Assalamualaikum. Hye hye everybody.
I started typing at 09.50p.m 15th of august 2016. dont know when will finish. I can go find something to eat, i can go to the toilet, i can make coffee. So, it will takes time.
The previous 4th august...
My very first niece was welcomed to this world. Born with weight of 2.5kg, she is so small!! Her name is auffa zuyyin. I dont know what her name means.
She will address me as "ummi". Well, to be frank, i'm not a good ummi. When auffa started to cry, i will run away. I dont know how to calm her down. But then, i got used to holding her in my arm, walking around the house n makes silly faces when others are not around.
The previous 10 of august..
One of my staff invited me to her brother's birthday party which will be held on 12th of august. My two other staffs (zati n k.faezah) dont have transport, so i was willing to give them a ride.
11 of august..
I want to make sure zati's house location before the party. I sent her home that day. I realized the small road towards her house was quite narrow. I can see a bungalow along the road. An empty bungalow. Others are just tall trees and bushes. Real thick bushes. The road too was hilly. Zati's house was not that far, so it takes only a minute to reach her house from the main road.
I used a motorcycle provided by my company on that day. Done sending her, i rode the motorcycle back to my house. While riding, quite far from the empty bungalow, i saw a kid, about 6 to 7 years old kid was walking. I saw his back. Wearing a brown tshirt with his left side pant fold up to his knee. When i try to pass him, i try to take a glance at his face, but i just cant. Then i realized my motorcycle getting heavier. I used gear 2. It should not be heavy. Unless i'm 100++kg. Then i try to have a glance again through my right side mirror, but i cant see him. At that time, i dont suspect anything. I just thought, "i must have not look right, thats why i cant see him, +the road is going up, i need to focus on the road"
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UPSSS..TOLD YA..THIS POST HAD BEEN POSTPONED DUE TO MY BUSY LIFE..ERMM..NO, NOT BUSY. BUT GOT NO FEELING TO TYPE. I MEAN THE LAZY SICKNESS JUST GOT ME.
Now, its 6.17p.m on 22nd of august 2016. I'm at Penang already. Its my 4th day working here.
Let me continue with the ghost story.
The next day, on 12 august, i talked to k.faezah. She asked me, "Do you know that the road to zati's house is haunted?". I replied, "ya, i only realized that when i reached home yesterday"
She asked again, "so are you brave enough to take her before going to the party tonight?"
The conversation then makes me realized that the boy i saw the day before was not a human being.
To be more cautious, i asked my housemate to join the party. Atleast the was someone beside me when i drive to take zati.
The party went smoothly.
The next day at my working place, i asked zati about the possibility for a boy to walk alone at 7.30pm near her house. She was quite shocked. She said, there was once an accident in that exact place, where 3 siblings died. (At least i only met one of them)
That was just.....shocking
Then, on 15th of august(the night when i start typing this post) i told the story to my sister, mom and dad. They all laughed at me and my mom told me that, "you can't see his face because they cant show their faces to you. You had recite the verse of quran i taught to you and Allah will protect you from the bad things"
It just went that way. And i'm always glad to be protected by Him, with the help of my mothers' prayers.
Then, another big news, a big bad news i got that day was when my monitor send me messages through whatsapps saying that i need to be transferred to Kepala Batas, Penang..because there was no vacancy at Kelantan at this moment. I hate going out of Kelantan. I just got my niece. I love kissing her. I love feeding my miki mong mong, hug him when i knew he's so smelly and not so clean. I love my old satria. I just changed my front car mirror for rm600 two weeks ago n now i'm leaving him. I love my red,old but energetic satria. I pay his roadtax, so i need to use him. Its such a waste to let him rest under the rambutan tree in front of my house. O my satria..i love you. Make sure you love me back okay?!!never be sick, if you get sick, i'll sick too.. sick of getting my money snatched by the foremen.
I'll be transferred to Gong Badak, Terengganu. The latest branch of my company. They are getting ready for the opening. Just make sure i'll be sent there. And please make it faster okey.. i dont want to stay here longer. I hate staying away from my house eventhough i know gong badak is not that near to my house either.
Auffa n miki!!!wait for me!!i'm going home next month to celebrate Eidul Adha~~
*wait, i dreamt of him a few days ago. I stalked his facebook but i got false alarm. He didnt post any new update. This is so sad. He he he
Till next post..bye bye!!
