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'A new chapter', Vivy Yusof buka akaun Instagram baharu, beri tanda mahu kembali menulis?
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spitsid replied at 7-5-2025 11:25 AM
CikItik ni kan mcm igbirant sikit. Sheols tu kira beruntungla walaupun ada lupus boleh mengandung ...
sbb makan duit khazanah ke dia kena lupus? da kantoi baru start ada symptom?
dia dari dulu ignorant.. kalo tak.. takde la peluk2 mak dia, depan anak2 yatim masa buat event kt rumah dia. |
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why da takde org sudi tempek whole episode 3 tu? da kena warning ke ape? |
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Dia kan bimbo. She mock lupus tu sounds like lipas? Ntah betul ntah tidak pun dia ada lupus tu. Dan2 ada kes tiba2 ada autoimmune disease pulak lahai. Play victim beno minah ketot acah kaya tu. Tazabar sis nak tengok kejatuhan menjunam hidup dia sebagai bifoti or at least emfoti la.. naik myvi, hotel oyo, no vip lane, pakai bag brand coach ka kan. Padan muka dia dari dulu tak sedar-sedar diri |
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Lipus pon banyak jenis. Si bibik ni kena sle ke?agak tua sgt nak kena sle.ke lupus lain.ada byk jenis lupus yg x deadly pun |
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rumahbiru replied at 7-5-2025 07:46 AM
she ada SLE
Yeke..dia bgtau spesifik sle ke? |
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Looks like mak itek been happily playing the victim and soaking up all the sympathy from her brainless followers lol tak paham aku ramai jugak manusia bebai yang support dia |
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dah byk birkin, chanel, dior, holiday obesi manjang business class, ngan beli rumah jota2, then ckp x songlap duit? |
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siticerita replied at 7-5-2025 10:16 AM
sanggup aku buat account ni sbb nak tahu cer pasal si v ni. yelaa dolok2 aku supporter dia kot. hamp ...
I bagi some kat orang dah. Hahahaha Biar la pakai takde brand tudung now, Janji hati tenang tak associate dgn tinTik ni |
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I still pakai lagi mana yang selesa .. yg printed2 dah sedekah juga |
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the same day dia tahu dia sle, Khazanah’s sale of shares in FashionValet was questioned in Parliament. ibarat jatuh ditimpa tangga. itulah katanya. ujian dtg sekelip mata je. |
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SLE.
Like SLAY?
You have lupus.
Ok… sounds like lipas.
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cikdot replied at 7-5-2025 11:30 AM
tu pasalnya. someone i know diagnosed since lepas spm. kawin tapi takleh pregnant, she tried tapi ...
AcikItik ni macam exxegerate je kan. |
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#2 citer pasal anak2
#3 citer pasal penyakit tinbo
Menagih simpati umat manusia ke? |
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start beli back in 2016,2017 camtu before femes. baru2 kerja time tu. aman damai je masa tu belum viral. then lama2 dah tawar hati nak beli. lagi2 bila naik harga. dari 120 jadi 130 lepastu 150. yg printed terus jadi 250 kan? LE lagi lah. lepastu bila instagram mendunia, jadi terlalu mass market, tak rasa exclusive dah.
now bokitta je and ariani. arzu if special occassion. i suka brand yg lay low, not too marketing-ish. |
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razfira0707 replied at 7-5-2025 02:17 PM
I still pakai lagi mana yang selesa .. yg printed2 dah sedekah juga
Kotak2 dia semua I dah buang. Tudung dia ada lagi, printed tu semua dah tak pakai. Nyesal dulu ikut sangat perangai follow tin tu  |
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Entry #3
6 May 2025
Location: Online, looking for more white suits
When it rains, it pours.
Ok. Some big life lesson to share here.
If you ever get charged in a criminal court, there are some things you have to prepare for.
First is your heart – the shock of it all, the trauma etc but you’ll have no choice so you'll be ok. Second is your patience – the process will be very long, lots of case management, lots of going up and down the court. Third, most important, is your evidence. Whether you’re on Team Prosecution or Team Defense, you’ll have to prepare sets of documents – lots of meetings at the lawyer’s office. Pro tip: drink their coffee and eat up their pantry – all free, like hotel toiletries. #btwarehotelslippersfreetoobecauseifnotihavetomakesomeapologycalls…
The fourth – prepare for brutal public opinion. I don’t know whether you know this but every court case and hearing is public information. You can literally get the list of cases that happen everyday if you’re that free or bored – maybe a cousin or high school mate is going in that day, never know. The media gets hold of it, and if they find it interesting enough, they will come and cover it.
So,
1) for those who have high profile companies/brands, and a couple seasons of a reality show on Astro: expect A LOT of media. And probably consider not doing a reality show anymore.
2) For those who don’t have the above, you’ve made good life choices. Well done.
I fall into the Number 1 category above, unfortunately, so on the day I got charged in court, I was greeted by an insane number of media that followed me from my car all the way into the room, and back to my car.
The night before, I told myself to sleep early. I knew I needed ample rest to embrace tomorrow’s new chapter. It’s a whole other level of adulting that I wouldn’t leave a five star review on. No one wants to be in court, for whatever reason. Unless you’re a lawyer.
Of course, me being me, I stayed up all night on my phone. I was replying hundreds of Whatsapp messages sending me kindness, wishing me all the best for tomorrow. It was a highly publicized case, "as if it's the second biggest scandal in the country after 1MDB", as quoted in Keluar Sekejap podcast by KJ and Shahril. My relatives, school mates, the cashier at Kinokuniya, my bihun sup guy, my neighbour's grandmother, her friend’s dog… everyone knew.
One day, I was looking at an apartment to rent with Fadza and the landlord was there.
Him: So what do you guys do?
Fadza: Oh, we work in the fashion industry.
Him: Oh good. Fashion is a good industry, unless you’re FashionValet. *laughs* Am I right? *laughs*
I think my face went pale.
Just to make him uncomfortable with that comment, Fadza replied, “Oh we are the FashionValet guys.”
Then the guy went pale.
Safe to say, we didn’t end up renting his unit.
Anyway, I digress. Back to court day.
In the morning, I got ready – my white suit was nicely pressed, my white scarf too, ready to wrap me with confidence on this big day. Our kids kissed us before going to school, “All the best, Mommy and Daddy!” they said throwing fists in the air. Our loved ones came early for breakfast at our home, before accompanying us to court.
We thought we arrived early, but the media was even earlier. The lobby was filled with people, big cameras and many officers in uniform. The court room felt it was a 10-kilometre walk, and the crowd followed us the entire way as Fadza and I did the “walk of shame”, hand in hand. The whole way, the cameras did not stop shuttering. So every nose scratch, every breath, every face twitch, was captured. I don't blame them, they're just doing their job. The appropriate picture will then be used to suit the narrative they wanted. If they wanted to make me appear arrogant, they will pair the article with a laughing photo. If they wanted to make me appear scared, they will pair it with a nervous photo. If they wanted to make me appear evil, they will pair it with a photo that maybe had me arching my eyebrows.
You just arched your eyebrows to test, didn’t you?
Yep, everyone looks evil doing that.
Avoid it at court.
That evening, I went through the newspaper articles online. “Vivy and husband get charged in court,” “Vivy and husband plead not guilty,”… then suddenly I saw an interesting and unexpected discussion.
“Why does Vivy look so chubby?”
NSTP / Asyraf Hamzah
The comments ensued across social media. Omg she looks so fat. Is she pregnant? Is she stress-eating? It’s probably because she cried all night and now she’s swollen. Padan muka dia. Serves her right.
I rushed to the mirror and touched my cheeks. Oh no… did I gain weight? Have I eaten too much lately? It’s those cookies my sister in law keeps sending, isn’t it? They were so good though…
Then I saw something on the kitchen counter that made me go, “Oh, nooo.…”.
My medicine.
I guess the side effects have arrived.
To explain this, I’ll have to take you back to October last year.
Come down memory lane with me.
Fadza came in with a bag of food. He was wearing a sweater and casual slippers. Yay, dinner’s here. Movie night! We turned on Netflix to the latest romcom that I insisted on us watching tonight. Just me and him.
Romantic, you’d think.
Except we weren’t at home.
We were at the hospital. Me on the hospital bed, with a needle pricked into the back of my hand, with a blue bruise accompanying it. But with my husband by my side, I was high in spirits, and on drugs too.
Last October, I had influenza. The influenza test was positive, and I had all the symptoms – flu, joint pain… the full extended package with bonus add-ons like heart palpitations. But they never went away, especially the joint pains. Moving any part of my limb was so painful, even getting out of bed to stand up had me groaning of pain. It was odd because I hardly get sick. So after over a week in pain, I said to Fadza I think I should see the doctor.
The next day, we went to the hospital.
“You’re negative for influenza,” the doctor said, frowning at the report of my test.
Oh?
“Do you mind if I do more tests?” he asked.
“Yes, please,” I said and surrendered my arm for more blood tests. Shoutout to Kak Jiha from Damansara Specialist Hospital, she has magical hands to take your blood – doesn’t hurt at all. Special woman, that one.
Because the blood test results took a couple of days and I was in a lot of pain, I was advised to be admitted. A couple nights of good sleep away from the kids and meals sent to my bed? I couldn’t have signed the admission papers faster. Even Fadza signed up for this deal. He masked it as “nak teman you” but we all know better, please.
So that brings us back to our “romantic movie night.”
The next morning, he held my hand and asked, “Your results come in today. Are you nervous?”.
“Nope. Any problems, we will fix it Insyaallah,” I reply confidently.
Little did I know I had another problem coming for me, in just a few seconds.
After lunch was served, my phone beeped. “Did you watch the Parliament today?” a message from a friend read.
“I think you should watch it,” the friend continued.
And that was the arrival of Problem No. 1. Khazanah’s sale of shares in FashionValet was questioned in Parliament by MP Yeo Bee Yin to the Minister of Finance. WHAT? There were so many of their investments to ask about, why was FashionValet singled out? Why was she interested in us only? FashionValet’s investment was probably one of the smallest in value and the sale happened so long ago, why did she ask now? If you had questions, you can bet that I had triple the number of questions in my head.
I didn’t realise how big this was going to get. Her question was the beginning of a volcano that was going to erupt in my life. Every media outlet picked it up, more MPs and politicians started entering the chat, everyone wanted to say something. So yeah, another pro-tip: try not to get mentioned in Parliament.
Then Problem No. 2 arrived.
The doctor knocked on the door with nurses behind him. He was holding a report, I assumed it was my blood test report.
I’m fine, it’s nothing, it’s nothing, I chanted to myself. Manifest, Vivy.
Then the doctor opened his mouth.
“So, my suspicion was right. You have a form of SLE,” the doctor started explaining.
Silence.
I really wish I paid attention more in my biology classes because I had no idea what he just said.
SLE.
Like SLAY?
But his face suggested that things were not so slay right now…
“You have lupus,” the doctor said.
Ok… sounds like lipas.
“Lupus is a chronic autoimmune disease. Your body is attacking itself.”
Why on earth would you guys do that, I silently scold my internal organs.
“It is a lifelong disease, with no cure unfortunately. So we’ll have to get you on medication to manage your lupus,” the doctor explained and stayed on for a few minutes to explain everything about lupus.
I had to let it sink in. I was reminded later of a dear friend who had lupus, and she ended up in a wheelchair and lots of pain, may God grant her relief. Worry started arriving, along with sadness. I didn’t want it to get there, I don’t think I’ll be able to take it as calmly as my friend did.
What a day it was. Being a subject of scrutiny in Parliament and reading articles and horrible accusations that followed, and then welcoming lupus and reading about how my kidney could fail, my heart could fail, and I could die.
Both were so big and so real.
It was undoubtedly one of the heaviest days in my life.
At that moment it really felt like that saying we hear – When it rains, it pours.
I knew I had to focus on my health first. So that’s what I tried to do. I talked to the doctor about it some more.
Me: Are there things I should avoid?
Doctor: Please avoid the sun. The sun will trigger your lupus.
Me: Ok.
Doctor: Oh, and don’t be stressed. Stress is a major trigger for lupus too.
*sees more news articles coming in about FashionValet and Vivy Yusof*
You know that emoji that looks like this: -___-
Yeah, it was meant for this moment.
Me: No stress. Got it, Doc!
What I really wanted to say was Umm #&^!*@%, I mean, have you seen the news today?
The doctor immediately put me on medication and I left the hospital clutching a bag of medicine so big, you'd think I was selling them.
And now I bring you back to that kitchen counter.
What laid on it, before my eyes, was the very thing that has been saving my life – my steroids.
In the beginning, the doctor put me on six steroid pills a day. That sorted out my pains immediately. But I had to deal with the side effects that came with them.
“You will gain a bit of weight," the doctor was honest with me knowing that weight gain is the last thing a woman would want to hear. "...and steroids might lead to having a moon face.”
*googles moon face*
GASP.
NOOOOOO.
Dowannnnn.
“....but don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”
He should have added, “unless you land on the front page of newspapers.”
Well, none of us could have predicted that was my exact fate – battling a court case, a lupus disease and a swollen steroid-induced face. While others could get MCs from work and stay home to hide their moon face, I had to attend a “meeting” that was publicised to 35 million people.
You really can’t make this up.
I remember looking up going, Really, God?
But I knew better than to complain. Everything is a test from God, to see if you’ll still have faith in Him. And that, I did. It could have been worse, and if you really squint your eyes, in some angles, I didn’t look that bad. #whatevermakesmefeelbetter
After an intense research on lupus, I decided to stop reading the depressing articles. Instead, out of curiosity, I did what every teenager did. I took my phone and started typing, “Celebrities with lupus.” Then quickly added, “… who are still alive.” Very important to add that last bit. Sweats.
I was surprised with the results. Lady Gaga has it, Toni Braxton has it, Nick Cannon, Seal, and perhaps the most famous of all – Selena Gomez. She even announced a kidney transplant that her best friend donated to her. Note to self: Be very nice to current best friends....
Wait a minute, wasn’t Selena Gomez also on the Forbes billionaire list recently? So she got lupus, and then became a billionaire? *looks up. Ok ok, I see your vision and I’m not mad about it…* I mean, if that is meant to be my path, may God make me a halal billionaire and a non-Zionist one at that. AMIIIIN.
Ok jokes aside.
I don't wish to make light of this disease, but I can’t help but cling on to whatever solace I can find while I battle for my survival. I have four children I'd like to see grow up and a very clingy husband, so I'm going to fight this lupus until my last breath. Plus, my sister would kill me if I die first because then my parents will only have her to lecture.
The reason I wanted to share this with you is to remind all of us to be kind to one another. Refrain from giving bad comments and judgments because all of us have battles that others can’t see. Chronic illnesses, heartbreaks, addiction struggles, mental health struggles, silent grief, you just never know what someone is going through. Just because someone hides it really well, doesn't mean you can assume. Even the person next to you right now could be going through a battle unknown to you. So be kind and don't collect unnecessary dosa that you may never get to cleanse before the Day of Judgment.
Some people are healing.
Some people are fighting.
And some, like me, are adjusting to a new reality – one pill at a time, one court hearing at a time, one prayer at a time.
If you too have lupus like me, hello friend, we'll get through this! But if you are going through any other challenges in life, know that you’re never alone. Keep going. Keep trusting God. There’s always light at the end of the tunnel, and like the Quran says in Surah Al-Baqarah (2:153), seek help with patience and prayer. God loves the patient ones.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some billionaire plans to make.
Till next Tuesday! |
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Apasal mcm ramai duk back up dia ni lagi eh? Serius x faham. Dan2 bersimpati bagai..hmmm.Acik2 bifoti duk simpati dgn acah2 t20.
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time dia kan main lagi be kind to one another, masa staf dia sakit/mc sbb pregnant sakan provoke kata lembek la apa semua. maybe doa org2 yg dia perlekeh dulu la kot.
tak dtg rasa empathy iols bc coretan dia neh, meluat ada la |
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aku pernah jumpa patient kat hosp
dak muda lg, ada sle
kidney dah stage 5, tunggu masa nak dyalisis
pastu 2nd patient, sle gak
yg ni aku jumpa mak & adik dia dkt bilik consultation
adik nak derma kidney kat kakak
patut la baru2 ni aku tgk gambar latest vivy nmpk muka dia sembab
aku ingatkan sbb dia jobless jadi housewife so dok mkn je dkt rumah
sampai gain weight
rupanya sakit
Al fatihah
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Jap
Apart from all the SLE diagnosis
I sense no remorse from her alleged mistrust of funds like she is not guilty at all
Wow..
Nyesal nyah aku beli brg duck dulu2 ni |
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Post time 7-5-2025 11:42 AM
