Anyway last saturady, saw me at KLCC in the wee hours of morning. This time with Faiz in tow, for his PMR tuition sponsored by Petronas. He was quite disappointed because one of his girlfriends could not join in the classes with him. Wasnt my fault... Her mom was 'too busy' to fill the form and submit to HR. He also told me that his current 'hotstuff' did not like him to go to the classes.. "Faiz, you are handsome, nanti mesti ada girl lain yang suka you"... Adeh.. sedihnya, bakal mak mertua ni dengar. But Faiz being the filial son, went.
While Faiz had his classes, I stayed in office clearing my stuff. Faiz's class ended quite late and he was hungry, so off we went to Burger King for a burger and endless drink.
Arrived home with plans to rest. Sent Faizal off to wash the car and fill the tank/tires. Tried to take a nap, but knowing that I had not packed, it just did not happened. Instead, I took a bath and packed my bags. Then checked Azri's things. OMG, this boy is packed to the teeth, meaning he only left the kitchen sink and fridge... Exxageration lah..
Ohhh.. I really, really dread driving down south. I am headed to Malacca. Azri is being registered into KMJ (read: Kolej Matrikulasi Johor). Drove on and went smacked into a 4-laned traffic jam just before the Seremban toll. Damn... I was tired and hungry (since I only ate fries for lunch) and then I remembered the biscuits I bought for Azri. Told Khairin to look for the biscuits and we had a biscuit party in the car. Thought the jam was caused by the traffic going towards the Seremban toll but oh no... it continued even after the Port Dickson toll and only eased off after the Senawang toll. Nope.. no accident or cars breaking down on either side of the road. Curses... #@$%^
Reached Malacca just as the evening fades into nite. But I had to wait for Dodah coming from Muar. Yes, I am dragging CikGu Mardiah to accompany me the next day. So how did I introduced her to my sister (I was overniting at my sister's house)? Hehehe.. Ask CikGu lah..
That night, I had a restless night; could not sleep. It was SO VERY HOT.. There were 3 of us stucked in the room and only 1 tiny fan oscillating. The Mozzies were having a feast on me (at least). Even a cold shower at 1.30am did not help. And before I realised it.. the alarm went off and we had to get up.
After breakfast, we headed off to Tangkak. That is where KMJ is located. Dod drove. I was sleepy. Reached Tangkak quite early (or so we thought), but there were many, many cars there already. Managed to get the car parked. Asked Azri to proceed with the Registration while we waited, but he was obviously blurred. Almost shouted at him to ask those smart attired assistants. Long sleeve shirt and tie, in the hot sun. Kesian nya budak2 ni.
Azri came back and said he has got his room keys but his room is wayyyyyy so far away. So can Mama please drive the car nearer to where his room is. OK lah, Mama obliged. Had to go one whole circle, back to the entrance and towards where Azri thought his room was. Azri is VERY2 skema and blurr.. either on purpose or otherwise. I asked him "is this the block" (coming to the 1st block), and he said, "no..no.. the next one".. But just as I drove past the block, he stared at it and said "Mama.. block yang tadi lah". Wahhhh... anak ku.. ingat Mama dia boleh nak reverse the car ke.. (There was a long queue behind me).. tak kan nak tawaf lagi sekali. So Mama made a quick decision to try and park the car between these two other cars. Kalau side parking, BKSE ni masuk ngam-ngam, ie bumper-to-bumper. So what did this KL-licensed-BKSE (4x4, remember) do? Panjat divider and parked on kerb lah.. apa lagi.!!!
Quickly grabbed as much luggage (Me, Dod and Azri) and scooted off to his room before any guards could ask me to park elsewhere. Notorious me.. Huhuhuhu.. Azri took us one whole round and I whispered to Dod, "isnt that where the car was just now?" Yup!, tak de lah jauh from where I was parked initially. Aduhai anak ku... We got to his room, and saw all his roommates where already there. Told Azri that I wasnt going down to get his other luggage. HE will have to managed all by himself. Overheard an anxious mother saying, "Ehh! Bilik ni campur ke?", thinking Dod was the student and not Azri. Hahahah.. ada ke patut, bak kata Waheeda. Takut jugak Mak budak tu. Takut anak dia di goda CikGu Mardiah. (Sorry Dod.. just can help it.. LOL). We explained to Anxious-Mother, that Dod is just the kakak and not the student. And that the girls are in a different block very far away.
Did I say, how much things Azri got? He had two sports bags of luggage and 4 boxes of God-knows-what, 1 pail full of things he needs for laundry and bath and 1 laundry basket PLUS 2 plastic bags of goodies. And all the Kolej gave was a bed, a table/chair and a cupboard. ONE CUPBOARD ONLY..
Initially we left Azri to unpack alone, but he was going at such a snail pace, that both Dod and I decided to take over. The college provided the kids with bedsheet (tapi dalam list suruh bawak bedsheet jugak!!) So dah lah berlebih barang. Azri also packed extra blankets and towels. Macam mana nak buat? EX-boarding school experience helps.
After 1 hour, we managed to pack ALL of Azri's things, made his bed, and tucked all the extra luggage/bags and things on his cupboard.
The other 3 boys in the room were Johorians, one from Kota (Tinggi), another from Johor (Bahru) and another.. I did not get the exact location tapi budak MRSM Jasin. Hehehe.. Dod and I went over to him and asked "You, MARA Jasin?" "Ni super senior you.", pointing to Dod. "Is CikGu Ahadiah still there? She is my cousin." And Nazri went.. "Ohhh.. patut lah, memang ada rupa dia." Hahaha.. small world.
Just as the announcement went again for the "Taklimat Waris", I told Azri I was leaving and for him to listen to the taklimat and sms me whatever he needed. So.. we (Dod and I) headed to TANGKAK.
TANGKAK is synonym to a kain-ela heaven. I am sure all the outstation moms will be stopping there later. But before we started shopping, we had to fill our already-growling stomach. What else to eat but Mee Muar (or Mee Bandung as it is called else where). Memang sedap giler... I was also eyeing the telur pindang.
Then after only 4 shops, we bought some materials and headed back to Malacca. After lunch (my sister made Soup Tulang and Sambal goreng), we rested and then headed home. Dod back to Muar and me and Khairin back to KL. Arrived home after 1.5 hours of driving.. OK gak.
Btw, Thank you Sweetheart for the petrol and toll money.
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Story later about "Pre-Retirement Workshop and Reunion". Tired.
