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Tu dia lagu yang dinyanyikan oleh Dato' Sheila Majid. Kalau tak silap lagu popular di tahun 80an. Hari Sabtu lepas kami sekeluarga ke Anyer. Perjalanan tu memang tak dirancang. Masa sarapan pagi, borak-borak dengan cik Abang nak ke mana hari tu…terkeluarlah ke Anyer. Lepas ke pasar beli ikan dan barang basah yang lain, kami pun bertolak dari rumah lebih kurang pukul 9.30 pagi. Dari Jakarta kami ikut jalan tol (lebuhraya) Jakarta – Merak. Sepanjang lebuhraya tu dikelilingi sawah padi yang terbentang luas. Rasa macam di lebuhraya Butterworth – Gurun. Dua jam di lebuhraya, kami keluar di 'exit' Cilegon. Perjalanan ke Anyer melalui Pelabuhan Merak. Jalan tak berapa elok. Berlubang-lubang. Mungkin disebabkan oleh lori-lori yang banyak lalu di situ. Lori banyak keluar-masuk kerana di situ terdapat Kawasan Perindustrian Krakatau. Perjalanan jadi perlahan sebab jalan tak elok. Boring gak…Lepas satu jam baru sampai ke kawasan Pantai Anyer. Semua tempat masuk ke pantai kena bayar. Kawasan pertama yang kami singgah, pantai dia agak berbatu. Kempunan la Adlina nak main pasir. Kami cuma turun sekejap, ambil gambar dan teruskan perjalanan untuk cari lokasi yang lebih menarik.
Memandangkan dah tengahari dan perut pun dah lapar, kami pun singgah makan tengahari di Restoran Sop Ikan. Kami 'order' sop ikan, ikan bakar, ayam goreng dan kangkung seafood. Sup dia sedap, ikan bakar dan ayam goreng boleh tahan la. Lepas makan dan solat kami pun meneruskan perjalanan. Di sepanjang perjalanan banyak kelihatan hotel, motel dan chalet untuk pengunjung. Lebih kurang setengah jam dari tempat makan tadi kami pun sampai di satu kawasan perkelahan, Pantai Carita. Seperti biasa la, nak masuk kawasan pantai kena bayar. Kat sini ramai orang, macam ada pesta…yang berjualan pun ramai. Barang yang dijual, pisang, ciku, durian belanda, keropok belinjau dan beberapa jenis keropok lagi.Ada juga gerai-gerai menjual cenderahati dari siput. Kat sini kalau datang berkelah tak bawak tikar pun tak pe sebab banyak sekali tikar untuk disewakan…jangan tak caye…tikar untuk disewa. Kami cuma jalan-jalan di sini dan ambik gambar. Pantainya taklah cantik sangat…pasirnya warna kelabu….pantainya banyak batu. Cantik lagi Pantai Port Dickson dan di Pantai Timur.
Dalam perjalanan pulang kami ikut jalan lain…sebab kat tengah jalan nampak papantanda jalan alternatif ke Jakarta. Ikut la jalan tu. Jalannya agak sempit….jalan kampung. Kata cik Abang, macam jalan ke Ulu Jempol. Sebab melalui kawasan kampung. Di kiri kanan ada sawah padi, hutan. Rumah-rumah kampung di sini ada yang masih berdindingkan buluh yang dianyam. Jalannya kurang berlubang dari jalan kami datang tadi. Pemandangan memang cantik. Asli pemandangan kampung. Sawah padi berteres masih menggunakan tenaga kerbau untuk membajak. Antara tempat yang kami lalui Cinangka, Citasuk, Batu Kuwung, Cikoneng dan banyak lagi tempat yang bermula dengan Cixxx.
Kami masuk semula ke lebuhraya berdekatan Pejabat Propinsi Banten. Kami sampai di rumah pukul 7.30 malam. Badan dah penat, tak larat nak masak. 'Order' saja lauk dari Kedai Sop Buntut Bang Hadji…Sup lagi…Hentam sajalah labu… Dah makan tidur…Ponek.
Today is the final day of May 2009. It is almost 4 months since we left our beloved families in Malaysia. But almost every week we called or contact them either via telephone, Facebook or emails. Thanks for the current technology. My sister yang kat kampung pun dah reti berFacebook. Jangan tak cayo. Bravo Akak. In short the whole family dah boleh connected via Facebook. Kalau macam zaman sekolah dulu mau sebulan sekali baru dapat surat…..those were the days. Yesterday we did the grocery shopping at Carrefour Lebak Bulus. Since duduk sini we seldom makan kat luar…selalunya masak sendiri…kuih-muih pun buat sendiri….jangan tak cayo. Sekarang ni dah pandai buek karipap (tapi tak sesodap karipap air tangan K. Ana). Bulehlah…Kalau makan kat luar pun menu selalunya kalau tak masakan Padang, masakan Sunda or fast food…so macam dah boring. Since masak sendiri the groceries pun kena beli lebih dari selalu. Tepung, gula, butter harga lebih mahal sedikit dari Malaysia. Cam semalam one month groceries' yang muek 2 troli Carrefour costs us almost Rp 2 juta lebih kurang RM700.00. Kalau selalu shopping kek Tesco Kota Damansara sebulan lebih kurang 350 henggit je.
Pagi tadi lepas breakfast and after mengeluarkan bahan-bahan untuk masak for lunch, hubby, Hariz, Adlina and me went to the salon we frequent i.e. I**e H*r Salon at Cipete Selatan. Hubby and Hariz went to second floor to the men's section while Adlina and I to the first floor to the ladies' section. When I reached there, turned out the ladies' section is full house and we had to wait for another 30 – 45 minutes. Asked them to reserve the place and off we went to the second floor to see Hariz. Sampai je, Hariz dah botak. Then hubby's turn. After about 30 minutes wait baru Adlina's turn then myself. I did the haircut and cream bath. Dah lama tak buat…almost 2 months. Rasa best sangat bila the cream reached the scalp…sejuk, wangi and lega. Did the carrot cream bath. What more when the head is massaged with the cream. Then the lady urut sampai ke tengah belakang. Rasa lega semua urat-urat belikat, tengkok and bahu…best, best….
Last weekend is quite a hectic weekend. On Saturday, had nasi lemak for breakfast…Kalau makan nasi lemak surely mengantuk and end up tidur sampai Zohor. After solat Zohor we (hubby, me, Hariz & Adlina) we went to Gramedia Bookstore @ D’Best to find some ‘kitabs’ which F**zi asked our favour look for. Managed to get a few out of the whole set and ordered the rest. Jalan-jalan sekejap and then off to CITOS (Cilandak Town Square). Gi makan roti canai at Malay Village Restaurant kat situ. It served Malay and Thai food. To me the roti canai and kari ayam met my expectations. Then F**zi called that he has checked out from the hotel and he was at Senayan City at that time. After beli barang-barang sikit, we all pun terus ke Senayan City to pass the kitab as his flight will be at 8.00 pm. We reached home at around Maghrib.
On Sunday hubby and I pegi beli ikan di Pasar Santa as usuallah. Reached home terus masak…menu for the day was Ayam Masak Sos and sayur campur goreng. Menu biasa je. Siap je masak hubby’s friend who is also Malaysian working with Petronas here, jemput datang makan-makan kat rumah dia. Went there after Zohor. Rupa-rupanya they lived not far from our house. They are in Cipete Selatan while we are in Cipete Utara. Cilok sana-sini ikut jalan dalam, in 15 minutes dah sampai. The wife (Zana) pun I have met before, once, at Anita’s house in March. Rozee and Mas were also there. Makan-makan, borak-borak , we reached home at 4.00 pm.
This morning baru had the opportunity to read Saturday’s and Monday’s newspapers. On Saturday’s, there was an article on first-class cab in the Jakarta Post. What is first class cab? It refers to helicopter taxi or helimousine. There are two operators for helimousine i.e. Air Pacific Utama and Derazona Air Service. With the mega traffic congestion and sometimes of bad flood, this service really needed especially by those important business people for whom time really is money. The best thing is they just go straight to the departure hall. The rate? Well it is a hefty US$1,550 per hour. But if you think of it, what is US$1,550 as compared to your billion dollar worth of contract. It is just a small hole in your pocket. Their pick-up points include some hotels and residential estates which are equipped with helipads. Heli taxis are also proved useful during emergency situations. Among others are the recent Situ Gintung dam tragedy and transferring critical patient from one part of Java to the other.
Another premium taxi services are the luxury Alphard and Mercedes C-Class operatd by Tiara Express and Silver Bird respectively. The Alphards are equipped with wireless internet (Wi-fi), a plug for charging mobile phones or laptops, and LCD screens. They are also equipped with GPS. The best thing is if we do not have enough cash to pay for the fare, we can pay it using credit or debit card. An Alphard can carry up to 6 passangers. So if you are stuck in a traffic jam, you can do other things such as surfing the net or watching movies. Just topped up the fare above the normal taxi fare i.e. Rp5,000 per km plus Rp10,000 charge for flag fall (Alphard) and Rp4,5000 per kilometre plus RP7,500 for the flag fall (Mercedes).
Me? Have yet to try both services. Macam mahaaaal sangat…selalu guna the normal taxi Blue Bird je….
Walaupun Hari Ibu dah dekat 1 minggu berlalu rasa terpanggil nak meluahkan apa yang aku rasa terhadap Mak selama ini. Mak meninggalkan kami pada hari Jumaat 13 September 1991. Masa tu aku di tahun akhir pengajian. Aku masih ingat lagi malam tu lebih kurang pukul 8.00 malam, aku ke Puduraya menghantar Adik yang akan pulang ke I*M Dungun kerana cuti semesternya dah habis. Balik ke asrama, solat Isyak dan terus ke bilik tv bersama kawan-kawan melepak sambil menonton tv. Adik pun ada bagi tau yang Mak demam sikit. Kebetulan aku pun memang dah beli tiket untuk pulang ke kampung keesokan harinya. Sedang lepak-lepak, ada announcement yang mengatakan ada visitor nak jumpa aku. Hairan jugak sebab dah tengah malam sapa pulak yang datang. Bila keluar kulihat abang tiriku Abang Fa**h datang.
Dia kata “Jom balik ada hal di kampung”. Hati dah rasa tak sedap.
“Abang bagi tau sekarang, ada apa sebenarnya ni? Kalau tak L**** tak nak balik” aku tanya dia balik.
Then dia kata “Sabar L****, Mak dah tak ada”. Aku tak tau apa nak buat..rasa macam nak nangis, rasa nak pengsan pun ada. Aku naik ke bilik, ambik apa yang patut, terus masuk ke kereta. The journey yang sepatutnya 2 jam rasa macam lama sangat. Sampai je aku terus jumpa Akak, Acek dan Alang. Abang H****m (my other half-brother) masa tu on the way ke Dungun untuk ambik Adik. Akak cerita that malam tu dalam pukul 10.00 malam Mak mengadu macam susah nak bernafas. Badan pun panas sebab dia demam. Mak pun mintak tolong bawak dia ke klinik. On the way ke klinik Mak kata dia susah nak bernafas lagi and tak lama lepas tu dia menghembuskan nafas terakhir di pangkuan Akak and belum sampai klinik lagi. My brother-in-law, U** terus drive ke klinik just to get the confirmation from the doctor. Bila Akak dah cerita tu aku pun ambik wuduk dan terus duduk di sisi Mak baca Quran sampai waktu Subuh. Bila kehilangan Mak rasa sedih yang teramat (undescribable).
When I was in Primary school, as far as I can remember Mak akan hantar and ambik aku dan Adik di sekolah kalau it was Abah’s turn kat rumah Mak Tua (my stepmother). Bila habis waktu sekolah, Mak akan tunggu kami di bawah pokok manggis tepi pagar sekolah dengan motor kapcai. Itu rutin dia since aku darjah 1 sampai darjah 4. Bila dah darjah 5, Abah belikan aku basikal Chopper sebab selalu dapat nombor 1 every time exam dari aku darjah 1. Lepas tu aku naik basikal ke sekolah sebab bila naik darjah 5 dah ada after school activities. Masa tu after school activities bukan macam sekarang. We all berkebun sayur. Sorang dapat satu batas and we have to maintain our batas. Tanam, bubuh baja, siram and kutip hasil sayuran tu. Games were rounders, football (for boys). Compulsory clubs were brownies (girl guides) and pengakap.
Masa Peperiksaan Penilaian Darjah 5, three of us (aku, Az** and Naz**) dapat 5A. Mak happy tapi taklah seexcited mak-mak sekarang. Dia kata syukur Alhamdulillah. Belajar rajin-rajin lagi. Bila dah habis darjah 6 aku dapat offer ke Sekolah Berasrama Penuh di Johor Bahru. Aku tanya Abah. Abah kata kalau aku nak pergi, pergilah sebab bukan senang nak dapat kesempatan ke sekolah asrama penuh. Bila cikgu datang ke rumah tanya whether nak pergi ke tidak, teruslah aku kata OK without knowing kat mana tempat tu. Masa tu offer came to us unlike sekarang we have to apply. After a week I said yes to the offer, came another offer which was from Sekolah Menengah Agama Wilayah Persekutuan, Kuala Lumpur. Masa tu rasa menyesal pulak sebab accept offer S*F tu. Sebab SMAWIP dekat. Kat KL je and saudara-mara ramai di KL.
When the day came (January 1982), Abah, Mak and Acek accompanied me to S*F. After registration, briefing by the principal the three of them pun balik. Sedih giler sebab tak pernah jauh dari parents sejauh JB. Masa tu tak de PLUS highway. The journey from Bahau ke JB lebih kurang 6 jam. Malam tu rasanya bantal tu basah kuyup dengan airmata aku. Homesick betul in the ‘foreign’ land. Kat rumah kampong masa tu belum ada telefon. So the only means of communication were letters. Bila weekends, most of my friends will be visited by their family members. Tapi we all yang dari jauh ni memang tak de visitor la.
Tapi yang paling sedih masa aku Form 2. That particular evening we all baru lepas sukan tara (qualifying round) sebab masa tu dah dekat nak Sports’ Day. Petang tu rasa seram sejuk nak demam. Malam tu aku muntah-muntah and sakit perut. The next morning aku ke ‘sick bay’. Ingatkan nak ambik ubat tapi Kak Normah (Supervisor sick bay) advised me to go to the hospital. Kat hospital, I was diagnosed dapat Appendicitis. So the doctor kata aku akan dioperate petang tu jugak sebab takut the Appendicitis tu pecah. Memang seperigi airmata tumpah sebab takut and sedih tak ada sesapa kat situ except Kak Normah. After the operation, aku sedar dah tengah malam. The next morning Kak Normah datang visit. Petang tu masa visiting hour, when tengok orang keliling semua ada orang visit, aku menangis sorang-sorang. Kat sebelah katil aku ada sorang makcik tu. Dia tanya aku sakit apa pun aku nangis sebab terharu. Just imagine at the age of 14 aku dah menghadapi semua ni di tempat orang. But I fully understand that bukan senang my family nak datang ke sini within that short period of time unlike NOW. Aku stay kat hospital 3 hari 2 malam. Bila dah keluar dari hospital, aku kena stay kat sick bay sebab luka operation belum totally healed. After one night kat sick bay, the following morning Mak datang alone. Dia kata, dia datang naik keretapi. The telegram sampai kat kampong the day after aku operate. Aku nangis sebab susah payah Mak datang naik keretapi sorang-sorang. Adik tinggal ngan Abah and Mak Tua. Masa tu Adik dah darjah 5. Our age difference is 3 years. Mak balik ke kampong petang tu jugak naik train. Tak taulah pukul berapa dia sampai di kampung.
Setiap hari Sabtu akhir cuti penggal (masa tu di Johor sekolah start hari Ahad), Mak akan hantar aku ke stesen keretapi Gemas lepas solat Subuh dengan kereta yang disewa dari U** Y*s*f. Masa tu kalau balik cuti penggal memang selalunya naik keretapi sebab semua students dapat tiket konsesi. Mak akan tunggu sampai keretapi jalan baru dia balik.
Throughout my 5 years aku kat JB rasanya hanya 4 kali je ada family datang. Masa registration, aku kena apendiks, Embong ambik aku masa Mak nak pergi Haji and masa ambik barang after SPM. Kalau nak ikut memang macam kena dump je kat situ. Tapi it is understood that the situation at that time memang tak mengizinkan untuk my family datang visit aku and aku tak pernah menyalahkan sesiapa unlike sekarang, segala macam kemudahan dah ada. Anyway, I enjoyed my teenage years kat sana dengan kawan-kawan dari setiap pelosok Malaysia. Bermacam pengalaman yang pahit dan manis.
Abah meninggal pada 25 June 1987. Masa tu aku dah dapat offer masuk II*M and Abah pun dah tau about that. Abah ke Hospital Seremban for an eye operation the day before. Tengahari tu Mak dan aku ke hospital nak jenguk Abah but the bed was empty. We asked the nurse where Abah was tapi nurse tu kata dia still dalam OT. We waited lebih kurang 2 jam. Nobody came bagi tau the progress. Aku pun tanya lagi… Tetiba nurse tu boleh kata sebenarnya Tuan Haji tu dah meninggal kat OT. You just imagine betapa terkejutnya we all. I called Acek who worked in KL, Alang and Akak in PD. We waited there sampai Acek dan yang lain-lain datang. After abour 2 jam menyelesaikan all the procedures, aku dan Mak pun accompany arwah Abah naik kereta jenazah hospital pulang ke kampung. Kami sampai di kampung when it is almost ‘Isyak. Abah dikebumikan the next day di Kampung C*c*r.
A month after Abah meninggal, aku masuk Matriks II*M di Subang Jaya. Adik pula dah masuk sekolah asrama kat Seremban. Mak tinggal sorang di rumah. Once in a while dia akan ke PD rumah Akak. Bila ada masa cuti or long weekend aku akan ke pulang ke kampung or ke PD jenguk Mak. Aku tak ingat berapa lama after that Mak masuk hospital sebab dapat TB. Aku pun tak tau macam mana Mak boleh dapat penyakit tu. Mula-mula she was admitted kat Hospital PD then transferred ke Seremban. It was because di Seremban ada wad khas untuk TB and better treatment there. Masa visit dia di Hospital Seremban memang kesian tengok Mak sebab badan dia jadi kurus sangat eventhough dia memang tak pernah gemuk. Tapi terlalu kurus because of TB. She was recovered anyway after 1 year plus of treatment. Since then memang dia tak berapa sihat. Selalu dapat demam tapi tak de penyakit yang kronik. Still boleh jalan-jalan ke KL rumah Acek, ke PD and ke Johor rumah Embong. One year before Mak meninggal Akak dapat transfer mengajar di sekolah berdekatan kampung. So akak pindah duduk di rumah Mak. We were quite relief sebab at least ada somebody yang boleh tengok Mak if dia tak sihat.
The semester yang Mak meninggal tu memang results aku teruk sampai ada subject yang fail. Memang tak boleh nak concentrate. The final semester baru lah okay sikit boleh concentrate belajar. Our convocation was in August1992. Masa tu aku dah dapat keje temporary dengan gaji RM600 and duduk menyewa dengan kawan-kawan sekampus di Kg B**u. The day before convocation semua kawan-kawan serumah keluar dengan family masing-masing. So aku tinggal sorang-sorang kat rumah. I know that my brothers and sisters akan datang on the convocation day tapi entah kenapa rasa sayu sangat petang tu. So aku pun called my sister Embong di Johor. I was so sad sebab Mak tak dapat tengok aku convo as I was the first person in my family yang dapat masuk U. Masa sembang ngan Embong tu memang berjuraianlah airmata. Masa tu jugak semua yang yang aku cerita di atas tu macam jadi wayang flashback. Dah lebih sejam sembang barulah rasa lega.
All in all I owed it all to my brothers and sisters yang dah menjaga, menyekolahkan, memberi sokongan dan pertolongan pada aku dan Adik sampai kami berdua graduated. All of them dah jadi macam Mak dan Abah kami sebab sampai sekarang pun aku still jadikan mereka tempat untuk mengadu, bertukar pendapat, bersembang dan segala apa yang menjadikan mereka macam ibu dan ayah. All of them pun memang dah jadi ibu dan ayah untuk anak-anak buah aku. Aku pun selalu menjadi tempat untuk anak-anak buah aku mengadu, bersembang, mengutuk etc. To Embong, Akak, Adik, K. Lang and K. Ana, Happy Mother’s Day…all of you are special in your own way…thanks for being great sisters, sister-in-laws. I owed it all to all of you.
To anak-anak buah yang dah jadi ibu, mak, mama, umi, mummy (K. Cha, Nikma, Ita, Ati, Faizah, Zura, Lin)…Selamat Hari Ibu dan semoga menjadi ibu mithali. And to Mashitah yang bakal menjadi ibu, jaga diri baik-baik.
Eventhough Mak tak sempat nak melihat aku kahwin dan punya keluarga sendiri tapi aku still ingat segala pesan Mak, which are among others are, jangan tinggal sembahyang, jaga kehormatan diri, jangan menyakiti hati orang. So to all kawan-kawan yang masih ada Mak, spend time when them as much as you can while they are alive. Berbuat baik kepada ibu bapa itu adalah salah satu tuntutan dalam Islam. Happy Belated Mother’s Day…..
What la to write ye? Oh ya last month my dear friend N*ra came here with her hubby F**zi. Actually F**zi was on business trip as he is a businessman and N*ra biasalah will tagged along. So they were our first guests since we landed in Tanah Jawa last January. We have been friends quite long since 1987. I befriend N*ra when we were in I*UM Matriculation Centre in Subang Jaya. My hubby and F**zi were roommates in I*UM. They were our seniors. Sometimes we can’t believe that we got married among our friends. There are also our other 2 friends i.e. R*ro and An*. R*ro marry J*ta and An* marries E*at. My hubby, J*ta, E*at (my hubby & E*at were also schoolmates and hostel mates in VI) and S*zli were in the same batch in AUSMAT and studied in I*UM. Myself, R*ro and An* were from the same school (same batch) in one of the boarding schools in JB. Don’t ask how we got to know our husbands. It was not a planned one… it was a pure coincident. Among us, An* and E*jat got married first then R*ro, followed by N*ra then myself. S*zli joined the club later when he got married to L*nda who was also our junior at I*UM. Alhamdulillah, eventhough everybody are always busy with our duties as employees, parents, children and servant of Allah we still maintain close contact with each other. We normally gather at An* & E*jat’s house as they stay in Bangi near to S*zli’s and halfway journey for R*ro & J*ta who resided in Seremban. During hari raya we will make a round to each other’s house. Sometimes we go for short excursions with our families. Tersangatlah meriah sesekali berkumpul.
Well back to N*ra & F**zi’s visit, met them for dinner on their arrival at Boplo Gado-gado. Makan-makan then drive them back to hotel in Senayan. Then hubby and F**zi had their coffee session at the Coffee house while N*ra and I lepak kat bilik as Hariz dah tidur.
The next day our family accompanied them to ‘Brother Land’ (read: Tanah Abang) as N*ra nak beli tudung and such. Kalau dah sampai Tanah Abang tu tak sahlah kalau tak rambang mata dengan telekung bermacam corak & warna, blouses, jubah, etc etc. We spent the whole day at Tanah Abang. Sent them back to hotel and we had another round of drinks and makan-makan lagi at the coffee house. We never met them since raya so banyakla yang nak diborakkan. We left the hotel when it is almost Maghrib. Ini antara investment yang menarik perhatian Puan N*ra:
I fetched N*ra at the hotel at almost 11.00 am the next day. Our destination was Kuningan Mall as Cik Kak ni nak cari DVDs. Sampai sana tak sahlah kalau tak terpesona dengan benda-benda lain kan. DVDs dah dapat…habihlah jugak beratus ribu Rupiah. Boleh la tahan till the next visit kot. Tengah jalan-jalan, I got the call from the shopowner of the jubah outlet at Tanah Abang that jubah yang N*ra nak tu is available. So apalagi we went to Tanah Abang again. Macet la pulak. Tapi still manageable. Had lunch there and terus ke kedai jubah tu. We went back to the hotel by taxi and waved goodbye to each other as tomorrow they will fly back to Malaysia.
Cuti sekolah for NZIS ended yesterday. Selepas 2 minggu anak-anak dara nih dok di rumah sebab cuti sekolah dengan aktiviti yang tak lain tak bukan dari bangun lambat, makan, tengok tv, makan lagi, internet, makan lagi, tengok tv, tidur. Tu jelah majority cara yang dihabiskan selama 2 minggu. Minoriti of the time? Well, di tengah kesibukan ayah dengan kejenya, dapatlah jugak dia meluangkan masa membawa kami ber’wisata’ ke Bandung. We went there on 5th April and balik on 7th April. Perjalanan pergi lancar sebab hari Ahad dan kami bertolak pukul 8.30 pagi. Tak macet. Cuaca pun elok, tak panas sangat. Sampai di Tol Pastur, Bandung lebih kurang pukul 11.30 pagi. Pusing-pusing cari hotel dulu i.e. Aston Bandung. Rasa macam jauh sebab jalan di Bandung especially di tengah town jalan sehala. If we missed satu simpang we have to make another round unless you are familiar dengan jalan-jalan pintas. The supir is not that well versed so kena pusing-pusing a few times. Sampai di hotel around 12.30 pm.
Checked-in and terus jalan-jalan. Planned to go to Tangkuban Perahu. Before that we had lunch at Sapu Lidi Café and Gallery which is about 30 minutes from the town centre. Jalan taklah elok sangat. A nice restaurant dengan konsep ‘lesehan’ (makan di lantai). Sapu Lidi ni style dia macam dangau/pondok (orang NS sebut pundung) di tengah sawah. Kita duduk di atas pangkin and the waiter akan datang to take the order. Teringat masa kecik-kecik duduk di pundung berihat sambil makan setelah penat di sawah. Pundung di kelilingi sawah tapi padi belum masak. Mungkin dalam masa sebulan lagi padi tu semua akan kuning… Hidangan pun sedap. We chose ikan nila bakar, pencuk (macam gado-gado) and ayam goreng. By the time habis makan the weather dah start sejuk sebab dah start hujan renyai. We left Sapu Lidi di tengah gerimis and heading to Lembang via jalan yang agak berbukit and bengkang-bengkok.
Sampai di pintu masuk ke Tangkuban Perahu around 2.30 pm. Jalan naik masyaallah teruk betul…berlubang-lubang. It took us lebih kurang 45 minutes to reach the top. Turun je dari kereta ramai pulak orang-orang yang jual souvenirs mengelilingi kami promoting their jualan. Rimas betul. They followed us wherever we go. Naik ke anjung tinjau dah hujan. Sejuk giler sebab berangin. Ronda-ronda, ambik gambar, layan Hariz and Adlina naik kuda we all pun cepat-cepat naik kereta sebab rimas orang-orang tu asyik ikut. We did not go down to the kawah sebab hari dah hujan agak lebat. When we went down to the transit point for those who came by bus, we found out that there’s another jalan naik and turun. So masa turun we took that road. A better road but a bit bengkang-bengkok but kurang lubang. Lagi dekat. 20 minit dah sampai ke bawah. No wonder tak banyak kereta yang we all jumpa masa naik, rupanya ada jalan lain. Since dah hujan, plan nak ke ladang strawberry and Maribaya tak jadi. Terus balik ke hotel. Malam dinner kat Braga Walk Food Court je. Malas nak ke tempat lain sebab hujan lebat.
The next day we went shopping to factory outlets. Went to Cihampelas Walk, Rumah Mode at Jalan Setiabudi, Secret and Terminal Tas at Jalan Riau and Pasar Baru. Habis jugaklah a few millions Rp. But worth it. After checked-out on Tuesday, singgah di Kartika Sari brownies. Saja beli nak rasa whether it is as tasty at it is said to be. Taste is a subjective matter. To me, my sister’s (Adik) brownies tastes better than Kartika Sari’s (Adik, Kartika Sari’s is bit bantat to me). Dunno why ramai orang sini kata tak sah kalau ke Bandung tak beli brownies Kartika Sari. Reached home at 4.00 pm.
PEMILU 2009 (9 APRIL)
Indonesia had their Election Day (PEMILU – Pemilihan Umum) on 9 April 2009. There is about 38 parties (PARPOL – Parti Politik) contested in this year’s PEMILU. Just imagine berapa orang CALEG (Calon Administrasi Legislatif) yang bertanding. Those are the Wakil Rakyat/Ahli Parlimen. Kekecohan ada di mana-mana (as reported in the news). It was declared as public holiday. Since it was a holiday and the day after was Good Friday which is also a public holiday which meant 4 days straight inclusive of Saturday and Sunday, a lot of people went ‘balik kampung’ or out of town. I saw in the news that train tickets were sold out and highways were jammed with people going out of Jakarta whether to their hometown for the Election or for holidays.
Hubby had to work in the afternoon as one of the M*SC’s vessels docked at Tanjung Priok in the morning. As one of the M*SC’s representatives here he needs to ensure that everything went smoothly including welcoming the captain. So off he went with the local M*SC’s appointed agent.
GOOD FRIDAY
Atikah together with her Malaysian friend Nabila has made plan to watch movie since before the school holidays. We were worried to let her go only with Nabila. So last Friday we asked her to go with Arfah and Adlina. Nabila also brought along her sister Najiha who is also Adlina’s classmate and her maid. So kira group outinglah. Hubby drove them up to Pondok Indah Mall (PIM) for the movie. That was their first movie trip since we came here.
So, hari ni dok lepak ngan Hariz di rumah…back to the old routine…masak…layan Hariz sambil tunggu anak-anak balik….still searching for something interesting to do apart from the normal routine…tapi apa ye?
Since it is school holidays, we went to Mangga Dua on Tuesday…It was so unfortunate that day ada kempen pilihanraya..Trafic jammed everywhere. So I asked Donny the supir to take the highway konon-konon nak mengelakkan from jam…From Cipete to Kg Rambutan still smooth. As we were approaching the Semanggi interchange dah start merangkak-rangkak…Tension, tension. We reached Mangga Dua after 1 ½ hours in the car. Had our lunch at A&W, solat, off we tour the complex. Bought kasut & sweater for Atikah, small handbag & baju princess (as Adlina called it) for Adlina, Ben10 bagpack for Hariz and a handbag & blouse for yours truly. Too bad Arfah tak ikut. Malas katanya...Nak mengadap TV. Memang rambang mata sebab banyak sangat choices…Itu pun tak sempat ronda all the floors. Maybe next time boleh pergi lagi…Itulah pompuan kalau gi shopping tak sah kalau tak pergi semua kedai. We are being cost effective actually…dah datang jauh-jauh sure we want to get the best thing and the 'murahest' price kan? That’s why we have to compare and bargain baru beli….Barulah value for money kan? So here are some of the photos:
