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Soooooooooooooooooooo… I am the queen of surprises after all……………….. Stupidly that is.

If you read my last post, you’ll know that I went to Seremban to meet Pavi and her family. Not only that, I was attacked by her dog. Actually, I was attacked (being loudly barked by) by two dogs. Teddy was a darling compare to the other one. The first dog that attacked me was big, black and scary. Its bark gave me the chills and it was not chained! Like wth?! Who in the world leave that dog chainless?! I was freaking scared that it’ll jumped over the fence or something.

The dog’s name is Duke, or you can just call it ‘Daryl 2.0’

Why would you call it Daryl 2.0? Well, because I was freaking attacked by Pres’s dog! (My President’s name is Daryl)

Here’s the time line.


22 July 2017 – Midnight

I finished making his present! My Pres’s b’day is on the 24th of July and since he hates celebrating his birthday, I’m going to give his present earlier! Scheisse! I don’t have an outfit! What should I wear tomorrow?! I’m meeting two of my close friends’ families for the first time! First impression matters! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Then, Aqila came to the rescue~


22 July 2017 – 8:00 a.m.

Scheisse! I woke up late! Now I have to ride the ERL! Expensive!!!


22 July 2017 – 12:00 p.m.

Arrived at Serembaaaan!!! One hand holding Pres’s gift while the other was holding boxes of donuts for the two families.


22 July 2017 – 12:30 p.m.

Krik krik krik

…………………

Why am I here again? Freaking hot! Where the hell is the Grab driver?! Wait, how can a driver come when I haven’t book a trip yet. Oh yeah, because Pres’s house is not in the freaking Grab system! Or so I thought. I misspelled them xD


22 July 2017 – 12:45 p.m.

On transit to Pres’s house~


22 July 2017 – 1:00 p.m.

Arrived~ How did I know which is his house? INSTINCT. Hahahaha xD Just kidding, NOT. Hahahahaha xD I didn’t even look at the house number to actually know which house was his. Strong instinct, remember. More like a stalker-ish friends with a creepy possessive attitude. (Sorry to all of my friends out there, you guys do know that I love you right. That’s why I’m a creep 😀 )

DING DONG!

Krik krik krik…

DING DONG!

Krik krik krik…

Oh how I wish it was like that! This was the scenario back then.

I got off the car, not bringing anything because I have a feeling that the house was empty. I asked the driver to wait, just in case. Because Duke was barking like no one else, even when I was still inside the car. DUKE CAN FREAKING SMELL NERVOUSNESS.

Duke: WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! RAAAAWR! WOOF! (a never-ending bark)

Me: Nice doggy, good doggy, pretty doggy, handsome doggy. Where are your owners?

Duke: (another never-ending bark)

Me: Hiiiii, I’m a nice person. Daryl knows me, I stick around him like a parasite. I’m pretty sure that my scents are all over him sometimes. Nice big black dog. Where’s everyone? Doggy? Pretty please, let me press that freaking doorbell which probably is non-existent because your barks are wow!

(took a step to the front)

Duke: *GROOWWWLSSS LOUDLY!*

Me: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (imagine Pres’s neighbor shocked by a whose-voice-is-louder competition between a human and a dog. Just kidding Pres, your neighborhood was empty back then)

Duke: B*tch! Get away from here, you little twat! Goooooooooooooooo!!! (I’m pretty sure that’s what Duke barked)

Me: (ran back inside the car and then called Pres, explaining the whole situation. He was in KL, due to his rugby tournament. So I told him that I’ll just leave the food for his family  because I bought quite a lot of food for both families. Guess what, his family was in KL too -___-)

It was a disaster. Duke won’t stop barking, my phone died, I can’t book another Grab (uncle Grab, you were so kind! Lending me your phone and all, love you lots! ❤ ) and I can’t contact Pavi. Alhamdulillah, by some sort of miracle, I survived.

——- Read about what happened after that here ——-

Okay, that’s that. I thought it was over. Oklah, I gave up. I’ll just give the present to Pres on Monday; his birthday.

Nevertheless, I love surprises. I told Pres that I’ll wait for him at KL Sentral because earlier, he said that he’s going back to Seremban (he hurts his head during the rugby tournament). So automatically, I thought that he’s going back to Seremban via KTM, which station is in KL Sentral.

Aaaaah… He was at his aunt’s house, with his family, who he will go back to Seremban with later that night. Asked him for the full address, look it up via Grab. RM 5.

“Ouh, RM5. Expensive. What public transportation can I use to go there? Eh wait! RM 5?! Pres!!! Wait for meeeeeeeeeeeee!!!”

Above were me talking to myself when checking out the Grab apps. ‘Packed’ my cousins and Pavi, shove them inside the car and go go!

After what it feels like ages, I finally found his aunt’s house. I told Pres to go out, but he didn’t believe me. I was talking loudly outside the house; through the phone. I guess my voice was too loud, Pres went outside while his mother and his aunt peeked through the door.

‘Who the heck is that person wearing all white standing outside the door?’ I’m pretty sure this went through their minds xD

Pres was shocked, a tad mad though, because he thought I came alone, at night. Then he saw Pavi and I explained to him that I came with my cousins, with one of them having the same reproductive system as he is.

Told him the reason why I came, gave him the present, went to get my things and sent my cousins back home because his mom/aunt invited us in.

I actually looked away (sending my cousins home) because Pres cried. Okay, I wasn’t planning on telling the world that he cried, but… He said, “Ouh, trust me. You will write about it and I will read it.”

Well Pres, you get what you asked *insert Allya’s cutest, most angelic smile*

After I sent my cousins away, Pres’s tears were no more; he calmed down. I was glad. I mean, I don’t want to create a scene at 10 p.m. (Allya can’t see her friends’ tears remember. Or she’ll agonized by crying hysterically)

Shook his mother’s hands, went inside the house. His dad, sister and uncle stood up. I don’t know why, but I always have this ‘business mode’ on whenever I’m nervous. I shook his family’s hands like I’m in a business meeting or something. A tad tense xD

Shook hands with his aunty who was in the kitchen; making drinks for two crazy girls. Sat on the dining table. Pavi was sitting next to Pres, while I sat in front of him. Were too nervous to calm to actually snapped a photo xD

Before I went to the kitchen, there’s this adorable little girl, blocking my way. I conversed with her for a while, but I think she was too shy to say things clearly. According to Pres’s dad, she’s the sunshine of the family. I agree on that!

Jenna/ Jena is an angel! Okay, I don’t know how to spell her name and I hate spelling people’s name wrong, so let’s just call her Angel.

After we (Pres, Pavi and I) sat on the dining table, Angel came and sat next to me. Since I love children, she’s a good distraction to calm my almost-came-out-from-my-ribcage-due-to-my-fast-heartbeat heart. Angel was an angel sent by God, just for me. She is literally a daughter that I wish I have. Ya Allah, may my daughter be as adorable as her.

Ya Allah, may my daughter be as adorable as her. Aamiin.

She’s aaaargh! No words! Too cute! And smart! And cheerful!

Truthfully, I was attached to her due to our similarities. I used to be like her when I was her age. Twin tails, cheeky, eyes full of mischievous gleam. I mean, she’s way calmer than me, but other than her lack of my super hyperness, she reminds me of my old self.

The two of us talked and talked. She said something about Pres being a monster while me being a princess. Aaaah… Sorry Pres, children are honest creatures. Angel sure knows how to smitten someone. She’ll grow into a very pretty and intelligent lady.

Writing this makes me teary somehow. Hiks, even though it was short, you left a deep impression on me, young lady. Hope we can meet again, but this time, Monster cannot come! Only princesses are allowed ❤ ❤ ❤ (poor Angel fell TT^TT she was jumping and slip on something, she hits her chin, my heart ache)

Back to my dear Pres, he was kept in the dark. We were all planning his surprise party that night (I’ll write about this later), hoping that he’ll he surprised on Monday. That’s why I was so busy typing, rather than ‘melayan’ his conversation with Pavi about their school friends.

It was late, Pavi and I had a train to catch. We bid our goodbyes, but this time I was not as tense; when I shook hands with his family members. Took photos, obviously.

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Arrived at KL Sentral right on time and voila~ Eeeeeeeeenddddddd~

The next post will be about Pavi, sleeping over at my house~

Tata~


P.S. Pres’s sister impressed me. I rarely find a woman, whose handshakes are as firm as her. I grew up in a family whose handshakes have to be firm, all the time; since young. So finding a woman, my age whose handshakes are as firm as mine; it makes me happy. At least it makes me feel less like a weirdo.

P.P.S. Note to self, always tell someone when you’re going to their house. You’re lucky that you didn’t ended up being a guard dog’s chew toy.

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