Living with your own neighbour

Sesuatu banget....
normally, i was hiding behind my mom's back when it come to communicate with your neighbour, especially the moms...

but since, I move to my own home, now, it's either me or my husband, who's dealing, communicating and interacting with the surrounding...
it wasn't easy for me, as my husband always push me to, at least, say hello to your neighbour. well, as time passed by, I managed myself to interact with the other wives a.k.a moms in the residences.

The residence, consists only 20 houses, in which two house was owned by 1 person. So, in total we're only 19 families living in the area. All of the families are still in young age, well...if you say 40 is young, so it is :)
most of them, the husbands, are working man, and the wives, some are working, some aren't.

I thought it was fun to have a young neighbour, at least they not too young or too old for you...
I thought we can share some crazy ideas and become the most cool wives (or moms) too in the area...
I thought we can hang out together, watch movies, have some coffee, or share some interest....
I thought.....
I thought.....
I thought.....

I have too many thoughts and forget the fact....

YUP...REALITY BITES!!!

along the way, I learnt so many things...I watch...I read...I analyse...my own neighbour...
at the end of the day,...
am glad, that I become the 'super-cuek' woman in the area..at least it could save my but...

but then again...
am not entirely save...eventhough I try to close my eyes with the surrounding..
still, people are talking about you....


can you imagine...say no words, and people talk about you..
say thousands words, and people still talk about you....


unbelievable....