<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:21:27.283+08:00</updated><category term='islamic'/><category term='knowledge'/><category term='memories'/><category term='happy moments'/><category term='music in me'/><category term='cacat dan terencat'/><category term='cerpen'/><category term='study'/><title type='text'>Life Is So Unpredictable...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3fy4cqWMhyI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wonder Girls - Be My Baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-9044053196792008426?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/9044053196792008426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=9044053196792008426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Paramore - Brick By Boring Brick&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A63VwWz1ij0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;awesome vid.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/38.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mule2 dgr lagu ni kt hitz.fm. mule2 dgr da teruja dgn music nye. cari punye cari, jumpe la lagu berserta video nye skali. vid ni sgt cool. like alice in the wonderland. w00t. tp tapaham ape jadi kt budak kecik tu last skali. erm erm erm. &lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/39.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"This song is about people who cover up their reality with frills and make out like they're living a fantasy life. It's one thing to have goals and dreams but it's another thing when you never know where you're standing in the real world. People can be hurt by that."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-641686628807651411?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/641686628807651411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=641686628807651411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/641686628807651411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/641686628807651411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2010/01/paramore-brick-by-boring-brick.html' title='Paramore - Brick By Boring Brick'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-9083359942820001313</id><published>2010-01-01T00:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:28:02.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIe8EOC4NuM/Szy5vuJuyDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z7qWx0zpC94/s1600-h/sokka_grin_extralarge.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIe8EOC4NuM/Szy5vuJuyDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z7qWx0zpC94/s200/sokka_grin_extralarge.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421412280941070386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat menyambut tahun 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-9083359942820001313?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/9083359942820001313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=9083359942820001313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/9083359942820001313'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-8051419298903975513</id><published>2009-05-26T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:28:35.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy moments'/><title type='text'>ichigo mashimaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tgh layan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ICHIGO MASHIMARO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIe8EOC4NuM/ShvhIIaytSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bG-vYzorbZU/s1600-h/A3760-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIe8EOC4NuM/ShvhIIaytSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bG-vYzorbZU/s400/A3760-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340109312992916770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pia la punca aku menonton katun ni. aku da terjebak sama ke dalam kancah ini. jimah dan mudi juge sudah terpengaruh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku gile suke kt katun ni. keroro hampir tercabar dgn kehadiran ichigo mashimaro. tape keroro, i love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;koraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;undoriyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ojapeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;kyojabanyubyoradapike!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-8051419298903975513?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/8051419298903975513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=8051419298903975513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/8051419298903975513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/8051419298903975513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2009/05/ichigo-mashimaro.html' title='ichigo mashimaro'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIe8EOC4NuM/ShvhIIaytSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/bG-vYzorbZU/s72-c/A3760-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-1406176967461823684</id><published>2009-04-07T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:35:02.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jB8buBmAfzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1406176967461823684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1406176967461823684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-5578476745946813414</id><published>2009-03-30T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:34:54.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music in me'/><title type='text'>Kelly Clarkson - My Life Would Suck Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEYSg7fyKGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEYSg7fyKGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu ni seronok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time dgr kt hitz.fm da leh cam suara kelly clarkson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku suke beliau !!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kelly Clarkson - My Life Would Suck Without You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Guess this means you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You're standing at my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Guess this means you take back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;All you said before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Like how much you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Anyone but me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Said you'd never come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But here you are again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;c/o: Cuz we belong together now, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Forever united here somehow, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You got a piece of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And honestly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My life would suck without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Maybe I was stupid for telling you goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Maybe I was wrong for tryin' to pick a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I know that I've got issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But you're pretty messed up too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Either way, I found out I'm nothing without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;repeat c/o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Being with you is so disfunctional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I really shouldn't miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But I can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Oh yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;repeat c/o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cuz we belong together now, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Forever united here somehow, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You got a piece of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And honestly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-5578476745946813414?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/5578476745946813414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=5578476745946813414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/5578476745946813414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/5578476745946813414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2009/03/kelly-clarkson-my-life-would-suck.html' title='Kelly Clarkson - My Life Would Suck Without You'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-5301877754111503719</id><published>2009-01-31T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:04:05.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cacat dan terencat'/><title type='text'>regret 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pernah tak korank rasa menyesal atas perkara yg berkaitan dgn 'decision making' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://forcame.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/fear_and_regret_by_deathtopanic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-5301877754111503719?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/5301877754111503719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=5301877754111503719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/5301877754111503719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/5301877754111503719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2009/01/regret-1.html' title='regret 1'/><author><name>medea 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bold;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I have a huge problem. A friend has placed a screensaver on my computer, but every time I move the mouse, it disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support: How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I'm writing my first e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support: OK, and what seems to be the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Well, I have the letter 'a' in the address, but how do I get the circle around it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman customer called the Canon help desk with a problem with her printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support: Are you running it under windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: 'No, my desk is next to the door, but that is a good point. The man sitting in the cubicle next to me is under a window, and his printer is working fine.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support: Your password is the small letter a, as in apple, a capital letter V as in Victor, the number 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Is that 7 in capital letters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Hi, good afternoon, this is Martha, I can't print. Every time I try, it says 'Can't find printer'. I've even lifted the printer and placed it in front of the monitor, but the computer still says he can't find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I'm trying to connect to the Internet with your CD, but it just doesn't work. What am I doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support: OK, you've got the CD in the CD drive, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support: And what sort of computer are you using?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Computer? Oh no, I haven't got a computer. It's in the CD player and all I get is weird noises. Listen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support: Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-1637968068628449308?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/1637968068628449308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=1637968068628449308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1637968068628449308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1637968068628449308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/12/technical-support.html' title='Technical Support.'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-1978094144859968384</id><published>2008-12-12T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:25:41.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><title type='text'>study = fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/8512/studyequalsfailqc7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alasan tanak stadi la ni kot &lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/4.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k87/asipoik/fail-duck-writing1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img152.imageshack.us/img152/1047/gatenv8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-1978094144859968384?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/1978094144859968384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=1978094144859968384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1978094144859968384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1978094144859968384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/12/study-fail.html' title='study = fail'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-1017763562165708099</id><published>2008-12-07T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:07:08.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music in me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>Tahukah Anda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Current Song: Haley James Scott - Halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crt: email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciptaan Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rama-rama merasa makanannya dengan kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bunyi itik tidak menghasilkan talun (echo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dalam tempoh 10 minit, taufan membebaskan lebih banyak tenaga berbanding keseluruhan tenaga yang boleh dibebaskan dari senjata nuklear yang terdapat di bumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Secara purata, ramai manusia lebih takut labah-labah daripada takut mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gajah adalah satu-satu mamalia yang tidak boleh melompat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Satu dari dua billion manusia akan dapat hidup sehingga 116 tahun atau lebih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tidak mustahil bagi lembu menaiki tangga tetapi ia tidak boleh menuruni tangga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanita berkelip mata dua kali lebih banyak dari lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Secara fizikal semulajadi, adalah mustahil untuk anda menjilat siku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Siput boleh tidur sehingga tiga tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Saiz mata manusia tetap sama sejak dilahirkan, tetapi tumbesaran hidung dan telinga tidak pernah berhenti sewaktu hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Semua beruang kutub adalah kidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Mata burung unta adalah lebih besar dari saiz otaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. TYPEWRITER adalah perkataan terpanjang yang boleh dibina dari huruf-huruf yang terdapat dalam satu barisan yang sama pada papan kekunci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Hampir semua pembaca email ini akan cuba untuk menjilat sikunya sebentar tadi..hehe btol kn? jgn tipu ek..Secara JUJUR, BETUL KAN? hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Dan satu lagi semua pembaca email ni jugak mesti tengok keyboard (papan kekunci) untuk pastikan perkara 14 betul (TYPEWRITER) sebenarnya :TYPE-WRITER- POWER-TOP- PORT-PRY- WET-TRY-WRITE- WIT-IT-OR- PRO-POW-TO- QUOTE-QUIT- PIT-ROUTE- TYPER-TROOPER- TRIP-PURR- dan lagi……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Haley James Scott - Halo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never promised you a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;I never promised there’d  be sunshine every day&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you everything I have&lt;br /&gt;The good the  bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you put me on a pedestal ?&lt;br /&gt;I’m so up high that I can’t see  the ground below&lt;br /&gt;So help me down you’ve got it wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don’t belong  there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c/o: One thing is clear&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo&lt;br /&gt;I wear a halo  when you look at me&lt;br /&gt;But standing from here&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t say so&lt;br /&gt;You  wouldn’t say so if you were me&lt;br /&gt;And I, I just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;Oh I, I  just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always said that I would make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’m  only human and that’s my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;I’ll fall as hard as I try&lt;br /&gt;So  don’t be blinded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me as I really am&lt;br /&gt;I have flaws and sometimes I  even sin&lt;br /&gt;So pull me from that pedestal&lt;br /&gt;I don’t belong there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat c/o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like to think that you know me&lt;br /&gt;But in your  eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am something above me&lt;br /&gt;That's only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Only in your  mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat c/o till fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-1017763562165708099?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/1017763562165708099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=1017763562165708099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1017763562165708099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1017763562165708099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/12/tahukah-anda.html' title='Tahukah Anda?'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-7473230753464825074</id><published>2008-11-07T07:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:26:04.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The early bird catches the worm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The early bird catches the worm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that you say in order to tell someone that if they want to be successful they should do something immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pn nk jadik early bird tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-7473230753464825074?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/7473230753464825074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=7473230753464825074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/7473230753464825074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/7473230753464825074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-birds-catch-worms.html' title='The early bird catches the worm.'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-5630613455893569174</id><published>2008-08-11T08:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:12:06.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cacat dan terencat'/><title type='text'>Cara-cara membunuh roommate secara senyap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Current Song: Peter Pan - Di Balik Awan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Current Mood: busy assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/18.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cara-cara membunuh roommate secara senyap&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Setiap hari Jumaat, pack segala barang anda dan bagitau kat roommate anda nak balik kampung. Selepas sejam, balik ke bilik dan terangkan bhw takde org kat rumah. Unpack segala brg anda dan pegi tidor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Setiap kali roommate anda balik, jerit sekuat hati "horeyy... kau dah balik". Lepas tu menari dlm 5 minit. Lepas tu, tenung jam lama2 dan cakap kat dia "Sepatutnya kau dah blah dah skrg"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buat2 terjaga pd tengah malam, jerit kuat2 "Tolong, kat mana aku berada ni?" dan lari keliling bilik tu. Kalau bilik kecil, cukuplah sekadar melompat 2-3 kali. Kemudian, sambung tidor. Esoknya, kalo dia tanya, pura2 tak tahu apa yg dia cakap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ambil marker, buat bulatan kecil kat lengan anda. Besarkan bulatan tu setiap hari sambil berkata "Dah merebak... dah merebak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beli pepokok bonsai. Bercakap dan tidor dengan pokok tu setiap hari. Selepas seminggu, bertengkar dgn pokok tu dan cakap "Aku tak boleh hidup sebilik dengan kau lagi" sambil keluar dan menghempaskan pintu bilik dgn kuat...Buang pokok tu tapi biarkan pasu kat situ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beli pisau banyak-banyak. Tajamkan setiap malam sambil merenung roommate anda sambil berkata "Tak lama lagi... tak lama lagi... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duduk didepan papan chess dua-tiga jam tanpa buat apa2 atau cakap apa2. Lepas tu bangun secara tiba2 sambil berkata, "Siot betul, kalah lagi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Setiap kali roommate balik, tutup lampu dan tidor. lepas dia keluar, bangun dan menjerit dgn kuat "Horeyyy... !". bukak lampu semula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pakai topi kertas. Bila dia balik, cakap "Selamat Datang ke McDonald. Boleh saya ambil pesanan anda..." Lepas tu buat muka bodoh, sambil berkata "Eh, kau rupanya..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kata kat roommate "Ada pesanan penting untuk kau". Lepas tu buat2 pengsan. Lepas 2-3 jam, bangun dan cakap yang anda dah lupa pesanan tu. Kemudian, cakap "Eh... aku dah ingat". Lepas tu pengsan balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bila roommate anda balik, berpura2 tengah telefon. Caci maki dan menjerit dengan kuat kat telefon tu. Lepas tu letak telefon dan cakap kat roommate bhw yg telefon tadi adalah mak dia. Cakap kat dia mak dia akan telefon balik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalau roommate suka gosok gigi kat sinki, perhatikan sampai habis. Lepas dia habis, cakap dengan dia bhw anda kena ajar dia cara mengosok gigi dengan betul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edarkan risalah ke kawasan kedai/rumah kedai berdekatan rumah/kampus. Dalam risalah tu, nyatakan bahawa roommate anda hilang. Letak sekali gambar dia dlm risalah tu. Tawarkan hadiah kepada sesiapa yg menjumpai roommate anda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bila roommate anda tutup lampu pd sebelah malam, nyanyi lagu opera sekuat hati. Bila dia buka balik lampu, buat2 muka bodoh dan confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duduk dan renung roommate dlm 2-3 jam. Kalau boleh, bawa member2 sekali sambil makan kacang dan popcorn. Buat macam tengah tengok wayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Masa roommate tiada, ambil deodoran roommate dan sapukan pada seluruh dinding bilik. Bila dia balik, puji bahawa bilik berbau wangi. Lakukan selalu sampai deodoran tu habis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalau roommate ada binatang peliharaan, spt kucing, offer utk beri makan kpd binatang tsbt. Cepat2 keluarkan botol gam atau minyak rambut sebelum dia beri persetujuan kpd kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pegang dan gosok-gosok rambut roommate anda sambil berkata "Rambut kau hitam, lurus dan berkilat la... Macam teknik rebonding...". Sekali-sekala buat masa dia tengah tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mase roommate tido, bungkus dia macam kafan mayat (siap ikat), pastu panggil member dlm 10 bace yasin ramai2. bile rumet jage pakat2 buat x nmpk ape2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebelum roommate balik dari kelas, bungkus diri sendiri macam kafan (siap ikat jugak) pastu baring senyap-senyap atas katil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jumpe mende alah ni dlm email lame. alaa email yg berkurun2 abad yg lalu. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topik de pn menarik. sape2 nk try buleh cuba kt rumet masing2 yek. aku pn nk cuba kt si pia ngan jimah. tu pia tgh tido. buleh try ni. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pesanan penaja:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ni bukan la utk bunuh rumet anda. saje nk belawak dgn rumet kn. atau ade mmg manusia yg nk bunuh rumet de sndirik? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/13.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sayangi rumet anda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-5630613455893569174?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/5630613455893569174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=5630613455893569174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/5630613455893569174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/5630613455893569174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/08/cara-cara-membunuh-roommate-secara.html' title='Cara-cara membunuh roommate secara senyap'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-1505245316098770585</id><published>2008-07-31T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:54:51.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Current Song: Sugar Baby Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/4408/rosehp9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sape terer cube bagi name full bunga ros ni :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-1505245316098770585?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/1505245316098770585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=1505245316098770585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1505245316098770585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/1505245316098770585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/07/rose.html' title='rose'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-843973550582691735</id><published>2008-07-21T16:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:55:56.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Current Song: KC &amp;amp; Jojo - All My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Current Mood: sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam. urghh penat. ni pn br sdh mkn. n td check email, jumpe mende alah ni. ade org send. hik hik hik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mende alah ni psl ape? ntah. korank bace je la yek kalo rajin. xrajin tekan alt+f4. sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;x x x x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No Breakfast&lt;/span&gt; - People who do not take breakfast are going to have a lower blood sugar level. This leads to an insufficient supply of nutrients to the brain causing brain degeneration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Overeating&lt;/span&gt; - It causes hardening of the brain arteries, leading to a decrease in mental power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Smoking&lt;/span&gt; - It causes multiple brain shrinkage and may lead to Alzheimer disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;High Sugar Consumption&lt;/span&gt; - Too much sugar will interrupt the absorption of proteins and nutrients causing malnutrition and may interfere with brain development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Air Pollution&lt;/span&gt; - The brain is the largest oxygen consumer in our body. Inhaling polluted air decreases the supply of oxygen to the brain, bringing about a decrease in brain efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sleep Deprivation&lt;/span&gt; - Sleep allows our brain to rest. Long term deprivation from sleep will accelerate the death of brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Head covered while sleeping&lt;/span&gt; - Sleeping with the head covered increases the concentration of carbon-dioxide and decrease concentration of oxygen that may lead to brain damaging effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Working your brain during illness&lt;/span&gt; - Working hard or studying with sickness may lead to a decrease in effectiveness of the brain as well as damage the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lacking in stimulating thoughts&lt;/span&gt; - Thinking is the best way to train our brain, lacking in brain stimulation thoughts may cause brain shrinkage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Talking Rarely&lt;/span&gt; -   Intellectual conversations will promote the efficiency of the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The main causes of liver damage are:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleeping too late and waking up too late are main cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not urinating in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Too much eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Skipping breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Consuming too much medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Consuming too much preservatives, additives, food coloring, and artificial sweetener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Consuming unhealthy cooking oil. As much as possible reduce cooking oil use when frying, which includes even the best cooking oils like olive oil. Do not consume fried foods when you are tired, except if the body is very fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleeping so late and waking up too late will disrupt the process of removing unnecessary chemicals. Aside from that, midnight to 4:00 am is the time when the bone marrow produces blood. Therefore, have a good sleep and don't sleep late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consuming raw (overly done) foods also add to the burden of liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggies should be eaten raw or cooked 3-5 parts. Fried veggies should be finished in one sitting, do not store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should prevent this without necessarily spending more. We just have to adopt a good daily lifestyle and eating habits. Maintaining good eating habits and time condition are very important for our bodies to absorb and get rid of unnecessary chemicals according to "schedule."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Evening at 9 - 11 PM&lt;/span&gt;: is the time for eliminating unnecessary/toxic chemicals (detoxification) from the antibody system (lymph nodes). This time duration should be spent by relaxing or listening to music. If during this time a housewife is still in an un-relaxed state such as washing the dishes or monitoring children doing their homework, this will have a negative impact on health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Evening at 11 PM - 1 AM&lt;/span&gt;: is the detoxification process in the liver, and ideally should be done in a deep sleep state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Early morning 1 - 3 AM&lt;/span&gt;: detoxification process in the gall, also ideally done in a deep sleep state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Early morning 3 - 5 AM&lt;/span&gt;: detoxification in the lungs. Therefore there will sometimes be a severe cough for cough sufferers during this time. Since the detoxification process had reached the respiratory tract, there is no need to take cough medicine so as not to interfere with toxin removal process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Morning 5 - 7 AM&lt;/span&gt;: detoxification in the colon, you should empty your bowel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Morning 7 - 9 AM&lt;/span&gt;: absorption of nutrients in the small intestine, you should be having breakfast at this time. Breakfast should be earlier, before 6:30am, for those who are sick. Breakfast before 7:30am is very beneficial to those wanting to stay fit. Those who always skip breakfast should change their habits, and it is still better to eat breakfast late until 9 - 10 am rather than no meal at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEALTH ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;x x x x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-843973550582691735?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/843973550582691735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=843973550582691735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/843973550582691735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/843973550582691735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/07/brain-damaging-habits.html' title='BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-6698144056802850695</id><published>2008-07-08T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:16:15.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cacat dan terencat'/><title type='text'>suki desu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Current Song: Sugar Baby Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Current Mood: happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawaii-neh !!~&lt;br /&gt;suki suki desu !!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/3846/pocoyokb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img133.imageshack.us/img133/2494/pocoyo2yi2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/3986/pocoyoandpatowp1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;thx imah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/6351/dsc00001im4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-6698144056802850695?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/6698144056802850695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=6698144056802850695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/6698144056802850695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/6698144056802850695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/07/suki-desu.html' title='suki desu~'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-4015402900870342164</id><published>2008-06-23T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T06:39:32.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerpen'/><title type='text'>kalau tak suke, pulangkan!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Current Song: Air Supply - Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Current Mood: sad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://smilies-gifs.com/eng/cry/16cry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam. n3 for today agak sedeyh bg aku. td aku usha emel yg de send. byk sgt. mcm2 ilmu dan lawak. tp ade terselit satu emel yg sedeyh. *kesat air mata*. &lt;img src="http://smilies-gifs.com/eng/cry/13cry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ni kn berjiwa sentimental sket. namun aku bknlah pesakit mental. so bile bace cerpen ni, aku nanges bagai nk rak. fuh kalah dak kecik nanges. *kesat air mata lg* &lt;img src="http://smilies-gifs.com/eng/cry/11cry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tatau la org lain bace cemane. tp bg aku mmg cite ni sedeyh. &lt;img src="http://smilies-gifs.com/eng/cry/10cry.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan btol lah pepatah mengatakan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"kita akan menyedari betapa berharganya sesuatu apabila kita sudah kehilangannya.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;x x x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sebuah kisah untuk renungan kita bersama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kereta dihentikan betul-betul di hadapan rumah. Pintu pagar automatiknya terbuka. Perlahan kereta di halakan ke dalam garaj. "Horey! Papa balik!" Kelihatan anak-anaknya berlari mengiringi keretanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Tepi! Bahaya tau tak?" Jeritnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Anak-anak termanggu. Cahaya kegembiraan di wajah mereka  pudar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Aimin bawa adik ke belakang." Arahnya pada anak yang sulong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Pulangnya petang itu disambut dingin oleh anak-anak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Isterinya turut terdiam bila mendengar anak-anak mengadu tentang papa mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Papa penat. Aimin bawa adik mandi dulu. Mama siapkan minum petang. Lepas minum papa mesti nak main bola dengan kita," pujuk Laila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dia yang mendengar di ruang tamu hanya mendengus. Seketika kemudian terdengar hilai tawa anak-anaknya di bilik mandi. Dia bangun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Hah! Main air. Bil bulan ini papa kena bayar dekat  seratus. Cepat! Tutup paip tu! Buka shower!" Sergahnya. Suara yang bergema mematikan tawa anak-anaknya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Asal saya balik rumah mesti bersepak. Kain baju berselerak. Apa awak makan tidur aje ke duduk rumah?" sambungnya kembali bila isterinya terpacul di belakang pintu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Anak-anak pa. Diorang yang main tu. Takpe nanti mama kemas. Papa minum ye. Mama dah siapkan kat taman." Balas isterinya lembut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Fail saya kat depan tu mana?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Mama letak dalam bilik. Takut budak-budak  alihkan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Boleh tak awak jangan usik barang-barang saya? Susah tau tak? Fail tu patutnya saya bawa meeting tengahari tadi." Rungutnya sekalipun di hati kecil mengakui kebenaran kata-kata isterinya itu. Suasana sepi kembali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dia menarik nafas berat. Terasa begitu jauh berbeza. Dia tercari-cari riuh suara anak-anak dan wajah isterinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Laila?" Keluhnya Akhirnya dia terlena di sofa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Saya nak ke out station minggu depan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Lama?" Soal Laila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Dalam seminggu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Cuti sekolah pun lama. Mama ikut boleh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Budak-budak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Ikut jugalah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Dah! Takde! Takde! Susah nanti. Macam-macam diorang buat kat sana. Tengok masa kat Legacy dulu tu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Masa tu Amirul kecik lagi." Balas Laila.  Wajahnya sayu. Dia masih berusaha memujuk biarpun dia tahu  suaminya tak mungkin berganjak dari keputusan yang dibuat. Tak mungkin peristiwa Amirul terpecahkan pinggan di hotel dulu berulang. Anak itu masih kecil benar sewaktu ia berlaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lagipun apa sangatlah harganya pinggan itu malahan pihak hotel pun tak minta ganti rugi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Bolehlah Pa! Lama sangat kita tak ke mana-mana."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Nak jalan sangat Sabtu ni saya hantar awak balik kampung," Muktamad! Demikianlah seperti kata-katanya. Anak-anak dan isterinya dihantar ke kampung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila tak merungut apa-apa meskipun dia tahu isterinya berkecil hati. Anak-anak terlompat riang sebaik kereta berhenti di pengkarangan rumah nenek mereka. Tak sampai setengah jam dia telah bergegas semula untuk pulang. Bapa mertuanya membekalkan sebuah kitab lama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Cuba-cubalah baca. Kitab tu pun abah ambil dari masjid. Dari mereka bakar abah ambik bagi kamu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Manalah saya ada masa.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Takpe..pegang dulu. Kalau tak suka pulangkan balik!" Dia tersentak dari khayalannya. "Kalau tak suka pulangkan balik!" Kata-kata itu bergema di fikirannya. Dia rasa tersindir. Tahukah bapa mertuanya masalah yang melanda rumahtangganya itu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bukan..bukan tak suka malah dia tetap sayang sekalipun Laila bukan pilihannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dunia akhirat Laila adalah isterinya. Cuma.. "Mizi, makan!" Panggil ibunya yang datang menemaninya sejak seminggu lalu. "Jangan ikutkan hati. Yang sudah tu sudahlah ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Papa! Makan!" Jerit Aiman ,anak keduanya sambil tersengih-sengih mendapatkan dirinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Tak boleh panggil papa elok-elok. Ingat papa ni pekak ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Aiman menggaru kepalanya yang tak gatal. Pelik! Kenapa papanya tiba-tiba saja marah. Dia berpatah semula ke dapur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Awak masak apa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Mama masak sup tulang dengan sambal udang!" jawab Amirul memotong sebelum sempat mamanya membuka mulut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Takde benda lain ke awak boleh masak? Dah saya tak nak makan. Hilang selera!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Papa nak ke mana?" Soal isterinya perlahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Keluar!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Mama dah masak Pa!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Awak saja makan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Takpe Aiman boleh habiskan. Cepatlah ma!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila tahu Aiman hanya memujuk. Anak keduanya itu sudah pandai mengambil hatinya. Aimin tersandar di kerusi makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sekadar memerhati langkah papanya keluar dari ruang makan. "Kenapa sekarang ni papa selalu marah-marah ma?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Soal Aimin sambil menarik pinggannya yang telah berisi nasi. "Papa banyak kerja agaknya. Dah! Makan." "Abang tak suka tengok papa marah-marah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Adik pun sama. Bila papa marah muka dia macam gorilla kan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kata-kata Aiman disambut tawa oleh abang-abangnya yang lain. Laila menjeling. Di hati kecilnya turut terguris. Besar sangatkah dosanya hingga menjamah nasi pun tidak Kalau ada pun salahnya, apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Syamizi menjengah ke ruang dapur. Kosong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Laila.." serunya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Sudahlah tu Mizi! Jangan diingat-ingat. Kerja Tuhan ni tak dapat kita tolak-tolak. Bawak-bawaklah beristighfar. Kalau terus macam ni sakit kau nanti." Kata ibunya yang muncul tiba-tiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Sunyi pulak rumah ni mak,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Lama-lama kau biasalah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Airmatanya menitis laju. "Kalau tak suka pulangkan!" Dia rasa terhukum. Hampir segenap saat kata-kata itu bergema di sekitarnya. Dia rasa terluka. Kehilangan yang amat sangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Papa beli apa untuk Aiman?" Soal Aiman sebaik dia pulang dari outstationnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Beli apa pulak? Barang permainan kan bersepah dalam bilik belakang tu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Tak ada lah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Ingat papa ni cop duit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Aiman termanggu. Dia berlalu mencari mamanya di dapur. Seketika kemudian rumah kembali riuh dengan telatah anak-anak lelakinya yang bertiga itu mengiringi mama mereka yang sedang menatang dulang berisi hidangan minum petang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Wajah Laila direnungnya. Ada kelainan pada raut itu. Riaknya tenang tapi ada sesuatu yang sukar ditafsirkannya. "Awak tak sihat ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila tersenyum. Tangannya pantas menuang air ke cawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Papa, tak lama lagi abang dapat adik lagi." Aimin mencelah di antara perbualan kedua ibu bapanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Shamizi tersenyum. Jemari isterinya digenggam erat. Tiba-tiba cawan berisi kopi yang masih panas terjatuh dan pecah di lantai. Aiman tercegat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Tengok! Ada saja yang kamu buat. Cuba duduk baik-baik. Kalau air tu tak tumpah tak sah!" Tempiknya membuatkan anak itu tertunduk ketakutan. Baju mamanya dipegang kejap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lengan Aiman dipegangnya kuat hingga anak kecil itu mula menangis. Pantas saja akhbar di tangannya hinggap ke kepala anaknya itu. Laila cuba menghalang tapi dia pantas dulu menolak isterinya ke tepi. Aiman di pukul lagi. Amirul menangis. Aimin mendapatkan mamanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Perangai macam beruk! Tak pernah buat orang senang!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila bangun dari jatuhnya dan menarik lembut Aiman ke dalam pelukkannya. Airmata mereka bersatu. Pilu sungguh hatinya melihat kekasaran suaminya terhadap anak-anak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Cukuplah pa. Papa dah hukum pun dia tapi janganlah sebut yang bukan-bukan." Ujar Laila perlahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Macamana awak didik budak-budak sampai macam ni teruk perangainya? Tengok anak orang lain ada macam ni? Anak kak Long tu tak pulak macam ni. Panjat sana, kecah barang. Gila apa?" Omelnya kembali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Shamizi meraut wajah. Bukan kepalang salahnya pada Aiman. Padanya anak itu tak pernah dapat memuaskan hatinya. Ada  saja salah Aiman di matanya. Ada saja yang kurang di hatinya terhadap anak-anak dan isteri. Tak cukup dengan perbuatan malah dia begitu mudah melemparkan kata-kata yang bukan-bukan terhadap mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Tak boleh ke kamu semua senyap? Dalam sehari ni boleh tak diam? Rimas betul duduk dalam rumah ni." Laila menyuruh anak-anaknya bermain di halaman belakang rumah. Memberi sedikit ruang buat suaminya menonton dengan tenang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Malangnya tak lama kemudian kedengaran bunyi tingkap kaca pecah. "Celaka betul!" Sumpahnya sambil menghempaskan akhbar ke meja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Abang!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Baik awak tengok anak-anak awak tu sebelum saya hambat dengan rotan! Perangai satu-satu macam tak siuman!" Getusnya kasar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Akhirnya tingkap yang pecah kembali diganti. Cerita sumpah seranahnya petang itu hilang begitu saja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila berubah. Sikapnya yang pendiam menjadi semakin pendiam. Anak-anak juga sedikit menjauh. Tak ada lagi cerita Amirul di tadika. Tak ada lagi kisah Aimin yang cemerlang di dalam sukan sekolahnya. Aiman juga tak lagi mahu memanggilnya makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Shamizi terasa puas hati. Barangkali itu saja caranya untuk memberi sedikit pengajaran pada anak-anak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Pak Ngah, Eddie nak balik!" Shamizi terpana. Dia mengangguk. "Kak Long balik dulu Mizi. Sudahlah! Kamu muda lagi. Cari pengganti." Alangkah mudahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kalaulah dia boleh bertemu lagi yang serupa seperti Laila. Laila tak ada yang kurang Cuma dia yang tak pernah puas hati. Laila tak pernah merungut. Laila tak pernah membantah. Sepanjang usia perkahwinan mereka Laila tak pernah meminta lebih dari apa yang dia beri. Laila cuma dapat gred B walaupun dia teramat layak untuk mendapat gred yang lebih baik dari A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Laila?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Papa nak ke mana hensem-hensem gini?" Dia tersenyum sambil menjeling ke cermin meninjau bayang isterinya yang kian sarat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Wangi-wangi lagi. Dating ye?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Saya ada makan malam di rumah bos besar. Dia buat makan-makan untuk staff." Ujarnya masih leka membetulkan kolar kemeja batiknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Ikut boleh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Dia tak ajak family. Staff only!" Terangnya sedangkan difikirannya terfikir lain. Kali ni dia akan pergi ke jamuan tu dengan Helmi. Helmi akan turut menumpangkan Maria dan Harlina. Staff yang masih muda dan bujang. "Dalam setahun papa selalu ke jamuan office tapi tak pernah pun bawak kami."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Leceh kalau ada budak-budak. Bukan tau duduk diam Lari sana sini, panjat itu ini. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Papa pesanlah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Nantilah besar sikit." Dalihnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Kalau tunggu besar takut takde peluang. Nanti diorang tu dah tak nak ikut pergi mana pun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Lagi senang. Saya kalau lasak-lasak ni buat hati panas je,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila terdiam. "Namanya budak-budak. Anak-anak papa tu lelaki."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Saya pergi kejap je. Lepas tu terus balik."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Mama tanya sikit boleh?" Dia mengangguk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Bos tak pelawa atau papa malu nak bawa mama dan anak-anak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mereka dia tinggalkan di rumah. Di jamuan tu ramai staff yang membawa keluarga mereka bersama. Pada Shamizi dia mahukan keselesaan sedangkan hakikatnya anak-anak staff yang lain lebih lasak dan nakal. Semeja hidangan untuk anak-anak staff berderai bila ada yang bermain tarik-tarik alas kainnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Never mind. Budak-budak memang macam tu. Kalau tak lasak tak cerdik," ujar Mr. Kwai, tuan rumah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Shamizi sedikit mengakui kebenaran kata-kata itu. Anak-anaknya pun nakal tapi amat membanggakan dalam pelajaran. Namun dia rasa serba tak kena bila bersama mereka. Bimbang ada yang menyata yang bukan-bukan tentang anak-anaknya yang lasak apatah lagi tentang isterinya Laila. Bimbang dimalukan dengan perangai anak-anaknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bimbang jika dikatakan Laila tidak sepadan dengan dirinya. Dia lulusan luar negara sedang Laila cuma perempuan kampung. Tak pandai bergaya seperti staff wanita yang lain. Betullah jangkaan Laila, dia malu untuk memperkenalkan isteri dan anak-anaknya pada rakan-rakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Kalau tak suka pulangkan!" Kata-kata itu semakin keras di fikirannya. Pagi itu anak-anak sekali lagi dimaki sebelum ke sekolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Semata-mata bila Aimin dan Aiman bergelut berebutkan tempat duduk di meja makan menyebabkan air cuci tangan tumpah ke meja. Berangnya tiba-tiba menguasai diri. Kepala kedua-duanya dilagakan sedangkan perebutan itu tidak pula disusuli dengan perkelahian. "Kamu semua ni..kalau macam ni daripada ada elok tak ada. Menyusahkan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila merenungnya dalam.. Matanya berkaca dan anak-anak ke sekolah tanpa menyalaminya seperti selalu. Laila juga tidak berkata apa-apa sebelum menghidupkan enjin untuk menghantar anak-anak ke sekolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Shamizi dapat melihat Laila mengesat airmatanya. Dia terus menghadapi sarapannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sejenak dia terpandang hidangan untuk anak-anak yang tak bersentuh. Susu masih penuh di cawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Roti telur yang menjadi kesukaan anak-anak juga tidak dijamah. Bekal di dalam bekas tidak diambil. Pelik! Selama ini Laila tak pernah lupa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Kalau tak suka pulangkan,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kali ini dia benar-benar menangis. Laila dan anak-anak terus tak pulang selepas pagi itu. Hari-harinya tak lagi diganggu dengan gelagat anak-anak. Rumah terus sunyi dan sepi. Tetap dia tak dapat tidur dengan lena. Di halaman belakang hanya ada kenangan. Kelibat anak-anaknya bergumpal dan berlari mengejar bola tak lagi kelihatan. Riuh anak-anak bila mandi di bilik air juga tidak lagi kedengaran. Dia mula dihambat rindu. Hanya ada kesunyian di mana-mana. Hanya tinggal bola yang terselit di rumpun bunga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Selaut rindu mula menghambat pantai hatinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Benarlah, kita hanya tahu harganya bila kita kehilangannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila terus tak pulang sekalipun dia berjanji untuk berubah. Laila pergi membawa anak-anaknya pagi itu bila kereta mereka dirempuh sebuah kereta lain yang dipandu laju.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Laila pergi tanpa meninggalkan satu pun untuknya. Laila pergi membawa Aimin, Aiman, Amirul dan zuriat yang bakal dilahirkan dua bulan lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dia menangis semahu-mahunya bila menatap wajah lesi anak-anak dan isterinya. Dia meraung memeluk tubuh Laila yang berlumuran darah. Hakikatnya Laila adalah kitab lama itu, lapuk bagaimana pun dipandangan harganya tak terbanding, dan kerana keengganannya Laila dipulangkan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;x x x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sekian. terima kasih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="http://smilies-gifs.com/eng/cry/5cry.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-4015402900870342164?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/4015402900870342164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=4015402900870342164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/4015402900870342164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/4015402900870342164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/06/kalau-tak-suke-pulangkan.html' title='kalau tak suke, pulangkan!!!'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3746221362999118637.post-6913133393246565638</id><published>2008-03-25T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T09:01:07.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='islamic'/><title type='text'>4 golongan lelaki ahli neraka</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;currently listening: Rossa - Ayat-Ayat Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;current mood: sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/37.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;penat nye.&lt;br /&gt;siang td siapkn assignment marketing.&lt;br /&gt;mlm igt nk study tp ngantok da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;td bukak emel yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;my skulmate send satu emel dakwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;x x x x x x x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4 Golongan Lelaki Ahli Neraka&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Di hari akhirat, ada 4 golongan lelaki yang akan ditarik masuk ke neraka oleh wanita. Lelaki itu adalah mereka yang tidak memberikan hak kepada wanita dan tidak menjaga amanah itu. Mereka ialah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. Ayahnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Apabila seseorang yg bergelar ayah tidak memperdulikan anak-anak perempuannya di dunia. dia tidak memberikan segala keperluan agama seperti mengajar solat, mengaji &amp;amp; sebagainya. Dia memperbiarkan anak-anak perempuannya tidak menutup aurat. Tidak cukup kalau dengan hanya memberi kemewahan dunia sahaja maka dia akan ditarik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ke neraka oleh anaknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Suaminya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Apabila sang suami tidak memperdulikan tindak tanduk isterinya. Bergaul bebas di pejabat, memperhiaskan diri bukan untuk suami tapi untuk pandangan kaum lelaki yg bukan mahram apabila suami mendiam diri walaupun dia seorang alim seperti solat tidak bertangguh, puasa tidak tinggal maka dia akan turut ditarik oleh isterinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Abang-abangnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Apabila ayahnya sudah tiada, tanggungjawab menjaga maruah wanita jatuh ke bahu abang-abangnya. Jikalau mereka hanya mementing keluarganya sahaja dan adik perempuannya dibiar melencong dari ajaran ISLAM, tunggulah tarikan adiknya di akhirat kelak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Anak Lelakinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Apabila seorang anak tidak menasihati seorang ibu perihal kelakuan yg haram dari slam, bila ibu membuat kemungkaran pengumpat, mengata &amp;amp; sebagainya maka anak itu akan disoal dan dipertangungjawabkan di akhirat kelak. Nantikan tarikan ibunya ke neraka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Maka kita lihat betapa hebatnya tarikan wanita bukan sahaja di dunia malah di akhirat pun tarikannya begitu hebat, maka kaum lelaki yang bergelar ayah/suami/abang atau anak harus memainkan peranan mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;x x x x x x x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitulah bunyi emel beliau. nk ckp pjg lg pn xtau nk komen ape.&lt;br /&gt;aurat seorang wanita itu penting. aku sedar, kite sume sedar betapa berdosanya kalo membuka aurat utk tatapan bukan muhrim. tapi kadang2 ade jugak terbukak aurat. pakai short sleeve ke. wuuu.&lt;br /&gt;moga lps ni aku akan lebeyh menjaga aurat aku. amin.&lt;br /&gt;yg lain2 korank bace je la sndirik k &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat malam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;yam ade tambah sket;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;'patut tambah sket..ni..as a daughter or sister, kite pn patut nasihatkn para2 lelaki yg kite sayangi..supaye mereka tidak lalai dgn tanggungjawab mereka d dunia ini...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;credit to yam ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3746221362999118637-6913133393246565638?l=medeadayana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/feeds/6913133393246565638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3746221362999118637&amp;postID=6913133393246565638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/6913133393246565638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3746221362999118637/posts/default/6913133393246565638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medeadayana.blogspot.com/2008/03/currently-listening-rossa-ayat-ayat.html' title='4 golongan lelaki ahli neraka'/><author><name>medea dayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13233795073018674139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUVijTq6vk/Td41UKCCYVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WMc-tALP0ec/s220/299763983.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
