Sunday, August 14, 2016

(Pre) WonderMokchics: Selayang

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The WonderWomen's first potluck (yes, WonderMokchics were once WonderWomen *wink*). There were the five of us, namely the Klang Valley residents, and one chum from Negeri Sembilan. Bertambah kemeriahan Syawal.

Now, the question is, which Syawal?
According to Photos, the year was 2013 😱
(From this moment onward, you will find numerous posts dated back to 2013, 2014, and 2015.)

All of us were also there to celebrate the hosts' new chapter at a new place. Thank you for the hospitality, Azwan and Tiqa. We truly felt at home.

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The ladies even filmed our version of Nigella Bites. Actually, more like WonderWomen Babble, heh. Meanwhile, the gentlemen let us be.

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The children? The moment Inas invited her friends to the play room, they created their own galaxy. A system comprising billions of toys, with curiosities here and there, held together by innocence (definition adapted from Google Dictionary). 

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Cute how the little ones interacted with each other. They played, they misunderstood one another in the process, and later, they formed a stronger force to create more amusements. When their energy depleted, to the adults they went. For a bottle of milk, a hug, or a dose of laughter.

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I did miss Khalish and Kamal. The son was unwell and the daddy volunteered to care for him as the mommy had not socialised with her chums for a long time. Surrounded by happiness, I started to appreciate the now. Furthermore, there was Lampu, the one from the southern state, whom everybody there rarely met. She and her family left earlier to attend another do, but their cheerful vibe stayed.

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With such a vibe, the remaining people continued our conversation at the dining room. Over food, of course. All were sumptuous. Except for the ones I cooked. My first attempt at Nasi Tomato, second at Ayam Merah. The rice broke because I vigorously stirred it. The chicken was too hot because I underestimated the chilis. Edible, but not as delicious as I wished they would be. Better next time, amin. 

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At the end, we celebrated Mas's birthday. Love the family photos. How Mirza lovingly kissed Muaz, how Marissa longingly gazed at the cake, how Madir secretly caught the daughter doing so, how she later nonchalantly digged into the icing, and how beautiful Mas was with Muaz serenely sleeping in her embrace.

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What unexpectedly ensued was a 'candle debacle'! All the children started to cry because Mas was the only one blowing the candles. To soothe them, Di brought the cake with the relighted candles to each child and they took turns being the birthday celebrant. The rest of the adults sang birthday song again and again while guffawing at the whole scene!

Oh, we could not thank you enough for hosting, Azwan and Tiqa. A superb day it was for the WonderWomen family. Especially for the ladies 😉

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Also in the potluck series, WonderMokchics: Putrajaya

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