Just imagine…one hot day, Yah (my roommate) and I, went to the Section 17, to buy bus ticket for this mid semester holiday… After meeting with my supervisor that morning, I call Yah to tell her that I am ready to go to the Section 17, and we decided to meet at the Bus Stop Mawar…Before that, I was thinking of “The Mexico Bun” and I dropped by at the Dataran Cendekia, and bought one Mexico Bun, and four pieces of Donuts…Then, I waited for Yah and when Yah arrived, I ask her, whether she has One Ringgit for Rapid Bus Ticket…she nodded and she gave me one ringgit…not long after that, the Rapid bus arrived, and the journey to the Section 17 began…
Thanks to Allah, because there are tickets to Muar, although 2 days more, it was a holiday time, and we decided to buy the ticket, Yah said, her father will fetch us at Muar…When I want to pay for the bus ticket that cost RM15, suddenly, my wallet wasn’t there (in my bag)…I said to Yah, “Eh, yah…nampak wallet aku tak?” Yah said that she didn’t saw my wallet since we met at the Bus stop…and, only this question was in my mind, “Mana aku letak aku pnye wallet, ek?” Luckily, Yah brought extra money, and I owe her at that time…
But, the strange is my heart doesn’t feel anything bad…usually, when anything bad happens, my heart start beating faster…then, I went through at the Donut’s Shop, and ask the shopkeeper, whether I left my wallet on that shop…and she said NO…
At my room, Ema, (also my roommate) asked me to sekat my ATM card, and she gave me the number of Bank Islam…after a voice machine and several of instructions that I keyed in, then, one operator answered me:
Me: Hmm, saya nak sekat sy punye kad ATM la…
Abang Operator: Ok, boleh bg awak punye no, IC?
Me: 870620-01-****
Abang Operator: Ok, Cik Azyan ye? Nak sekat sementara ke, nak sekat terus?
Me: Tak tau plak ek, sebab wallet saya hilangla…
Dengan pantasnye, si Abang Operator nih jawab,
Abang Operator: Kalau macam tuh, saya sekat terusla eh? Lepas nih, Cik Azyan sila datang ke cawangan BIMB berhampiran, untuk proses buat kad ATM baru…
Then, at 2.10 pm, I went to the QMT337 class as usual, as nothing was happened…after 4 o’clock, I went to the HEA, (at my faculty) and ask whether someone that really2 kind has returned my wallet to the faculty (based on my student ID)…
This is the LUCKY part, when, the akak at the HEA, talked to me:
Akak tuh said: Ohh, wallet awakla nih? Sapa nama???
And I answered the questions with smile on my face…that akak at the HEA siap asked me my IC number to prove that, the wallet was mined…
Thanks Allah, because I am being lucky on that time, and thanks to the person that returned my wallet to the HEA of my faculty…thanks again…
Then, I went to Bank Islam at Batu Pahat to renew my ATM card with Dian (my cousin and my friend since childhood), after filled in the form, I got a brand new ATM card, with no charge, that means, free of charge…huhuhu save my pocket...
the old ATM card...
the brand new Bank Islam ATM card...
After that, I went to BP Mall with Dian…there, I bought a “pimple pin” at Sinma, and wanted to buy a shoes, but, as usual, when the shoe fits my taste, the size doesn’t fit me well…haha
My cousin, Dian start asking me whether I am single or not…haha one simple question, but cause a lot of thinking…then, I asked her, why she asking me like that?...she said, she dream of me: I want to get married the next day, but I didn’t tell her about my wedding, and she felt disappointed because of that…
Talk about being “single and available”, my friends usually ask the same questions to me when we met, “Eh yan, takkan takde yg punye?” then, comes another one, “Yela, takkan single je kot?” haha “ko nih, perahsia sgt la…story la sket” and bla, bla, bla…if I said, I am sick of this question, and even my friends start acting like “agen pencari jodoh” for me, I am started to ask, “Is it wrong for being single?”
For me, I don’t think that was wrong…maybe, it just about time and the right guy…like I always said to my friends, “Kalau ada, ada lah...aku canang2 kan satu Malaysia nt…” ahaks, and it was a poyo statement from me…
Love? What is LOVE? Love is cinta? Cinta is love? Haha actually, I love this songs, “Jason Mraz, I am yours”….the melody and the lyrics sound good to me…my sister-in-law asked me to download the song, and then, I started to find the lyrics, and the song played on my play list, repeatedly in a day…ahaks…
I think, Love, Relations and Lucky, are the “greatest gift” from Allah…and I think, too much for now, too much of writing, story and words…enough for this entry…(feel sleepy, even after a cup of Nescafe)…haha
2 comments:
aha.. kutuk aku dulu ilang wallet... ko pon sama.. kah kah kah...
jiwang la azyan.
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