Happy 64th Birthday Mak!
Yeap, 64 and still going strong! That's my mom. Her name's Hanisah Idris, but for some reasons that my mom has narrated to us like a hundred times but i never managed to remember, she is fondly called Ara (after Zahara) by our relatives. Abah used to call her Ani. I call her mak. There was a time ( wayyyy back then ) that I tried to sound manja by calling her mama but tak pernah melekat. Mak was born on 18 May 1946. She went to King George V School in Seremban. According to mak, she was a very smart girl in school ( ye, mak saya sebenarnya pandai puji diri sendiri ). To her cikgu's and friends' surprise, mak got married to Abah after she left school ( saya selalu cakap mak saya gatal sebab kawin awal teehehe ). Mak, in my opinion, is a very sopan and lemah-lembut lady on the outside but is a very-very strong lady in the inside ( why ohhh whyy god dont i get that from mak? ). When Abah passed away, I know Mak was very sad but I never saw her cry let alone wept or w...