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chiey-pulp and a mohawk ^^

Friday, June 17, 2011,

it has been a long tyme since i last stepped into a commuter. i didnt even know, there's a women coach until a friend of mine came back from Russia and told me so. dahsyat kan thp my ketingalan zaman. so yesterday, pulp n i went on the commuter to seremban. the main task sbb nk pg kedai poster. mmg boley email je, but being me, i wont b happie unless i can c the person incharge of the poster. lgpown it's better, i can give them better description of what i want. the women coach mmg really helpful, but it's really annoying nmpk guys dlm tuh. obviouslie they are lack of gray matter. pervert kot. da nampak sume pmpuan, lgy nk masok.

lps one hour journey, pijak pown bumi seremban kan. dkt stesen tu, mohawk jempowt. pg kedai poster, teman mohawk beli mp3, merepek2 sikit, then pgy rumah ibu pulp. honestly, all the way to the house, im so friggin' nervous. ye la, i dont know what to expect. the nite b4, pulp said it's a typical 'kampong' house. to me, kampong house means, stilts, planks, no electricity, and no water supply. ha3. forgive me, sy xde kampong ye. even though kate balek kmpong, we actually went back to a place made of bricks n looks nearly the same as our house here. so mcm experience of sleeping in true kampong house, i mmg null in that. when we reached the front gate, there, i saw it, the yellow wooden house, stood so alone on top of a small hill. the front gate was wide open.

when i entered, i mmg amazed la. mmg laen dari my so called rumah kampong. somewhere deep in me, i started to doubt myself whether i can make it through the night. im not a spoil brat ye, tp ade certain things that im afraid of that existed in the house. but still, i show no mercy to myself. act normal je la kan. lpas mohawk drop us n dye kate dye nk balek, i nearly said, BRING ME ALONG WITH U, IM NOT STAYING HERE! but i kept my mouth shut. pastu sedar i have no towel, naseb bek mohawk kate mlm nnty when he picked us up for dinner, he'll bring along his towel. boley pinjam. ok, lega. xleyh byg x mandi the whole day.

so, we stayed in the house, bored, doing nothing except fell asleep for a few hours, i read a few pages of the book i brought along, stared blankly at the tv, n did nothing. lastly around 6pm, pulp ajak pusing2 kampowng. without hesitation, i agreed. omg! sgt seronok! jalan2 smpai kedai runcit. mcm biase, i'll try to kejar2 ayam. cari lembu, tp xde. the roads were narrow but inviting.

pastu infront of the house ade this swing (the last tyme i saw one, was when i was 7). sronok! nk naek, tp mcm takot. so tgk pulp je naek.

there, bergmba dpn rumah. the feeling was diff than when i first arrived at the front gate. part of me, da mcm boleyh sesuaikn diri. im not scared to take my steps anymore. it's like, i know the house oready, n i know how welcoming it is despite its appearance.

lawa kan view dye? not the person tu ye. the VIEW! can u find this in kl? mimpi lah.

lepas pusing kampong, n tgkp2 gamba, we waited for maghrib. lps solat, tunggu mohawk dtg. sbb mohawk n i puase kan, so dye dgn baek atynye nk bw pergy berbuke. after all, ibu pulp xde kat rumah, so we kindda run out of food. after ronde ntah mane2, at last mohawk kate dye nk bwk kte makan kat tmpt dye biase lepak. i, part makan2 ni, x bnyk complain. asal halal, mne pown boleyh. sbb dari kecik, abah marah kalu memilih. boley kna tengking kaw2 punye. jd this tempat lepak mohawk was talking about, is a warong kind of place, right SEBELAH KUBUR! honestly. from the seats we were seating, i can c all those tombstones.

mohawk n i had nasi goreng cina, while pulp had kuew teow. the foods were CHEAP n gyler bnyk! ok, kat cni, pulp dgn bahagie mulekan operasi mmbahan me. untill my ears turned hot n i can feel my cheeks blushing. smpai panas2 muke (bkn sbb marah, tp maloo)

after berbuke, we decided nk pgy taman (lupe name), sbb da makan bnyk sgt. so, pgy la this one taman. serius lawa gyler. tp x leyh lame kat situ, sbb pak guard tu kate da nk tutup. sedeyh! naseb bek smpat maen swings, n take a few shots on the same bench.

tolak2 plak dye.

ape pandang2? ade utang?

(gengster kan? ha3)

around 10.30, we called it a day. mohawk dropped us at rumah ibu pulp. i was surprised to see ibu. she wasnt like the person i expected to be. she looked so welcoming. she's so friendly and chatty. and just by looking at her, u feel like telling her stuffs u never told anybody. but of course, i sat there quietly looking at pulp n her ibu exchanging stories. they havent met each other nearly 6 years. it's fun to look at them talking. all i did was smiled really wide in my heart.

that nite, i slept only like 1-2 hours. i couldnt really shut my eyes. i was too worried kalu cicak2 ats ceiling tu jatuh. bcoz b4 we slept, one of them felled, naseb baek x jatuh ats ktorg. i ran like a maniac! so i ended up, staring at the ceiling all nite. lpas subuh, bile da terang, cicak da hlg, bru i can shut my eyes. but of course, not for long. sbb da jnji ngn mohawk, he gonna send us back to the train station at 10.30 am.

even thought i did not get enough sleep, i was happy that i was there, in that house that nite. that nite, while pulp n i were lying side by side staring at the ceiling (me observing the movements of the lizards), we shared stories. things that not many of my friends know about me. things that i have witnessed through my years of growing up. things that i never spill to others bcoz im scared of the impressions they will have on my family. but that nite, somehow, we talked about it. thank u pulp, for being there to listen. n i believe, everything said, will remain between us.

the next morning, mohawk came, well, 30 minutes later then he promised but that's good. coz it gave me extra tyme to sleep. ibu has gone to work, around 6am. when i 1st arrived, i thought i cant wait 2 get home, but today, as we locked the front door, took our stuffs with us, saying goodbye to the house, i realised, it wasnt that bad after all. most importantly, i have proved myself that, no matter how scared i am, there's always way to find comfort. i just need to look at it harder. n maybe, i shouldnt b thinking too much.

nway, before we left, we took a few shots infront of the house before the big farewell.

he said he looked macho here. so, being a good person, i'll say,
YE, MACHO LA TU :)

manje kan?? ha3.

thanx pulp for having me over, thanx for tolerating me (u know what i meant kan. hehehehehe). thanx jugak to ibu for the hospitality. i felt guilty x dpt bg ape besides the ubat nyamuk yg lingkar2 tuh.

n x lupe, mohawk a.k.a Mr.F.

thanx for bringing us around. thanx for the jokes and the good laugh. thanx for the towel n of course... the selendang. :)

(bnyk plak thanx nye ha)

when i shut the car's door, i refused to turn back to even wave goodbye. i walked straight toward the station. deep in me i wished, the two days fun would never end. but of course, every good things, will come to a stop. still, the experience gained, a lifetime keeper!

n oh, thank you Allah, for keeping us safe while we were there.