Aku baru masak bubur. Bubur ntah apa2, aku main campak je bahan2 dalam periuk (udang, bebola daging, udang kering, bla2x). Harap2 sedap.
Suami Terchenta tak larat nak makan makanan pejal. Jadi kena masak bubur untuk dia.Harap2 Suami Terchenta cepat sembuh. Berdoa supaya bubur yang aku masak membuka selera Suami Terchenta masa sahur besok. Amin...
Suami Terchenta jatuh sakit. Demam panas. Huhu... Aku sangat risau. Rasa bersalah jugak. Sebab apa? Well...
Semalam. Aku berjaga sampai dinihari, siapkan design e-kad dari kami berdua (nanti kami akan hantar kepada semua teman2). Semalam, bila Suami Terchenta balik dari solat terawih, dia mengadu sakit kepala. Aku ingatkan dia pura-pura nak bermanja. Sebab dia selalu sakat aku :p Aku tak pedulikan rengekan Suami Terchenta, terus berhempas-pulas buat design e-kad yang dia minta. Akhirnya dia tertido di sofa. Seperti biasa. Aku isteri yang jahat.
Pagi tadi. Buat pertama kali, aku tak sediakan sahur. Sebab aku terlalu mengantuk! Aku minta Suami Terchenta sediakan dua gelas minuman nestum. Lepas tu aku tido balik. Bangun untuk solat, dan tido lagi. Aku kepenatan tahap cipan.
Bila aku bangun, Suami Terchenta terdampar di atas sofa. Badannya panas. Aku kata pada Suami Terchenta, please jangan demam. Aku perlu pergi shopping raya hari ni. Tapi dia terus demam. Aku letakkan tuala basah atas dahi Suami Terchenta beberapa kali. Dengan harapan suhu badannya akan turun dan kami boleh keluar bershopping. Minggu lepas kami tak berkesempatan keluar di hujung minggu. Aku sudah bosan tahap dewa. Aku mesti keluar berlibur atau aku naik gila! Minggu ni aku sangat stress dan aku perlu retail therapy. Huhu...!
Petang. Suami Terchenta terus terbaring. Demam. Aku masuk bilik air, cuba untuk tak jerit kuat2. Aku sangat stress duduk di rumah sepanjang hari. Kalau aku keluar sendiri, maksudnya memang sah aku isteri yang jahat. Suami Terchenta jatuh sakit, aku pulak bergumbira di Jusco. Sungguh tak berpatutan! Jadi aku terus stress di rumah.
Lepas asar. Aku sudah stress sampai menangis. Bermacam-macam fikiran negatif mengasak kepala otak. Lalu aku tarik nafas dalam-dalam. Aku capai tafsir Al-Quran, cuba untuk tenteramkan diri dan cari petunjuk. Lalu aku jumpa sepotong ayat. Jadi malu sendiri. Aku tutup kitab, berdoa panjang-panjang dan keluar untuk mengejutkan Suami Terchenta.
Kesian Suami Terchenta, boleh dapat wife macam aku. Sungguh tak berpatutan. Selalu aku rasa sangat selfish. Kenapa aku selalu mementingkan diri-sendiri? Terpandang Suami Terchenta kelihatan lesu. Aku kejutkan dia, basahkan tuala dan lap seluruh badannya. Biar sejuk sikit. Lepas tu, dia solat dan aku ajak dia ke klinik. Suami Terchenta berkeras nak pergi gathering buka puasa. Aku pun tak larat nak tahan. Lalu kami pergi, tapi sebelum tu singgah di klinik untuk ambil ubat.
Gathering. Suami Terchenta sangat lesu, kesejukan. Tapi badannya panas. Aku belikan Coolfever, letakkan di dahi. Lepas berbuka, kami terus balik ke rumah. Suami Terchenta mengadu, badannya lenguh-lenguh. Aku urut-urut dengan minyak panas, lepas tu beri dia minum air zamzam (thanks Shai, bawakan air zamzam) dan biarkan dia tidur. Kesian Suami Terchenta. Hopefully besok dia akan sehat semula.
Euphoria... is when I completed the promo design and newsletter writing waaaayyyy before the deadline!
Sorry guys, been busy lately with work and more work and more work. Will be off for Hari Raya leave for a long time so work has to be completed as early as possible :)
For the past few months, I have been working hard on closing a deal on website advertising with a third-party system provider in Singapore. Working hard means I have scouted around for the service providers, got in touch with them, provided and collected data, met face-to-face, proposed layout design, discussed with web agency on integration works, and then became the middle person between Legal department and third party to finalise the agreement. And this A-Z works are just a tiny part of my work.
Finally, last Friday I was ready to show Trump that my department is not just a cost-centre. We are BOTH cost centre and revenue-generating unit. Perhaps, he won’t be so hard in giving his approvals, which will be good news for my successor once I am ready to re-hand in my resignation letter. On my part, that’s something to gloss up my resumé. ‘Despite being a cost-centre, I succeed in contributing monthly revenue for the company.’
With flushed face and thumping heart, I sat in front of Trump and said, ‘I bring you good news, Datuk. We have managed to get in website ads in our website, which translates into a revenue forecast of RMXk per month.’ I can hear Trump’s brain gearing into motions as he comprehended my rushing words. ‘What is this Carneyz talking about? Revenue? More RM? Cost centres don’t generate any revenues…’ and I had to explain in bits and pieces of how I started the whole project, how does the mechanism work, and showed him the memo & the finalised agreement.
He was, undeniably very pleased at this news. ‘Very good. RMXk? Good work.’ Were his two replies. He signed the agreement and studied the memo intently for a minute.
Then…
‘Don’t you think our website looks too cluttered? I find things all over the place. Don’t you think so? Why isn’t the Business section updated? Didn’t you ask from the related departments for feeds? I want it updated by end of this month!’
Suddenly he shot all these questions to us endlessly. It was as if we had wrestled the compliments out of his mouth, of which he had regained the control of his brain from our evil clutches and back to being Trump. The Trump who criticizes and then gives us the axe, and our heads roll out of his office back to where they belong. In a lowly ghetto.
This is probably my 1,865,394th reason to quit and look for a real job (instead of acting like a slave) - the fact that getting appreciated verbally is already hard enough, let alone getting salary increments.
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