Ayoi’s

To be honest I knew her couple of years back in one of the IRC chatrooms (yeah i know her from there allrite). She told me that her name is Linda (LoL) and she’s a single mother who’s raising her daughter single handedly. We exchange phone numbers and I did promise to give her a call (which i didnt) and it was her who make the first call. If I’m not mistaken she’s waiting for her “friend” to fetch her at Putra LRT station. Oh btw at that time I still working at Unikop College at Batu Caves. After that call there were quite some gap before he 2nd call. Actually I dun mind that much as I thought perhaps she just need somebody to talk and hey at that time having a relation with a single mother never come across my mind at all. In fact even at that moment I have this so-called relation with this singaporean gurl (Enjoy at the beginning but everything feels like dull and DUH at the end).
I actually met her face to face at Desa pandan near McDonald there around 11pm to 12am. Not quite remember lah.. Hmm frankly speaking I treat her as a friend so at that meeting no cover-cover punya. First time in my life I’m enjoying being myself talking with stranger.

Hahaha, I’m not going to type every details here. Damn I’m not a writer btw. Frankly initially I have other purpose of knowing her (:P). So I have to pretend to listening to all her problems :D. But later on after listening all her probs, all the abuse she received from her */-$#%@ husband, I feel something else. There’s a voice from deep inside of me keeps telling me that it’s my obligation to help her. Sometimes I even feel ashame of being a man when listening to her stories. Damn I never knew there’s such a @#$#%$ man like her husband. But who am I to interfere their marriage? I just give some advice to her and atleast being there when she needs somebody to talk. I dun want ppl to call me the third person in her marriage. Not nice maa.. I dun want ppl to interfere my marriage also. Actually there’re lots of other thing that she told me, some makes me surprise and some makes me regret of not helping her at first and some makes me feel guilty of having bad thoughts towards her at first place. Knowing her rellay open my mind and view on single mother and of cause mother. How they struggle to raise their children without the help of their husband (her #%$@^#% husband just visit her 5 mins at the hosp when she delivered their baby)

How I fell in love with her? Well the impossible thing become possible and all I could say is only Allah knows why I fell in love with her. I can’t explain it here. Mixed emotions. It’s not that difficult and it’s not that simple. I really grateful for her family to accept me as one of their family members. I still remember the moment of truth when I told my father that I want to marry nizza. Me and abah went out to so-called petrol station and I told him everything. I’d expect some objections from him and from mak but to my surprise, he took it very calmly and gave me few good advice. Even after abah told mak about my choice, she immediately ask me to arrange a meeting with nizza on the next day at DaveDeli, Carrfour, wangsa maju (Do u still remember it dear?) The event run smoothly, I really love my parents. Then the sequence of event really make me believe that nizza is really for me. Starting from bertunang till we getting married on 30th May 2004. Actually it shud be on august but her father Allahyarham Ismail Bin Che Ramli passed away on 6th April 2004 that really shocks me. But I was inform that he passed away in his sleep and peacefully. Alhamdulillah.

Now 19 April 2005, another approx 1 month we will celebrating our 1st anniversary with a fourth member in the family. Nur Iman Nadhirah Binti Muhamad Hazrul was born on 11th March 2005 at 9.41 am, weight 3.3kg at Pantai Medical Centre, Cheras. I’m so happy and glad that Nisha (my wife’s daughter) accept Iman as her lil sister. I have many special moments with Nisha which I will post sometime in the future but the most memorable one is when she called me “papa” for the first time (my eyes was filled with tears when hearing that). I would like to take this opportunity to thank my wife for Nur Iman, for the pain, the patience, the inspirations, the emotions, love, caring and lots more that I think the whole space in this server cannot store
If I were given a chance to start my life all over again, I will only looking for Shahniza Ismail to be my wife, my friend, my soulmate and definitely.. My Love.

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