Chapter 2 page 21

Petang tadi balik kelas dengan sejuk-sejuk nyaa. Sepatut ada round and masuk ot tengok cs tapi round tak jadi sebab doktor penat sangat and tak boleh masuk ot sebab saya lupa bawak white coat. Hmm. 

As semua geng dah jalan balik dulu sebab diorang punya round hari lain, so saya jalan balik sorang, heading to kak Naju's house to get my kipas in Kafr Isom. Kafr Isom ni kampung sebelah la lebih kurang. Made me think how to get there as quick as possible. Zohor tak setel lagi ni huiiii. Ada dalam sejam macam tu before asar. 

Nak pergi sendiri rumah kak Naju tapi tak kenal. Nak ajak kawan teman macam menyusahkan pulak. Saya sebolehnya taknak susahkan orang kalau benda tu saya boleh usaha buat sendiri. Lain cerita kalau memang far beyond my ability of tulang empat kerat ni. 

Masa lepas saya lintas jalan nak ke Kafr Isom tu Allah turun petunjuk supaya ambik tuk-tuk je. Kahkah bajet dapat petunjuk tak leh blah. Tuk-tuk tu macam motor roda tiga tuu la.

Probelemnya persatuan sangat tak bagi student naik tuk-tuk sensorang sebab bahaya dah banyak kes rompak, sexual harrasment and all. Tapi tapi memang desperado tahap dewa laut dah ni. Cant be help nymore. You gonna get your things done or you balik rumah sesaja?

Maka saya dengan berat hatinya bukak fon cari map yang kak Naju hantar semalam. Saya saaangat tak familiar dengan muka bumi geografi Kafr Isom ni.  Nak kata nya pertolongan dari Allah jugak ni bila tetiba ada tuk-tuk baikk punya parking tepi jalan time tu. Pakcik tuk-tuk tu macam tunggu someone. Saya tanya kenal tak tempat yang saya nak pergi tu, dia cakap tak unless saya yang tunjuk jalan. I was like puzzled. Alaaa cemanaa. Dah la jauh. Dah la tak kenal. Dah la bahaya. 

Then saya pun decide nak redah je. Baca doa, tawakkal nothing bad is going to happen. Pakcik ni nampak baik saja. Saya takut jugak nak naik benda alah ni as biasanya orang yang bawak tuk-tuk ni quite muka gangster ganas asyik nak pau duit orang je. Kira pakcik ni tahu draw the line la kot sebab dia baik, at least nampak baik. 

Selepas menempuh banyak onak dan duri landak laut akhirnya saya sampaiiii huwargghh. Minta pakcik tu tunggu jap kat depan rumah kak Naju sebab saya tak larat nak angkat kipas tu sendiri. Terima kasih pakcik! Pakcik baikk sangat yeayy! Paid him 10 pound and i got back to home safely after that. 

I did it by my own hoyeh. Magic ni. 

Alhamdulillah. 

"Preparation can only take you so far, after that you got to take a few leaps of faith." - lincoln burrow

Mudahnya, have a faith in Him. And you gonna be fine. Dont worry kay. 

Nak tido dah sebenarnya dahh pukul 1250 malam tapi kena tengok ni dulu. Harus neutralizing-kan kepala dengan UNIC tolama asyku lepas 2 jam ngadap prison break.

happens all the time.

1.
"where are all the male in this class? did you ate them?"
-..-

setiap hari setiap saat dan ketika Doctor akan tanya soalan ni. kahkah
kelas kami memang semua perempuan pun sebab majoriti nama Nur atau 'nun' dalam list name. and beberapa kerat lelaki yang terperangkap dalam tu akan tukar masuk kelas lain.


2.
"bitkallim arabiy?" - boleh cakap arab tak?
"aiwah. syuwayya-syuwayya." - boleh. sikit-sikit
-..-

daripada tahun satu sampai tahun enam kalau arabs tanya kami duk ulang jawapan sama. more to malas nak jawab sebenarnya. jawab macam tu senang. kang jawab tahu kang ditanya macam-macam pulak.


3.
"why here in the faculty you speak english while whenever you're dealing with egyptians you speak arabic?"

-..-
sebab time terdesak jer bantai cakap arab. time ambik kes dengan patient atau time beli barang. and time pergi kelas Syeikh. Syeikh pulak cakap arab buku teks, senang la nak paham. arabs lain cakap bahasa pasar. boleh paham tapi lambat.


4.
"entum min sinn?" - kamu dari China ke?
"la. ehna min malizi." - tak. kami dari Malaysia

-..-
muka tak macam cina langsung. heh! penat dah di ni-hao kan oleh arabs ni. jawab wo ai ni kang baru taw.


5.
"cemana korang baca quran?"
"hafaz quran tak?"
X_X

soalan ni selalunya pakcik teksi suka tanya.
im dying inside la kalau dapat soalan ni. erk.

6.
"apa pendapat awak tentang Mesir? mana lagi best, to be here or Malaysia" - typical egyptians punya soalan.

subjective sangat soalan ni. nak jawab kena ready kertas kajang 74 keping.
depan arabs kita puji Mesir, tapi dalam hati Malaysia tetap bertaman indah. uuuuu.

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out of 10 prof yang mengajar kitorang O&G ni kan, only seorang yang puji pencapaian student malaysia batch final year tahun lepas.
mostly doctor masuk kelas akan merungut kenapa batch tahun lepas punya paper teruk sangat. meaning tahun lepas satu lagi lebih excellent banding tahun lepas punya. kitorang pun hilang akal dah nak differential diagnose cemana boleh jadi macam tu.

lulus med school tak bawa makna apa-apa kalau knowledge takda.

luus med school tak bawa makna apa-apa kalau awak tak boleh nak treat patient dengan baik.

gitu lah lebih kurang ayat doktor. we were like, frozen. banggg! tepat bullet tembus kepala.

down sekejap sebab muka doktor semua macam disappointed sangat nyaaa lah.
kitorang yang dengar ni pun laaagi lah disappointed. hampir 6 tahun belajar rasa macam tak tahu apa-apa. Allahu.

its time to make the difference.

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                          Scofield. 

On my way balik ke Tanta dari Cairo.

Dalam bas, bukak laptop pasang Prison Break season 1 episode 11. Nasib baik laptop kecik and ringan, mudah nak usung. Jam pukul 530 petang, dah malam kalau kira sebab maghrib pukul 515 tadi. Perjalanan balik about 2 jam lebih. Bateri sempat 3-4 episode pun jadi la ni. Bosan dah taktahu nak buat apa. 

Maisyarah kat seat tepi dah lama lena, pening kepala agaknya. Cairo ni agak panas banding dengan Tanta. Maybe because if those sky high buildings, crowded traffics and sea of people made the temperature tense, masked the cold weather.

20 minutes passed when suddenly somebody poked my shoulder, asked me to turn my laptop's screen to his side. Haha! Ammu tepi nak join tengok Prison Break jugak. 

Okay Ammu no prob at all. Tak lama lepas tu saya perasan seat tepi and seat belakang pun join sama tengok cerita ni. Budak kecik seat belakang umur 8 tahun pun tengok. Elok jee dia menyandar kat kerusi saya. Oh man. Rasa nk skip je part the cons belasah orang dalam cerita tu. Tak elok untuk underages ni kan. Hahak. 

Muka solehah berbaju kurung elok tapi tengok cerita ganas. Hahahah. Okay bai. 

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Pindah bilik kemas rumahh.

Allahu. Penatnyaaaa. 

Rasa nak kargo je semua buku ni. 

And penuhkan rak dengan buku o&g and surgery. 

Tambah buku anatomy sikit. 

Tak sabar nak masuk bilik baru. 

Tak sabar nak pasang langsir baruuu.

Penat dah menumpang bilik orang. 

Orang pun dah muak tengok muka kita. Kot. Kot la haha. 

Lepas kemas, kitorang pun duduk sekeliling kakak2 yang bakal konvo 25hb ni, minta azimat kata semangat yang terakhir. And then barulaa kitorang dapat concludekan the whole picture about how this final year really is.

The exams, viva, cases, tools and everythingg in between. Like seriously berkajang. 

One word from me,

SCARY. 

.......

Get back to books people! Huarghhh. 

The cakes and the nanny.

I was walking down the road on my way home from Awwal Bahr the other day. I was walking alone. Saja nak ambik angin petang-petang, sorang-sorang. Main perasaan, gituh. Haha. 

Okay then when suddenly i spotted a small cake house, about 10 meters ahead. Nice! Cherry. Nama kedai tu Cherry. I always bought an ice cream from this cake house eventho they are famous for their mouth-watering cakes. The ice cream here ughhghh i donno how to describe it. So sedappp. But on that day they didnt sell ice cream maybe because of the weather was so cold. Well, sapa nak makan ice cream winter gini ye dak. 

Kecewa sikit sebab ingat nak makan ice cream sambil jalan balik. But tiba-tiba came an idea, haaa how bout we eat the cakes with nenek yang jual sayur depan metro? Share sesama? Sounds good. 

Uuuu. So i bought two pieces of good looking so handsome cakes. I chose a very nice one and nampak-sedap aaaaa gitu. Got a bottle of mineral water and a box of cakes. But they (orang kedai) gave me only one set of fork that came with a small knife and a tissue. How im gonna eat the cakes with the nanny if i got only one forkkk. Ishhh Ammu niii. Next time awak cakap la nak berapaaa kan senang. *ketuk kepala sendiri*

Along the way tu duk salahkan diri kenapa tak mintak duaaa. Takkan nak sodok kek dengan pisau. No no cannot. And also takkan nak kongsi garpu? Mana boleh kongsi garpu dengan stranger. Mana tahu dia ada penyakit apa2 ke. Egypt. Everything is possible. Erk. Paranoid nyaaaa aku ni. *ketuk kepala lagi*

The nanny who i knew couple of months before is very poor, hardly selling some vegetables to make her living. She is very old as i can notice her back is already hunched, and she walks with a cane, tremors all over her hand. But what makes me so proud of her is she never begged for money. Eventho she is very old and poor, she is still working and struggling for her living. :'( 

Always tearing me down whenever i saw her working under the heating sun. :'((

Haa okay back to our story. Hihi. 

I was sooo relieved when i saw her hut was opened because it was friday, a public holiday for Egyptians. From afar i could see her small hut, with some kind of veges displayed in front of it. Got some peppers, zuchinis, potatoes, carrots and others but they were all in small amount only. She sat silently behind the hut, tying some gargil, knotting them together to be more easier to sell. 

The moment she saw me, she was surprised. We shook hands and talked. But i didnt talk much because i dont realllly know Arabic. Just a simple chats hahah. She asked if i want to buy some veges and she will give me discount. So i told her that i brought some cakes for her. But i couldnt find an understandable words to tell her that i want to eat the cakes together wih her. Hahaha pity me. 

She smiled and took the cakes. She kissed me and said that she was very thankful for the cake. I was "err er its okay. No prob at all." But dalam hati, "nenek, saya nak makan kek tu sama-samaaa dengan nenek sebab tu saya beli dua. Alaaa. Jom la makan sesama jom la." Tapi dalam hati je laaah. Hahaha sedih betul. Tak sampai hajat nak makan kek sama-sama. And then she took a plastic bag to pack some zuchinis and carrots for me, but i smiled and resisted because i really dont need them. "I dont want vege, I just want to eat the cakes with youu." Jerit dalam hati. Ouhh lupa! Air! I opened my backpack and handed a mineral water to her. 

her name is Naimah.
i love her. hihi

                

till we meet again!

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