“KITA HANYA MERANCANG, TUHAN YANG MENENTUKAN”
cliche as it sounds, it was indeed the best line to summarize what happened to me yesterday.
first of all, i missed my flight to balik kampung!! my flight was supposed to be at 7.15am yesterday, and tini woke me up at 5.50. i didn’t hear my alarm! even hajar did not wake up. panic attack!!! we all got dressed (yes, tak mandi!!) and tini drove me to sentral, hoping to find an airasia kiosk for me to check-in, which would leave us about one hour to get to LCCT. fingers crossed, hajar and me ran like nobody’s business in sentral, just to find no kiosk there. and that’s it, i missed my flight!
then i thought: not another day in KL!! so i asked tini to take me to pudu to look for a bus ticket. counters were not opened yet, but i saw a ticket counter across the street and bought a ticket to alor star, which cost me RM40 (bloody hell, cekik darah!) the bus was at 7.30am so we had time to go back, take a shower and perform subuh prayer.
at 7.30am, there was no sight of the bus yet. i was praying to God: please don’t let this be a scam! thankfully, the bus came at about 8.00, only to depart at 8.30am. so there i was, in a bus headed home, though i’ve planned months ago not to travel back in a bus during fasting month.
the bus dropped some passengers in butterworth and resumed the journey. suddenly it came to a halt. the bus broke down somewhere in sungai petani! not again! what can be worse than this?? so the waiting game began. we had to wait for either the mechanic or any bus with empty seats. it was not a long wait, after about half an hour i hopped into the second bus that came by, and off i went to alos star.
my sister-in-law was already on the way to pick me up from alor star. suddenly i got a text from her…her car also broke down, and she’s also stranded! what?? she had to wait for our uncle to pick her up and there was no way she could come and get me. that was it. that was the worst thing that happened. and i was so close to home.
but it was not too bad. when i reached alor star, i took another bus to kangar, though i had to wait for a while for it to get moving. and in the end, close to 6.00pm i reached home finally, with a great relief from my worried mother, just in time to buka puasa.
well what can i say. it’s indeed some obstacles for me this ramadhan but looking at the bright side, i reached home safely. that’s what matters.
and it’s sure good to be home.
EID MUBARAK EVERYONE. MAAF ZAHIR BATIN!!!
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