tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58986883404482863472024-03-14T17:19:14.848+08:00Deya ZanialDeya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.comBlogger175125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-85833816410572543862020-04-03T12:26:00.002+08:002020-04-06T10:32:31.656+08:00Local Product Review - Kayman Beauty<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYb0R1wrMXkM1WVbEne9eoRXX0iQ3_IH-J3_jVI6trUSItvdKON7E___p7xXCAlo61qmIQZKDrWQAaDJm-wOrW7bNXXL99mG35_nLnEnM5oXjY_nM9wkRQ4qjAjMyMI13MvO1gsM9akVC/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><font size="6"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYb0R1wrMXkM1WVbEne9eoRXX0iQ3_IH-J3_jVI6trUSItvdKON7E___p7xXCAlo61qmIQZKDrWQAaDJm-wOrW7bNXXL99mG35_nLnEnM5oXjY_nM9wkRQ4qjAjMyMI13MvO1gsM9akVC/w480-h480/IMG_9398%255B1%255D.JPG" width="480" /></font></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Kayman Beauty adalah antara local products yang sedang 'hot' sekarang. Kenapa? Sebab rata-rata pengguna beri good feedback lepas menggunakan produk tu. Jadi, hari ni nak review sikit pasal Kayman Beauty. Yes, I used the product itself. So, this is an honest review from me. As seen in the photo above, CoalFace Soap & Skintella Repairing Serum.</div><div><br /></div><div>Product: CoalFace Soap by Kayman Beauty</div><div>Product Type: Cleanser</div><div>Price: RM35.00</div><div><br /></div><div><b>What it claims?</b> Based on their website - <i>"A low pH soap but with a deep cleansing formula, made from pure honey and activated charcoal to give you healthy, clean and smoother skin. Activated charcoal is good for treating acne, while also absorbing excess oil and toxins on & below the surface of the skin. Honey, nourishes the skin & helps to brighten overall complexion."</i> </div><div><br /></div><div><b>Ingredients:-</b></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Aqual</li><li>Activated Charcoal</li><li>Pure Honey</li><li>Gylcerin</li><li>Cocoamidoprophyl Betaine</li><li>Sodium Hydroxide</li><li>Goal Mica</li></ul>Okay, this is my second soap for the CoalFace Soap by Kayman Beauty. I have oily-dry skin. Ada cakap combination skin type, but MUA I masa wedding dulu (@warnabilla) said I have dry skin type. The excess oil on my face is because my skin is too dry, hence the excess oil produced. Billa pesan I kene moisturize by face! Okay, back to review on CoalFace Soap, masa mula-mula beli sebab terpengaruh dengan reviews from Kayman Beauty user. Ramai sangat bagi good review! Terus cari agent dia yang berhampiran & COD terus sebab tak sabar sangat nak guna.</div><div><br /></div><div>On the first week guna CoalFace Soap, terkejut gila tiny bumps on my face semakin berkurangan. Wow! Jerawat pon dah tak tumbuh. I've been suffering flaws skin since sekolah dulu. Jerawat jenis tak pernah lekang dari muka. LANGSUNG! Now, I dah 29 y/o okay! Baru jumpa cleanser yang REALLY WORKS WONDER ON MY SKIN. Bayangkan lah betapa gembiranya diri ini! Haha. Sampaikan kalau nak keluar rumah tu bare face pon dah tak kesah. Dulu, nak keluar rumah pergi kedai runcit pon at least kene bedak sikit. Kalau jenis kat dagu kasar-kasar tu, pakai tak sampai seminggu hilang okay. Sumpah tak tipu!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFrlbGG2v3LTXECW68bWKN-cQR70Dekftasnfnas20YZteDKdrnJ7Ni2PJ2C_9lezLwFQFZm6yBgiqljNR2p5eRy5aEG73_O2GGEYiNBJVhIcptx_5TRi3z7MFmT454yvPwCbg2ctSuupN/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="553" data-original-width="768" height="347" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFrlbGG2v3LTXECW68bWKN-cQR70Dekftasnfnas20YZteDKdrnJ7Ni2PJ2C_9lezLwFQFZm6yBgiqljNR2p5eRy5aEG73_O2GGEYiNBJVhIcptx_5TRi3z7MFmT454yvPwCbg2ctSuupN/w480-h347/WhatsApp-Image-2019-07-17-at-3.43.57-PM-768x553-1.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Product: Skintella Repairing Serum</div><div>Product Type: Serum</div><div>Price: RM69.00</div><div><br /></div><div><b>What it claims?</b> Based on their website - <i>"Skintella Repairing Serum was carefully crafted to cater especally to those with highly reactive and sensitive skn. The serum can help diminish redness, calm irritation and improve overall skin health. Not only can this serum support wound healing, it also optimizes skin skin recovery and salvation. The Skintella Repairing Serum is formulated in a lightweight gel form to avoid greasiness and unpleasant sensations, making it suitable for all skin types." </i></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Ingredient:-</b></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Aqua</li><li>Glycerin</li><li>Centella Asiatica Leaf Extract</li><li>Bifida Ferment Lysate</li><li>Citrus Reticulate (tangerine) Peel Extract</li><li>Imperat Cylindrica Root Extract</li><li>Arbutin</li><li>Vitis Vinifera / Vitis Vinifera (Grape) Seed Extract</li><li>Lecithin</li><li>inoleic Acid</li><li>Tocopheryl Acetate</li><li>Sodium Ascorbyl Phosphate</li><li>Glutathione</li><li>Tocopherol</li><li>Acrylates/C10-30 alkylate Acrylate Crosspolymer</li><li>Phenoxyethanol</li><li>Triethylene Glycol</li></ul>Skintella Repairing Serum by Kayman Beauty ni baru je beli with my second CoalFace Soap. My review on this serum? It does help improve & recovery my skin conditions. Acne scar pon berkurang dah. When apply this serum, last sekali I akan sapu kat tangan jugak. Kat tangan I ni ada parut paper cut, pon hilang! Sampai lupa sebelum ni ada parut paper cut. Haha.</div><div><br /></div><div>P/s: This is not a paid review.</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, till then!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-61368280142120005102019-02-23T20:17:00.000+08:002019-02-23T20:24:59.809+08:00KembaliAssalamualaikum?<div><br></div><div>Wow, ada lagi ke yang membaca ni? Rasanya macam tak de dah. Yelah, last post pon tahun 2017. Sekarang dah masuk 2019. Dua tahun lebih dah blog ni menyepi.</div><div><br></div><div>Perasaan tiba-tiba nak ber-blog lagi ni bukannya sebab tak de kerja atau banyak masa lapang. Masa sekarang ni TERSANGAT TERHAD ya. Kenapa?? Jeng jeng jeng. Next post kita btau kenapa. Hehe.</div><div><br></div><div>Rindu sebenarnya ber-blog ni. Dulu-dulu zaman baru blogger ni naik, macam-macam cerita nak post. Post sedih, suka, patah hati, segala macam cerita lah ada. Sebab masa tu zaman muda mudi. Zaman darah tengah panas. Sikit-sikit nak luah perasaan. Kahkah.</div><div><br></div><div>Okaylah, sekian sampai sini je dulu post kita kali ni. </div>Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-85903762395763965022017-11-08T20:44:00.001+08:002017-11-08T20:44:15.215+08:00New BeginningHello?<br />
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Wow! Lama sangat tak post any update. Okay just a quick update for today. Maybe more to come after this? Or maybe never. Ada banyak sebenarnya nak cerita kat sini. SANGAT BANYAK! But, too little time to spare for blogging. Hehe!<br />
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For the good news (as for me lah kan) I am getting married in few days! Yeayyyy! Ops! Too excited! I know there won't be happy-never-end moment je kan lepas kahwin. But well, we are learning, no? Kita belajar dalam pembaharuan dalam hidup kita. Dari kita buat keputusan sendiri kepada membuat keputusan bersama. That excite me every time! Why? Sebab kita belajar menghormati each other. Satu pihak mungkin begini-begini caranya, tapi on the other side, kita rasa sepatutnya begitu-begitu. Sampai satu tahap, kita capai kata putus untuk bagaimana menyelesaikan masalah. Yes, that's when we are ONE!<br />
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I am more than grateful & thankful to the Almighty that He sent me him for me. I couldn't ask for more! He might not have what we called dreaming guy or ciri-ciri-lelaki-idaman-saya (lol) but he complete my flaws, my imperfections. I thank Allah for that. He don't give me what I want, but He sent me what I need. Syukur, alhamdulillah.<br />
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Okay, bye bye! Mak datang dah kang kantoi plak ada blog. Confirm kena bahan!<br />
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Till then!Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-18258023328925611672017-06-04T00:47:00.002+08:002017-06-04T00:47:51.005+08:00Young Love"Screeching tires, a near miss. A horn blaring sharply into the night. I close my eyes. Here comes the flashbacks.<br />
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We were losing track of the days and nights, counting fireflies and waiting for the sun to come around . I was so addicted to you. I remember the exquisite fatigue as I fought off sleep for another hit, another line of conversation. We drove down freeways and winding roads in a sleepless stupor, the stereo blasting love songs that were a cheap imitation of what we felt. Sometimes I wish you would take us over the edge, and we would be forever young and crazy in love. Go slow around those curves. I only want you safe now. It doesn't matter if we're together or apart. I love you so much. I'll love you, right until the end."<br />
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I loved you once. I love you still. I love you forevermore.<br />
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I will never forgive myself. Neither I forgive this fate. I am a sinner.<br />
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by, Lang Leav.Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-62821569206599885122016-03-16T15:54:00.000+08:002016-03-16T15:54:50.483+08:00Dear LoveLove, he has abandoned me,<br />
do with me as you will.<br />
Love, he left -- unceremoniously,<br />
why must I love him still?<br />
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The best of me I gave to him,<br />
the years, the days, the hours.<br />
Precious little, in turn he'd given,<br />
like dew to a wilting flower.<br />
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Love, he sheared away tenderly,<br />
my beauty, my strength, my mind,<br />
the gifts that were bestowed to me --<br />
were swallowed in his pride.<br />
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Love, has he forgotten me?<br />
Please tell me what you've heard,<br />
I guard his memory jealously --<br />
with him I'd place my worth.<br />
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--Lang LeavDeya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-30769704468939548242016-02-24T21:25:00.000+08:002016-02-24T21:32:44.186+08:00MaktokMaktok...<br />
Hari tu akak mimpi maktok. Silap akak tak cerita terus kat sini. Tapi akak berusaha untuk ingat apa yang akak mimpi. Sebab akak nak setiap kali akak baca entry ni, akak ada memori pasal maktok. Ceritanya, masa tu kita kat rumah, maktok duduk atas kerusi, tengah kemas barang-barang. Tapi akak tak aasti barang apa. Banyak berselerak atas lantai. Akak datang, maktok tegur...<br />
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<i>"Nur, mari tolong kemas ni."</i><br />
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Sambil tangan maktok sibuk mengemas. Akak datang, duduk kat lantai. Cari apa yang paling mudah nak di buat (orang pemalas memang pilih kerja mudah je). Akak tengok muka maktok, senyum. Maktok terus bukak topik. Banyak maktok bercerita. Semua kisah-kisah lama. Tapi akak tak ingat butir bicaranya.<br />
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Maktok...<br />
Walau sepanjang hayat lepas akak tak berapa baik dengan maktok. Mungkin boleh dikategori sebagai cucu yang nakal. Mimpi ni buat akak teringat memori-memori lampau masa hayat maktok. Maktok ingat tak masa maktok merangkak naik tangga, maktok merangkak memandang ke bawah tak tengok hadapan. Satu-satu anak tangga maktok panjat. Pap! Kepala maktok terhantuk sliding door. Akak terus gelak. Bukan kurang ajar. Cuma memang kelakar masa tu. Maktok jeling je kat akak :) Rindu...<br />
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Maktok...<br />
Ingat tak masa tu hujung minggu, tak sekolah. Akak tengok TV sepanjang hari. Maktok tegur...<br />
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"<i>Nur... Kau ni takde surat ke nak baca? Asek tengok TV je."</i><br />
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<i>"Sape jelah nak bagi akak surat maktok kat sekolah tu?"</i><br />
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<i>"Eh kau pergi sekolah, takkan takde surat nak di baca?"</i><br />
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Akak faham maksud maktok buku, tapi saje usik maktok. Suka tengok muka maktok geram je tengok akak. Hihi.<br />
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Ingat tak masa maktok masuk hospital maktok terlantar lama kat hospital tu. Akak balik dari UiTM terus pergi hospital jumpa maktok. Mak semua ada kat situ. Akak duduk sebelah maktok, atas katil, membelakangkan maktok. Maktok urut-urut belakang akak sambil mengadu...<br />
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<i>"Aduhhh...sakitnya..."</i><br />
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<i>"Maktok sedapnya maktok urut. Kuat sikit lagi maktok."</i><br />
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Akak bergurau je maktok. Akak tau maktok sakit. Tapi akak tak tahan nak dengar maktok mengadu sakit. Saje melawak elak dari menangis :'( Walau akak degil, nakal selama ni dengan maktok, tapi tak sanggup tengok maktok terlantar macam tu, mengadu sakit.<br />
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Losing the ones you love, it is unbearable pain. Moving on is another pain you have to deal with. It perhaps take years to heal.Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-34101745432334640492016-01-21T15:39:00.000+08:002016-01-21T15:42:36.201+08:00Pilihan SejatiMeja penuh dengan kertas-kertas kerja. Namun aku hanya pandang sepi. Sementara dua orang rakan sekerja meja sebelah cuti. Hari makin sunyi. Sesunyi hati aku yang entah aku sendiri tak pasti. Kepala penuh dengan segala macam. Antara sendiri, tempat kerja atau dia.<br />
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<i>*lepaskan keluhan kecil*</i><br />
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Mata tertumpu kembali kepada skrin putih di hadapan. <i>"Yang mana aku nak siapkan dulu..."</i> Sungguh hati bukan di tempat kerja. Aku pejam mata. Dia. Aku buka mata. Mengeluh. Muka aku raup dengan kedua tapak tangan. Semoga segala beban pergi bersama. Nafas ditarik dalam-dalam. Lepas. Jangan fikir, jangan fikir. Fokus kerja, fokus!<br />
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Tetikus aku gerakkan, papan kekunci aku keletak keletuk berbunyi. <i>Search</i> sesuatu di laman <i>Youtube</i>.<br />
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Pilihan Sejati oleh Aisyah Aziz.<br />
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<i>Memanglah antara kita tiada yang sempurna</i><br />
<i>Namun bagi ku di antara semua kaulah sinarnya</i><br />
<i>Memang hanya tuhan tahu segala</i><br />
<i>Takdir dan ketentuan terus menyala</i><br />
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<i>Kasih kau tak mengerti</i><br />
<i>Diri ini lebih baik darinya yang kau inginkan</i><br />
<i>Aku janji</i><br />
<i>Hidup ini hanya sekali</i><br />
<i>Jadikanlah aku ini cinta yang paling sejati</i><br />
<i>Sehingga akhir</i><br />
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<i>Pernahkah kau terbayang aku dan kamu</i><br />
<i>Menempuhi segalanya bersama tanpa rasa jemu</i><br />
<i>Bila kau terjatuh ku kan menyambut</i><br />
<i>Cinta yang terutuh kita bina</i><br />
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Pejam mata. Dan fikirkan aku melayang terus kepada kau. Sigh.Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-64274772676660277032015-07-26T01:46:00.001+08:002015-07-26T01:48:14.716+08:00CurrentlyHi? A little awkward here. I am 24 yo this year, yet I still have time/ interest in blogging? I am not saying that blogging just for a young teenage tho. But, seriously, for a personal blog like this, what kind of topic je pon kan nak cakap? Life? Love? Heck.<br />
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Tah bila last aku cerita-cerita kat sini kan? Lol. Currently I am employed. Working with consultant company. Civil & Structural Consultant specifically. Yes, handling project tenders, working with engineers and etc. Most of our clients are developers like SP Setia, Eco World, IJM Land and list goes on. I am handling all Eco World projects. *thank god*<br />
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Ada one time ni client datang our office and I dont even know that he is our client. Not until he sign acknowledge. Lol. Part yang paling seram bila dia dah keluar dari my office, and patah balik tanya "Whats your name miss?"<br />
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Kenapa kau kena patah balik untuk tanya nama aku? Dont tell me you gonna evaluate me, Then I'm fucked up. But after all, I love my current job because this is what I wanted. The line I'm in. *especially the bonus* hakhak. Alhamdulillah, syukur.Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-91070372851786364522015-04-09T20:54:00.003+08:002015-04-09T20:54:56.587+08:00Sunan Nanggroe Sang Kembara<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Untuk novel atas ni, bukanlah sambungan untuk 6 novel sebelum ni. Tapi lebih kepada pendalaman cerita dari 6 novel sebelum ni. Lepas ni akan ada novel yang ke 8 pula sebab novel yg ke 7 ni di akhiri dengan "...bersambung." Haha. Sakit hati bila novel bersambung pada cerite yang ketara tergantung. Sambungan untuk novel ke 8 aku tak tahu bila di keluarkan. Mungkin tahun ni? Atau mungkin tahun depan? Kita tunggu.</div>
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Jangan risau, novel ni bukanlah macam novel-novel alaf 21 yang galak bercinta sana-sini, orang kaya jatuh cinta dengan orang biasa. Cliche. Tapi novel ni banyak sangat pengajaran yang kite boleh ambil dan banyak sangat ilmu agama yang kite boleh belajar. Lebih-lebih lagi untuk belajar menjadi seorang hamba yang sabar dan taat pada penciptaNya. Tak rugi baca. Daaa please ini bukan review berbayar macam ig shop tu okay. Ni sebab aku memang minat gila dengan novel ni!</div>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-35815071889428188682014-07-06T23:40:00.002+08:002014-07-06T23:40:31.954+08:00Little UpdateRasa janggal nak menaip, bercerita lagi kat sini. Sekarang semuanya baik-baik saja. Alhamdulillah. Lainnya, sekarang tengah tunggu Graduation Day. InsyaAllah, kira-kira dalam bulan November tahun ni. Rasa tak sabar pula. Harapnya masin dekan untuk sem ni, insyaAllah. Amin.<br />
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Lepas ni mungkin terkuburlah blog ni. Takde pon yang membaca. Kau pon syok sendiri je selama ni. LOL. Sekarang sibuk cari kerja. Akceli, ada dapat dua offer, tapi entahlah. Bukan sombong atau memilih. Cuma tak rasa nak kerja kat situ. Kurlas kau.<br />
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Till then. Ramadhan Kareem.Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-42345762547689478352014-05-06T14:04:00.000+08:002014-05-06T14:04:07.063+08:00Greedy."This is me envious,<div>
as I write your name on a mug,</div>
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and smash it against the wall.</div>
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This is me selfish,</div>
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with my hands around your wrists.</div>
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This is me lonely,</div>
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ever-flowing, irrational, leech.</div>
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This is me angry.</div>
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This is me drama queen.</div>
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This is me greedy, always needy.</div>
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Open bones, endless questions,</div>
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chocolate-dipped anxiety.</div>
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This is me desperate,</div>
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this is me starving.</div>
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Poisonous disease.</div>
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This is me wanting,</div>
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more, more, and always more."</div>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-27430381591849972432014-02-10T00:14:00.002+08:002014-02-10T00:14:39.115+08:00LiarI tell you what, don't trust liar. Once they tell u lie, they eventually will do it again. I really hate people with promises. That's not promise. They just tell you some bullshits that sound so promising. Really wow! Liar stays liar. Easy, right?Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-64323600417388999772014-01-08T02:24:00.001+08:002014-01-08T02:24:11.922+08:00Deception"I fell in love<div>
with love it seems,</div>
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for what was real</div>
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is not.</div>
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The lies you spun</div>
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when we begun,</div>
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you thought would be forgot.</div>
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<i>'Time heals all wounds'</i>, </div>
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you said to me,</div>
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well this</div>
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I say to you,</div>
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'<i>The scar I wear,</i></div>
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<i>I cannot bare,</i></div>
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<i>for it is my heart</i></div>
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<i>you broke in two.</i>"</div>
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M.</div>
Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-62974065678567663022013-12-29T17:30:00.000+08:002013-12-29T17:30:36.546+08:00Goodbye<center>
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Only miss the sun when it starts to snow</center>
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Only know you love her when you let her go</center>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-1019656120519074312013-12-09T18:25:00.000+08:002013-12-09T18:29:18.125+08:00You Wish.Maybe,<br />
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not everything we wanted we will get.<br />
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To what you have now,</div>
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maybe you will lose it later.</div>
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The feeling you have,</div>
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you just confused.</div>
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When they say,</div>
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"<i>I'm very certain of what I feel now</i>,"</div>
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You should know why they did not take the next step.</div>
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They think of the future.</div>
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The future that are not certain, and blur.</div>
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You should have lend a hand, to help.</div>
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And now,</div>
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what you should know is,</div>
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everything has changed.</div>
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They take a step back, and two, </div>
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until you won't see them, again.</div>
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Lesson learned.</div>
Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-72067416969657603672013-12-07T19:13:00.000+08:002013-12-07T19:15:02.697+08:00Kopi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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5.00 petang<br />
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Seperti hari sebelumnya, aku lebih suka menghabiskan sisa petang dengan menikmati secawan kopi hitam panas. Seorang diri. Pada mulanya pelayan mencatitkan apa yang aku pesan. Tetapi selepas beberapa hari, dia sudah biasa dengan pesanan aku. Seperti biasa, secawan kopi hitam panas. Sahaja.</div>
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Aku lebih gemar memilih di sudut hujung kedai kopi itu yang terdapat sebuah meja kecil dan dua buah bangku. Selesa bagi aku di situ. Sudutnya kurang mendapat perhatian orang. Tetapi mendapat perhatian aku. Aku selesa bila tiada orang perasan kehadiran aku di kedai kopi ini melainkan pelayan kedai ini.</div>
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Selain menikmati secawan kopi hitam panas, aku biasanya membawa sebuah buku cerita alternatif. Selepas satu, ke satu yang lain. Bertukar-tukar tajuk.</div>
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Aku juga tidak lupa membawa nota kecil bersaiz poket dan sebatang pen hitam yang dakwatnya kadang putus-putus. Di nota kecil ini aku mencatitkan segala yang ku rasakan penting yang terjadi dalam hidup ini. Aku dapati kebanyakannya tentang engkau. Engkau lagi?</div>
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6.27 petang</div>
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Aku meninggalkan dua keping not satu ringgit Malaysia, sekeping syiling lima puluh sen dan dua keping syilling sepuluh sen. Lalu aku meninggalkan kedai kopi itu bersama dengan <i>moment</i> yang tak seberapa di kedai kopi ini.</div>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-76138221637581504862013-11-27T19:05:00.001+08:002013-11-27T19:05:47.535+08:00Topeng.Setiap hari, aku cuma lalui hari-hari biasa. Hari-hari yang letih. Hidup yang penuh beban dan lelah. Tapi aku tak menyalahi yang Satu itu. Mungkin, aku terlalu malas untuk mengubah keadaan ini, dan cumanya mahu mengeluh.<br />
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Pada setiap hari itu, seawal pagi, aku memakai topeng "senyuman". Topeng yang dihadiah oleh kau dulu. Aku jaga rapi topeng ini. Aku tak mahu orang melihat siapa diri aku yang sebenar. Biar "senyuman" ini yang mereka lihat, bukan diri aku yang sebenar. Yang benar di sebalik topeng hadiah kau.<br />
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Di setiap malam itu, sesampai je aku pulang ke rumah, setiap harinya, aku tanggalkan topeng ini. Bukan senang untuk melalui hari-hari ini. Tapi aku bersyukur kerana punyai topeng ini. Pemberian kau yang paling aku hargai. Terima kasih.<br />
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Setiap kali melihat cermin, aku sebenarnya sudah lupa rupa aku sendiri. Bagaimana rupanya bila aku sebenarnya tersenyum ikhlas? Senyuman yang pernah aku berikan setiap kali melihat kau. Ah, aku lupa.<br />
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Tolong aku?<br />
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<br />Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-53133861509338285662013-11-25T01:42:00.001+08:002013-11-25T01:42:13.013+08:00Thank You.To wherever you are and what ever you are doing,<br />
I hope you are doing fine.<br />
The happiness you are giving me,<br />
I appreciate it much.<br />
Although it for a temporary period,<br />
it is more than enough.<br />
I thank you for what have you done to me.<br />
You've changed me.<br />
You've changed me to the good ones.<br />
You taught me a lot,<br />
that I thought of anyone wouldn't do.<br />
Your eyes, I remember,<br />
the stare that I won't forget.<br />
Your tease, I remember,<br />
the things that makes me smile.<br />
Your patience, I adore,<br />
the one after my mother.<br />
To the man that is very kind to me,<br />
I thank you for came to my life,<br />
although for a short period.<br />
I hope the stars will kiss you goodnight,<br />
and the sun will kiss you good morning.<br />
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<br />Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-33739698120127034702013-11-18T19:35:00.001+08:002013-11-22T14:46:49.740+08:00MonsterFollow your heart, they said.<br />
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I make a move, I do.</div>
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All bad things, all of them, they whispered.</div>
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They make me think,</div>
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"Why do I need to listen to them in the first place?"</div>
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You will this, you will that, they said.</div>
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They won't stop.</div>
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This monster won't stop whispering.</div>
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I told you, I shouldn't have follow my heart.</div>
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I shouldn't have. </div>
Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-62114075820021337932013-11-16T03:44:00.001+08:002013-11-16T03:44:44.912+08:005:42 petang<div>
Jam 5:38 petang</div>
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Ana melangkah masuk ke dalam train. Menoleh ke kiri dan ke kanan. Di satu sudut Ana pilih untuk berdiri berbanding melabuhkan punggung di mana-mana tempat kosong. Menghembus nafas lelah. Di pandang ke satu sudut di mana Ana dapat melihat sesusuk tubuh. Sesusuk tubuh yang sudah lama di perhatikan. Cuma di dalam train ini saja Ana berpeluang melihat susuk tubuh itu. Di waktu yang sama, Jam 5.38 petang dan di tempat yang sama, di dalam train. An. Si susuk tubuh itu bernama, An.<div>
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Jam 5:42 petang</div>
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Setiap waktu ini, An akan tersenyum apabila pintu train terbuka. Tersenyum apabila melihat sesusuk tubuh lain melangkah masuk dan melabuhkan punggung di mana An duduk. Kerana An akan berdiri di depan perempuan itu. Berbual sepanjang perjalan sebelum tiba destinasi mereka. Mungkin bertanyakan bagaimana hari-hari yang di lalui sebelum mereka bertemu pada jam 5:42 petang, setiap hari. </div>
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Setiap hari itu, Ana cuma melihat perkara yang sama. An dan wanitanya. Bagaimana An tersenyum bila melihat wanitanya melangkah masuk, bagaimana senyuman An kepada wanita itu, cara renungan An terhadap wanita itu. Apa yang boleh di rasakan Ana hanyalah perasaan yang gembira untuk 4 minit sebelum hatinya hancur lepas 4 minit itu berlalu. </div>
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Hancur hati melihat perkara antara An dan wanitanya. Wanita yang sepatutnya menjadi tempat Ana. Ana cuma dapat mengenang apa yang berlaku beberapa tahun lalu. Di zaman mereka menuntut ilmu. Di mana An dan Ana begitu rapat, dan Ana tahu An menaruh harapan terhadapnya, namun Ana memilih untuk tidak bersamaan An kerana ego dan perasaan kesian terhadap wanita lain yang menaruh harapan kepada An. Yang akhirnya, sekarang, wanita itu menjadi punca senyuman yang melakar di bibir An setiap jam 5:42 petang. Yang akhirnya, sekarang, menjadi luka untuk Ana melihati mereka setiap jam 5:42 petang.</div>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-66151846502551013722013-10-25T17:00:00.003+08:002013-10-25T17:00:43.242+08:00Three Questions.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>"What was it like to love him?"</i> Asked gratitude.<div>
It was like being exhumed, I answered. And brought to life in a flash of brilliance.</div>
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<i>"What was it life to be loved in return?"</i> Asked Joy.</div>
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It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.</div>
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<i>"What was it like to lose him?"</i> Asked Sorrow.</div>
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There was a long pause before I responded;</div>
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It was like hearing ever goodbye ever said to me, said all at once. </div>
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Lang Leav.<br /><div>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-50267947781594965132013-10-21T02:20:00.001+08:002013-10-21T02:23:56.599+08:00Tell Me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Tell me if you ever cared,</div>
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if a single thought</div>
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for me was spared.</div>
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Tell me when you lie in bed,</div>
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do you think of something</div>
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Tell me if you hurt at all,</div>
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when someone says</div>
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my name with yours.</div>
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It may have been so long ago,</div>
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but I would give</div>
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the world to know."</div>
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Lang Leav.</div>
<br />Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-86972907765630294042013-10-18T21:06:00.000+08:002013-10-18T21:13:09.614+08:00My Heart, Love & Emotion<center>
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I got my eyes on you</center>
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You're everything that I see</center>
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I want your heart, love and emotion endlessly,</center>
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I can't get over you</center>
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You put your mark on me</center>
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I want your heart, love and emotion endlessly</center>
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This man, in white shirt, I totally into him right now. Ahhh! You have everything I'm looking for in a person so called 'my man'. Kahkah. </center>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-81937434987634516042013-10-17T00:45:00.001+08:002013-10-17T00:45:12.462+08:00RECIPE : Butter Prawn.Just nak share resipi yang senang gilaaaa. Mesti semua orang pon tau buat, tapi ni first time tadi buat and it taste turned out really nyum nyum nyummm~<br />
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Yes, tiga bahan ini SAHAJA yang di perlukan. Tak percaya kannnnn? Sebab aku buat yang simple je. Banyak bahan yang aku tolak, sebab takda. Tapi still rasa sedappppp. </div>
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<b>Bahan untuk kriuk-kriuk:</b></div>
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Margarine 1 mangkuk kecik (boleh jugak guna butter, nama pon BUTTER prawn)</div>
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2 biji telur kuning (Nak guna 10 pon bolehhhh. Melampau lettew?)</div>
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<b>Cara masak:</b></div>
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Masukkan margarine gaul guna senduk bulat. Gaul jangan stop. Gaul. Gaul. Gaul. Gaul. Gaul sampai mengantok. Lepas tu masukkan kuning telur tu tetinggi sikit ala-ala teh tarik. Gittew. Sambung lagi gaul. Gaul. Gaul. Gaul. Gaul. Nanti dia macam berbuih. Asal dah kekuning sikit, tutup api, tapis kasi keluar minyak.</div>
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<b>Bahan untuk goreng udang:</b></div>
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Udang saiz besar (besar-besar lah sedap. Kannn? *wink wink*)</div>
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Salt to taste</div>
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Serbuk kunyit</div>
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Cili api/padi (kalau takde, tibai je pakai lada hijau/merah)</div>
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Bawang putih (minced)</div>
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<b>Cara masak:</b></div>
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1. Gaulkan udang tadi dengan garam dan serbuk kunyit. Agak-agak lah garam tu, jangan banyak sebab margarine tu dah masin. Melainkan engko nak darah tinggi, letak lah bebanyak garam tu.</div>
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2. Rasanya tadi margarine yang buat kriuk-kriuk tu ada lebih kan? Kalau sikit sangat letak lah margarine lagi, panaskan sampai cair, lepas tu masukkan udang tadi. Gaul lagi.</div>
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3. Masukkan bawang putih dan hiriskan cili api/padi <i>(tapi aku guna lada hijau sebatang. Nasib baik pedas.)</i> masukkan dalam kuali. Sebabkan banyak sangat aku dah tolak kalau ikut resipi betul, aku patah-patahkan kacang panjang. Senang satu lauk complete dengan main course siap sayur. Tak gittew?</div>
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4. Rasa-rasa dah masak tu, tutup api, hidang dan taburkan kriuk-kriuk on the top. SIAP!</div>
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TAAADDDDAAAAAAAA!!!</div>
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Kriuk-kriuk tu tak berapa lawa, tapi boleh lahhhhh. Sedap hokayyyy! Give it a try lah. Kalau ikut resepi betul siap ada susu cair dan daun kari. Tapi aku tak de dedua bahan tu. Tak tahulah apa rasa kalau letak susu cair tu. </div>
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Esok nak try butter chicken <i>(ala-ala Gold Chili tuuu)</i> pulak. Kalau jadi, kita share resepi k?</div>
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Bye!</div>
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Deya Zanialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05453146887707304042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5898688340448286347.post-7974763577253727872013-10-04T16:32:00.000+08:002013-10-04T16:32:00.441+08:00Coffee"You are like<br />
a fresh cup<br />
of warm coffee,<br />
first thing<br />
in the morning.<br />
<br />
I am tired,<br />
weary with the burden<br />
of long-closed eyes<br />
and slumber, and<br />
the prior day's exhaustion.<br />
<br />
But if my day<br />
begins with you<br />
I know no task<br />
can challenge me."<br />
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