a weekend of drama

on friday, came back early from work to take abdullah out to tampy and meet nur. somehow, my mother caught wind of the plan and decided to tag along with the maid as well. dah jadi one kind of family excursion. so had to cancel on nur (which made me feel bad, cuz i know she has been itching to meet up with my little romeo).

on saturday was the grad ceremony at work. i brought abdullah along cuz i cannot bear to leave him at home. its the weekend and i couldnt care less what the others would say. besides, i didnt have any duties and was basically just part of the audience. anyhow, abdullah's first visit to a school was funny. he was sleeping most of the time. and when he was awake, he was passed around like a parcel at a kid's birthday. thank god he was very well-behaved. good job, son. i hope you will grow up liking school.

on sunday, took him to tampy again to get clothes for raya and beyond. all the gift vouchers we got are fast expiring so i had to buy really huge clothes for abdullah. husband said, chances are, at the rate the milk monster is growing, he would be fitting into them soon, so its alright. kiddy palace had this 'lelong' where 'early days' stuff were selling for ten bucks! and i love 'early days' stuff. their designs are funky, bright and colourful and the material is of good quality.

anyhow, i would say the past weekend was a really good one. i spent tonnes of time with abdullah. its amazing at the amount of love i have for that boy. to think he was kicking and punching me from the inside less than 4 months ago. some quantum physics ish, if you ask me.

anyhow, last night, world war three or somewhat of that scale erupted in my house at 12 midnight no less. aiman, the youngest brother had taken airon's bike for a joyride sometime after 11ish. (airon was already asleep then)

somehow, airon received a phonecall from his friends to lepak at riaz and when he wanted to leave the house, found his bike keys missing. he thought he had left his keys in the bike ignition and went down to the carpark. lo behold, younger fatty was cruising into the carpark with his friend as a pillion.

airon went beserked. they took it up upstairs where my parents and i were woken up by angry yelling. it was terrifying! aiman just kept quiet (cuz he know he is so wrong and so dead) while airon was shouting at the top of his voice.

it was a MAD house la. at one point, airon got SUPER frustrated cuz aiman was just keeping quiet (which is pissing him off even more), airon JUMPED on aiman's bed and started to punch aiman on the FACE repeatedly! aiman just lay on the bed, not even retaliating.

my dad JUMPED onto the bed and pried airon apart. i was shouting, telling everyone to Istighfar. my mother was white in the face. and abdullah slept through the whole thing! 3 grown men on the bed and airon was insane!

after he was pulled away, airon was saying something abt making a police report (aiman has no license). my dad was furious. my mother was selawat-ing all the way and aiman was making his buat-bodoh face. i was so annoyed. 1. aiman is such a dumbass for taking someone's bike with NO permission, and no license no less. 2. airon and his panas BARAN-ness which could lead to someone getting hurt real bad.

i think the two boys are at fault, both are idiots and i truly symphatize with my parents position of 'dunno-which-son-to-talk-to' dilemma. i am taking nobody's side. the only side i am on are my parents. dah besar panjang pun perangai masih macam taik.

abdullah who was asleep throughout the drama woke up sometime at 6 in the morning. i had a long talk with him. if he pull this kind of nonsense (like driving his abah's car without license and no permission), i will beat the crap out of him. and it would also mean he got that gene from my psychotic side of the family.

jeez.