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chapter 2.5

as usual, no pictures yet. not from me at least lah. anyways, after the wedding ceremony all of us relax2 first. then around 3 w.i.b, we went out to sarina shopping complex where dad bought one pathetic shirt. it was damn ex lah! but she still managed to do some heavy shopping there. Guess what we shopped on?? CHOCOLATES!! GOODIES!! FOOD!! so it was snacks bonanza for our family. we literally bought almost everything that was on the shelves. and kak norls, kak dilla and me were going crazy over teh botol sostro. funny giler seh. after shopping, we went back. guess wat? we stopped by cik ana's super bloody huge house! i tell u she's a billionaire man. well, her husband is lah anyway. and her children will be inheriting all 7 cars which they have, one of which was a mers and 2 others were huge aviantes! wth! and lucky for us we got to play with their cats! i thought her house was a cat's zoo or something. and trust me it was. they had a huge space dedicated for the playroom of the cats. IT WAS AS BIG AS MY LIVING ROOM! after all the hoohas, we left in a dazed mood and all of us girls were filling up application forms to be married to the prince charles and prince william of indonesia! it was funny the way were talking like they weren't our cousins that we wanted to get married to. hahahahahhhaaas. so the trip back was just as bumpy but not as long or as wet as the trip to the shopping complex. reached home bout 8 w.i.b. oh btw, a trip to the shopping complex was like driving up from s'pore to malacca! it was that long! seriously man.

anyway, got back and felt a mood change at bik yam's home. like everyone was excited to go out and buy fruits! FRUITS FOR GOD'S SAKES! i think they stayed indoors too long already lah. so, we went out again. the whole bunch of us, my family, kak norls and kak dillah, despite the tiredness we suffer from the earlier trip. and after going to the fruit complex, some of the makciks wanted to eat durians. actually it was wak harun and wife who started it. so we went to the chinatown of jakarta. that place was dirty. trust me. they were selling viagras and other what nots to increase a man's prowness in bed. ON THE STREETS!!! i'm stumped. luckily my bro and wak harun's son weren't inquisitive enough to ask what they were. i would me stunned to silence. man. so they ate their durian medan asli in peace and ate and ate. and even bought some home! altogether, the singaporean crew ate up a total of 20 durians or so i was told! wah! one thing was happening there as most of them were eating the fattening durian. all were getting food poisoning. but no one realised. my mum, younger bro, kak dilla, me and wak nah didn't eat a bite. luckily we didn't. i didn't eat it coz i felt too nauseous from looking at the shop which sold every part of a cobra and a lizard for medicinal purposes, right behind the durian shop! wth! mum just had the sixth sense that something bad was there and just didn't have the "feel" of eating durians. on the way back, everyone was complimenting the quality of the durians and how much i wasted the oppotunity to taste the forbidden fruit. seems to me now, i didn't miss anything. in fact, i avoided something bad. something very, very bad.

chapter 3

so as every reader already know, all hell broke loose the next day. it was the day we, my family and kak norls' family, were due back in s'pore. it was the day wak hasnah fell terribly sick. my mum gave her all of our family's important pills, the ones we kept for emergencies such as this. so that day, most of the family woke up early to go somewhere. i can't remember where. my family remained behind. the reasons are,
1. we didn't have sufficient funds coz most of it went to the travelling costs and "others"
2. mum didn't feel like going anywhere coz she was fed up with dad, for causing the "others" to occur.
so we ended up waiting at home. talking, crapping, packing and doing other what nots. that was when i learnt that wak harun's son isn't a saint. he's actually v.v rude, for a guy who's in kindergarden talking to everyone, even he's elders using kau and aku. it's just too much for me to handle. anyway. around 4 w.i.b we started off for the airport. everyone was hugging and saying goodbyes and we got lots and lots to bring home! and the cars was filled with people who wanted to send us off. actually if it was possible, everyone wanted to be at the airport. so we had to leave some of them disappointed. then at the airport, i begged mum to buy A&W! long time no eat. missed the waffels and coneydog. wasted the coneydog was out of stock! really wanted it. but i'm thankful for the dunkin donuts and the chicken strips which mum bought for me. at least, it wasn't so bad. and the airplane trip? well, coincidence happen. one after another! 1stly was my seat on the plane. it was the same bloody seat. 2 seats away from window seat. so, at the back of my head i was going like," if the 2 guys who were there earlier was there it wouldn't be so sad for me," then it happen. the 2 guys appeared out of nowhere. ON THE SAME PLANE AS ME! hahahhaa. coincidence no.2. then got on the plane. the feeling was just, de-javu! whatever siti! but truly, i wouldn't say it if it wasn't true. then we chat. found out they had different seats. tooo bad ain't it? then on the plane, the 2 seats were occupied by 2 indonesian women, who apparently sat on the seats in front but didn't want to do so coz there was a guy on the outermost seat. weird? u ask me? lols. anyway, they sat on my bros' seats so had a seating arrangement change and then! jeng,jeng,jeng.... they allowed me the WINDOW SEAT!!! i was like saying thanks over and over again. really lah. took pictures every step of the way. the sight was breath-taking!i was overjoyed. and the food served was better! probably because this time they didn't take it away from us too quickly or maybe because of my over-excitedness!! anyways...hehehhe. end of story already? awwww man >< i realised the journey was very short actually. lesser than an hour. what made it feel longer was the direct change in timings between both countries! so anyway...end of story. end of my debts. but i'm gonna post another blog. to tell you about the recent happenings in my life. i know you know what i know, but i bet you bet you don't know what i really know, you know?! lols. try figure that tongue-twister out!

a weekend of jakar-YATA!!

so. it was a superbly fun weekend. and everyone knows how much i love weddings. not to add, 2 weddings were carried out at the same time! and i was on another foreign land beside malaysia to witness and record and glamourise the entire affair!! woootttsss. YATA! so you want to know what happened from the time we left home which was about 4.45pm s.t? btw s.t means singapore time and w.i.b. means waktu indonesia barat.

1st chapter
so anyways, cepats-cepats get out of the house and frantically catch a cab. the check-in closes at 5 and we had to reach the airport in 10 mins. so told the taxi driver to hurry up a lil. i think he maybe a lil pissed. afterall, this family of 5 came out of nowhere like a whirlwind and came ambushing at him with piles of luggage all crammed inside the small lil taxi. we didn't have time to put our bags at the back and waste more time unlugging it later. reached changi airport 3 more minutes to 5. ran to the check-in place where wak harun and wak pari were already waiting for us. actually, they had already call us on the way, causing us to panic all the way there. lols:)) but panicking was fun for me. it helped me forget all the bad problems i had at home and outside of it. it made me forget what day it was. it made me forget the reason why i had to go to the airport under such short time! haha. all that was in my brain was, "can't this taxi go faster? another minute has passed. we're gonna miss our flight," imagine home alone 1 and 2. we were exactly like them. anyways, when we got there, we realised that wak anjang and his whole family wasn't there yet. i was like, OH NO!! and then we saw them strolling in like the world owes them the time. i was like waving and waving, hoping they'll walk faster. then overheard wak harun saying the gate will really close at 5.15pm and its ok if they walk slow. in my heart i was screaming. my family could have died on the way there and they were like saying those things only then. wth. ok, so anyways. met with the rest at 5.30 at C23 gate where the plane was already there and loading up passangers bags. took lots of pics there. everyone called me the jakon-ist. i didn't care. i was a tourist:) duh... anyways got on the plane. oh something about my seat. it was 44H. an economy class seat. 2 seats away from the window seat. and i got the very same seat on both the flight to and fro jakarta. coincidence? or maybe luck? i don't know. not into superstitions. anyways, there was this 2 guys who were on the 2 seats next to me. and i kept looking across them to peep outside the window and take photos.
they said," why didn't you say earlier? we could have switched places."
and i was like,"oh nemind ah. its ok."
they were like,"next time if we got on the same plane again, we'll switch places k?"

i was beaming already. fyi, on this trip there were a lot of coincidence. wonder why i told you about that particular coincidence? i will tell you later. in the 3rd chapter of this blog. so anyways, the trip from singapore to indonesia wasn't all that long. about a one and a half hour journey away. considering the lift off was at 5.45pm s.t and we reached there at about 7.50pm w.i.b. but i'll tell you something. the ride there was super bumpy. a lot of turbulent winds. our delicious meal was cut short as the crew had to keep all of our food and ensure that we had our belts on. then later, afer boarding off the EK-348 plane, we went check bags and stand in the long queue to stamp our passports for 45 lethargic minutes and did the entire long process of collecting bags and waiting for everyone to come back from the toilet and the whatnots before going off to meet our indonesian relatives, who were fetching us in a BUS!! fyi, over there, buses are considered wealthy people vehicles. their daily transportations were motobikes and mini-vans. so when we were on the way out, i saw A&W and DUNKIN DONUTS!! i was like, "YAY! Later go back its a MUST buy. long time never eat conney dogs and curly fries" anyways, the trip to rumah nenek yam, which was also the site of the wedding ceremony, took 2 bloody hours!! it was even longer than the flight. but considering the busy and jammed up streets, it's a wonder we even reached that early. by the time we reached there, it was already 10.30 pm w.i.b. so everyone salam with everyone else. this was the part i was most uncomfortable with. as it happens, it was a tradition there. so, like the malay saying," di mana bumi dipijak, di situ langit dijunjung."anyways everyone talked and got served with food. oh, 1 thing about food there. its like a 24-hour foodshop. food is there everytime you're hungry or feel like munching. the prawn crackers are the best lah, in my opinion. it taste so ori:))hahas. so by the time everyone got settled down, it was already 12. 4 hours to dawn...

2nd Chapter
after a good night's rest, i was up super early. btw, over there, at 4.30 w.i.b everyone is up and making loud prayers to wake everyone else up for Subuh prayers. it was kinda fun. then after prayers, me and mum went downstairs to wake my lazy bros up. and i went up again to grab my cam and capture the morning light there. as usual, the kitchen was bustling to life with the last minute preparations for the wedding ceremony due at 9 am. to me, weddings that early only occurs in jakarta, indonesia:)) so another experience earned. and the wedding was totally indonesian. didn't believe i'd be seeing it for myself. seen it on tv before but the actual one was much more fun:) i'll let the pictures do the talking.later.

i don't feel like blogging anymore. hey, i'm random. live with it. later ah. sorry beb. i'm tired. don't even know why. byes:)