MARI BELAJAR SESUATU DARI ABBY...

Pranggg!!!!! Mengamuk!!! Suami you mengamuk setiap kali balik dari kerja, membaling pinggan....anak-anak dileter...you dah tak dipedulikan...you tidur dlm bilik sesorang....dia masam muka 24 jam....tak mo tido dgn you lagi... panass...panas katanya.. Orang sekeliling mengapi-apikan you dengan memberikan pelbagai andaian...

"ya la tu....TAK SYAK LAGI..... laki ko tu asyik mengamuk je tu baik ler ko siasat... ha cepat.... entah-entah asik kulu kilir tu bukannya pi keja pun......... dating le tuh!! Heeee ko jgn le percaya sgt laki zmn sekarang ni.......Bedah.... Bedah..... jgn ler ko ni bendul sgt.... percaya sgt dgn laki ko tu..kalau aku jadi ko..........ish ish.....memang aku akan selalu ikut ke mana dia pegi.... " kata si Senah.

OK......... KITA TINGGALKAN KISAH SI BEDAH dan SENAH.... mari kita belajar sesuatu dari si Abby (bukan nama sebenar)..... Oleh kerana I ada follower mat salleh yg selalu mengeluh......"Miss Mirror..... I can't understand".... so..... hari ni kita bagi peluang sekali sekala untuk dia faham dengan menggunakan bahasa kedua pula ya (biasa la......blog I ni kan rojak)......... mari kita baca untuk dijadikan pengajaran......

KISAH DI BAWAH TIADA KENA MENGENA DENGAN ARTIS KITA ABBY ABADI.... SEKADAR MEMINJAM SEBUAH NAMA...

Abby, a young woman, thrived on learning. She had attended college for three years after graduating from IPTA, but was unable to complete her last year due to financial constraints. However, she was finally able to finish her remaining credits over the past three years by taking a couple of classes at a time through a university that offered ON LINE classes.

Although she had officially graduated, she had not yet told her husband and family. The university was out of state, and she would not financially be able to attend the graduation ceremony in any case, so she thought the less known about the event the better. She did not want to place any further financial burdens on her family.

One afternoon, as Abby stood in the kitchen chopping vegetables preparing for dinner, her husband Norman (not his real name) entered the room, and then stopped and glared at her. Although he was standing behind her, she felt his eyes piercing into her. He had been working overtime hours at his job lately, and it seemed that he had developed a short fuse. Abby hesitated, and then continued chopping.

"Why are you so slow? Dinner should have been finished an hour ago." She stood Frozen as he continued, "What is that you're making anyway" Abby spoke without turning toward him, not wanting the conversation to develop into an argument, "It is one of your favorites, asam pedas" He frowned, "Again? You never seem to get that recipe right - not like my mother used to make it." Then Norman walked into the other room to read the newspaper.

Abby, who had been holding her breath, let out a sigh of relief. She then walked quietly to the bathroom - turning the lock as she leaned on the door for support. Slowly turning, she was face to face with herself in the mirror. A lone tear began to roll down her cheek,

"Oh Allah, I love him so much - why must he be so critical sometimes? His harsh words make me feel so terrible." She wept in silent solitude for a few moments.

Then, once she had regained her composure, she went back to the kitchen to continue preparing the dinner. In the other room she faintly heard her husband speaking on the phone with someone, he sounded furious about something - but she could not make out any details. All she could understand from the one-sided conversation was that someone was going to have a talk with a supervisor and because of that, someone was going to lose his job. Concerned, she wondered if her husband might be in some trouble at work, but she did not think it wise to try to talk to him while he was so obviously upset.

Norman left the house immediately without a word to Abby. She sat on the couch bewildered about her husband's actions. What could be going on? What was he so upset about? Was he going to lose his job?

An hour later Norman arrived home and walked into the kitchen where Abby was checking on the night's dinner - her back was turned to him.

"ASSALAMUALAIKUM" he said as he entered. She replied, resisting to turn around so her eyes would give away her concerned and questioning expression. Again, she could feel his eyes piercing into her; and then he spoke. "Abby, this has got to stop." She looked up from the kitchen counter, gazing out the window briefly "What" she said with annoyance, "What in the world are you talking about?" Then twirled around, ready to fight off any further criticism.

She looked at him with confusion, "What is this? What is going on?" Norman walked toward her speaking softly, "I know I've been harsh with you lately." Abby's eyes softened, "Abang, why have you been so upset?"

Norman grabbed her hand and walked over and they sat down at the kitchen table together. He held her hand and continued, "I know that you've never given up on me, even when I was hard to live with and I admire you for your patience, even through the toughest times. I have had a lot on my mind lately and some things have not worked out as I had hoped for them to. Forget about dinner tonight; let me take you out for dinner. I know of a new place that one of the brothers just opened up. Let's try it out, okay?" Abby nodded in agreement, wiping away her tears.

Abby was surprised and excited. Because their finances had been so tight, it had been a while since the last time they had been able to afford a dinner at a restaurant. She put things away in the kitchen, placed her beautiful flowers into a vase, and then went to get dressed.

During the entire trip to the restaurant Abby noticed how carefree and happy Norman suddenly seemed to be; it was a far cry from the attitude she had seen earlier in the day. Although his actions were confusing, she was sure about one thing, she was happy to see him smiling again.

Once they arrived, he reached inside the restaurant ahead of her and then stuck his head out of the door, waving for her to hurry up. Abby laughed the silliness of his antics as she opened the door and was amazed at what she saw. She saw all of her family, except her mother and father gathered on both sides of the restaurant.

On the back wall a huge banner hung that said, "Happy Graduation Abby - We Love You." Abby began to cry; all this time she had thought badly of her husband and all the while he was planning something so thoughtful for her. She was a little dazed and very embarrassed at her own misgivings. She turned to her husband and said, "May Allah reward you for your great kindness."

As she turned to go and sit with her relatives and friends, Norman turned her around, "One more surprise, I received a promotion at work!" Norman smiled at him, "Masya Allah, Abang - you got a promotion! That is so wonderful."

"I want you to know the reason I have been edgy lately. It is because I just haven't had enough sleep. Over the past few weeks I took another part-time job after work so I could save up a little extra money in order to throw this party for you and so I could fly your parents in for this special day." Abby looked around the room for her mother and father. Norman then lowered his head in disappointment and replied, "Unfortunately, somehow the reservations got messed up. The conversation you heard was with the reservation guy who messed up the flight."

Abby stumbled over her own words, "Oh Abang! MasyaAllah, you have worked so hard. But, how did you know about my graduation? I didn't tell anyone." His husband smiled, "I saw the letter the school sent you and I wanted to surprise you, but after the past few weeks I know that good news should never wait." Abby shook her head in agreement, laughing through her tears of happiness. "Never again," she said, "Never again."

MORALnya di dalam cerita ini ialah, kita jangan sekali-kali berburuk sangka terutamanya kepada pasangan kita.

The point is this, we should never be hasty to make assumption about our loved ones - even in the worst of times. Allah warns us not to be suspicious of one another, and that is because in suspicion there is always more harm than good. Our marriage is the most important relationship we have in our adult life, it is the relationship in which our families are created and our children learn form us.