Kalau time panas2 or petang2 mcm nie memg tepk nak makan mcm2..ditambahkan lagi hidup dalam umah bujang memg la kann..tapi..tadi nak makan cendol ramai pulak orang..terus terpikir cara nak hilangkan dahaga..klu makan time panas2 terik mcm semalam memg kaw..nama bukan main tapi mudah ja nak buat sebenarnya..BUDGET plak tu..>.<..
Desert Red Hot Sweet with susu lemak bekrim..nomnomnom
*Brown Sugar/ Gula melaka
*Susu cair yg bekrim
*Masukkan air tunggu hingga mendidih dan masukkan sagu
*Masukkan air dan brown sugar/gula melaka ikut citarasa individu sebagai air gula
*Hidangkan dan masukkan kesemua bahan tersebut..sagu+susu cair+air gula+ais..
Simple and Budget..Good Luck!!! SELAMAT MENCUBA peeps!!
Ini lah ICE CREAM PENUHHH KASIH SAYANG.keh keh keh.
NAK TAW BUAT MCM MANA?
Ni bahan-bahan secukup rasa :
*1 tin susu cair
*suku susu pekat (jngn banyak2 takut t manis ikut taste masing2)
*1 sudu besar ovalett
*1 sudu kecil essen vanila
*1 biji telur
*Hershey ( sbgai hiasan untuk sedapkan lg ice cream)
masukkan semua bahan dan gerudi hingga sebati..then nak letak perisa apa pown ikut suka..i prefer coklat sbb yg tu lar feveret..mana x gemuk ann..abaikann...klu perisa apa pown blh pilih...STRAWBERI,COKLAT,MILO..
itu lah HERSHEY...ada perisa strawberi n coklat blh dapat kat mana2 mall punn..then hias dlm bekas...
AKHIR SEKALI..inilah hasilnyaaa..onomnomnom!!!...blh ja buh topping atas tu..letak hershey coklat skewt.
Owhh...mcm tu rupanya..SELAMAT MENCUBA klu yang ada kat Rumah atau Rumah Sewa pown boleh..=)
Last week, my family n i went to Singapore juz wanna to travel 4 shopping, enjoying n xspecially to c their own culture..i thought we don t hav any chance to go 4 vacation.butt..
Alhamdulillahh..lepaih kakak bersalin terus my parents plan jaa...as usual anak2 yg holidays nie join je kan..parasit katakan..menumpang je..Ada Aku Kisah?? haha...
my LOVE family is enjoying at Universal Studio..this pic kena bg kecik2..baru sebulan ja cuti dah temoks.hurm
i would like to remind uolls..kadar pertukaran wang Singapore around 1 SG Dolar = RM2.51..be4 u wanna go there juz prepare xspecially :
1) Duit biar cukup..if sumthing happen u can solve it..klu tukar kat sana memg mahaiii kakak2 n cik abg2..haa..ckp pown mcm makcik2 dahh..
2) Ingat..bawak telekung bg kaum hawa di luar sana yg nak g trips memana pown..dis one juz share bukan nak kutuk negara Singapore..kita pown tahu kan orang Islam kat sana sentiasa di abaikan..g jelah memana surau memg kotor n telekung yg kat sana memg mcm setahun x basuh..PATHETIC!!!
OKE ENOUGH!!...skrg jom kita tengok apa yg ada kat Singapore nie.
c wat!!...comei gilaaa keta nie...i felt impress to c that car then tros snap..time nie kan nak dekat Xmas memg lar kan..unik sangat!
My girlpren n boypren..they were sweet couple of d year Marina Bay..hehe..jangan tengok both of them ja..yg belakang tu lar Marina Bay..hotel tu ada casino n 5 star..memg unik tp syg tempat berjudi plak..
SEE CLEARLY FRONT OF MARINA BAY!!!...ada apa tu putih2??bulat2 comei tu??
oke..yg tu sebenaqnya kata2 or azam yang rakyat Singhapore tulih atas white ball tu then baling ke laqhut..kepercayaan depa katakan..haa berbelit2 lidah hampa baca.haha
Owl pown nak posing jugak kat Singapore Flyer..
tengok ja nampak &#@% tu kann...nie kat BUGIS STREET..if kat Malaysia ada memg dah kena nie..ish3..xdak sensitiviti langsung!!..tapi kat cnie klu yg gila shopping memg lambat kluar lar an..bg kaum adam yg baju2 memg style n smart..klu kaum hawa kat cnie accessories memg.. memg ...cantikkk!!!.n up to date.
Arghhh Starving gila muka tuuu setelah semalaman tido nyenyak kat hotel 81 Star,hotel dia oke n selesa....kat cinie majority indon ja masak..sedap uh Lontong depa!!!...suma makanan nie almost rm 20 sumting..janji Halal!!dijamin Halal!
This one is d video RASA HALAL ASIAN at SINGAPORE.She is my sis. Watch n enjoy dis vid.=)
Terima kasih kerana sudi membaca entry yang panjang ini..GRACIAS!!! =)
This is an account of a man named Rashed. He tells his story as follows…
I was not more than thirty years old when my wife gave birth to my first child. I still remember that night.
I had stayed out all night long with my friends, as was my habit. It
was a night filled with useless talk, and worse, with backbiting,
gossiping, and making fun of people. I was mostly the one who made
people laugh; I would mock others and my friends would laugh and laugh. I
remember on that night that I’d made them laugh a lot. I had an amazing
ability to imitate others – I could change the sound of my voice until I
sounded exactly like the person I was mocking. No one was safe from my
biting mockery, even my friends; some people started avoiding me just to
be safe from my tongue. I remember on that night, I had made fun of a
blind man who I’d seen begging in the market. What was worse, I had put
my foot out in front him – he tripped and fell, and started turning his
head around, not knowing what to say.
I went back to my house,
late as usual, and I found my wife waiting for me. She was in a terrible
state, and said in a quivering voice, “Rashed… where were you?”
“Where would I be, on Mars?” I said sarcastically, “With my friends of course.”
She was visibly exhausted, and holding back tears, she said, “Rashed,
I’m so tired. It seems the baby is going to come soon.” A silent tear
fell on her cheek.
I felt that I had neglected my wife. I
should have taken care of her and not stayed out so much all those
nights… especially since she was in her ninth month. I quickly took her
to the hospital; she went into the delivery room, and suffered through
long hours of pain.
I waited patiently for her to give birth.
but her delivery was difficult, and I waited a long time until I got
tired. So I went home and left my phone number with the hospital so they
could call with the good news. An hour later, they called me to
congratulate me on the birth of Salem. I went to the hospital
immediately. As soon as they saw me, they asked me to go see the doctor
who had overlooked my wife’s delivery. “What doctor?” I cried out, “I just want to see my son Salem!”
“First go see the doctor,” they said.
I went to the doctor, and she started talking to me about trials, and
about being satisfied with Allah’s decree. Then she said, “Your son has a
serious deformity in his eyes, and it seems that he has no vision.” I
lowered my head while I fought back tears… I remembered that blind man
begging in the market who I’d tripped and made others laugh at.
Subhan Allah, you get what you give! I stayed brooding quietly for a
while… I didn’t know what to say. Then I remembered by wife and son. I
thanked the doctor for her kindness, and went to go see my wife. My wife
wasn’t sad. She believed in the decree of Allah… she was content… How
often had she advised me to stop mocking people! “Don’t backbite
people,” she always used to repeat… We left the hospital, and Salem came
In reality, I didn’t pay much attention to him. I
pretended that he wasn’t in the house with us. When he started crying
loudly, I’d escape to the living room to sleep there. My wife took good
care of him, and loved him a lot. As for myself, I didn’t hate him, but I
couldn’t love him either.
Salem grew. He started to crawl, and
had a strange way of crawling. When he was almost one year old, he
started trying to walk, and we discovered that he was crippled. I felt
like he was an even greater burden on me. After him, my wife gave birth
to Umar and Khaled. The years passed, and Salem grew, and his brothers
grew. I never liked to sit at home, I was always out with my friends… in
reality, I was like a plaything at their disposal [entertaining them
whenever they wanted].
My wife never gave up on my reform. She
always made du’aa for my guidance. She never got angry with my reckless
behavior, but she would get really sad if she saw me neglecting Salem
and paying attention to the rest of his brothers. Salem grew, and my
worries grew with him. I didn’t mind when my wife asked to enroll him in
a special school for the handicapped.
I didn’t really feel the
passing of the years. My days were all the same. Work and sleep and
food and staying out with friends. One Friday, I woke up at 11 am. This
was early for me. I was invited to a gathering, so I got dressed and
perfumed, and was about to go out. I passed by our living room, and was
startled by the sight of Salem – he was sobbing! This was the first time
I had noticed Salem crying since he was a baby. Ten years had passed,
and I hadn’t paid attention to him. I tried to ignore him now, but I
couldn’t take it… I heard him calling out to his mother while I was in
the room. I turned towards him, and went closer. “Salem! Why are you
crying?” I asked.
When he heard my voice, he stopped crying.
Then when he realized how close I was, he started feeling around him
with his small hands. What was wrong with him? I discovered that he was
trying to move away from me! It was as if he was saying, “Now, you’ve
decided to notice me? Where have you been for the last ten years?” I
followed him… he had gone into his room. At first, he refused to tell me
why he’d been crying. I tried to be gentle with him… Salem started to
tell me why he’d been crying, while I listened and trembled.
you know what the reason was?! His brother Umar, the one who used to
take him to the masjid, was late. And because it was Jumu’ah prayer,
Salem was afraid he wouldn’t find a place in the first row. He called
out to Umar… and he called out to his mother… but nobody answered, so he
cried. I sat there looking at the tears flowing from his blind eyes. I
couldn’t bear the rest of his words. I put my hand over his mouth and
said, “Is this why you were crying, Salem!”
“Yes,” he said.
I forgot about my friends, I forgot about the gathering, and I said,
“Don’t be sad, Salem. Do you know who’s going to take you to the masjid
“Umar, of course,” he said, “… but he’s always late.”
“No,” I said, “I’m going to take you.”
Salem was shocked… he couldn’t believe it. He thought I was mocking
him. His tears came and he started crying. I wiped his tears with my
hand and then took hold of his hand. I wanted to take him to the masjid
by car. He refused and said, “The masjid is near… I want to walk there.”
Yes, by Allah, he said this to me.
I couldn’t remember when
was the last time I had entered the masjid , but it was the first time I
felt fear and regret for what I’d neglected in the long years that had
passed. The masjid was filled with worshippers, but I still found a
place for Salem in the first row. We listened to the Jumu’ah khutbah
together, and he prayed next to me. But really, I was the one praying
next to him.
After the prayer, Salem asked me for a Quraan. I
was surprised! How was he going to read when he was blind? I almost
ignored his request, but I decided to humor him out of fear of hurting
his feelings. I passed him a Quraan. He asked me to open the Quraan to
Surat al-Kahf. I started flipping through the pages and looking through
the index until I found it. He took the Quraan from me, put it in front
of him, and started reading the Surah… with his eyes closed… Ya Allah!
He had the whole Surah memorized.
I was ashamed of myself. I
picked up a Quraan… I felt my limbs tremble… I read and I read. I asked
Allah to forgive me and to guide me. I couldn’t take it… I started
crying like a child. There were still some people in the masjid praying
sunnah… I was embarrassed by their presence, so I tried to hold my
tears. My crying turned into whimpering and long, sobbing breaths. The
only thing I felt was a small hand reaching out to my face, and then
wiping the tears away. It was Salem! I pulled him to my chest… I looked
at him. I said to myself… you’re not the blind one, but I am, for having
drifted after immoral people who were pulling me to hellfire. We went
back home. My wife was extremely worried about Salem, but her worry
turned into tears [of joy] when she found out I had prayed Jumu’ah with
From that day on, I never missed the congregational
prayer in the masjid. I left my bad friends… and I made righteous
friends among people I met at the masjid. I tasted the sweetness of Iman
with them. I learned things from them that distracted me from this
world. I never missed out on gatherings of remembrance [halaqas], or on
the witr prayer. I recited the entire Qur’an, several times, in one
month. I moistened my tongue with the remembrance of Allah, that He
might forgive my backbiting and mocking of the people. I felt closer to
my family. The looks of fear and pity that had occupied my wife’s eyes
disappeared. A smile now never parted from the face of my son Salem.
Anyone who saw him would have felt that he owned the world and
everything in it. I praised and thanked Allah a lot for His blessings.
One day, my righteous friends decided to go to a far away location for
da’wah. I hesitated about going. I prayed istikharah, and consulted with
my wife. I thought she would refuse… but the opposite happened! She was
extremely happy, and even encouraged me… because in the past, she had
seen me traveling without consulting her, for the purpose of sin and
evil. I went to Salem, and told him I would be traveling. With tears, he
wrapped me up in his small arms…
I was away from home for
three and a half months. In that period, whenever I got a chance, I
called my wife and talked to my children. I missed them so much… and oh,
how I missed Salem! I wanted to hear his voice… he was the only one who
hadn’t talked to me since I’d traveled. He was either at school or at
the masjid whenever I called them.Whenever I would tell my wife how much
I missed him, she would laugh happily, joyfully, except for the last
time I called her. I didn’t hear her expected laugh. Her voice changed. I
said to her, “Give my salam to Salem,” and she said, “Insha’Allah,” and
At last, I went back home. I knocked on the door. I
hoped that it was Salem who would open up for me, but was surprised to
find my son Khaled, who was not more than four years old. I picked him
up in my arms while he squealed, “Baba! Baba!” I don’t know why my heart
tensed when I entered the house.
I sought refuge in Allah from
the accursed Shaytan… I approached my wife… her face was different. As
if she was pretending to be happy. I inspected her closely then said,
“What’s wrong with you?” “Nothing,” she said. Suddenly, I remembered
Salem. “Where’s Salem?” I asked. She lowered her head. She didn’t
answer. Hot tears fell on her cheeks.
“Salem! Where’s Salem?” I cried out.
At that moment, I only heard the sound of my son Khaled talking in his
own way, saying, “Baba… Thalem went to pawadise… with Allah…”
My wife couldn’t take it. She broke down crying. She almost fell to the
floor, and left the room. Later, I found out that Salem had contracted a
fever two weeks before I’d returned, so my wife took him to the
hospital… the fever got more and more severe, and didn’t leave him…
until his soul left his body…
And if this earth closes in on
you in spite of its vastness, and your soul closes is on you because of
what it’s carrying. call out, “Oh Allah!” If solutions run out, and
paths are constricted, and ropes are cut off, and your hopes are no
more. call out, “Oh Allah.” Allah wished to guide Salem’s father on the
hands of Salem, before Salem’s death. How merciful is Allah!
‘Many a big deed becomes small due to its intention, & many a small
deed becomes big due to its intention……’ (Abdullah ibn Mubarak)
Wanna talk about vacation ja kita mesti ingat persiapan paling penting iaitu kewangan, ilmu, mental dan fizikal..semua tu perlu ada semasa nak melancong..WANG mesti kena cukup untuk makan,minum, shopping n so on..klu ILMU plak..at least kita tahu cara untuk berkomunikasi dengan rakyat di negara lain..ikut jelah body language pown apa salahnya kan..MENTAL N FIZIKAL pown sama kena cukup,yg fizikal biar kita sihat n selesa nak ke mana2 pown...
haaa...lega lepas packing my stuff..xtually bukan nie ja sebenarnya banyak ag..ngeh.=)
NAK TAW APA ADA DALAM NIE ??
Dalam iklan pown ada cakap.REHAT BERSAMA KIT KAT..nie sebab2 beli kit kat..bila jalan2 ja blh mngunyah2.dis one makanan yg wajib ada klu nak travels mana2..in case kita lapar blh ngap ja masuk mulut.
nie pic mau besar2 punya..disebabkan semangat MALAYSIA..menang kalah bola semalam "Harimau Malaya" selamanya..t shirt nie nak pki masa vacation..selesa jaa..n d most important Im proud to b Malaysian!!!..biar kita sama2 ada semngat..dlu x pernah wujud pown semngt2 nie. but bila nampak negara len bukan main taringnya..kita pown boleh main taring harimau jugak kan.
NIE LAH PREPARATION ALA2 KADAR..maybe nak tanya apa2 blh ja kawan2 blogger n facebook.=)
Next post!! coming soon about my trip.SELAMAT BERCUTI KEPADA YG BERCUTI.doakan saya dan sekeluarga selamat pergi dan pulang ehhh..
I feel so happy yesterday b'coz i can c d most beautiful view n my lucky day..dunno how to describe..but u know WHAT??..haa kena tengok....
Disebabkan cuti..memg suma pakat spend time betol2 lar kan..kat atas nie Sushi King..lepas penat jalan n tngok movie TWILIGHT..pergi lunch makan Sushi..makan punya lar banyak sampai perut BUN2..oke yg baguihnya kat sushi ada list siap berapa kalori stiap hidangan tu...lepas makan punya makan sampai x ingat dunia..
Haaa...tengok tuu..nie baru skewtt...tambah2 ada org belanja...>.<...memg bahagia perot..pandai betol bela perut kan..klu x total up Rm35 sumting...tapi org suh bayar RM6.50..waaaa..tq org tersebut.^.^...
lepas makan..MAKAN lagii...it s oke ..cuti rite? bukan selalu..nie makan2 tepi ada pantai..really nice..tambah2 bertuah sempat beli otak-otak..BERTUAH SESANGAT!!..>.<.
Wanna c what yang beautiful view tu..haa ni diaa...:
Subhanallah..c c c...cantik sangat2 kan..xdak ombakk..i can c d peaceful of beach make me more appreciate God's creation.
Sekiann...coming soon..more info about travels n so on..