first, let me explain the circumstances. my parents have been looking for a house here in kl-selangor-seremban area for quite a while now. and as i am currently living here. i was supposed to be in charge of looking around and become their eyes and ears n stuff. me being me, i have never gotten around to actually 'search' for a house. ok.
so, it all started when my mom flew over from swk to attend a discussion of some sort in KLCC. she stayed at my new house and all...so it was all cool. the day she went for her meeting, she met an old friend. they had a bit of a chat, and she mentioned about her intention of buying a house here. so this friend of hers told my mom about another old friend of theirs, who happened to be looking for a buyer for his house in bangi lama. and so my mom contacted this other friend, and he told her to get in touch with his wife as he's always travelling and what not. so(brapa byk so dh...) my mom asked me to call the mrs whenever i'm not bz(bz ke?). i finally managed to give her a ring(eh beri cincin?) 2 days ago(betapa bznyer diriku ini). so we agreed to meet tonite..
so(so lagi...sila cadangkan penanda wachana yg lebih bedarik), i went with jie and zaza sbb nana bz wat assgmnt. perjalanan nk pegi memang amat mencabar dan berliku-liku kehidupan. smpai dpn ukm tu belok kanan, terusssss je mmg le scary takhingat. dh mcm p cameron lak(that reminds me...tak blog pon pasal p cameron aritu hmph..), dgn takde lampu, dgn satu lane, dgn bersimpang siur, dgn silau ya amat, dgn, dgn, dgn. dahle ada masalah komunikasi sket ngan aunty tu..dia pny directions agak la mengelirukan. alih2 kitorang sampai kat pekan (and i really mean PEKAN) yg buat kt rasa mcm temasuk dlm citer paloh ataupun pening-pening lalat ataupun embun ataupun sayang anakku sayang. zaman dulu seyh..scary i tell u! pastu plak alih2 kena lalu bawah jambatan yg tesangatla scary bapak with water from who-nows-where is dripping and dripping on my car. dh ler siling (siling ke?) yg rendah sampai i drive tetunduk2 sbb xdapat nk tundukkan bumbung kereta so tepaksa sendiri yg tunduk. rupa2nya dah sesat. pastu pegi pulak kat syarikat mende ntah (refresh my memories guys!) dan kami pn mengambil keputusan bertanya kepada pak guard eh mak guard yg brada d tempat kejadian.
me: boleh tumpang tanya?(jap iklan, kenapa kena tumpang? mcm nk menumpang mandi lak)
sekian2 kat mana?
makgad: hah? (kelihatan spt tidak paham)
xpenah dgr pn. xde nama tpt tu kt cni. cuba tanya ni..(sambil memanggil org lain)
org lain:apa dia? hah? xdela tpt tu..mana ada cni...
pada ketika ini kami mula merasa runsing dan sound effect mmg jelas kedengaran di telinga (jeng jeng jeng...)mcm msk citer hantu pn ada. wujud ke tpt tu? betol ke selama ni dok cakap ngan aunty tu dlm telefon? ke aunty tu pn xwujud? serious bedebar mcm nk tekuar jantung. tiba2 rasa cam nk cr hidden camera je kan, tak kuasa...
pastu makgad pn pggl pulak pakcik bj ijau
pakchik bj ijau :ha..jalan trus, belok kiri, lalu bawah jambatan (bwh jambatan lg? tidak!!)
pastu straiiiiiight je pastu belok kanan.
lain mcm je pakcik ni. aunty tu ckp dkt2 cni je. asal smpi ke ujung sana plak. kompiden plak tu! speaking of confidence....let me continue.
after a series of phone calls ngan aunty tu, akhirnye ktorg smpi ke taman yg dcari2 selama ini. sblm msk tmn tu, dr luar kitorang nmpk umah yg tinggi dan berlampu2 dan mewah...jie pn berkata "entah2 tu umah u neena! huwa!!! kalau betul menariknyerr!!"
so kitorang pn masuk, tgk pakgad nepal tgh tdo nyenyak. berdasarkan arahan aunty, ikut kiriiiiiii je. lps kiri, kiri, lps kiri kiri. dia kata dia tgg kat luar. kitorang pn smpai la ke destinasi bajet yg dituju.
rumah tersebut tesengatlah tinggi dan tersergam mngalahkan rumah qistina spa Q. i was thinking to myself, uuuiihh...takbole blah! mesti ibu n ayah tekejut gler tgk umah bsr mcm ni! mcm citer indon! kitorang pon paking kat rumput smbl jie berkata "kasi senget skit kreta"
kitorang pn kuar dan berjmp dgn aunty tersebut. terdapat beberapa orang jejaka (jie kira ada 4) dan seorang lelaki tua yg tgh tgg dpn rumah...aunty pulak tgh ckp dlm telifon kat tepi taman rumah tu.. neena pn pegi masuk dan nk bersalam2an dgn aunty. dia pn cpt2 menghabiskan perbualan dlm phone dia. lps dia letak hang up, i pn pg salam. i was trying very hard to take her right hand but she insisted on extending her left hand instead. (asal kasi tgn kiri ni?)
lepas sumer dh salam, dia pn berkata,
tangan makcik ni sakit...tekeluar dr soket...
kitorang pon..owhh...(that explains it).
pastu makcik pun tanya...
makcik: dari mana?
me: dari rumah...
makcik: rumah kat mana?
me: seri kembangan
and it hit me!! BAM!!!! whytheheck would she ask me that?? we've been on the phone like so many times b4 i reached here. nape nk tanya?
WE WERE AT THE WRONG HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A split second later, my phone rang...the REAL aunty lyn called!!!
*&^%$#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MALUMALUMALUMALUMALU!!!!!!!!
the moment we realized it, mmg terus tegelak sampai senak dan berlari tebongkok2 menahan perut dan terus meluru masuk ke dalam kereta dan terus MENJERIT LIKE CRAZY sambil keluar2 air mata zaza sbb ketawa kuat sangat. i pn tanpa segan silu dan menangguh walau seminit pun, terus keluar dari paking senget cambagus dan terus blah dgn terbahak-bahak.
tak sempat pn nk ckp sorry kat tuan rumah tersebut sbb dh malu ya amat yg takleh dibendung lagi. bukan stakat muka, satu kepala dah panas terbakar menahan malu bapak! HUWAAAA!!! padan muka! kompiden sangat!! amik kau!!!
