of Jerkyholic

All in all, sedaplah. Auntie V served garlic bread, salad (I wish she would not drown her salads in that Japanese roasted sesame dressing she favours so much!) and chicken and mushroom soup as well. I would have like the soup not to be as “textured” as it was (perhaps that’s the way they like theirs 🤷🏻‍♀️ *shrug*) but it was still sedap, Alhamdulillah.

Wes and Joe left early because Joe was restless yet sleepy. Wes always looks for excuses to leave family gatherings at Dad’s early anyhoos… I have never complained nor make a big fuss about it and I am not about to start now. Biarlah, whatever he is comfortable with. At least Wes comes and attends fambam gatherings, unlike my cousin Ally’s husband, Adolph.. that bangang Americaine. Bleddy rude, never bothers to even pretend to be part of this family.

I also told Dad about AH Coen and about the lies and fitan he is spreading about me and Wes. I told Dad to never give that cvnt the time of day anymore. AH has been known to toady up to my Dad… now I am seeing the reason why. Cvnt. He had mentioned to Wes that he was going to call my Dad to inform him of how Wes has been “living off me”. My Dad was Malaysia’s ‘M’ for bleddy yonks kot… takkan dia tak tau? Funtartz bodo punya AH. Tak perlu jadi ‘M’ pun to know wot’s wot. Where else would Wes get money to live on? Jatuh daripada langit ke, AH cheebuy?

Supir

Sat at a CBTL in Set*a Ecoh*ll Mall after dropping Alex off at his campus for a General Studies course… on a Saturday. *groans* He will finish in about 2 hours from now and acik kosserlah nak balik all the way to KL just to have to technically “turn on my heel” and drive back to Semenyih… in the last kopek school holiday traffic jengkreng. Much nopeness!

Notts Uni Masjid

I’m not even hungry coz I had breakfast with Wes very early this morning before he left for his Monthly Medal match at KLGCC. Since I need an excuse to use their WiFi 😬, I ordered a Vanilla Ice Blended (kahve ile, of course) and a so-called “Homemade Chicken Pie” (which just passes muster in taste, IMO). I don’t know whether this Setia EcoHill is still part of Semenyih or it’s considered Rinching.

OMG… wot an adventurous weekend! Lumree has ventured into Rinching 😆 I like the vibe here though… a laidback sleepy hollow with all the amenities of civilisation like C*ffee Be*n, Teal*ve, B*ost and B*rger K*ng 😁

I wrote to Sharon, my sister-in-law, yesterday. It was at Wes’ urging that I did so, to clarify that all the things she heard from AH are not true. Kaymark punya Daghai Kelabu. Aku doakan setiap apa yang kau doakan, niatkan dan mahukan untuk aku dan Wes moga dikurnia Allah SWT kembali kepada engkau, bini engkau dan anak² engkau berlipat-lipat-lipat-lipat-lipat ganda. Kabulkanlah doa aku yang teraniaya ni Ya Mujeeb, Ya Wahhab, Ya Ghafur! 🤲🏻

However, she hasn’t seemed to have bothered to check her phone because my messages are still on delivered ~ double grey ticks. Sharon is a lovely person but being a ♌️ just like me, she can be prone to irritability when rubbed the wrong way. With her husband wanting to take a second wife now, I think that particular state of emotion is perpetual for her these days. I don’t blame her… so I shall be patient.

Hameklah Engko

This will be my du’aa in my tahajjud, Ramadhan and on the Night of Power if Allah SWT allows me to see it this year…

Ya Allah, Ya Mujib, Ya Rabb,

Aku memohon kepada Engkau Ya Allah, barang apa yang didoakan dan dimahukan oleh (insert nama sebenar AH Coen) anak kepada (insert nama parents AH Coen) untuk aku (insert nama aku) dan suamiku (insert nama sebenar Wes Alasdair Coen), Engkau balaskan dan kurniakan yang sama berlipat ganda kepada AH Coen dan isterinya.

Jika apa yang didoakan dan dimahukan mereka berdua suami isteri adalah yang baik² buat aku dan suamiku maka kurniakanlah kebaikan yang berlipat² ganda buat mereka berdua. Jika apa yang mereka mahukan dan doakan buat kami suami isteri adalah yang sebaliknya, kurniakanlah yang sama berlipat² ganda kepada mereka. AAMEEN!

Lumree Yang Difitnah dan Teraniaya

Sebab kita tak boleh doa yang buruk² untuk orang kaaaaan… so trimalaaaah doa tulus dariku buat ghaso² … 😏

Daebak!

We had home-cooked Korean Bulgogi complete with banchan this evening:

The meat was Blackmore Wagyu MB5. Not the fattiest cut, but I like it because there is more flavour and “bite” to it.

For the banchan I made stir-fried fishcake (Eomuk Bokkeum), beansprouts (sukjunamul-muchim) and spinach (sigeumchi-namul). Added on kimchi and radish that I bought as well. Tried making the Seafood and Green Onion Pajeon too but failed miserably. Was just too stodgy and wouldn’t crisp up. 😬 We shall try again next time, انشاءالله

Bolehhhhlah buat ghaso², rather than having to spend RM1,500 at a restaurant for the 1.5kg of beef I served, the meat alone just cost me RM150 (Wagyu at that!) At Q*ngH*Gu, it’s RM 312 for 600g… bayangkanlah yang dinging

Serpentes

I am supposed to write to my sisters-in-law to clarify several things that this asshole AH Coen has spread fitnah and lies about me and Wes.

Truly AH has a face of a greying and aging flappy labia and he has the mouth to suit a frustrated spinster tak dapat usvi tanasul 🍆tujuh abad. He’s a man but my Godddddd the amount of backbiting that cvnt does is just mind-blowing. I wake up for tahajjud every day now, NOT to make bad du’aas for him… but I ask Allah to grant Andreas Horatio Coen (AH) son of Langley and Zöe Coen, what he TRULY deserves for all the fitan that he has spread about me and Wes, in his bid to break us apart.

I have had zulm done on me and du’aa of someone yang teraniaya has no hijab with Allah SWT… so I ask Allah SWT to grant AH WHAT HE TRULY DESERVES in this dunya and especially the Akhira for all the lies, backbiting and slander he has spread about me and Wes to all in the family. AH cannot stand the fact that Wes is married to me because he thinks Wes enjoys a good life because of me and my trust fund. Whilst yes, I “carry” this family but Wes is not a complete freeloader. He is not lazy, he is hard-working.. he has tried many ventures that have unfortunately failed. I guess one of his shortcomings is his lack of staying power. He tends to give up rather easily. However, it is not in AH’s place to cast aspersions on Wes and spread lies about things I am supposed to have said.

That kaymark is making me look very bad in the eyes of Wes‘ sisters. No wonder Sharon, my favourite SIL, seemed rather cold to me via vid call before I went to Nick’s wedding. From all the bullshit they heard from AH (I only found out now), they must have been very surprised to see me go all the way to attend the wedding because apparently everyone was thinking Wes‘ and my marriage was on the brink of collapse… yet again.

From what I read in AH‘s vitriolic e-mails to Wes, I can see that my jethani-jee, Sheila (whom I have had nothing but respect and love for) has been quite the SNAKE 🐍. I can see some of the things AH said, was based on things I did discuss with Sheila (my HUGE mistake) but was twisted and added on with lies upon untruths just to make me look very bad and to demean and humiliate Wes even further. AH says he has proof of me saying all those things about Wes and he will be going back during Eid and showing every body the “piece of paper” on which I was supposed to have said all these things.

Paper apa pantat? Segala benda kalau aku ada pun TERsebut kat bini engkau, semua via call, bukan text. So apakejubonya kau kata kau ada “proof” bagai. Bak marilah tunjuk kat aku babi! 🐽 😡

I called Sheila the Snake and spoke to her with the speaker on in front of Wes the other day. She of course denied everything, tapi memang ya pun… mana ada proof messages aku kepada dia on Whatsapp ke email ke, because most of our interactions have been via call. HOWEVER, aku sedar dia memang ADA cerita kat laki dia pasal apa yang aku sebut… jadi kesimpulannya… betina ni MERBAHAYA Kelas 1+.

That will be the absolute last time I will speak to her. Rather unfortunate… because I had such respect for her, even love. Allahyarhamha my mother was very fond of her too. Then again, there were red flags 🚩🚩🚩. I trusted her because I thought she was a person of religion, studied the Qur’an under Dr. F*rh*t H*shmi with tadabbur and all. BUT, she also suddenly took off her hijab after she started wearing it post-Hajj. She also wore very revealing clothes to her brother’s wedding recently which rather shocked me… seeing that this is a woman who studies the Qur’an and therefore should know what the covering of aurat entails. That snake-like duality alone should have told me this bint does things only for show.

Yang laki dayuth dia tu pun, boleh pula benarkan dia pakai baju macam tu… go out in the open in front of even non-mahram men, showing off her chest and arms and uncovered hair. Tapi AH tu memang macam daghai tua pun. Babi segala babi 🐷🐽🐖🐗 and I feel I am insulting babi-s when I lump him together with them. Takat dayuth tak cium bau syurga tu apalah sangat, dak?

Sagi-A*

I always think of things I want to write in this blog of mine whilst I am not actually on this “Add New Post” screen ~ in the shower, whilst driving, while I am playing with my cat… 😅 I always think to myself, “Ah.. I want to natter on about that!” and then when I am actually on the laptop I bleddy forget what it is that I wanted to say! 🤪😂

I don’t know if it’s C o v i d brain (I did get it twice 😩 despite paranoid measures! Subhanallah…) but there seems to be large swathes of emptiness in my short term memory. Rather alarming… but there you are.

Didn’t do anything much today, Wes went for his golf practice as usual in the morning and I started watching Season 2 of “The G l o r y” on N*tflix. I watched the first season back in January and found the premise interesting enough to warrant finishing the entire saga. I was rather disappointed that the heroine/main character did not get to explore her amazing (on-screen) chemistry with the #DILF that is J u n g S u n g I l (H a D o – Y e o n g in the series). IMHO, there was no chemistry at all between the heroine and her love interest in the series. Their kissing scene was like the slap of a wet dishrag in the face! Having said all this… how the loose ends of every plot/subplot were tied up very neatly in the end was very satisfying to this viewer. I was half afraid that the writers were going to go the “realist way” and not give the villain her just desserts but Alhamdulillah she received wot she deserved in the most satisfying manner 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

Went for a foot, shoulder and neck massage at F*otsie Spa nearby in the evening. My usual masseuse, Rozie was off so I took Mai who is Wes’ usual masseuse. OK lah, I still prefer Rozie, perhaps I am so used to her technique already. Wes tried a new masseuse (from Thailand) but said she was rather rubbish. When asked to press harder, she started pinching him. Apaaaadah. Sky, the other Thai masseuse there, who once gave me a body massage was pretty good. Will get Wes to try her massage next time.