hatiku berkata-kata

*post ini adalah personal*

tadi ku terjaga. mimpi hantu. masa tu tgh bermain dgn kawan2. even time maghrib pun tak berhenti. moralnya: time maghrib berhenti main dan masuk rumah. tp elok jugak terjaga. terlelap sblm isyak. (-.-").......

sebelum terlelap ku ternampak photos terbaru dia. naik dekat homepage facebook. tak tau la nape tangan nie gatal pegi click. tgk la dari kepala album sampai kaki album photo tu. masa tgk gambar dia terkeluar pulak lagu gio "bila cinta" dari laptop member roomate. menangis hati! dah la kantoi dgn roomate tgk gambar dia. haih.. segan u olls.. feeling2 tgk gambar, mmg tak mcm zafirah. come on.. layan lagu jiwang karat mmg dorg tau, tapi bab2 ni dorg belum tau lagi.. tak pe lah. friends, see the other side of me.. the fragile inside..

lama ku tgk gambar dia, and i wonder.. did i have ever cross the person's mind like the person crossed mine..? i'm curious.. curiosity kills the cat. and it does killing me slowly inside.. dia nampak makin gembira, dengan orang baru. alhamdulillah.. its not that i miss the person, the person is still a friend and will remain as the same. nothing's gonna change that. *chuckle* sayang. sbb we used to be best buddy.

ku tak rindu dia sebagai diri dia yg sekarang. sbb tempat dia dah berubah, tiada lagi dihati, maaf. lama sgt dah perkara berlalu. bertahun tahun. tp kadang2 dia menjenguk ke fikiran. serabut. ku rindu dia yg dulu. i miss the feeling of 'us'. but when i miss 'us', all the pain is brought back. i handle the pain once. but the scars is still remain till now. DAMN right? yeah. jgn bagitau ala2 'bunga bukan sekuntum'. mmg. tapi hati ku satu je. dia curi dulu tak pulang2. entah balai polis mana mau cari. tak ingat pulak ada buat report atau tak. entah2 dah kene jual dekat thailand. *sigh*

pelik tiba2 feeling datang camgini. nyesal tak kira hari kat calender. but still, i blame the hormone!
gudnyte.. tomorrow, be nice please..

Gudbye 305(b)

bloody BALDI once shouted at us;

"When we say u move, u move!"

Okeyh. So next semester my house mates & i shall move to another residential block.

We got an order from 'kuncu-kuncu atas' saying that we have to bring all the things back to our hometown.

Yes, we do follow your order although most of us complaining real hard. 

U also stop the lift service although it works just fine. safety issues u said. 

So yes, we've been lifting our stuffs using stairs even though we swore hell out of it.

i've never been much happier lifting those stuffs like..6 or 7 times up & down the stairs from level 6. its a pleasure, really. [smile sarcastically]

all i'm saying that, that is not the main reason we don't want to move. 

all those packing, we don't mind. Just we love our house. our own house. 

it is really sad reminding the fact that we have to leave the house. 

305B has gave us a lot of memories. a year and a half. Since i first started in IPBA. 

every time i woke up each day, the first thing i saw was greenly scenery behind block 3.

i can even see the sky changing colours from black to dark blue and slowly getting brighter.

(well, depends on how early i woke up)

The kitchen is where i brush my teeth & wash my face. 

(other than making some food there)

then shower in the toilet. get ready in my room. 

the hall is where i spend the most time with my friends. eating, laughing, story sharing.. 

auuwh.. its too hurt to leave as it has too much memories.. :(

Scenery through my bedroom's window

Kalau bosan2, skodeng kondo mewah blkg. Heheheh.. :P

Kitchen yg tak seberapa. But enough for us.

Mirror in the hall. Di sini la tempat berangan. tgk cermin sambil berangan.
Wajib utkku melihat cermin kalau lalu hall. Heheheh.. 

oH meja studyku yg tak berapa digunakan utk study. kat hall. 
i used it much when doing assignments & a place for me to put my guppies. :)

Rooms is private so there's no photo of my room here. thats all.

after packing would look like this.
all have been packed except for pillows & carpets.
sikit eyh? bcoz half of my stuff dah hantar balik before this.
so consider this is the 2nd trip. Lalala~

305B, iloveyou. imgonnamissyou. takecare. bubye. 

5 minutes

it hurts when u can't help and felt helpless..

it hurts when u just can sit and wait..

because waiting...is killing me..

but i can't do anything..

except for praying to Allah the Almighty..

I pray that Allah

will grant him forgiveness his sins..

and will give him the strength he needed..

especially at this time the most..

I pray that Allah

will simplify his affairs..

and will not burden him with what he can't catch..

May Allah always be by his side..

May Allah always look after him..

Protecting him, guiding him no matter what..

"Ya Allah, ya Rahman, ya Rahim.. bantulah menyembuhkan hambamu itu ya Allah..

kerana dengan hanya izin Mu sahaja yang boleh menyembuhkan dia.."

amin..

listen if you don't mind...

I used to have one heart which i can say as cold as a stone..
The mood of the environment doesn't affect me at all..
as long as i'm satisfied with my life..
i used to hold onto my principle;
crying means you are WEAK!
it worst if it witnesses by others..

but..,
recently i often heard news about death, break-up, etc..
-if i used to be the one years back then,...
i wouldn't even mind as long as it has nothing to do with me..
i just felt sorry for them & nothing more than that..
but..,
i'm changing to a person i barely knew myself..
such news as stated, of course made me felt sorry..
and mix with grief.. EXTRA grief..
I'm becoming more SENSITIVE nowadays..
i believe hormones got something to do with this..

i remembered when i happened to read
about the death of my senior's father..
i kept on thinking how sad it was if i were him..
pity+sorry+sad were blended altogether..

and visiting his mum, i can see the sadness, sorrow, grief through her face..

i remembered when i happened to read (spread through facebook)
about the death of my college mate's girlfriend..
this one...i know its real tough for him to lose his love one..
even with only break-up (alive) can bring u in deep sadness..
but..
to be separated by death...
hanya ALLAH sahaja tau how the guy feel.. Moga dia redha..
i read his status on fb & i also read his late girlfriend..
and..
can u imagine when u miss someone so much and u post it to his/her fb
and u know he/she will not be able to reply back because...
he/she is not in this world anymore..
u knew it and yet u can't resist the pain of missing someone..
it was so hard not to cry..
i cried and jajan saw it..
-sorry jajan.. causing u to see the ugly side of me..
instead of kept in silence, she said to me...
"xpe.. awk menangis je.. ambik masa luahkan perasaan sedih tu..."
thanks jajan.. :)

i wish i can control this sensitive thing because its hard to deal with.. its negative..

Al-fatihah untuk arwah-arwah..

Semoga roh mereka dicucuri rahmat & diletakkan bersama orang yang beriman..

amin...

No eternity in this world

Assalamualaikum..

Recently there's a notice about our residential block. It stated that the whole block from block 1 to 9 must be emptied by next year because they want to reshuffle the rooms. Since then, I'm distracted by this news. Well, obviously I do not agree with this. I love my current house! But who am i to object? *sigh*

Each day i woke up, usually the first thing i will see is the sky. Then after few milliseconds my eyes got wider, the greeny scenery outside my room from eltc area will be seen. My bed is on the top. Yup its a bunk. Once my '1-week-senior' in UiTM melaka said "Kalau ada senior yg nak katil bawah, mengalah je la. Sbb biasanya senior suka katil bawah. Kalau yg suka katil atas tu....mungkin dia pelik sikit la."

macam haram. tell you what, i love bed on the top. ha, mau kata apa? pelik? boo! Macam king duk kat atas tempat tinggi2 melangit lagi ada la. wah! hidung tinggi seinci. wahaha. :P

Ok serius. I love my room, love the house, although it is not like 5 stars hotel but i consider it enough to spend time 'bergolek-golek', 'bermalas-malasan' after class. i hate it when we fall in love with something/someone, we eventually have to let it go whether with enforcement or on our own will. For example, there's no way you can wear your standart 1 shirt when u are in form1 no matter how much u love it. Gila bantut. Love a person & prepare to say goodbye. One day he/she will leave u whether he/she walks away, or taken by Allah since God loves he/she more than u do.

p/s: no eternity makes me afraid to love anything in this world. But not to fall in love with anything is much more like a robot. No heart, empty.... But the only thing that last forever is Allah & akhirat. Dunia hanyalah satu persinggahan. :)

Tolong hormat orang!

Jika anda mempunyai kriteria seperti berikut;

1) Lelaki

2) Berbaju batik biru bercorak kuning [pada 30 julai '10]

3) Berusia lingkungan 35tahun ke atas

4) Berseluar slack hitam

5) Berkasut kulit hitam (tak shinning)

6) Menaiki train KTM dari KL sentral ke Putra [pada 30 Julai '10]

7) Berjalan agak ke YB-an

Jika anda cukup kriteria seperti di atas jadi..dengarkan ni!!

"Wahai pakcik!! tolong la belajar untuk beratur! bertarikh 30 julai iaitu smlm, pakcik dah potong barisan saya bukan sekali, tapi dua. First, time keluar dari train putra, slumber je pakcik potong barisan masa nak lalu kat mesin tu. Dlm hati "eh eh!" tapi...I believe everyone deserves a second chance. So bagi je la. Time saya nak beli tiket pun, sy nmpk pakcik terus pegi depan counter hulur duit kat counter tu walaupun time tu ada org kat sebelah pakcik tgh beli tiket. What the HECK is dat? Dont u have manners? Kalau pakcik nak cepat, sy pun nak cepat, org2 blkg sy yg beratur pun nak cepat. jadi tolong la belajar2 beratur. Mmg sy tak sound pakcik depan2 aritu, bukan apa, takut pakcik dapat malu. Jadi tolong hormat orang lain yang penat beratur. Maaf dan sekian..."

fuh~ lega... Lalala~

Tiada tajuk.

Imanku senipis kulit bawang.

atau mungkin lebih tipis lagi.

.. entahlah..

*Sigh*

Selamat Tinggal

Setelah seminggu bercuti, baru terasa seperti bercuti.

Selamat tinggal semester 2.

Pergilah semester 2..

Pergilah bersama hujan yang turun membasahi bumi.

Jangan engkau menampakkan diri lagi

melainkan jika engkau datang sebagai pelangi

Semester 1 merupakan permulaan

semester 2 merupakan kejatuhan

berharap semester 3 merupakan kebangkitan semula..

Wahai rakan2 ku,

Tutup buku lama, tolong buka BuKu baru.

Yang Jernih kita ambil yang keruh kita buang.

atau....ia takkan berakhir sampai bila2..

i use this channel.

its midnight. everybody having good time sleeping.

and me, here. still typing, still thinking; negatively. *sigh*

positive, positive.

1. have u ever heard people used to pray for all their wishes to come true?

2. have u ever heard people also used to say, be careful of what u wish for?

3. have u ever felt a sort of disgust feeling to a person without any damn reason?

4. have u ever wish a person just disappear from your life but take back the wish at a second thought because of question (2)?

have u...??

because i have...... and i dont like it.

Ini Bukan Melatah

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh..

Bermula la cuti yg agak panjang, seminggu sempena cuti raya cina & juga cuti yg kami dah bersusah payah ganti pada hari sabtu-sabtu yg lepas. Seminggu yg lepas terbaca mengenai statement Lytnette Lincoln & Joanna Ann yg terang2 menghina pemimpin agung Islam; Rasulullah di facebook. Puncanya; isu penggunaan nama Allah oleh org bukan Islam. haih~ perlu pulak mereka menghina Nabi Muhammad ats isu tu kan? tak paham, tak paham. tapi alhamdulillah pesalah dah meminta maaf setelah laporan polis dilakukan. Itu satu.

Yg keduanya, boleh ke isu sensitif (berkenaan isu yg sama jugak) dibincangkan di dlm kelas? Mungkin dlm kelas tak dikira sbg tmpt terbuka, tapi jika sampai dua penganut agama bertekak nak menangkan agama masing2, rasanya tak perlu la bincang. Situasi inilah yg berlaku, bukan sekali, tapi beberapa kali sudah. Kami tak terima ideologi dia, dia kata " don't be so close-minded". Kenapa perlu dia membanding-bandingkan agama dia dgn agama kami (Islam)? Perlu ke mengeluarkan statement "Once u dah masuk Islam, u are forced to do... (bla bla bla)" Di saat itu kedengaran suara2 kemarahan "tiada paksaan di dlm Islam, apabila memeluk Islam ia menjadi satu tanggungjawab untuk melaksanakan perintah Allah dan meninggalkan laranganNya."

Kalau diikutkan byk lagi, tapi tak perlu lah dinytatakan satu persatu.

Tolong lah jgn cabar kesabaran kami, kami fed up.

P/s: Last2 ayat femes dikeluarkan "Semua agama mengajar kebaikan. tiada agama yg mengajar keburukan."

Benci

Sangat benci duduk dalam satu kereta bersama2 dgn orang yang sedang memaki orang. ada kene mengena atau tidak, anda pasti kene dgr caci makian. Memang macam haram.

Fire burning!

Warning. Zafirah bakal menggunakan bahasa melayu yang mungkin tak betul. or perhaps making u sick till u puke like a drunk donkey! Martabatkan BM kita! Bahasa jiwa bangsa! Dengar lagu bahasa jiwa bangsa. 'Gunakanlah bahasa kebangsaan kita, marilah amalkan ramai ramai...' Naik muak aku dgr lagu tu kat radio. duh~

* * * * *

Situasi. Andaikan ada 4 orang dalam satu kereta, kereta yg dlm perjalanan. Seorang pesalah, seorang tukang marah. Yang lagi dua? Tukang dengar maki hamun. haah! itu lah aku. tersepit dlm bingitan tersebut. Bukan salah aku pun! Nak lari? Lompat keluar tingkap, mati. Dengar je, pecah gegendang telinga aku. Sebelum gegendang telinga nie 'burst' bak cell darah merah yg hipotonik (achik, tolong betulkan fakta nie kalo salah ye), mula la terasa nak bersuara. Bila zafirah dah bersuara, kata2 yang bagai minyak tanah simbah kat api, ada la hati yang terbakar last2 yg sakit hati, dia jugak. tawu pun nak diam. Tutup cerita.

* * * * *

U are taught to say "please" when u want to ask for some help , aren't u? Hell ya! of course right? well then, practice it *****! Don't just learn and forget. End of case.

* * * * *

"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it"
-George Santayana-

Almost everyday i learn about history. Not to mention, it is my course in my current studies, though i still repeat the same mistake over and over again by neglecting those preciouse law; Santayana's Law of Repetitive of consequences. Hopes were built perhaps higher than mount kinabalu, the hightest mountain in Malaysia, *Lupa. Tukar kepada BM semula* harapan dah jauh sepanjang banjaran titiwangsa, banjaran terpanjang di Malaysia...rupanya realiti tak menepati harapan, tak mencapai tinggi Bukit Rahman Putra pun! inikan pulak nak capai gunung kinabalu. Haha. Tinggi sangat harapan. Padan muka aku. harapan tak tersampai, tersungkur lagi ada. nasib baik sempat berpaut. kalau tidak? jatuh tersembam la jawabnya. Baik dengar Hey Ladies, lagi rancak dari don't cha.

dunia saya

*Melayan perasaan*.

Ketika itu aku dalam perjalanan untuk beraya ke rumah sedara. Kutipan tahunan tak memberansangkan kali ini. Terpaksalah keluar pergi mengutipnya. Faktor umur bukanlah satu penghalang untuk pergi mengutip cukai tahunan. >,<

Kedah. Jalan kiri kanan tak lain dan tak bukan pasti bendang. Terasa indah walau dibawah panas terik matahari. Itulah ciptaan Yang Maha Kuasa.

Ketika itu era memutarkan lagu ‘ku mahu kau tahu’ oleh hujan. Terasa ringan mulutku menyanyikan lagu itu dengan penuh makna. *layan*

Di sudut termenung jauh
Mengenangkan nasib kita
Kita miliki separuh
Berbentuk hati cinta namanya

Walau kau jauh
Ku sentiasa menunggumu
Inginku imbas kembali memori

Walau kau jauh
Ku berjanji kan terus tunggu
Dipisah lautan biru

Ku mahu kau tahu
Aku kan terus menunggu

Jaga benar gambarku dalam telefon bimbitmu
Jangan pernah sekali kau buang
Seperti cinta ini yang terbuku
Akan bersemi jua

Terus menunggu
Kita kan bersatu
Terus menunggu
Ku mahu kau tahu

Luahan Hati (bab 2)

Maaf. terpaksa delete bab2 kerana agak sensitif isu ini.

Sekian sahaja. Wasalam.

Luahan Hati (bab 1)

Assalamualaikum wtb..

First of all, i wanna wish u guys “selamat menjalani ibadah puasa”. Emm.. lama jugak tak update blog nie. Bukan alasan ‘malas’ yg nak digunakan hari ini, tapi alasan ‘tiada masa’ lebih menggambarkan situasi yg sebenar. Sampaikan ada kenalan yg masih bersekolah hantar msg “kalo u still my fren, bls la msg nie!” maaf ye dik, org tade masa nak layan kerenah ko. Adakah persahabatan dinilai hanya dgn hantar msg? salah! With my bestfrens, tak contact pon slalu. Jarang kot. But deep inside we know we still bestfrens and we appreciate others more when rarely meet. Liyana pernah berkata “Bila dah sorg2 tnpa kawan, baru la realise yg frenship can be so meaningful. But this is the journey of life, we move on, and jumpe org2 baru dlm fasa2 masa tertentu.” Nie la kata2 bakal pharmacist.

Kira2 dlm masa 2 minggu lepas adalah minggu2 yg sgt tough bagi aku. Baru duduk ipba sebulan lebih, aku dah rasa letih sgt. Bukan letih fizikal tp letih emosi. Sumpah letih sgt wahai kawanku. Dalam dua minggu tu macam2 perkara berlaku. Bak kata roommate ku, tulis novel pon dah boleh lepas.

2minggu yg lepas, dua dari rakanku di IPBA bergaduh. Pada permulaan hanyalah silent argument. Disebabkan aku hanyalah manusia yg mempunyai hati, tak sanggup tgk salah sorg dari mereka berdiam diri, tidak bertegur sapa antara satu sama lain, ada yg demam lagi merayau sana sini seorang diri..

-mungkin salahku kerana tak dgr cerita dr dua2 pihak & hanya menyebelahi satu pihak. I was wrong, I admit it.

So I called all of them to have a meeting, so dorg boleh express ape yg dorg rasa and ape yg dorg tak puas hati. I used to do this slow talk with my bestfrens dekat sg buloh and it usually work.

–but I guess that was my 2nd wrong doing.

Why? Because these people who came from all over Malaysia, got their own way & cant accept my way. Berlaku la perdebatan suara yg maha kuat antara mereka, hampir berlaku pergaduhan fizikal rasanya, dan berlaku emotional breakdown. Mental tak kuat menahan segala tension kot. Akhirnya dua2 org tak boleh pandang antara satu sama lain. Maybe kedengaran menda biasa.

–eleyh perkara kecik je. Gado biasa. Ko nak tension ape zafirah? Ape benda yg meletihkan ko sgt?

Org yg tak mengetahui mungkin berkata mcm tu. Tapi Allah tau betapa kami yg terlibat diuji dengan permainan emosi. For your information, org2 HEP (jabatan Hal Ehwal Pelajar) pon turun padang sbb kes nie. Jadi fikir la sendiri serius atau tak.

Selesai satu bab.

Sadis betul.

part 1
ini la akibat kalo dah selalu sgt dengar lagu laskar pelangi.
pegi mana2 mau je nyanyi lagu laskar pelangi.
seminggu iszee aka uncle kuh kene dgr nyanyian ku di ym. ahaha!
tu la sape suh tak bwk gi karoeke cepat2. *padan muka* :P
lagu laskar pelangi lagu baru sgt ke?
kenapa pegi tmpt2 karoeke tade lagu laskar pelangi??!
pegi the store tmpt cikai punyer, xde, tak pe la. leh di maapkan.
semata2 demi lagu laskar pelangi, redah sampai cinelaysure, damansara sana.
pon tade jugak!! alamatnya kegiaan tak kesampaian jugak. sob sob sob.. T,T
dlm perjalanan balik tetibe lagu laskar pelangi berputar di radio time dlm kereta.
oleh kerana excitement yg tibe2 meninggi akibat kegianan, ku terputar volume sampai abeh.
haha. terkejut, menjerit orang2 di dalam kereta itu. :P
*maap ye wahai iszee, epul, mira and2 si driver aka empunyer kereta aka ajoy. hehe.

part 2
sebelum ni ku pernah experience tak terjumpa kereta di parking mall.
wa ckp pasal OU punyer parking lorh. manyak besar.
and 3 org gadis pulak ilang kebijaksanaan.
parking pon tak ingat kat mana. adoi~
nasib baek dgn pertolongan pakcik guard, jumpa jugak walau memakan masa 2 jam.
*letih2*
satu hari ku bermimpi, ku pergi ke tmpt kerja di area KL *phewit*.
park kereta di luar building laen coz syarikat tmpt ku bekerja tu tak sediakan parking.
nak wat camne, boss tak amik berat kebajikan pekerja. *terpaksalah*
dah kerja, dah petang, tibe time balik, pegi luar nak carik carpark dimana kereta ku berada.
sungguh malang nasibku, lost macam kisah kat OU jugak.
kereta tak jumpe! nak maghrib dah nie! hari semakin gelap! mlm2 di KL sangat liar!
kemudian datanglah satu seruan, jeng jeng jeng~
"I’m a barbie girl in the barbie world
Life in plastic, it’s fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation"
keji sungguh. rupenya alarm hp kuh. subuh time. haha.
ku khabarkan mimpi ku kepada eliya aka ucu kuh. kata nya "mungkin trauma parking"
hmm.. mungkin jugak..

Hip dislocation & Memori lampau

Once I got hip dislocation. I don’t even know dislocation thing exist until I got one.

Haha. Dislocation means your bone slip out from its socket.

full definition, cause, diagnosis, treatment, rehabilitation of hip dislocation

It was really an honour to have such a life time experience.

Camne leh dapat? Well well.. let the story begins..

Masa sukantara kat sekolah menengah dulu2, ada la sorg budak nie bernama feyra yg mmg bersemangat gila nak lari pecut 100m. Belum sempat melakukan pemanasan badan, dia telah menawarkan diri untuk berada di garisan permulaan bersama2 pelari2 yg lain. Kerana bajet lari terlalu kuat, feyra tergelongsor di kawasan berpasir dimana dia jatuh terhentak bagai nangka busuk jatuh dari pohonnya. Afta that, langsung taleh gerak even a bit. U cant imagine how painful it is.

Then feyra was sent to the hospital as soon as possible. After done some hospital prosedure (isi borang, xray, bla bla bla...) then doctor said, “hey lil kiddiey, u might have to stay the night in the hospital coz u got hip dislocated” tak patah, dah kira okeyh dah. But stayed in hospital? Uk owh.. 4 hari 3 malam stuck kat wad. Hoho. First time feyra tido wad. Lalala~

Lepas je kuar wad, I’m on leave for 3 months but disebabkan itu adalah tahun spm, so short2 kan sket, 2 bulan saje rehat kat umah. Pegi sek dengan bertongkat. Walaupon dah fikir, saham kan menurun T,T ku tetap pegi jugak sek. Luckily warga smkbbsb lebih2 lagi warga 5arif 2008 sangat baik hati menukarkan kelas dari tingkat tiga ke ground floor di sebabkan budak bertongkat nie. Terharu u guys. T,T

Minggu2 first emosi byk ganggu. Coz ada yg complain, tak suka kelas tu, kelas tu tak best etc. and dat problem cause by who? Yeah, by ME!! I even think tanak gi sek dah coz gi sek menyusah kan org. My dad tiap2 pagi kene hantar, kene amik. Dalam kelas lak, ada rasa bersalah ngan dey all. T,T

Tapi nak wat cam ne, sbb spm terpaksa la gagahkan diri. “standing in the eyes of the world”.. sob3.. itu hanya dugaan yg ku terima dari Allah tuk menguji hambanya yg sering alpa dgn keduniaan. T,T

Bila result spm keluar, dapat hanya memuaskan. Hip dislocation thing should not be an excuse for dat result. No no. the one dat have to be blamed was me. Blaja cam ayam berak kapo mana nak straight a’s. See dat? Peribahasa pon salah letak. Tak kene langsung. Adoi~

p/s; malas la nak carik peribahasa yg sesuai. Peribahasa tu jek yg tertimbul disaat ku menulis nie. :P

Thank u 5arif ’08 and special thanks to Puan Rahimah, teachers of smkbbsb and and my adopted family. I will never ever forget about our memories in 2008. :)

5 arif 2008 (click to view large size)

my adopted family. along angah achik ucu uncle