My Family

Assalamualaikum semua,

Semenjak saya mula menulis blog pada Mei tahun ni sampai sekarang, saya mendapat pembaca hampir 2000 orang. Agak menggalakkan. Perlahan tapi menggalakkan. Jadi saya rasa, saya ingin mengenalkan diri  dan juga ahli keluarga saya yang telah sama-sama berkongsi kesedihan dan kepahitan hidup dan juga ketawa bersama ketika gembira.

Keluarga kami ada enam orang. Suami saya, dua orang anak lelaki dan dua anak perempuan. Seperti jugak dengan keluarga-keluarga lain, mereka masing-masing mempunyai personaliti berbeza. Saling lengkap melengkapi.

Kita mula dengan suami saya. Agak segak orangnya kalau diambil kira umurnya yang dah masuk lima puluh satu tahun. Tak banyak cakap. Saya yang selalu banyak cakap. Kadang-kadang tu bila saya cerita apa-apa, saya tak tahu samada dia suka ke tak ke sebab tak dak respon. Habis2 pun dia senyum dengar saya cerita.
Dia tak suka kalau ada apa-apa pertukaran plan. Orangnya sentiasa kemas.
Satu yang saya suka, saya tak payah susah hati nak kemas rumah. Bab-bab tu memang dia rajin.
Dia punya minat tengok bola. Bagitau lah apa saja, EPL ka, Barclays ka, Piala Malaysia ka, apa-apa yang involve bola, dia nanti tengok. Saya masam muka kadang2 pasal ni. Boring asik tengok 20 orang dok hambat bola yang satu tu. Yang goalkeeper 2 orang tu pandai, Depa tak hambat bola, depa tunggu bola mai.
Dulu dia pemain tennis yang hebat. Kami pernah sama-sama masuk pertandingan di Penang lama dulu, mix double tapi tak menang pun. Tapi sekarang dia dah minat langsung nak main apa-apa pun. Tak tahu pasal apa. Mungkin sebab umur dah meningkat kot.

Lepas tu, anak sulung saya, Ariff. Umur 23 tahun. Yang ni kerja kat hotel lima bintang kat Langkawi. Bahagian pastri. Yang buat kek,roti semua tu. Kalau kat tempat kerja dengar kata hebat bukan main. Suruh buat kek sebiji kat rumah, harap sajalah. Tak pernah nampak. Bila suruh, dia sengih. Yang tu ja lah.
Tapi saya dan adik2 perempuan dia suka share lawak kami dengan dia, sebab dia kalau gelak dengan sepenuh hati. Tak kira lah lawak tu lucu ka dak. Jadi kami selalu tertunggu-tunggu nak cerita dengan dia pasal lawak yang kami saja rasa lucu, sebab kalau dia start gelak satu block taman kami boleh dengar suara dia.
Dia juga meminati fotograpi. Dah jadi semi -pro dah dalam gambar landscape. Sekarang dia jadikan hobi ni sebagai salah satu cara cari duit poket.
Dia punya Bahasa Inggeris kurang sikit. Kalau cakap pun dia guna broken English. Kami selalu usik dia pasal hal tu. Dia dengan selamba cakap, mama tak boleh faham sebab dia cakap German English. Apapun, saya tabik semangat dia sebab berani bercakap dengan mat-mat salleh kat hotel ataupun dengan kawan-kawan dia dari luar negara. Orang melayu kena berani. Yeayy..Ariff

Anak nombor dua pun lelaki juga, Ahmad Soffian, 20 tahun. Macam mana nak describe yang sorang ni. Dia ni boleh dikatakan bad boy dalam famili. Ada saja benda yang dia buat bagi jantung saya terhenti. Dulu masa sekolah kalau phone saya berbunyi, saya nampak nombor sekolah yang keluar, takut ooi nak angkat. Sebab dah tahu mesti ada benda yang dia dah buat.
Dia kalau tak ada masaalah pun dia cari masaalah. Orang lain punya masalah dia pulak yang melebih nak tolong. Macam baru-baru ni, dia bergaduh dengan satu budak. Budak tu bukan cari pasal dengan dia pun. Dengan kawan baik dia. Dia pulak yang tolong cover kawan. Habis tu macam mana..
Dia ni rupa ada la juga. Budak-budak perempuan suka sangat dengan dia. Tapi saya rasa bukan rupa dia kot yang dia orang suka sangat tapi perangai nakal dia tu.
Apa pun saya nak orang tau, walaupun perangai dia macam tu tapi keluarga tetap dia ambik berat. Baik untuk adik-adik dia maupun saya.Jadi, saya tak pernah terkilan membesarkan dia dengan cara yang telah saya besarkan. Suatu hari nanti, bila dah ada anak isteri dia sendiri akan merubah dirinya..InsyaAllah.

Anak yang ketiga, nama dia Sophie. Umur lapan belas. Sedang belajar di kolej berhampiran Kuala Lumpur. Pada sesiapa yang selalu membaca blog saya tentu dah agak familiar dengan dia sebab selalu bersama saya.Banyak orang cakap (terutamanya mak2 sedara saya dan juga kawan-kawan lama) rupa dia seiras saya masa muda-muda dulu. Bukan tu saja, malah banyak persamaan dalam perangai kami. Senang menangis, terlebih sensitif, selalu nak cuba senangkan hati orang,suka menghabiskan masa dirumah, cepat mempelajari bahasa dan mudah terasa.
Yang ni orangnya yang paling feminin di dalam famili kalau dibandingkan dengan adiknya Sara dan saya. Kami ni agak kasar. Nampak lembut tapi hatinya berani. Saya tahu dia akan dapat menghadapi hidupnya lebih elok daripada saya.
Kalau dia ada di rumah, dilayannya saya macam anak-anak kecil. Terbalik pulak. Kalau nak cari barang yang tak boleh jumpa dalam rumah, dialah orangnya. Kalau dia tak ada saya patah tangan.
Dia suka belajar. Saya tak pernah dengar orang suka belajar (dalam famili kami). Agak ganjil tapi ganjil yang bagus.

Yang terakhir adalah anak perempuan saya, Sara namanya. Umur 16 tahun, masih belajar dalam tingkatan empat. Macam mana saya nak describe tentang dia? Ehmm..okay, dia ni macam doktor in-house merangkap PA saya la. Selalu check saya makan ubat tak. Dia kira ubat saya takut saya tipu. Dia check bila appointment saya yang seterusnya.
Kadang-kadang, waktu malam bila saya tak dapat tidur, saya panggil dia minta gosok belakang dan nyanyikan lagu apa-apa untuk saya. Dia pun akan gosok dan nyanyi dengan suara yang mendatar. Tak pa, janji saya dapat tidur. Betul :)) saya dapat tidur.Sesapa nak cuba di rumah silakan. Minta anak pulak manjakan kita. Asik kita ja yang memanjakan mereka. Sesekali apa salahnya.
Dia ni jenis yang teliti, terlalu teliti. Semua benda harus seperti yang sepatutnya.Tetapi ada sesuatu yang saya risau pasal dia. Dia tak suka bertemu atau berada ditempat ramai orang yang kurang dikenalinya. Dia tak suka nak share perasaan walaupun dengan teman baik dia. Saya kata dengan dia, dia boleh jadi "psychopath". (Maaf, saya tak dapat cari maksud yang sesuai dalam bahasa melayu). Dia kata saya lebih-lebih. Psychopath ke tak, dia tetap doktor in house saya.

Saya..macam mana pulak nak describe tentang diri saya. Saya sayangkan keluarga saya lebih dari segala-galanya. Saya sanggup buat apa saja demi mereka.
Saya ni seorang yang "private" sikit. Saya suka bersendirian. Memanglah kita suka kalau semua ada dirumah dan berkumpul ramai-ramai tapi ada kalanya saya suka berada berseorangan dirumah. Saya ada masa untuk diri saya sendiri. Walaupun begitu, saya boleh bergaul dengan sesiapa saja (tak seperti Sara) dengan ramahnya.
Dulu saya gemar melakukan aktiviti outdoor tapi sekarang dah terbatas. Bila dah terbatas, kita jadi malas, bila dah malas, langsung tak buat.
Saya suka duduk dirumah. Memasak, menjaga mereka TETAPI, saya langsung tak boleh menjahit.Ahh, bahagian tu, pandai-pandai depa la. Baik anak-anak, baik suami saya. Kalau koyak sikit ke, tercabut benang ke, dia orang sendiri kena bawa pergi ke kedai jahit.

Itu lah kami. Macam yang saya katakan diawal blog tadi. Kami saling melengkapi satu sama lain. Tiada yang lebih, tiada yang kurang. Alhamdulilah dengan apa yang telah Allah kurniakan kepada kami sekeluarga. Amin.

Rose
8th.Oct '12
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Good afternoon and hi to all,

Since I started blogging last May to this day, I've gained followers from a few readers to a couple of thousand readers. That surely is encouraging. Slow but encouraging. And I think since I am gonna write more, especially about my life and current issues, I'd like to introduce all these lovely people that has shared my darkest hour, cried with me on my saddest day and laugh with me during my happiest moments. They're my family.

There are six of us. My husband, my two boys and the two girls. As in every family, each and every one of them has their own distinctive personalities. And each and every one of them too, had complement each other perfectly.

Let's start with my husband. Good looking for a guy who is fifty one. He is a man of few words. I've become used to his company but sometimes I really don't know if he's listening or interested in the story I am telling  since I didn't get any reaction from him. He talks very little and he doesn't like changes in his daily schedule.  Very immaculate. One thing I like, I don't have to worry about cleaning up the house. Come to think of it, I hardly sweep or vacuum the floor. He's the one who does all these. Football is his passion but he doesn't seem to get involve in any sports nowadays. He was a good tennis player years ago. We even participate as a mixed double in one competition even though we didn't make it to the semi finals. He was into all sorts of sports and games. I miss the old him. Where did it go? Maybe age is catching up on him or us.

Then, my eldest son, he is twenty three. My gentle and mild mannered son. He is currently working at one of the leading hotels on the island as a pastry cook. You know, someone who is good at baking/making cakes, cookies, breads etc..etc..But I've never tasted a cheese cake or cookies, for that matter, baked by him at home. I pestered him a few times to bake some for me and all I got was that sheepish smile. Okay, I give up. But we, the girls love to share our silly jokes with him because he got that booming laugh and laugh at our silly jokes (sometimes the joke was not funny at all ) wholeheartedly.
He is also into photography. Landscape photography. He's quite good at it and free lancing it for his side income.
He is slightly poor in English. We always tease him about his broken English but he'll retaliate by saying he's speaking German and that is why it's different from the way we speak. Whatever it is, I salute him for not being shy to speak English to hotel guests or colleagues or anyone that speak to him in this language. That's the spirit. Way to go Ariff..

My second child, again a boy, twenty years of age. Soffian is his name. Okay, where do I start with him. Shall I say the bad boy in the family? He is always in trouble. If the trouble didn't come to him, he will go and find trouble. Just a few days ago he picked up a fight with some guy because that guy was taunting his good friend about who fights better. See what I mean. He went to look for trouble. That fight doesn't involve him. When he was still in high school, I dreaded to pick up the phone whenever I saw the school's phone number appeared on screen. It was never a good news(I kept the school number). There's another thing I noticed, girls are crazy about him. I don't deny he got looks but there's something else, I think that bad boy characteristic made the girls wanted to be seen with him.  Bad as he may seem, he is easy to love. He cares for us like we are his life. When the girls were not around, he'll be around at home checking on me, see if I am fit to be left alone. He doesn't have great sense of humour like his brother and he doesn't bother what people think or say about him because he is who he is. Still,I am glad I brought him up the way I did. He's precious.  

Next, came my third child, Sophie. For those who reads my blog, I am sure by now you are familiar with her name. Many people (especially my aunts and old friends) said that she looked exactly like I did years ago. Not only that, she has all the same traits as I do. She cries easily, very sensitive, always trying to please people, a home person and pick up languages easily. There's one thing that  differs us. She's very feminine whereas I am not. We think alike, we look alike??, and we get along superbly. Don't get fooled by that soft voice. She has a heart strong like a rock. She's only eighteen. She'll fair well in her life. Oh yes, of that I am sure.
 An intelligent and sensible girl. I see no flaws in her. She will fuss over me like I am a little girl when at home.
 She is now studying in a college somewhere near Kuala Lumpur. The funny thing is, I never heard (from within my family) anyone said they like studying. She said she likes studying. I find it kind of weird. A good weird though. As for me, I hate the thought of having to sit for exams or the sight of text books being cramped onto your desk. P/S : Don't get dampen by what mama wrote, Pipi.. You did good.

The last is my baby girl, a sixteen year old Sara. Right, how do I describe her? My in-house doctor. And rightfully so too. That's what she wants to be, a doctor. She will check and count my medicine in case I cheated. I hate taking medicine. She will remind me of my next appointment date.
At time when sleep denies me, I will ask her to rub my back and sing me any song and she did in that monotone voice of hers. Singing is not her league. Giggle.. but it worked. Honestly, it worked. Some of you should try it once in a while. Instead of us tucking them to sleep, why not they tuck us to sleep for a change. She is an accurate or shall I say a precise person. Everything must be in accordance to what it should be.
Like her sister, she is good in her studies. But there's something I worry about her. She can't connect herself to people. She shies away from people. At home, she is a chatter-box but once we are surrounded by people that she is not familiar with, she'll clamp up. She doesn't share feelings even with her closest friend. I once told her that she'll make a good psychopath material. She said I was way overboard. I said it's true. Look up anywhere, be it in books or surf through the internet, those psychopaths keep to themselves a lot, don't have friends, don't share feelings with others.. all these, you have it in you. And she said I was overboard. You are scaring me, Sara.
Psychopath or no psychopath, she will always be my in house doctor (psychopath?). Without her to drill me, I don't know where I will be now.

And as for me, I love my family more than my life. I will take any bullet for them anytime.
I am a very private person. Likes to keep to myself. I don't mind being left alone every now and then. I am good with people. I can relate to them and unlike Sara, even though I am a private person, I can say that I am at ease when surrounded by people.
 I used to enjoy being involved in outdoor activities but now I had to restrict myself from overdoing it. So, I become a home person. A home person who cooks for her family, care for them but never, never sew or mend a broken shirt. I am hopeless. For that, they will have to find their own tailor or mend it themselves.

So folks, like I said earlier in this blog,we complement each other with different personalities.
That's all for now. If anyone out there wish to get to know me or wish to exchange note, you are welcome to drop me an email at roserahim63@gmail.com

Bye for now,
Rose 6th.Oct '12

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