fuhh..so lega..after being hectic for many months,now it's time to say,'yeahhh..we're coming to our sweet happy hour.'
dashing out the meeting room,with handfuls of heavy & bulky bundles,my eyes straightly to its view..oh..no..not again..why must it happen at this hour..pushing keypads on my vivaz,calling so manja-manja asking for sympathy..
"abang,tayar kereta flat,sayang kat sekolah ni..baru je abis meeting"
"ni mesti kena paku bumbung yg bersepah kat sekolah"
"haa..paku?bumbung?sekolah?"
once hearing his unpleasant voice,guessing he was not in mood..alamak aii..nak buat camno ek..
luckily enough,one of our friends came to the meeting accompanied by her dear hubby..without so malu and buat2 muka kesian, I was asking for help..very desperate one..you know..I meant..me laa..when her hubby arrived to fetch her up..he was so kind indeed,changing the flat tyre,vrooming to nearby Petronas to fill 'angin tayar' and thanks God..he was a saviour of the day!!thanks Zahida and hubby..thanks Chah and kak Nora for delaying your journey back home...back to my hubby..he called me again and then he realised that I was still at the meeting venue NOT at my school..he thought I was already home and went to school..no wonder he made ignorance..hello,dear..I was away 100km..
very slowly..I started my sorrow evening driving to Pusat Tayar Kereta..that was written on the signboard of the workshop,ok..
"uncle,boleh tampal tak?tayar saya ni flat laa"
"okay..okay..nanti kasi saya tengok dulu maa.."
after few minutes business,he showed me..not a nail BUT not very sure the thing is..a kind of 2 inches stainless steel like-nail but it wasn't..
the miserable not ended yet...
while driving home, my right hand engaged to steering and my left hand searching my vivaz5..oh no..AGAIN..low battery...anyway THANK YOU ALLAH..I finally reached home..
