Where We Are... : 2. 25 June 2010

Welcome to my journal, which aku menghilang for almost two week,

25 Juni – Seremban, Malaysia

Seharusnya, aku bangun lebih pagi. But, aku baru bisa menutup mata (dan tidak benar benar beristirahat), sekitar jam empat pagi. Mungkin karena ceiling fan, if you know what I mean.

Pagi ini Suryani akan tiba. Which is dia akan go with us to Singapore and spend there for holiday. Good news, that means, ada yang bantuin angkat bagasi. Yihaa.

Nekat. Akan pindahan, but pilih ke KL dan use train to Sing.

People would call that stupid. 

Haha.

Pagi yang terlalu siang. Siang yang membingungkan. Bangun, dan sadar, this is not only a vacation.

Suryani tiba tepat waktu. Perjalanan menuju bandara, duduk di seat belakang mobil, selalu membuatku ingin menulis. Banyak kata-kata dan kalimat yang tidak pernah kuduga. Namun, aku tidak membawa apapun untuk dituliskan. Aku harus rela, kalimat-kalimat itu berlalu.

Setelah keluar dari pintu exit, maka yang paling menggoda Old Town Coffee. Never been there. So tempting.

Theo, the youngest son of Cu Wen, pee in the car. Then he slept.

He awaked, we all still in the car.

Went to The Store. Bought stuff to Sing. Cheaper. So much cheaper.

Visit Rev. Wong, and he invited us a dinner. Yey!

Had a coffee with students in STM (Malaysia Theology School). Raining.

Richard and his wife invited us to breakfast.

Yuhuu, I love breakfast.

Raining. Feels want to go home.

It felt romantic that time.

Talking.

Rain stopped. Still feels wanna go home.

We went to dinner.

Cloudy.

Met Rev. Wong’s Wife. Met his brother. Met his sister in law. And his niece.

Plan for trip to KLCC.

Had a ordinary fried rice, Hor Fun, Mie Goreng, Fish Head Bee Hoon, One kind of Veg, One kind of Pork, and the most unchangeable Chinese tea.

Rain in the middle of dinner.

Moved inside.

Talked, about plan to TTC. About church. About elders.

Laughed.

Tired. Went home.

Suryani slept well.

Guess me? Haha. This time, 3 o’clock.

I like the head fish bee hoon. But not delicious as I always had in Medan.

I’m not complaining.

Just another journal of my trip. Correction, my journey.

Actually, I don't wanna go home now,I just miss home. *smiling*

To be cont.... ^^

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1. Where We Are… : 1. 24 June 2010

2. Where We Are… : 2. 25 June 2010