I was a Domestic Goddess for a day. *Laugh cheekily*. As I was alluring dressed in my translucent (~ revealing the scantily female body, isn’t it a thing of a beauty? ~) white sundress, I began cleaning up my micasa single-handedly. It is of no use asking for assistance as no one else was at home expect for my “sleeping beauty” brother! All by myself then as I began to scrub the bathroom tiles, cleared the dishes, washed the piling plates, hanged the clothes, mopped the sticky floor, vacuumed the whole house and like finally, reorganized the unnecessary stuffs in my room.
I gave myself 7 out of 10 for my hard work on completing the chores. Okay, I am trying my best... someday for sure; I will turn into this sexy domestic helper. Like eventually! Boo!
Once all the household chores are done, I proceeded to the kitchen to kick-off on the cooking. Cooking is fine! The preparation for the ingredients sucks! From the marinating, peeling of potatoes, the cutting ~ that takes up most of my time in the kitchen. As I was busily cooking, I didn’t realize that my dad was watching me from the kitchen entrance.
“It’s okay Girl, you still have a year plus to practice your cooking skills. I will help you along the way. Just make sure you fry the fish properly” ~ My Dad
It’s good to hear that I have some moral support from the family. My dad assuring me that I will be able to make it. He knows that I just need the time to improve my skills. My mother, on the other hand, kept criticizing me on my lazy nature. Those continuous ramblings and naggings; on how difficult it will be once I have kids on my own. Mothers do think far, don’t they? My brother who repeatedly asking me every single day on my wedding date as he assumed that it will be at the end of the year. My sister, who I love wholeheartedly but I can’t seem to get along with most of the times. Its either we are hugging and kissing each other or we are pulling each other’s hair! Literally! I sure know that when I move out from the house by the end of next year, things will be different. There will be always a first time to everything and I just have to be positive and accept things as it is. What I will miss most in the house will be those times where all of us will watch movies together at home, lying down beside one another ~ constantly trying to get my siblings attention. They have given me all the attention that I needed at home and pampering me as the youngest child in the house. Everyone! Sometimes my mother will carry out her role as the firm and strict one. Nowadays, she is practically disturbing and playing pranks on me the whole time at home. It is just her way of showing her love to her daughter. We have grown closer since the last few years and I am blessed on that. Each time when we had our regular disagreements, she will take the initiative to start off breaking the silence first. That’s the difference now! Everyone just make me miss them more each and everyday. I learn to appreciate and cherish them more than before. I have learned to say “I love you” and tell them each day before I leave home. I hug my dad tightly each time he sends me to work and I make it known to my brother on how much I misses him. Funny isn’t it? It’s not that I am going to leave them forever but somehow the feeling is so strong. The affection and the love ~ no words can describe how much I love my family. I did mention it to Andy before but I guess no one will ever understand another’s person unhappiness. To most of us, it is a step to the next level in life. As for me, I am just beginning to feel the love from my family….
Signing off my thoughts,
Idah Noraidah
I gave myself 7 out of 10 for my hard work on completing the chores. Okay, I am trying my best... someday for sure; I will turn into this sexy domestic helper. Like eventually! Boo!
Once all the household chores are done, I proceeded to the kitchen to kick-off on the cooking. Cooking is fine! The preparation for the ingredients sucks! From the marinating, peeling of potatoes, the cutting ~ that takes up most of my time in the kitchen. As I was busily cooking, I didn’t realize that my dad was watching me from the kitchen entrance.
“It’s okay Girl, you still have a year plus to practice your cooking skills. I will help you along the way. Just make sure you fry the fish properly” ~ My Dad
It’s good to hear that I have some moral support from the family. My dad assuring me that I will be able to make it. He knows that I just need the time to improve my skills. My mother, on the other hand, kept criticizing me on my lazy nature. Those continuous ramblings and naggings; on how difficult it will be once I have kids on my own. Mothers do think far, don’t they? My brother who repeatedly asking me every single day on my wedding date as he assumed that it will be at the end of the year. My sister, who I love wholeheartedly but I can’t seem to get along with most of the times. Its either we are hugging and kissing each other or we are pulling each other’s hair! Literally! I sure know that when I move out from the house by the end of next year, things will be different. There will be always a first time to everything and I just have to be positive and accept things as it is. What I will miss most in the house will be those times where all of us will watch movies together at home, lying down beside one another ~ constantly trying to get my siblings attention. They have given me all the attention that I needed at home and pampering me as the youngest child in the house. Everyone! Sometimes my mother will carry out her role as the firm and strict one. Nowadays, she is practically disturbing and playing pranks on me the whole time at home. It is just her way of showing her love to her daughter. We have grown closer since the last few years and I am blessed on that. Each time when we had our regular disagreements, she will take the initiative to start off breaking the silence first. That’s the difference now! Everyone just make me miss them more each and everyday. I learn to appreciate and cherish them more than before. I have learned to say “I love you” and tell them each day before I leave home. I hug my dad tightly each time he sends me to work and I make it known to my brother on how much I misses him. Funny isn’t it? It’s not that I am going to leave them forever but somehow the feeling is so strong. The affection and the love ~ no words can describe how much I love my family. I did mention it to Andy before but I guess no one will ever understand another’s person unhappiness. To most of us, it is a step to the next level in life. As for me, I am just beginning to feel the love from my family….
Signing off my thoughts,
Idah Noraidah
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