An Akad, PMTJ and Wheels
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I went to Lina’s aunt akad nikah ceremony last night. When the spokesman for the to be groom’s party spoke up and introduced himself and his posse, it was a familiar name to me. As she was inside the house and I was sitting in the tent outside, I texted her.
“Ma, recognized the voice?”
I couldn’t place the voice even if my life depended on it and I am sure Lina doesn’t too but what the heck.
“No, y?”
“Tu yang tengah cakap tu is (the man’s name), pak mertua tak jadi u…”
A long pause.
“Oh ya, I see him now, didn’t expect to see him here tonite.”
“Y, excited ke?”
“Huh? Apa u cakap ni…?”
That was that. Tomorrow night, it’s at Mandarin Oriental. Sofia is upset since they do not make any provisions for children. Lina’s parents have a room at the hotel tomorrow night but she is not comfortable of leaving Sofia alone in a hotel room. Sofia does not know about it. I’m not telling her, for I’ll just caught in between the two of them. We have to park her at my sister’s house. I’ll bribe my niece Aina to keep her occupied and happy there. Ah well…….
The Hilux is just lovely. You are high up there and can look down at everyone else, except when a real truck or and express bus comes along. Then I kalah lah…. About the only thing is that since it has a long and wide wheelbase, with leaf springs at the back, it does groan and moan a bit when the road is a bit bumpy due to the long and big body being twisted and torqued. A friend assured that some replacement shock absorbers from Old Man Emu could vastly improve that. At a cost of about RM 1,700. Uh, I’ll live with the groans and moans a while longer then. But on the highways, it’s something else. Last week, I was on the rightmost lane, enjoying the drive, overtaking a car when another car came from behind and flashed it’s lights at me. Mr. Impatience Personified (Mr. IP) himself is on the road. And he is behind me. And I am in his way. And he needs to get past me. So I did the only thing sensible to do at that time, at that place and in that situation. I floored the gas. Now, even though the Hilux weighs 1860 kg (well, 1997 kg with me and the flatbed cover plus the junk I have in the car), a 2,500 cc turbocharged diesel engine can do wonders when called upon. No, it cannot do 270 km/hr but whatever it was that night, it was good enough to say goodbye, a real honest teary-eyed goodbye to Mr. IP. I later slowed down and waited for Mr. IP to come by but he never did. Either he discovered religion, went into a ditch or was teleported away by aliens. And oh, those who know me, knows that I do not drive like a maniac. Part maniacal driving sometimes maybe, sometimes, but not a full-throttled maniac. In my three weeks in using the Hilux, I have yet to intimidate any other driver, and I intend to keep it that way. I have a good reason for that, for almost all the time, I am training two future drivers.
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I went to Lina’s aunt akad nikah ceremony last night. When the spokesman for the to be groom’s party spoke up and introduced himself and his posse, it was a familiar name to me. As she was inside the house and I was sitting in the tent outside, I texted her.
“Ma, recognized the voice?”
I couldn’t place the voice even if my life depended on it and I am sure Lina doesn’t too but what the heck.
“No, y?”
“Tu yang tengah cakap tu is (the man’s name), pak mertua tak jadi u…”
A long pause.
“Oh ya, I see him now, didn’t expect to see him here tonite.”
“Y, excited ke?”
“Huh? Apa u cakap ni…?”
That was that. Tomorrow night, it’s at Mandarin Oriental. Sofia is upset since they do not make any provisions for children. Lina’s parents have a room at the hotel tomorrow night but she is not comfortable of leaving Sofia alone in a hotel room. Sofia does not know about it. I’m not telling her, for I’ll just caught in between the two of them. We have to park her at my sister’s house. I’ll bribe my niece Aina to keep her occupied and happy there. Ah well…….
The Hilux is just lovely. You are high up there and can look down at everyone else, except when a real truck or and express bus comes along. Then I kalah lah…. About the only thing is that since it has a long and wide wheelbase, with leaf springs at the back, it does groan and moan a bit when the road is a bit bumpy due to the long and big body being twisted and torqued. A friend assured that some replacement shock absorbers from Old Man Emu could vastly improve that. At a cost of about RM 1,700. Uh, I’ll live with the groans and moans a while longer then. But on the highways, it’s something else. Last week, I was on the rightmost lane, enjoying the drive, overtaking a car when another car came from behind and flashed it’s lights at me. Mr. Impatience Personified (Mr. IP) himself is on the road. And he is behind me. And I am in his way. And he needs to get past me. So I did the only thing sensible to do at that time, at that place and in that situation. I floored the gas. Now, even though the Hilux weighs 1860 kg (well, 1997 kg with me and the flatbed cover plus the junk I have in the car), a 2,500 cc turbocharged diesel engine can do wonders when called upon. No, it cannot do 270 km/hr but whatever it was that night, it was good enough to say goodbye, a real honest teary-eyed goodbye to Mr. IP. I later slowed down and waited for Mr. IP to come by but he never did. Either he discovered religion, went into a ditch or was teleported away by aliens. And oh, those who know me, knows that I do not drive like a maniac. Part maniacal driving sometimes maybe, sometimes, but not a full-throttled maniac. In my three weeks in using the Hilux, I have yet to intimidate any other driver, and I intend to keep it that way. I have a good reason for that, for almost all the time, I am training two future drivers.
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posted by dudae_simboyo at 11:26
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