(Skrg ni susah lah nak upload gambar kat internet sbb prolem nak setting Bluetooth device kat PC, pastu ada limit pulak masa nak upload gambar (only 5 images per upload, connection status, etc). Tu pasal lambat nak update blog ni. Lagipun, skrg byk assignment ngan meeting. So, i just got this new idea - tulis blog dulu, baru upload gambar! Camne? Idea "canggih" kan? Oh ya, pasal blog hari ni, patutnya kena tulis lepas blog yg lepas, tp br bleh post skrg... (sbb masalah td tulah!))
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Today, I woke up at 11.00am (jgn risau, dah solat Subuh!), when Fikri asked me ,"Teman aku pergi Times Square? Aku belanja..." TING! Alright aja aku! Tapi naik apa? Motorsikal kawan dia! Hah? But I didn't dare to ride with him - it's RISKY! Dahlah jauh, naik motor tak bahaya ke? Tapi kesian kat dia plak, mmm... oklah, ikutlah dia!
Pukul 12.00pm, kitorang pun pergilah naik motor bersama - Fikri yang tunggang motor, aku membonceng Fikri! Tapi tak rasa selesa pulak naik motor ni - apasal kaki kanan ni rasa sakit + lenguh je? Tapi memang seronok juga naik motor ni - rasa adventurous la pulak! sekurang-kurangnya tau la skit pasal jalan nak pergi sana...
Around 12.30pm, we stop at Petronas gas station, coz we the motor needs fuel! I take this chance to get into the Petronas Mesra shop, and I found a lot of Transformers caps on one shelf!
I thought I wanna ask the staff if I could purchase the caps WITHOUT buying any fuel, products at the shop but Fikri already done filling the gas into his motorcycle. So we continue our adventure...
Around 1.15pm, we finally reached Times Square - after I RECOGNISED the roundabout which leads to the building! We find a good spot under the overhead bridge near the building as I tell him how I am afraid of being sued by the police...
Looks like the Sahibba game still continues. We entered the building via the main lobby, and we could see directly some new cars shows (Toyota if I'm ot mistaken) and on the right... a Transformers toy booth! Oh great! But I can't go there... I need to fulfill Fikri's request - he wants to find a pair of new sandals. So we start to go from the highest floor, and we could get some nice views from top... Oh, solat Zohor dulu!
Then I saw another XL-Shop here! Probably a secondary store to keep exra stocks? I could see the Leader-class Optimus Prime but it's Takara version - RM235! Hmm... not buying...
We get through in front of all shops in each floor, we asked any shops which sells shoes and sandals if there are any type that Fikri want - some doesn't have, some does have, but very expensive...
Then we got to some shop in the corner of some floor (didn't remember while writing this), when there are to opposing shops calling people to have a fish spa. Fish spa? Ooo.. the place where you put your feet into a pool of fishes and then the fishes "massage" your feet - There is once a shop like that at Tesco Ampang. But I didn't know how the fish "massages". To my shock, Fikri actually wanted to do it! He chooses the shop with least (one, actually) person in it and the shopkeeper gave him a hot water feet-bath, before he put it into the pool of fishes, and he chooses 15 minute package (RM12). At first I refused because it is not necessary, then when I put my finger and amazed to see the fishes coming straight into my finger (and also Fikri offered to treat me), I agreed, but late 5 minutes. I had my feet-wash, and put my feet into the pool. You know what actually the fish does? It eats the dead cells! OH MY! It tickles so much (Especially if it eats the underside of your feet!)! There's even the Banjaran-type fish that we could see in aquariums! There's no pain actually! An enjoyable experience, I swear!
I mentioned there's one person at the shop, right? He's name is Siva, came from Sri Lanka, a Hindi. But we do had a good chat with him. Fikri asked if in his village there's any Muslims do tabligh activities around there, and he says "Yes". He also mentioned that the Muslims were very good, and even some invite them to eat together during any Muslim events. (He's sure lucky to met good Muslims like in that story, may Allah gave hidayah to him) He actually came with his wife and around-5-year-old son.
Then we end our fish-eating-deadcells massage after 20 minutes, we shake hands together with Siva and his shy son, then we continues our "mission".
After getting through all the floors, we finally made to this shoe shop. But the shop was expensive to me IMHO, but he bought it anyway.
Then we get to some area near the movie theather's entrance, where we saw a clothes' sale promotion. Fikri also wanted to buy some trousers and clothes! I act as his "bodyguard" while he tested the clothes before he bought them. Then. I'm wondering if he's acually a rich person but somewhat with "low-profile" attitude?
Now it's 4.00pm, and we already done our shoppings (I didn't buy any either!) and Fikri asked about where should we eat. Then I thought for a while - he already spent a lot of money on the clothes, but foods sold here was quite expensive and "dubious", can he live with that? Then, I got an IDEA ("TING!" - light up idea bulb sound, lol) - bring him to my house (Thanks to the roundabout, I actually know how to go back to my condominium)! Not only we could ate something "free", but I could also submit my Score A forms to my father. But, there's a problem - My mother HATE me for riding a motorcycle for a FAR distance! So, I suggest a trick - go to Cempaka LRT station (the nearest LRT station), hide the motorcycle and the helmets somewhere at the parking lot, call my mother to fetch us and pretend that we just went from Bangi/Times Square via LRT. Fikri agreed and we do as what I planned... and it all went well!
At my home, I met my family members and introduce Fikri to my family and my home, and we chat about what we went through just now (except we LIED about how we travel to get here!). For our lunch, luckily, were my favourite foods - Singam and Daging Masak Merah! I ate quite greedily (i'm very hungry, seriously!) while Fikri was quite shy eating his own meal! Then my father came back from work and I submitted the forms to my father, but he just like "Hmm", "OK" only (Strangely HE was the one who wants me to join the program so much, why he became less interested now? Maybe because of the registration fee?). But at least everyone's happy. However, after Asar, my parents want to leave our home for some business which makes us to leave too. So I and Fikri followed my parents via my mother's ATOS car to send us at the Cempaka LRT station. Yet, they never suspected something wrong. Then I salam my parents and gave a farewell wave to them while watching them leaving the LRT area. After 15 minutes to confirm their "non-existence" in this area, Fikri and I took out the motorcycle and had a ride back to KUIS... However, I felt guilty for LYING to my parents... We reached KUIS before Maghrib...
So tired!
This is the end!
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