Harabuhji

Semalam waktu tengah berjalan kaki ke hospital dengan Anis, dalam deretan kereta yang tersusun, ada satu kereta Volkswagen Beetle lama, warna kelabu. Aku rasa kereta tu sangatlah menarik perhatian Anis. Anis kata,

"Aku teringin nak ada satu kereta tu"

"Oh aku ada satu dekat rumah"

"Yeke? Cantik"

"Kereta atuk aku"

Perbualan seterusnya mengenai atuk dan kereta.

Waktu awal kahwin dulu, atuk cuma ada basikal. Daripada basikal upgrade ke motorsikal. Sweet jugalah bila bayangkan atuk dengan nenek bersama ke sana ke mari dengan basikal/motor. Lepastu fikir balik kesian atuk kena kayuh kot kot nenek berat ke. Kah! Kalau terpaksa jalan jauh tu, naiklah kenderaan awam macam bas ke teksi ke. 

Anak dah masuk 3 pun (mak aku), masih dengan motorsikal. Mengikut cerita atuk, satu hari mak minta atuk kereta. Waktu tu mak kecil lagi dalam usia budak-budak sekolah rendah.

"Abah, adik nak kereta"

Lalu atuk pun belikanlah mak kereta mainan.

"Abah, adik nak kereta betul bukan kereta mainan"

Aku taktaulah betul ke takkan cerita atuk ni (haha) tapi mungkin selepas fikir masak-masak tentang keluarga yang makin lama makin besar atuk pun buat keputusan untuk beli sebuah kereta. Masatu kereta murah je. Barang murah, tapi duit tak banyak. Atuk beli Volkswagen Beetle second hand dengan harga yang bagi aku murahlah nak dibandingkan dengan sekarang (dalam RM5k tak silap aku). Tapi zaman tu RM5k besar. Ke lagi murah tah, eii lupa! 

Maka bergembiralah emak dapat kereta takyah naik motor lagi pergi sekolah yay! 

Sekarang kereta tu dah nak masuk 40 tahun. Ada lagi dekat rumah. Tak guna sangat sebab atuk dah ada kereta lain. Sekarang guna untuk ke kebun saja oleh abah. Ada je orang datang rumah dengan RM30k (cash) nak beli kereta tu. Tapi atuk taknak, for sentimental reason. 

Aku tinggal dengan atuk dari aku merah lagi. Sampailah sekarang. Jadi senang kata aku membesar dengan kereta tulah. Itulah kereta yang atuk guna untuk hantar aku ke sekolah bila hujan. Aku benci gila hujan. Kalau boleh nak hari-hari panas. Sebab apa? Sebab kalau hari hujan terpaksalah naik kereta ke sekolah lepastu kena ejek dengan kawan sebab naik kereta katak. Sobs :(

"Atuk, tadikan dekat sekolah kawan ejek naik kereta katak :("

"Alah biarlah kawan tu, yang ejek tu pun belum tentu ada kereta, entah naik motor je"

Memang pun. Dahlah naik motor buruk pastu payung lubang-lubang sukati je ejek aku (statement jahat gila babi) 

Tolonglah ya Tuhan jangan turunkan hujan harini (doa aku hari-hari)

Tapi sekarang aku antara orang yang sebolehnya taknak kereta tu dijual mahupun diserahkan kepada cucu-cucu atau anak yang lain. Dalam kepala aku, nanti-nanti bila dah kerja, dah ada duit aku nak modify kereta tu sampai cantik. Kereta dah lamakan takboleh jalan jauh. Yang bestnya tak makan minyak. Tapi itulah nak cari barang sparepart tu susah sebab kereta lama. 

Okay rindu atuk :(

Sekarang atuk dah 84 tahun. 

Teringat masa kecil-kecil dulu berebut nak tidur sebelah nenek dengan atuk. Nenek hari-hari tidur bawah, temankan aku, jadi tidurlah atuk sorang-sorang di atas. Teringat bila bangun tidur (waktu kecil dulu umur dalam 4/5 tahun), nenek sapu rambut dengan minyak zaitun, buat simpulan bun. Aku pun panjat ke katil nak bermanja dengan atuk. Paling geli bila atuk letak tangan aku ke misai dan jambang yang baru lepas cukur. Rindunya zaman dulu. Lepas nenek siap simpul bun, aku minta nenek piggyback ke dapur. Kesian nenek tak larat cucu berat benor.

Ke dapur, sarapan sama-sama. Tak lama lepastu, atuk keluar beli barang dapur. Tiap kali atuk keluar beli barang dapur, atuk tak pernah lupa untuk beli gula-gula. Sekarang atuk dah tak kuat sangat, bila cuti, aku yang gantikan tempat atuk. Eii sedihnya bila flashback ni. Rasa nak terbang balik rumah sekarang juga nak peluk atuk & nenek kuat-kuat.

Akulah yang paling dekat sekali dengan atuk&nenek. Memang akulah cucu paling disayangi (kah!). Walaupun atuk &nenek kata sayang semua sama rata, aku tahu akulah yang paling mereka sayang. Confident level bapak tinggi gila. Haha. 

"Agaknya bila kau konvo nanti atuk ada lagi ke tak ya?"

"Agaknya nanti bila kau kahwin, dapat tak atuk tengok?"

(K sedih dengar)

Mestilah boleh tuk! Atuk ada lagi 16 tahun untuk hidup. 

Atuk cerita ada dokter yang rawat atuk cakap,

"Jangan risau pakcik, pakcik boleh hidup sampai 100 tahun"

Walaupun tahu itu tak benar, tapi dia buat atuk rasa gembira. 

"Nanti dah jadi dokter, jadi dokter yang baik. Layan pesakit baik-baik. Cakap elok-elok dengan orang tua. Jaga bahasa, jaga adab. Selalu senyum walaupun penat"

Sedihlahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nak balik nak peluk cium atuk :(

Nanti-nanti.

:)

So hi 2016

I think it is not too late for new year wishes.

May 2016 brings a lot of joy to us and may us all achieve whatever we want in life.

So, cheers man!

I'm turning 23 this year.

Oh God I'm getting older. I need to act like an adult and stop being childish. More positive and mature this year. 

I have another two weeks left before study weeks begins and I still have lots of procedure unchecked. I didn't have a chance yet to observe hysterectomy, manual placenta removal, paps smear and colposcopy. Talking to my friend, Dayah this afternoon about how Malaysian women nowadays tried so hard to become white, skinny and pretty by consuming supplements that they don't even aware of the ingredients being used. I'm not saying that all this products are bad. Hmm well technically maybe yes? It is not right to see people becoming fair and fairer within a month of consuming certain products. More worse within two weeks the effects already showing. What if the ingredients contain hormones like estrogen? Yes hormones makes you pretty. Makes your skin becomes flawless. But too much hormones destroy you. You might get estrogen dependent diseases like endometriosis, adenomyosis or worse endometrial cancer. People wont care until they finally suffered. Good for future medical students, they get to see hysterectomy daily. I am being sarcastic right now. 

I think most of the products act to block the production of melanin. Melanin is a pigment that gives us the color of the hair, skin and eyes. It is a black pigmentation. We need melanin for protection against UV damage. Please read more on melanin. Albino a type of disease that lack of melanin production. You see how white they are. They cant even go out to see the sun like us. They have to wear so much protection before going out. I'm afraid this products will later make you suffer from skin cancer. At this young reproductive age you wont get it. Wait till you menopause. Women are bless by God with hormones that protect us all from many kind of diseases. But it only works throughout the reproductive age. That is why it is hard to see young people with chronic diseases. Take care of your health since now. Don't wait until you become old. 

Do some research before buying cheap products that claim you can get prettier by consuming it for weeks. I am not saying expensive products is good. Don't get me wrong. Consult a dermatologist or trusted skincare consultant first. I don't understand why people tend to believe fake doctor than a real doctor. They just want your money. They don't ever bother what's gonna happen to you later. 

Hmm being a dermatologist sounds great ha. 

2016 is the 5th year being together with Shahrin yeay!

May God cherish us with happiness now and forever.

At this point of time, I just want to finish my studies on time and get a job.

I just want us to be happy, together.

Till then.
:)

Finding iPhone

If I tell you my missing iPhone had been found in less than 24h will you believe me?
Please do.
Read this POST first.

So this post is all about the journey to find Siti's iPhone (my first name is Siti so hihi)

I lost the phone on Friday (18th Dec) around 1.30 p.m. 1.48 p.m was the last time my phone was seen online (thru find my iPhone) and it was at someplace (we named it as X okay?) that I didnt know probably somewhere nearby the domestic airport. The apps only showed me the roof of the building so I didnt know whether it is a house, a shop, a warehouse, or whateverlah. As what I had said in the previous post, I lose hope. I cried a lot. My friend ask me whether I wanted to make a police report or not, I said no. What they can do? Will they believe on me? It is not a case involving crime, it was just my carelessness. I started googling for a new iPhone (second hand of course, I got no much money in my pocket). I thought I was okay. But I wasnt. I cried while writing the previous post. My friends, Beh & Diyana lent me their phone. But without simcard, it was useless. I need to renew my simcard. My mom scolded me for being so careless. I got mad too. How could she. She should calm me down instead of scolding. It is hard to explain the way I felt then.

I wish he was here. I started making myself busy. I didnt eat anything since noon, but I wasnt hungry. Glad my stomach understood. I couldnt sleep. Cortisol secretion increased as I was stressed out. That explained much things.

Around 9 p.m, Asila convinced me (again) to make a police report. I was like are you kidding man? Do you think the police will entertain? They got so much works to do. They probably wont have time for us. Hmm but we knew the last place the phone was at. So what if we try looking for it. Like dapat dapatlah tak dapat pasrah je. At least we try. No regrets.

Together with Asi, Tee Mars and At, we went to our first checkpoint which was Balai Polis JJJJ. I told them the purpose for making the report is to get back my phone. I showed them the map. Like what Ive been expecting, yes they didnt have time to entertain.

One of the inspector said,
"Terus teranglah saya cakap dik, ini bukan kes jenayah, ini kes kecuaian. Jadi kami tak dapat nak buat apa. Kami cuba untuk bantu sebab cik perempuan"
K.

They asked us to go to the nearest police station to X by our own. We had to find the station ourselves. Glad we finally made it.

So next stop was Balai Polis MMMM. I was moved, they wanted to help us as there was proof. Unfortunately, the problem is I didnt know whether the phone was still there or not. The phone was offline. Last seen on 1.48 p.m. It was nearly 12 a.m when we reached the police station. One of the abang polis knows how to read the map which looked so much confusing to me. Luckily X is nearby the station. If I tell you what X exactly is you will be surprised.

"Kenapa cik tak datang buat report dari siang tadi?"
"Saya taktau pula handphone hilang boleh buat report police"
"Cik, ayam, lembu, kerbau hilang pun boleh buat report cik"

Okay X is Kem Tentera OOOO. I seriously was surprised. Like what the heck my phone's doing there? So that's mean someone related to tentera or what took my phone. Let's be husnudzon. Maybe he planned to give it back by tomorrow? But didnt have time to call me? Perhaps. Well, it was a big chance for the person to take a free iPhone. Can I call it stealing by chance? The pakcik polis told us it was not easy to get into the camp. We should come in peace. No accusing. No harm.

"Cik kami cuba untuk bantu. Kita cakap elok-elok untuk masuk. Kalau tak dapat harap cik faham. Susah sikit cik sebab ini bukan kawasan kami"

Oh God please help me entering X, I prayed silently.

We followed the police car to the camp. I didnt know what the police said to the soldiers. I didnt hear them. I couldnt concentrate as I was too nervous. Imagine entering someplace that is unfamiliar to you and the receptionists are holding gun with fiery eyes looking at you like you have done something wrong. Scary dont you think? Thanks to pakcik polis we finally had the chance to enter the camp. It was not the first time for me since my dad was once an army.

Upon entering the camp, they just wanted one person to come out from the car.

"Seorang je keluar dari kereta"

So obviously I have to be the one since that's my phone that gone missing. As what I had done in the police station, again I showed them the maps. My phone wasnt far from the point where we were standing. I told them they can trace it using the apps but unluckily it was offline.

"Macam ni tuan point warna biru ni ialah lokasi di mana kita berada sekarang. Yang warna putih ni di mana hand phone saya berada. Tapi ni pukul 1.48 minit petang tadi. Sekarang phone off jadi saya taktau masih ada dekat point ni atau dah berada di tempat lain"
"Cik point biru ni akan gerak kan cik? Jadi saya akan tahu bila saya makin mendekat ke point putih?"
"Ya tuan"

"Sekurang-kurangnya kita nak tengok titik pertemuan antara dua titik ni"

I could read pakcik askar's face. It was written in his face that all this things is such a waste. It is impossible to find the phone.

"Takpe cik, shift saya dah nak habis. Nanti saya tolong cik"

Finally someone said it! God bless them. From the beginning I used Tee's phone as the navigator. I handed it to abang askar who willing to help. I think everyone knows that kem tentera is a restricted area. It is not a public area. So we couldnt go any further from the guardhouse. After 10 minutes of waiting, the abang askar came back.

He said excitedly to the pakcik.
"Bos betul bos saya tuju phone ni dekat pintu rumah A, takde apa-apa. Tapi bila saya tuju dekat pintu B berkelip-kelip bos. Macam mana pun B juga bos"

Unfortunately it was a family house.

"Kalau rumah bujang senang sikit cik kita nak geledah ini rumah yang dah bekeluarga susah sikit cik"
"Macam mana kalau memang betul telefon saya ada dekat situ tapi mereka tak mahu bagi?"

(Dealing with people like this you gotta talk strictly but in a polite way. Remember we come with no harm no accusing)

"Takpe cik kalau mereka tak nak mengaku saya akan arahkan unit jenayah tentera untuk geledah rumah tu"

I was "WOW LIKE SERIOUSLY MAN?"

"Kenapa tak datang dari siang tadi cik dah ada bukti, pagi-pagi buta macam ni baru nak datang"
"Saya taktahu tuan, kalau saya tahu dah lama datang"

(The policemen were already left long before abang askar searched for the house. This is not their area so they cannot be here for long. In simple words, they are just a helper to get me in)

I didnt know how the abang askar talked to them about the missing phone, about the apps that lead him to the house. I really wanted to know how the conversation went.

About 10 minutes waiting, again, the abang came back I hoped with a good news of course. He parked his bike next to my car. Hands in the pocket ready to show me something.

"Cik jumpa dah" (1.56 a.m. on 19th Dec)

Oh God thank you my Lord. You answered my prayer.

"Anak dia kata dia terjumpa dekat terminal siang tadi"

I didnt ask further questions. I was amazed. The apps really leaded me to the right way. I was thinking it is "terjumpa" or really terjumpa? I guess it was "terjumpa" because my simcard was already removed. The phone was switch off though there was still some batteries left. I really wanted to know how the abang asked for the phone.

Have you watched Paper Town?
At said our journey last Friday was like in the movie. It wasnt searching for a missing friend, but for a missing phone. Thank you Asi and all for non stop convincing me to make a report. If not, I wont get to see my precious phone ever again.

It was an amazing journey. Young people like me and friends, like the abang-abang polis and askar were so much amazed with the technology established by Apple Inc. Sure it would be a hot subject to talk about for days.

BUT the apps can only trace the missing phone provided the phone is online (meaning the phone must not be switched off and the mobile data is on)

Once you have used an iPhone, you wont look at other phones anymore (I think this statement is applicable to most of iPhone user)

Till then.