The thing that I dreaded most came last night. At about 9 p.m., someone rang the door bell. At that moment, my house was in complete chaos. As usual, toys were all over the floor, my kuihs and krepeks were almost empty, and worse, I was in my pyjamas. First door bell I thought it might be hubby as he always do that before opening the door with his own keys. Then after the second door bell, I heard a man gave salam. *Shucks* It was the voice of my neighbour who just live next door!! Since they just moved in, of course they don't have my phone number to call before come.

I quickly and firmly instructed my girls to pick up and keep all their toys while I dressed up. They kept pressing the door bell and gave salam. I got Afrina to shout from the door to ask them to wait for a while. And this Afrina shouted, "Tunggu kejap, Ummi lagi tukar baju and pakai tudung!!!" Eeeee budak ni, tak payah nak report lah. Just ask them to wait, tak boleh ke!

I just grabbed my pink baju kurung and put on. And where was my pink tudung? No time to find, I put on my white tudung. Not matching at all!! While I was dressing up, the door bell kept ringing. So I even did not put on any powder and lipstick like I always to do face my guests. This is not vain eh...I just love to look presentable. Then people would say, "Pandai isteri MrBeki menghias dan menjaga diri, cantik di pandang mata" Tak ke kembang hati suami ku nanti he he he...

While my kids entertained them, I filled up the kuihs and krepek. So embarrassing. I called hubby and insisted him to come home. He really came back for a while and left to work again after my neighbour went home. Phewwww....what a night!