Today,cikli had to meet the doctor at Hospital lama Alor Setar.
So at 8.00 .we set off in our iriz with cikli at the wheel as his wife was feeling a little bit of yoyoall .
Fening gitu. But a glass of freshly squeezed lemon put her head straight though.
Reaching the premise around 9,we headed for the foodcourt by the river. Parked the iriz and walked across the bridge .
Eh... macam cikgu Shaari punya jambatan la masa dia dating cikgu Norkiah.
Had lempeng nyok dan ikan temenung sorang sekor washed down with iced tea.
|Pulun cikli pulun|
Gemok nya ikan temenung
|Hamboi ,macam cikgu Shaari dok tunggu marka|
Cikgu Norkiah pi mana?
Waiting gingerly for our turn to be called,the room was eventually filled with patients as cikli. Appointment by phones.
Sharing the little space were a few couples and one non stop talking kakak.
It wa nearly 12 when cikli's turn came but alas his appointment card was left in the car. So down the lift,across deserted alleys, into a few departments marched his wife to retrieve the card.
Pakcik kena ambil ubat kat farmasi, told the nurse.
Oh yeah...another 40 minutes wait as the pharmacy would only be operating at two.
By 2.30 had luch at the same ikan sekoq peknga stall. Well the food was palatable. Liking it.
Reached home around 4 with cikson at the wheel...
Tulah saja cerita kami...
Tak dak apa pun.
Balik balik cerita sakit. Balik2 cerita hospital. Tak happening kan.
|Kenapa kita tak boleh jadi Jepun ya|
Longkang depa air boleh bela ikan kap pun ada
|Seberang longkang lesu|
Tempat warga hospital menjamu
|Bunga purple jadi pengubat selera mata...|