Bibik turned a year wiser yesterday. We have been privileged to be her family and celebrate her birthday for the past five years. So when she requested for a no-cake birthday (yes she knew I was going to get a cake, and yes I have become plainly predictable – who wouldn’t after five years?) I played compliancy. Okay Bik, yes Bik, fine Bik, I hear ya Bik, no cake Bik.
I took Bibik and the kids to KaCher’s second home at Palm Garden IOI Resort for what looked like a normal dine-out evening. Though dinner was served in plates that looked more like serving trays, it was pretty tiny. So I had to order dessert. Really really had to. So I ‘ordered’ the cake. Bibik had by then forgotten that it was her birthday. I tried so very hard not to mention or wish her ‘Happy Birthday’ the whole day. But then of course I broke my promise, went ahead and got one whole cake for dessert.
Sorry Bik! I would take the cake and kick myself if didn’t do it. I wasn’t going to be that predictable after all.
Panjang umurnya panjang umurnya
Panjang umurnya serta mulia
Serta mulia…serta mulia
Questa è Enida 
happy bday bik!
nak air nescafe susu bibik buat.
sedapppppppppppppp
Wiz:
Bibik mintak I ucapkan terima kasih to you for wishing her happy birthday. Amin, she said. Selamat hendaknya.
Bibik, Selamat menyambut ulang tahun yang ke 40!!!!!!! Semoga dipanjangkan umur dimurahkan rezeki ya Bik.