Unfortunate Day

I was told that the bus would departed on 28th March in the morning around 9am. I arrived early at Masjid Al-Furqan, Chendering, where we would get on bus.

It was really early actually. Nobody was there except few men and women who were loitering at warong. So we decided to go to Adah's place first.

That's why people said, call first before you wanna come....

Adah wasn't at her hostel. She went out to Rusila's beach. I looked for her but she seemed to be nowhere in my sight. I t was near 9am, without seeing Adah, we left her food and some pocket money to her friend.

It was 9.15am but nobody with baggage was around the mosque. Umi had to leave me because she had to bring Abah to clinic . Deep in my heart, I could feel that something was wrong. I called kak Ani but she said the bus would departed on the morning.

So I decided to wait in the mosque.... luckily I brought a novel titled Gossip Girl. So I would be spending my time reading it.

Not long after Umi left, a car arrived. My heart kept praising to Allah for helping me. To be honest, my mind kept thinking about something bad would happen, especially in my case where a girl being alone far from family and wasn't ready for anything would happen.

The girl named Wan Suhaila or more friendly to be called as La. We talked about basic things to get to know each other and she turned out to be studying at the same school with my sister.

Suddenly, she got a call from her aunt , she was told that the bus would departed at night . Omg!!! Then I got a call from kak Ani, she was telling me the same thing. I called umi to pick me up...

After La had gone, Umi called me to tell that it was better for me to just stay at the mosque because Abah got a really heavy fever and she couldn't leave him alone.

An uncle who was tidying the mosque asked about my existence and guess what he said???

"You had been tested before going to Perak, you might not know what would happen when you were in Perak but you had to be ready"

I spent my time reading the novel and after pray I would read some verses from quran as a protection actually.

I didn't go out except for two times, first to buy some Bahulu at 3pm and second to look for restaurant to find some food to feed this hunger tummy after Asar.

The restaurant that had already opened didn't serve nasi but Roti Canai..omg I was dying of hunger!!!

I walked along the road while my lips kept reciting some do'a...and at last I found a small shop selling mee sup. So I ordered one...

Bi Hun sup...yummu3..

After solat maghrib, there was a religious speech. I sat and listened with some aunts that came to the mosque. It finished just before Isya's call.

The sadddest part on my unlucky day happened after solat Isya. Everybody was sympathy for my existence in the mosque since morning. They kept asking whether I had eaten or not. Their sympathy made me really sad until my eyes got wet.

I explained that it was alright for me as I had some much experience like this when I was in the UK. But still.....

I texted my friend Azura to express my feeling but I didn't tell her what really happened. Whatever it was, thanks a lot my friend...

My unfortunate day ended when I got on the bus with other sisters, aunts, uncles and brothers at 10pm.

What happened next?? I'll tell you in my next entry...

Bye bye for now...