Family get-together...

“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time...” - Mark Twain

For most Sundays, we would be spending the morning lazing in bed and skipping breakfast. But not today.

I have to start preparing the dishes early. Hubby has to erect the tent and move the dining table to the patio. Ja was no help. Don’t even budge an inch from his cocoon. Since he came back from Kuantan for the holiday, he has been going out late nights with his brotherhoods and wastes the daylight sleeping. If he continues this habit, I would not be surprised if he eventually turns into a vampire. Sara was out early in the morning to watch Saufi play football.

We had toast and half boiled eggs for breakfast. Placed the marinated chicken in the oven to roast. The rest of the chicken will be deep-fried into crispy pieces for the children and the balance for the soup. The aromatic smell of the nasi ayam and roasted chicken would surely make the neighbors’ drool.

Sara and Saufi came back early. In time to help arrange the furniture and laid out the table. Ja woke up just in time for the makan-makan. All dishes were ready before noon. While waiting for the guests to arrive, Sara started her cooking lesson of lasagna. The dish turned out ok except for the slightly burnt toppings. Not bad for a first timer…

Zin and family came after Zohor. Mak was with them, looking healthy and ceria. Shah came after, followed by Lan and family. Told Shah, next time to bring Tijan and the girl along. Noh and family were the last to come. Latif couldn’t come as he needs to attend to his brother’s wedding in Cheras and Ros couldn’t make it too because of a reason or another.

Hubby started with a doa selamat for the health and wealth for the family. And even announced to all about our Umrah trip planned in the middle of September. It was a pity that Sara, Iwan and Ja couldn’t come with us because of differing semester holidays.

By sunset, everyone was gone, leaving the two of us at home. After Maghrib, stretched out on bed to straighten tired muscles but ended up snoozing till 10 at night. Realizing that we have not eaten dinner, dragged ourselves to the kitchen and prepared a couple of bull’s eyes sandwiches. Slept late watching the life telecast of the Olympic Games closing ceremony in Athens.