SETIA INDAH

I'm exhausted amidst of tonnes of unsettled things. Early this morning have listed out 1 to 12 tasks in my 'to-do list' little daily book. 4 more things waiting to be settle by today. After my long trip to KL for the fieldwork, so now its time for my eyes to be stuck back to this big screen.

Just to re-cap my journey from last Wednesday[8Dec]. Took a Trans bus to KL, stopped 1/2 hour in Machap for the break, i went for solat asar with a screaming stomach. Then rushed to the eatery to have their yummy Soto. In a glanced, I think I’m the only lady whom sat all by myself and concentrating my food. Ehe. What a heck! Just eat lah i told myself. Keep monitoring the bus driver, after 5 mins eating; i noticed the bus driver has gone! Gosh, i rushed back to the bus and there left my soto behind. Sigh.. there goes my rm4.70. feeling dissapointed..

Thursday[9Dec] - Saturday[11Dec] doing my job efficiently with Pok Ju. Alhamdulillah we managed to collect all data required. After my last job on that saturday morning, took a train and straight to Sri Petaling to meet my darling fren. Went her house for change and then Hasnol drove off to the Cicu's Wedding. Upon arrival, me and fara discovered that the invitation is for wedding reception. The nikah ceremony held in the morning, the bride and groom were in pink theme. Sweet.. as the bride chose a bright pink while the groom in a light pink. At first, i noticed the groom was in white baju melayu. But then when i looked at the picture we taken, actually its a pink lar. But a very very light pink. Though, he doesnt look like a sissy who normally wore pink. Instead he looks stunning in the pink color next to his beloved wife, Cicu.

The food taste good. I particularly like the favor, its a cute mengkuang box with dodol n wajik inside. Then while eating, saw Enol (with her 5 months pregancy look, chubby a bit) and her hubby came. Coincident, [fara, enol n me] all in pink subject. After eating, we entered the bride's house and got chance to see the wedding gifts from groom's side. There in a corner, was a pile of brass pahars shined. Nice decorated with green lotus design for each gifts. Above the din, we managed to get ourselves in a photographs session gathered with our sintok's friends. Sherry n her cutey Karlyssa Lana, Bad n her son (if i'm not mistaken) n saper ntah lagi. I really cant remember their name. Eventually, i know exactly they were from sintok too n sharing the same batch as mine, but when comes to names, sigh.. it failed me. Sumhow, we share the sweet n happy moments together that evening.

After the wedding, we went to aida's open house. My big congratulations to her for her new job as PTD. After some makan² and few gossiping session, we hv to say goodbye to aida n her famili n also to Enol n Ariq. As we hv to continue our trip to Bangi. Ok lar, i know my weaknesses. Me n my tears its like a Siamese twin. For some reason, i do have loads of good memories with these two girls that i close with in sintok last time. Started my friendship with fara since my matriculation, we shared the same level in telekom. While enol, same level in perwaja during my 1st year. After exchanging our goodbyes and take cares that evening, WBF went straight to Bangi.

That night, i took a 10pm bus from one of the ulat. Failed to get the ticket from the counter. Maybe its weekend plus its a school holiday. When i get on the bus, its 4 of us [me and other 3 local guys]. Its a free seating. So i chose to sit single seat 2nd row.
"Eh adik, jangan duduk belakang, adik duduk depan sekali. Bas ni nanti semua lelaki, adik sorang jer perempuan. "
Hah! I felt my heartbeat stopped for a seconds. I looked at the seat he pointed out. How could i travel in 5 hours in that seat? Its a co-driver seat which has otto bench below. How am i going to put my leg down? Then i noticed the driver can sense my curiosity look.
"Tak per dik, duduk jer situ. Melunjur jer. Nanti kita nak pergi ambil orang tabligh semua ni. Ada 21 org."
Hah! Again, I felt my leg became numb. My head told me to get off the bus but its already making his move. Humph.. if cant reach by tomorrow morning, how am i suppose to get to ura's wedding tomorrow? So i just follow the flow. The bus stopped at the petrol kiosk nearby Mint Hotel, and there are 21 of those Indonesian Tabligh. My heart thumping faster n faster. In their conversation with the other local guy, i heard they are from Dhaka, Bangladesh for their gathering group. Its about 5million tablighs from whole world gathered in Dhaka. So that nite, they on their way back to Kalimantan lar. Ya Allah, i never been in this kind of insecured condition before. In heart, I recite n recite never ending Ayat Qursi and few doas. Pray for my own safety during the trip. After about 1 hour i felt a bit secured by the sounds of their snoring. They are drop dead exausted i think. Around 1.30am i found out the bus was stopped over the side highway. Lar! Apa lagi ni? I told myself. About 5 mins later, only i found out the bus having a problem with the battery. What a bad luck has fallen to me tonight! The driver manage to stopped other empty bus; and in their dealing, we(every passenger) had to add on another RM5 for the kesian ride back to south. Whatever lar. Just pay n i know i will be back to my hometown at soonest. Then i dont know why the new bus taking off without those 21 tablighs. We continued our trip with 4 of us n the new bus driver only. My suffer does not end yet, the bus driver refused to drop us at Larkin; instead he got us off at Merlin Tower! With so many kutu rayau at the town! He is crazy lar. Managed to get my mum on the phone line n burst into tears. While waiting my mum fetch me up, one of the kutu came over near me and tried to make me us in a conversation and pleading me to sit and drink with him in the kedai mamak nearby. I refused. Get lost lar! i screamed in myheart. Struggling emotionally not to bother him much, I saw the public bank security bro. making his round when he saw the kutu came to me. Maybe he just making an indirect sign to the kutu that he is around, so dont play play here. Alhamdulillah in time, my mum arrived with her worried face. Thanks to Allah, thanks to that security bro. and also thanks to my mum. Alhamdulilah finally I get home safe n sound.

For both my good frens Fara n Enol : Thank you for what you have done to me!