NO. It's an abstract.

Hectic Life. 

Two words to define my fourth semester. Life ? three words. stressful, dramas and  earning.

Stressful ? 

Being in a second year like being in a form 4. Like always saying its not a honeymoon period to the 5 years married couple. But i'm still fallin' in love with my soulmate and makes everyday like a honeymoon season. So wrong. 

Second year means i HAVE to deal with my proposal for final year project and the lame one is undergo the second industrial training. And until now, this second i still get no place to undergo my LI. Double lame. Then tell me if there are any places that i can ease all the kecelaruan, kekusutan juga keserabutan ini.  

Assignments. No.. No.. I meant assignmentsssssssss. Get them in the last month before the study week come just like "why???" 

Dramas ? 

 

I'm not a gangster or get involved with the geng kapak merah or geng kucing hitam or geng lu bising i datang or geng lim kit cian. Eh, someone in politic?? But, suprisingly, i get into the misunderstanding situation and i really dont like that really much huge big superb. That's why i always say it is dramas. A matured person would not entertain that kind of joke for sure kan. Or maybe i really deal with a kindergarden children? Oh, dramas. Anyway i really apologize for that. I meant that people.   

Earnings ?

Love. Knowledge. Friends. Activisme. 

I start join the 'bulatan gembira'. Ekstrem tak ekstrem i start called my girlfriends as ukthi. The brothers as akhi. Awkward der but that is ukhuwah. Spending my time as much as i can towards the keberkesanan hidup. Activity that i think not just help me but others insyaAllah. Tiring but i always remind myself with this, You should do too. You have too.

 "Barang siapa meminjami Allah dengan pinjaman yang baik, maka Allah melipatgandakan ganti kepadanya dengan banyak. Allah menahan dan melapangkan (rezeki) dan kepada-Nyalah kamu dikembalikan" [2:254]

Then, i decide to earn because i dont wanna be just like pokok yang bersandar [63:4]  Shame on me. I have a dream. Then i have to work for it. I buy a lots of books. I met someone to refer. The books bring me to know about Constantinople, know deeper about our prophet Muhammad s.a.w. Some of it teach me how to be such annoying sarcastic person but yet teach me to be a good wife and mother. Eh?  

I remember this person questioning us "why you are a muslim? just because your parents are or because you know you are choosen to be a muslim, wordship to Allah and determine to work as you should to being in Jannah?"

And i choose the second one. 

Love.

Bayu Bistro

assalamualaikum peeps,



long time no see huh? how long? ada yang dah kahwin dah eh? 

tahniah.. tahniah.. 
kejap lagi i menyusul.
ok, gatai.

i dont even know why, my roomates and me always have a problem to choose a place to have a dinner even kat depan hostel banyak sangat gerai makan. 

like this conversation always happened 
"astie, jom makan.."
"jom.. jom.."
"nak makan kat mana eh ?"
"hmm.. hmmm.."

yeah , always..

so, semalam my friend decide to bring me to this new place to have a dinner. saja meraihkan gap panjang before last paper final datang attack kitorang balik sampai tahap boleh berperang jiwa raga. 

sebagai individu-individu yang tak reti bawak kereta, i follow je lah kemana pun arah tujuan malam tu dengan redha lagi innocent. so, after all, we got to this Bayu Bistro. 

First impression, kreatif! super romantic place. interior design kat dalam tu memang so warm. 
ko nak makan pun macam rasa nak tambah dua tiga pinggan. cuma malu je sebab waiters dia semua macam muka-muka yang boleh masuk hero remaja. hence, one thing yang aku noticed no women as their hand and feet. teknik pemasaran !

makanan plak more tend to western food. harga boleh jalanlah kalau awal-awal sem. kalau dah akhir-akhir sem tu, macam mampu pesan kuetiaw je la yer. 

senang cakap kalau plan-plan nak dating tak nak coursemate tahu, memang sesuai sangatlah tempat ni. tapi, nasib akhirat tanggung sendirilah yer. uhuk..

so, here we are

 senyuman sebagai appetizer

kan dah cakap tempat ni tempat berkasih sayang, see at the back!

dont know why with those expression. lapar kot.

Bayu Bistro fried rice. 

papadom terbesar aku pernah jumpa kat atas nasi goreng. 

buat topi pun boleh rasanya.

lighting memang jiwang beb. 

so far, nice place lah untuk chill. 

nak dapatkan inspirasi hatta kekuatan untuk menjawab mandarin or menggoreng jawapan dalam paper nanti. bolehlah cuba datang ke Bayu Bistro. 

till then, Allahumma Solli Ala Muhammad.