ouh. what not to love about being a sister?

ASSALAMUALAIKUM

Happy Ramadhan everyone. Today is the second day of not only curbing oneself from eating and drinking but much vitally, to seek for His forgiveness, devoting our full heart and soul to Him. <3

Today, I would like to share the incident happened few weeks back. Should I call it incident? Reckon so. Well, it all began when I realized that I misplaced my notebook a.k.a laptop in my own house (pathetic enough?) naah, I bet some of you had the exact same experience before. might it involved other gadgets or stuff like handphones or even your remote control. don't deny. 

I was really messed up that very day (I am not, most of the times. do believe me, peeps.). Small thing like searching for the notebook seemed so hard. 

To get more annoyed when my 12 years old little brother who isn't that little kept on smiling when I asked him whether or not he did see it somewhere. Before I managed to enter my room in an attempt to locate for the notebook, I saw something pasted on my room's door. 

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OHMAI!!!! off course I know whose job was that.

"Aziq!!!!!!", I screamed my lung out (hiperbola habis)

Did he show any mercy look? any guilty look? No, instead, he laughed loudly and said calmly, 

"Carilah."

Yeah, I had to, in order to get my notebook back, I followed his so-called treasure hunt. HAIH. =_='

first

next

another one

another next

more

not enough? next

argh! when would it end?

FINALLY!

got my notebook back but seriously got no idea with what sort of feeling should I have at that very moment.

ouh...what not to love of being a sister.