3rd Ramadhan...

Supposed to end work at 4.30pm. Due to shortage of manpower, my team leader requested that I work another half an hour. OT again! heehee

Made plans with Makcik to meet her after work. Even when I was offered a ride home again, I turned it down. Hurried to catch MRT and met Makcik at Clarke Quay station.

Had dinner at her house. Md Idris was asleep when we arrived. He woke up with a jolt and started playing almost immediately. But he seemed like in a daze... or maybe it's me and my hunger pangs.

After dinner, we rested and watched tv. Umi brought out photo albums - big one, small one. I vaguely remember that hansem boy got hold of the small album. Held it rather flimsy in his grasp then he dropped it. I said something though I can't remember what exactly. All I know... Idris cried. The poor baby! Must have thought I scolded him.

Some time later, fruit cocktail and roti john were served. Oooh man... I felt so full. Definitely had a good nite's sleep.