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Our love nest...






We moved in to our houseabout a year ago. It was around two weeks before Raya. At first we thought of making it our holiday home since my husband still had his contract as hostel fellow in UNIMAS. But once we stepped in to the house we know immediately that this is our place. And we decided to move in straight away.








There's a story behind the house actually... As other couple plan properly how they will buy their house and how they are going to finance their house etc., it is a totally different case for me and my husband. It was one morning not long after we got married. It was Saturday and we were driving to a mamak stall for breakfast. Suddenly we saw some signs saying about new housing area called Muara Tuang Park. My hubby suddenly asked me to get the phone number of the company. At breakfast we discussed the possibility of having a house of our own.


After breakfast we went straight to the developer's office to check out the price and all... there and then we decided that we love the house and we are buying a unit. That's about it....







We moved in to our new home last Raya (2007). It was very last minute since it's nearly raya and we can only move the small and light stuff first... yet we were determine... we want to celebrate our first raya in kuching in our own house... and we did... It was one of the best raya celebration we ever had...



Now it's been a year since we moved in... a lot of changes were done to the house. We expanded our little kitchen so that we have mor space to keep our stuff. We bought all the necessary (and some unnecessary) furnitures so that our guest will be comfortable in our place and we also have our guest room ready for anyone (relatives or non-relative) to come and stay for a day or two...



That's it. Our humble home... our love nest... a place of our own....

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