The 3 days break took the people at no.7 away from home……save for the perpetual hermit .
Thus early Saturday morning we left Kangar in our trusted ciktam and cikbu.Making a journey of approx. 500 km was no easy feat when you were already past your prime.So the numerous near misses that we encountered along the way.There was an instance when the driver took a wrong turn that may end up ugly.
We were nearing Sungai Petani when we heard something peculiar.The sounds from undercarriage of the car was like that of a trombone being blown.Prtttttttttt. Pretttttttttttt.
We exited the Plus at the nearest interchange and combed the town for the workshop.
The mosque across the road is significant in mamason’s life.Someone treasured lies peacefully in her acres.
Nearly an hour was spent when ciktam had to undergo surgery.
We continued on our journey to KL after that arriving tired and worn out at TUDM quarters.
The entourage of toksaad clan was there to attend a wedding invitation .The bridegroom being cikli’s cousin.
Though dead tired,we still managed to go to Plaza Masalam as there were still things needed buying.And mamason did come home with a green tudung to wear the next day.
Memang shopping satu therapy.
Penat dan lelah letak ke tepi.
Yang penting senang hati.
Besok nak pergi makan kenduri……..hehe