Last week, then this week..

Last week, Pa's car broke-down. And just now, all of a sudden, Joe's car suddenly stopped in the middle of Jalan Istana at 11.30pm. I was scared like hell. Cars, lorries, buses sped like crazy at the 4-lane road. Trying to act cool while my hands were shaking holding the car steering while Joe pushed the car towards the emergency lane. A motorbike stopped, an Indian couple offered to help push the car. Ada juga orang baik kat dunia ni kan? (Tapi pada awal2 tu was2 jugak, takut peragut ke perompak nak ambil kesempatan.) In the meantime, I was praying that other vehicles will notice our car and I wont be experiencing the same thing I had 3 years ago.

Tow-truck service under AmInsurance sucks! I repeat, tow-truck service under AmInsurance sucks! We called several times, and no one answered. Hell with the 24-hour service you proudly mentioned. In the end, we called tow-truck bebas. RM130 melayang. at 12am, he arrived.

During that 30mins, my mind was racing on so many things. I wasnt sure whether to sit in the car or waited outside with Joe. Takut sangat kalau ada kereta yang terlaju atau pemandu mabuk tak sempat nak elak kereta kami yang berada di emergency lane tu. (tapi baru nak masuk kul 12, orang baru nak pergi mabuk kot?) Then I worried kalau tiba2 ada perompak on motorbike datang rompak kami. Ada ke kenderaan yang nak datang menolong? semuanya laju2. So, I even hid my valuables somewhere in the car. Polis peronda takde la pulak time tu.. Serius takut..

Joe jaga traffic supaya kenderaan elak lane terlibat.
Gambar blur sebab tangan terketar2.
I'm sure Joe was feeling the same way, but him being a guy, semua tu tak terpancar di mukanya. Yang wanita dalam kereta ni yang panik terlebih.

Dalam tempoh 30min itu juga, sempat fikir draf email nak hantar ke ambank insurance. Lepas tu, sempat fikir apa yang sepatutnya ada kalau keadaan begini berlaku. Maka terhasillah ini:

Sebelum keluar memandu, pastikan:
1. Fon ada battery
2. Nombor telefon emergency bukan sahaja ada dalam fon, tapi ade di dalam kereta
3. Ade segitiga emergency tu
4. Torchlight
5. Memandu bukan sekadar memandu, wajib tahu nama jalan. Kalau tak, macam mane nak bagitau tow-truck.
6. Berpakaian molek. In case emergency macam ni, kalau bert-shirt+kain batik je, ha, naya..

Kereta selamat sampai di depan rumah mama.
So now I am, still freshly awake at 3am akibat saki baki terlebih rembesan adrenalin sebentar tadi.

Housemate kesayangan saya terus tidur balik2 tadi.. Hmmmmm.. Ada lagi ke pusat servis yang nak baiki kereta suntuk2 nak raya ni?? Kalau major problem, alamatnya raya KL jer lah or balik Batu Gajah naik Kenari comel saya tu :D

Apa pun, alhamdulillah tiada sebarang kejadian yang tidak diingini berlaku...

Weekend yang bertragedi tapi seronok, heh

Dimulakan dengan impian untuk sesi penghabisan wang di Midvalley Megamall bersama Sis Yana and husband selepas menghantar Bro Wan untuk exam di UM (Apeda, exam hari Sabtu). Malang sekali sebab kereta papa rosak. Haha. Tersadai di Fakulti Undang2 UM selama 1 1/2 jam sebelum kami + Bro Wan yang dah pun abis exam diangkut pulang oleh Joe. Tinggal je keta papa di situ, untuk didecide nak buat apa. Fan belt putus, jadi kereta panas, takleh dibawa pulang lagi melainkan kene tow.


Tiba di rumah pun dah hampir jam 12, pergi pusat beli belah yang dekat2 jerlah. Singgah Car*efour sebab nak cari baju kurung kecil untuk Niece Hani. Sebab mahal melampau, (tak logik baju kurung kecik simple harga RM79??!!!!), Ma akhirnya decide untuk jahit sendiri.

Singgah pula ke A*ON Setiawangsa. Amazing, tak ramai orang pun berbanding Wan*sa Walk yang kereta parking melimpah2 kat tepi jalan. Orang lain cari baju raya, saya beli periuk nasi. Heh. Beli periuk nasi yang paling kecil sebab periuk nasi sedia ada besar sangat.

Berbuka ayam percik lagi. Nyaman sekali... Ayam percik KL tak senyaman ayam percik Kelantan. Sis Yana, raya ni bawak balik banyak2 lagi, saya order berbayar untuk dibuat stok lauk :D

Hari Ahad, dimulai dengan menemani suami berkhidmat untuk negara ke rehearsel sambutan Kemerdekaan di Stadium Tertutup Bukit Jalil. Joe adalah penyelaras pengangkutan peserta2 yang buat persembahan, jadi kene pantau petugas2. Panas2 gini, nasib buat dalam stadium yang ada aircond. Persembahan yang paling menarik cuma abang2 Navy yang berbaju putih bersih pusing2 senapang. ngeeeee..

Budak sekolah menengah yang bersaiz sekolah rendah 10tahun dulu. Serius kecik2 diorang ni.
Pelatih dari PULAP*L yang sentiasa dikerah untuk jadi sukarela persembahan. Tahun lepas jadi tukang sambut kibar2 bendera di sepanjang jalan ke Parlimen. Tahun ni, tugas itu akan dilaksanakan oleh peserta DPA, Perkhidm*tan T*dbir dan Diplom*tik. Tak sabar nak ambil gambar korang :D
Budak PERMATA wajibulghunnah la ada kan
Abang2/adik2 Navy yang smart :B

Peserta2 persembahan
Mereka ni daripada Institut Perguruan. Bakal2 cikgu anak2 kita ni tapi kecil2 juga saiznya macam budak sekolah menengah.
Deretan bas2 yang membawa peserta persembahan.
Boriing tunggu cik abang pantau petugas2.
Ambil gambar sat.
Nak ambil gambar dengan Sazali Samad dengan biceps nya yang berketul2, kehampaan. Tunggu orang kurang, last2 dia dah balik...

Ni namanya tomak haloba tak fikir orang lain. Joe pun garu kepala ada orang begini.

Balik tu dah hampir jam 1, tengok2 tayar kene paku.. sheeessssshhhh. 2 kali tragedi kereta. Nasib lar kedai tayar ade yang buka hari Ahad.

Lepas tu singgah Mega Sale dari kilang di Presint 2. Masuk2 tu, dah rasa gila. Bukan gila nak shopping sebab barang murah, giler marah sebab tengok ibu2 dan bapa2 bawak bayi2 kecil mereka bersesak2 bershopping. Ralat pilih barang, anak2 dibiar bersepah2. kecik, besar, dalam pram semua ada. Misi penculikan pasti boleh dijalankan dengan cemerlang di sana. Ada sorang akak ni, marah pulak anak dia yang sedang nangis, "Diam! Jangan la nangis, mak tak habis shopping lagi ni!!" Nauzubillah...

Hasil jelingan barang2 di situ, harganya lebih kurang sale di S*go.
Kusyen2 range harga RM20-RM40, bedsheet Ak*mi 220 thread count RM30-RM50, bedspread range RM80, biskut raya RM15, semua harga standard bila sale kat Ju*co or S*go. Ma*gi Tastylite murah giler la, tapi kene beli 4 harga RM12, kasut2 sukan lelaki tu, tak tau nak compare, baju kurung siap, sama harge dengan kedai2 pulau kat Car*efour Wangsa Maju, barangan elektronik, lebih kurang macam di B*st D*nki semasa sale.

Misi adalah mencari kasut kerja Joe. Jadi, barang lain2 tu jeling2 je tengok harga. Tak beli apa2 pun akhirnya. Bagus kan? Kejayaan cemerlang melawan nafsu pada hari tersebut. Rasenya, kami je kot yang keluar empty handed.

Berkeputusan ke P*rkson, Ala*anda. Pelbagai pilihan kasut kerja lelaki murah2 sehingga rambang mata. Dapat beli kasut dengan harga lebih murah dan cantik. Giler marah juga kat di sana sebab ramai budak2 berbanding orang tua. Ade 1 couple ni, anak dia siap ditepek cool fever kat dahi, pastu dibawa shopping pula. Istighfar lagi, semoga kami bukan begitu...

Beli juadah berbuka puasa seawal jam 4 petang. hehe, terkejut pakcik kat Rasa tu.


Pengajaran: Jangan tergoda, kawal nafsu anda semasa membeli-belah :D

A second chance..

Yup, saya accident semalam. Shocking but true.
It felt just like a dream.. Macam xpercaye..

Ceritanye bermula masa driving nak pegi ofis. Tempat keramatnye slope Jalan Istana menuju Tol Sg. Besi depan TUDM tu. The rain had stopped. The road was slippery. I was on the fast lane. Suddenly,this car in front of me made an emergency brake.
Damn!! I was unable to stop the car on time and my car hit the car in front.

Habislar aku.. Panik sesangat..

I stopped my car when I saw the driver came out of his car. (Mesti kemek teruk punyer la, sebab langgar keta mahal ni.. His is a Toyota Altis)

So I went out to look at the damage I made..
(Dalam hati ,ok ke ni stop kat fastlane.. xpe kot,ade laki cina berdiri atas divider jage traffic sebab ada accident rupanya depan tu)

Fuh, lega siut sebab my plat number patah n kereta depan ni tak kemek skit pun..
I looked from the sideways, there wasn't a dent at his bumper. But this guy claim that his car boot couldn't shut properly..

So, I said..
"Kecik jer ni encik.saya bayar lah sekarang"
This guy dengan muka berlagak ni berkata
"Saya nak tunggu kawan saya datang"

Echeh, kecik camtu pun nak tunggu kawan datang. Gay ape.

Takut die nak mintak lebih, I called Papa for advice..

Baru je sempat cakap "Papa,yaya ni", ade keta laju hit my car from the back, and my car hit me..

Oh my, I was hit by own car....

I was thrown to other side of the road. I felt like flying. In the split moment I can see the sky, the birds.. Matahari baru nak naik because when it happened, it was not even 7 o'clock yet..

I thought I was going to die..

I recited the syahadah and hoping that I will be given a second chance to see my loved ones one last time.. I closed my eyes..

I hit hard on the ground. Luckily I landed on a very narrow kerb at the opposite side of the road.. (I was on the fast lane remember?)

The fussy driver kneeled beside me, asking whether I'm ok. I was half shouted and half crying saying I'm not ok. I had no shoes on. My tudung pun dah tercabut..

And I was lucky again, my phone landed safely on the kerb and Ma was still on the line. I told her, I was hit by a car, my own car. and sobbing non-stop.

She asked me to calm down and keep myself conscious.. She will come to see me as fast as possible.. I kept on crying like a kid whom lost a kitten.. I looked at my car and I cried even more.. And at the same time, I felt very sleepy..

Still crying, I checked for bruises other than on my leg and both feet..
I had no difficulty in breathing and I didn't feel nauseous.. (something I learned during the pbsm classes)

I guess, I'm ok and so damn lucky..

If I had landed on the road, I may have been dead or crippled till death..

Then this Indian guy introduced himself to me as Jay.. He's the runner for a tow-truck company..
He said I couldn't stay there, it's very dangerous. He offered to carry me to the other side of the road since I couldn't walk at all..

And he did carry me crossing 6 lanes of heavy traffic road and put me on his car bonnet..

I just sat there no longer crying..

I put on my tudung..

I smsed my colleague saying I couldn't make it to the office.

I smsed Wan saying I was hit by a car.

Then I just stared at my damaged car..

At the same lane, a few metres back, there was another accident..

Giler lah..

Ma called and said that the ambulance was on it's way. The guy driver and his gay friend just stood a few metres away from me.

I was angry at that guy. dari patah plat number je, langsung jadi accident teruk.. He came again asking if I'm ok..

I just shook my head and I wasn't even looking at him.

I insisted Jay to bring my handbag.. I need my IC to the hospital.

The ambulance came.
Seperti ayat paramedic dalam tv:
1) Does your chest feel painful?
2) Do you suffer difficulties in breathing?
3) Do you feel nauseous?
4) Can u move your arms n legs?
-->I moved my arms n legs..
He checked my BP and pulse..
last question:
Can u walk to the ambulance?

I was sent to HUKM.. Arrived at 7.30, 11 and 1/2 hours later baru dapat balik. A&E yang tersangat slow tahap siput. Kalau pergi kat outpatient pun mungkin lebih cepat..

Wound dressing pun, pukul 6 baru buat..
Sume luke dah kering pun. Pasir2 pada luka tu terpaksa ditonyoh dengan gauze untuk dihilangkan. Menjerit2 dalam hati, punyelah sakit amat sampai mengalir air mata.

I suffer from a fracture bone of my left toe..
I couldn't move my right leg. The x-ray showed no broken bones..
So it must be the muscle..
Big long bruises on my stomach and my left thigh.. (Oh,parut...)
Buat 2x ultra sound in case of internal bleeding at my uterus or kidneys.
Dpt 7hr MC..

tak dapat pegi tapisan halus hari ni..

That's my story.
Something I wont forget for the rest of my life..

Cuti lagi...

I'm taking leave for 3days starting tomorrow till Monday.. I'm going back to KB attending my cousin's wedding..

I've been sick for almost 2 weeks now.. I miss my cute babyish voice *ahaks*..
Although it may not sound a bit like Siti's, I miss my old voice.. I've been having this croaky sexy one since last Thursday..

So I safely went and came back from Genting.. I brought Ma along..
The course was drop dead boring.. Law and I will never click together..
Anyway, the course was a good way introducing me to the group I'll be working with later since I never got a proper introduction to the group..

Well, the bad news is, my back mirror wiper was stollen..
geram thp dewa dewi!!
Of all the luxury cars yg dtg Genting nk berjudi sakan, wiper keta aku yang jadi mangsa..

I was even more sick when I got back home on Wednesday afternoon..
I went to KK kt umah tu but doc tu sgguh kedekut.. bagi aku cuti sehari jer..
padahal, aku datang dengan demam, suara seksi katak ni, n die siap
soh buat blood test sebab suspected denggi, sehari je cuti die bagi!!

The next day, amik EL lar..
Rest through the wiken, but still demam on Monday..
Lutut plak sakit cam aritu.. Telan Voltren lar nak ilang sakit..
Badan aku untuk bln August is sgguh toksik..
PCM 3hr sekali for almost a week, antibiotik for 5days, Voltren plak..

Since Yati is gone for almost a month,my boss pun amik cuti!!
Siap pegi kursus!!!
Sume keje dump on me..

HELP...

Suara pun xkuar bile bercakap..

Rase sgguh xsehat arini..
I'm having that time of the month n seluruh kepala rase sakit.. Nak balik!!

oh, oh, harini I lost rm50..
sedih!! tak tau cicir kat mne..
Rm50 is my meal kat ofis for a month!
punyer la berjimat cermat bulan ni sebab banyak bercuti, birthdays and weddings..
tup tap, ilang wiper n duit rm50..
geram sgguh..

ngadu kt Ma, her words always comfort me.. If she's gone, kat sape lagi la nk ngadu..
Ngadu is one thing and the words you received later is another..
ngadu je but tak dapat respon, serik dah nak cakap ape2..

Oh well, life goes on...

O'oh..

Ok, O'oh I just made my boss mad at me..
*freaking*

I was in a happy2 mood today..
He is coming back and I'll be meeting him after work..
--->sekali beli hadiah kawin Ayu+Farah since we cant attend their wedding reception..
So,kul5, dah packing baanrg and whoosh,I'll b gone..
Kan best if I can disapparate and apparate..
And I finally have the Harry Potter book with me and I plan to read it during the long lunch break..
See, happy2 mood...

The story begins when,
my boss asked me to contact this Timb Pengarah sekian2 tnye perkembangan
this one thing..Okay...
--->Nk contact Timb Pengarah pun dah kecut perut tau tadi..

Everything went fine.. Then I told my boss what this Timb Pengarah told me..
Well, it seems that there's a contradiction between what my boss
and what the Timb Pngarah said.. My boss asked me to contact that guy again and tell him his decision..
--->My boss xagree la dengan what this TP said to me just now..

*O'oh, cuak dah*

Takkan la I have to tell this TP caamtu..mcm kureng sesuwei jer..
Aku ni pegawai bawahan jer..jd messenger..
Slps berbincang dgn pegawai2 yg berpengalaman about it,
I decided to talk to my boss again and tell him nicely that it is more proper if
he inform the TP himself what he thinks about the matter..

*Bismillahhirahma nirrahim*
--->bersedia utk dimarahi..

Pang! kene marah..

Cara die ckp tu,seolah2 I'm not reliable to do this one simple work.. I'm not supposed to b the one doing it in the 1st place..

I dont mind a bit calling the TP, tapi discussion tu patut antara boss n boss, put myself in the middle as his messenger..

Susah hati lepas kuar dari bilik boss tadi.
I was right.. He's avoiding to meet the super big boss..
*sedih*

I confided at one of the PSU, die ckp he's like that..
He wants to avoid the shitty argument, therefore he asked his subordinates instead..
n die ni boss yang pendendam, die akan ingat..
*freaking lagi*

takut wey,nanti markah penilaian tahunan aku die bg ckit..

However,die dah memang marah..

What is done, is done..

What the hell..

Death..

What is it about death that people fear so much?
Of course death itself is a word people wouldn't dare to say it so many times..
Muslims believe that death was fated from the day we were born..

It is all fated from the beginning.
(I guess most of us watch Final Destination)
We believe in afterlife where every good and bad thing we did are measured equally. We were thought to always be prepared for death..

What I fear most is dying alone because of an unexpected death.
(Of course I fear that I'm not fully prepared to face death and
the life after that) I fear I'm not able to tell my loved ones how much I love them one last time, or give them the last hug..

Sis said I'm the most patient one in the family..
(If u say so ;)
I guess, I never get mad easily.. because whenever I feel like getting angry with the one I love, I'll start thinking, what if this is the last time
I'll be speaking to him/her and the last word that came out of my mouth is
something that hurt her feeling badly. Then my anger will subside automatically..

Dr.House once said in one of the episodes, (I write it with my own words),
comparing a sudden death or getting a fatal illness like final stage cancer,
fatal illness wouldn't be that bad.. At least, your last bit of your life are spent with your loved ones.. If you suddenly died because of an unexpected death, everyone around you will live a life full of regrets..
I couldn't agree more..
(but I'm not saying getting cancer is ok. Nauzubillah)

He told me last night his mother is diagnosed with lungl cancer stage 3.. Doctors are hoping that her body still response to medication
and chemo is the last resort..

I cried when I 1st heard this from him.. I know how much his mom means to him,
and knowing that she has so little time to live.. He has to be strong and so am I therefore I can keep on giving moral support to him, and stand by his side whenever he needs me..

Getting neglected is await and I know this is not the time to be selfish..
I am no longer one of his top priorities because his mother is the only priority..
I can understand that but I hope I'm strong enough..

I pray I have the will to keep US going..

How much longer can I stand..

Yesterday was a disaster..
I had a flat tyre and my phone was out of battery.
It was not totally flat but punctured and it can still manage a few km to a gas station.. I changed my plan of going to the netball training that evening..

I am not familiar with Putrajaya area so looking for a gas station took almost 20mins..
Sebenarnye dalam hati tu panic sangat2 but I tried to stay calm..
Lepas tyr dah kembong kembali, I started my journey back home..

Jam, jam, jam…

Nsk elak Jln Istana, masuk Loke Yew, jam jgk..
Nak elak Jln Kinabalu, masuk Jln Raja Laut, lagi teruk jam nyer..
So I ended up arriving home 10mins before 8..
With a flat tyre..
*sigh*

Anyway, Alhamdulillah, I manage to get home without having to change the tyre by the side road.. Phew...