


We had our lunch on Friday afternoon at K.Roza's house in Mawaleh...She is Razak's wife. A newcomer to Muscat,Oman. She's a teacher,a discipline teacher back in Malaysia.We got there just in time for the men to go for Friday prayer while the moms busy chatting.It was a simple lunch but I love to have it since I have all my three sisters with me. Here, I don't really mind of not having so much friends which could only make my heartache and a headache. As long as I have a quality friendship which would be better than a full quantity of friends that in the end only make me annoyed.

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