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Last Thursday was a holiday and UKM was like Silent Hill. Most of the students had already went home except for some stubborn ones, haha. And that included me, heh.

So to capitalize the chance of cuti and possibility of not many people expected at the city, we went to KLCC. So pumped up to go since it's one of the places of interest that i have no memory of it. After arriving and surveying the shops inside, it's clear why students don't like to flock KLCC. It's not a student attraction to be honest. All are expensive-high end-luxurious shop. 

 Ini pun cantik juga.

 The camera is too small.

The only things that may interest the students uni type are... wayang, foodcourt, watsons, kinokuniya. And maybe Petrosains (because it is the cheapest amongst Skybridge-Aquarium-Petrosains.) But don't have arcade station. Boring.

I love the food court. The reasons are simple- it is clean, attractive, reasonable price (bagi saya orang loqstaq, ia tetap mahai) and most importantly...SEDAP SUNGGUH. There I found the best ever nasi ayam i had ever taste. And i really mean it. One day if I accidentally stand up there in the food court again I will makan nasi ayam tu lagi. Serious sedap. Oh my God sedapnya.

Best ever nasi ayam.

Kinokuniya. The mother of all bookstores in Malaysia. MPH-Borders-Popular boleh duk diam2. This is the real deal. Last time i went inside was...10 years ago I think. So much had been said about Kinokuniya and yes it didn't disappoint me. Instead, it surprised me badly. Why? Because I strongly believe that you can find almost any book you want there. Novel? Fiction? Literature? History? Philosophy? War? Bibliography? Children books? Semuanya ada. Siapa ada ruangan majalah dari Jepun. And there the first time I saw the infamous Shonen Jump. I was actually surprised of it's thickness. Tebal woi. I thought it was more like Kreko.

Oh one super happy reason at Kinokuniya is... I found the book I'd been searching for in the past 4 years. Musashi, written by Eiji Yoshikawa. This legendary best-seller is the original reference/inspiration to Vagabond, the most stylish graphic novel-manga which is created by Takehiko Inoue. It's a deep and full of philosophies. Philosophies of life, struggle and inner peace. All those philosophies are Buddhism-oriented. So extremists sekalian, sila haramkan manga Vagabond ini. Bakar secara pukal buku Musashi ni. Jakim boleh datang dan banned buku ni,haha. After gaining permission from my father only I bought the book. It's too expensive. Don't feel right if didn't ask for permission first. Thanks abah.

The entrance. From Google search.

Me with my capture. Try to guess the price.

After all the eating-movieing-kinokuniyaing we went to the park below. And...I don't feel safe there. Got 3,4 thugs each been holding Samsung Galaxy Note and keep coming to any passerby and offering it. You imagine this- brader indon/myammar/siam/akutatau dengan rambut gaya samseng kaler2, pakai rantai leher, gelang lengan,dressing mcm samseng,ada walkie talkie. Muka pecah rumah habis. Datang kat mana2 yang nampak macam pelancong-bukan orang situ dan kata "bang, samsung bang? Mau?" Seriously I don't feel safe if there are people like that around me. What if i accidentally went to a secluded area, then he roger his member (using walkie-talkie) to do some business with me? Paksa beli ke, atau lagi teruk he robbed me of my sling bag stuffed with camera and wallet. Ottoke? So, prevention is much safer. We took some pictures and went straight into the mall. My conclusion- Putrajaya gardens are the best. Beautiful, soothing, clean, safe. SAFE.

One of the reasons why i planned to go to KLCC was to try the pink coloured GoKL bus. The famous free bus service for anyone. The very one reason why taxis bradah emo and mengamuk. Let me tell you a bit about GoKL. This service was first operational on the end of last August. It has 2 main routes. Green route and Pink route. Each route will make a track circle of it's own and will be connected with each other at 3,4 points. Oh forgot pula, those two routes all passed places of interest such as KLCC, Times Square, KL Tower, Pavillion, Bukit Bintang and so on. With it being free of charge, it really a treat to the people. What more, with free WiFI lagi. All hail BN! All hail Najib!!

The routes.

The Bus.

We stopped at Pavillion, snap some pictures and pray Maghrib there. Oh yeah i was a bit unlucky, there were no more budak2 baru nak up lepak kat tangga besar Pavillion tu. Maybe the authorities had kill them off, I don't know. Whatever, 2 things caught my attention there. 1- Surau. It feels very luxurious and high class. 2- Japan Corner at the top level. Very Japanese like style of shops. Designs, concept, everything. Even the toilet lor. Haha. Still got no arcade station. Boring. Oh talked about surau. The best surau in a mall goes to...KLCC. Very spacious, comfortable and tak dampy. So much win.

Can't find any of these girls on that day.

We arrived at UKM station around 830pm and it was raining badly. So bad that the 3 junction at the taxi stop was badly flooded and there you go, a temporary river. Strong water flow that make all the aweks berdiri tepi saja. Cannot move anywhere, truly trapped. It's bad and the pihak berkuasa should feel bad. Not wanting to waste time, we opened our shoes, lipat2 seluar and cross the river. Someone was so happy crossing it. She said she never played flood before. Haha kesian...

Aih i don't know what more to write.Planned to write a simple and short one and combined with some stories from weekend mini gathering at rumah Din. Just want to practice my english writing skills. Nevermind, next time la.

A Series Of (fill in the blanks) Events Experienced by Ibrahim *part 2*

5 November 2010. Jumaat.

"Sayang, maafkan saya kerana terlalu memaksa sayang bekerja keras semata-mata untuk kepuasan saya. Sayang akur, sayang ikut saja apa kehendak saya. Tapi sekarang lihatlah! Sayang sudah semakin parah! Sayang, saya janji, saya akan selamatkan keadaan sayang yang semakin parah ini. Jangan bersedih lagi sayang..."

Dengan itu, aku segera bertolak ke Lowyatt selepas sembahyang Jumaat.

2.35 pm

Kelihatan stesen KTM UKM tak ramai orang. Mungkin dah ramai beraya Deepavali sekali. Tak apa, abaikan. Terasa lapar, mahu makan. Tetapi memandangkan wang yang bakal aku gunakan untuk mengubati penyakit sayangku, aku tahan. Hanya makan roti pizza mini.

Masuk dalam tren, terkejut kerana buat pertama kalinya mendapat tempat duduk, siap boleh pilih2 lagi. Apa lagi , angkat tangan dan berdoa kesyukuran. Sepanjang perjalanan, khusyuk memikirkan apakah ubat terbaik untuk sayangku nanti.

4.00 pm

Sampai ke stesen Hang Tuah. Masyaalllah ramainya manusia. Serabut, rimas, tak selesa, pening. rasa insecure pun ada. Cis, dah besar camni pun masih insecure? Hahahaha., nasihat abah ingat selalu. Dari masuk KTM sampai lah ke tempat kurang orang, dompet letak poket depan, pastu diimprovisasikan oleh idea sendiri iaitu masukkan tangan kedalam poket gaya ala2 model. Selamat dan bergaya.

Berjalan terus dari stesen hingga ke dalam Times Square. Sempena Deepavali, ada satu show Indian dance kat tengah pintu utama. Aku berhenti, dan enjoy the show. Ramai juga yang sama dengan aku, mengerumuni dan membuatkan mereka lagi bersemangat mengatur langkah rancak menari.

Dan yang ramai dalam kelompok itu, orang India, Chinese dan foreigner. Melayu sikit sangat. Memang terbukti persepsi aku- orang Melayu tak suka belajar/appreciate benda baru/asing. Oh mungkin orang Melayu sibuk masa tu, siapa tahu? Hahahahaha.

4.30 pm

Akhirnya menjejak kaki masuk ke Lowyatt juga. Fuh, this is my heaven shopping place. My ideal window shopping. Pergi mati dengan baju branded, seluar jeans, kasut, handphone, topi, jaket, motor, kereta. Sorry, not interested.

Seperti biasa, penuh dengan manusia pelbagai bangsa. Seperti biasa, aku terus menuju ke tingkat 2, tingkat yang dipenuhi kedai komputer. Pantas aku bergerak ke C-Zone, mencari ubat terbaik untuk kesayanganku yang kononnya diletakkan harga promosi. Yes! Ada! Bila ditanya, jawab apek tu,

"Sorry, sudah habis"

Patah hati. Hancur hati. Sedih. Kecewa. Bengang. Marah.

Teruskan berjalan untuk cuba mencari pengganti. Sambil2 dinasihati oleh Arif dalam memilih ubat pengganti. Oh ya, Arif banyak membantu aku dalam mencari the best remedy untuk kesayanganku. Dia banyak beri cadangan, info dan maklumat berguna tentang ubat terbaik itu.

Aku terus berjalan..

5.30 pm

Nekad. Masuk ke kedai yang memberikan aku kebahagian. Kedai yang mencipta sayangku kepada aku. Viewnet. Ya..di sini segalanya bermula. Lantas aku duduk di hadapan salesman bernama Rashid. Oh, sangat rare. Dia lah satu- satunya salesman Melayu. Maka aku memulakan proses pemilihan ubat terbaik di samping nasihat/ cadangan oleh saudara Arif dan Rashid itu sendiri.

Jujurnya, aku kagum dengan Rashid ini. Dia benar2 membuatkan aku selesa untuk berurusan denagannya. Segala macam soalan yang aku tanya dia mampu jawab. Segala info2 tambahan yang aku ingin tahu dia jawab. Kalau dia tak tahu, segera dia search di Internet. Nada suaranya yang 'assuring', plus dengan humble behaviour, betul2 buatkan aku rasa seperti mahu bersembang lebih lama dengannya. A very good customer service by him.

Akhirnya, setelah puas berbicara, berbincang, bertanya dan bermonolog dalaman, akhirnya aku memilih untuk membeli ubat yang sesuai dan affordable untuk sayangku. Aku puas dan berbisik dalam hati, pasti sayangku akan tersenyum lebar dengan keprihatinanku ini.

6.30 pm

Mula bergerak pulang ke UKM. Semasa di stesen Chan Sow Lin, tersermpak dengan Aizzat. Memang dia aktif dengan dunia fotografi. Aku tabik dengan orang sebegini. Minat yang mendalam dan dia terokai minatnya itu.

Sampai ke stesen KTM Bandar Tasik Selatan, terpaksa menunggu untuk hampir sejam. Tren tergendala sebanyak 4 kali. Memang stress. Tetapi dilegakan dengan pleasant sights around me. Beautiful girls are around...enjoy.

Ada sorang gadis Melayu ni, muka manis cantik. Body pun cantik. Ada tahi lalat bawah sikit dari mata. Memang 10 out of 10!!! Tetapi bisu... Aku terfikir, macam mana kehidupan orang bisu? Especially dia. Mesti dia sedar ramai orang usya dia, dan bila tahu yang dia bisu, mesti airmuka mereka2 itu berubah. Dan of kos mesti ramai yang nak tackle dia, dan mesti ramai (jika tak semua) yang henti separuh jalan kan? Bagaimana perasaan dia?

Tapi at least dia sangat kurang dosa berbanding kita. Dia tak dapat bercakap yakni tak dapat mengutuk, bergossip, maki hamun, mencarut, marah orang lain hatta mengeluh sekalipun. Itulah kelebihan besar yang dia ada berbanding kita ini.

8.30 pm

Akhirnya sampai ke UKM, sampai ke KDO. Segera aku berikan ubat yang aku beli itu kepada sayangku. Alhamdulillah, dia sembuh dengan jayanya. Bagus...tetapi! Every action has its consequences. Dek harga kos perubatan sayangku yang mahal itu, aku terpaksa mengikat perut sehinggalah mendapat duit turun dari langit nanti.

Oh, nak tengok ubat yang aku beli untuk sayangku?

Sayangku mampu tersenyum kembali.