Friday
I was at my Regional Office in Singapore. I had a whole day meeting with the Vertical Industry Leaders. Lotih kepala eden.
Anyway, I'm very pleased with the outcome. The Top Management has pledged full support to all my initiatives (and bright ideas) ... so much so that even the Executive VP offered to send me to the airport (which I gladly accepted) in his brand new E-Series.
Saturday
Early morning ... I had a spasm in my stomach and nauseating feeling ... and vomited everything in my tummy. Was it because of the food that I took in Singapore. I had few prathas with curry (few days old?) in the morning.
In the evening, after a long sleep, I went to the clinic.
Yes, my favourite and beautiful doctor was there.
"Why do you look horrible?"
Maybe partly because I was in my yesterday's t-shirt, or maybe I'm still not taking shower. Then the good doctor heard a child singing outside the examination room.
"That's Ayra my daughter, let me call her in."
When she saw Ayra, she quickly embraced and kissed her. Of course, even myself who sees her everyday will be flattened like a pancake, what about others seeing her for the first time.
After Maghrib prayer, I went with J'dad to the MBPJ's Dewan Sivik to attend my second cousin's wedding. It was a glorious wedding. The bride is beautiful and sweet. But the bridegroom looks young though.
Met my aunt Wirda, she said,
"I give you one more week to submit your article on the Love Stories for the GLAM February issue."
Sunday
In the morning I sent Ahwaz for the cricket practice at PJ Club. Met Mr Mike the coach.
S%&#!
How come I'm still scared when I see the old man.
"You must make sure Ameerul practice a lot. I need him to performed well."
In the afternoon, I was with J'dad again for another wedding reception at Kg Datuk Harun.
Somehow, the modest occasion is nothing compared to the one last night.
But the food ... the fried chickens are freshly, emm fried. The umbut masak lemak, where on earth can you get this, but here.
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