Haha i could take days telling a story about how we spent heartbreaking years (4 years to be exact) planning to get one baby. we just could not take any cynical comments anymore and to a certain extend we never watched any drama that have stories about childless couple. what more with perli perli words from the villagers, we were so frustrated.
In 1988, my mom and dad went to Mekah and they prayed for our success and through enough ( subhanallah) the month they came back, i started having morning sickness. hehe i wanna laugh thinking how weak i was; i felt like sleeping all the time. almost 2 months pregnant yet i did not know. well i never had the experience so finally we went to Soma Clinic in Jitra and the test (EPT)was positive. we smiled all the way home.....imagine we rode a bicycle to town.....and came back smiling from ear to ear....the next day we went back to Yan and broke the good so much waited news to Tok Besah ( aruah)..she was elated.
The good news was shared by friends at SMK Tok Jalai.....Mr Zulkifli ( TQVM) knowing that abah was in Kelantan, took the trouble to find one kelapa gading ( yellow one) because i had a crave on that nut. He brought it to school and the ever kind ERT teacher, Kak Habsah helped to crack open the coconut and made a special cooling juice for me. I was in cloud nine....even the jambu air nearby the school canteen was picked especially for me.
being far from abah was quite a sad experience coz i had to buy whatever i wanted by myself. The oranges, raisin, soya and all the good nutricious food suitable for expecting mom were my favourite. Tok and wan also gave me whatever i wanted...Finally in March 1989 i got a transfer to Kelantan, just month away from delivery. Then about 2 weeks before giving birth i took a risky flight home coz i wanted to deliver Along in Kedah.....close to home.....however the process was not an easy one.....wait i tell you later......
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