remember adeeb? no, he’s no longer afraid of me or even my mama when our tanduks are out. in fact, he’s rather cheeky now that he’s all grown. i think he learnt it from us all; the big bullies.
that’s my younger sister, bibots a.k.a. ita, carrying adeeb. she’s all grown up now + she’s got wisdom, i tell you. she’ll only be 22 in
anyways, this post is about adeeb.
lets get back to this tiny tots named adeeb, who’s one year and a bit. yeah, adeeb. don’t you think his picture shouts mischievous, a bart simpson in the making? no? what? he's cute? fine. oh and he’s a drama king as well; i just couldn’t comprehend why the elderly could fall for his exaggeration. my sister and i just went, “tsk!” + ignored his tantrum, after a bit, he suddenly stopped in bewilderment. gotcha!
a warning to you ladies out there: i know, i know, you’d want to hug him, kiss him. “oooOOoooOOooohhhh he’s so adorable.” yeah, yeah, you bet! but really, if you see adeeb + you’re wearing a press button kebaya, stay well away from him. i mean it, this is no joke. i live to tell my experience...
gila ke nak cerita kat sini?????
but if you must know, not even two seconds after that incident, adeeb impudently went laughing. hoih!!!! oh, and this was at a felda perdana wedding. full house.
i assume no one was aware of the incident for it took place well before dinner was served + peeps sure ate heartily. so no! no one saw.