It was 820pm, I was on the phone and online with Poo….. I heard my mum talking to my dad that my brother is going to Klang for a quick visit to his in laws place(actually to pick up some stuffs ).
Hmmmm well I thought I will nice to go along as I always love the idea of a road trip.
Thus, I asked my mum if he’s going to Klang alone or with my sister in law? And I reckon I question her way too many time which easily one can get annoyed and irritated. But she did not react towards my question in such a manner as I know for sure she will be more than gazillion time happy if we both were to go together. The truth is she rather me company my brother as she could rest her mind that relax till we get home safe.
Answer was something that I wanted to hear. Alone.
Well I ran up and told Poo the exciting news. He was puzzled. I knew that I have to change and jump into the car and hit the road, but instead I was doing what I was doing at the point where what I was doing. Chatting over the Yahoo Messenger.
I heard my brother shouting out my name ad I knew that the alarm that I waited as I undressed my self and ran down the flight of stairs.
The journey began.
I must say compare to childhood our relationship improved tremendously well the day when I left home to work abroad. Oh my brother you are the best and certainly next to dad. No other can replace that spot.
As we drove along, we were talking about many things and before I realize we have reach our destination.
The car pulled over right in front of my eldest sister’s house where my brilliant niece came running and swung open the metal rusty gate.
My brother left to his in laws place taking the motorbike which belongs to my brother-in-law.
He was back in no time and chatted with my sister for a while and we took off. Instead of following the boring usual same road, I suggested to my brother that we should follow the road where we don’t have to pay any toll gate and as well it might be a good adventure. I manage to convince him but then again knowing my brother I guess he don’t want to spoil my stupid crazy childish excitement.
He was back in no time and chatted with my sister for a while and we took off. Instead of following the boring usual same road, I suggested to my brother that we should follow the road where we don’t have to pay any toll gate and as well it might be a good adventure. I manage to convince him but then again knowing my brother I guess he don’t want to spoil my stupid crazy childish excitement.
Apparently, my brother in law actually drive through that adventure road everytime they vist my mum’s place. It was very evident that they drive thru that road very much often or maybe that road lead their way to my mum place as my niece and nephew .
It was way too much of direction and information as everything sounded so alien to me….may because as I was not familiar with that area. But I do know the way to drive to my sister’s house and get back home safe.
I was all excited as my brother took the unfamiliar road that I don’t recognize seeing before as by now you should know that I have been to my sister’s place many times.
When they express the road not being furnished with tar and any street light and etc, I was jumping in joy that it’s all going to be awesome ride. So as we reach the shortcut, which saved us, RM3.80 turns out to be totally beyond my juvenile imagination.
At first I thought to myself quietly and trying my level best not make my brother aware that I’m all freaked out but before even I could digest the gruesome feelings, he began to comment that one should not use this road as its absolutely not safe and how the night villains can attack you from either side of the road.
I can’t actually believe that my brother-in-law uses that road any reason. Or is the reason is to save RM3.80 or maybe for a thrill ride. My thought was disturbed as my brother began to say
“It’s not that bad actually. Maybe we can use this road during the day time but not at night. The chances are high that anyone can get attack by the scoundrels (night villains)”.
“It’s not that bad actually” and it felt so nice to hear those 4 words. And it was certainly nice thing to hear that coming from my brother who’s going through the same road and not in his fantasy world or bubble of his own thinking about his work or commitments. It assured me that he is not even slightly worried or spooked.
“Maybe we can use this road during the day time but not at night. The chances are high that anyone can get attack by the scoundrels” at this point I wish I was on my laptop chatting with Poo and not in this very exclusive self invited journey thru the banana plantation. Those line guaranteed that he is thinking about it and feeling anxious or vexed.
Well the road was quiet. There was no car’s at least for a minute or two. And when a light appears in front, I don’t know if I should feel happy “yeah there are people around us” or “oh my god, is it the villains”.
Front and back empty road. Left and right banana field. Right on top the ever inflexible, darkest, pitches unforgiving dark night blanket. Yeah certainly there was no ray of moon light.
As we were driving thru the way everything sound stimulating and electrifying turns out to be frightning,creepy,chilling,terrifying,daunting,intimidating,bloodcrurdling and yeah the list goes on ……. it was so not what I wanted.
My brother kept on talking but I was deaf. Deaf. Deaf.
As he was pointing out and laughing at the nice bungalow which was on the right hand side of the road . And as I began to wonder and can’t help it but to thought that bungalow are tiled house or cottage, of a single story, usually surrounded by a veranda…. Maybe not anymore.
We passed by chicken farm, small almost vanish restaurant artistically decorated with the ever favorite Malaysian neon bulbs. Colorful of course. Along the way I was certainly amazed to see little houses made of wood planks and god knows what…. At this point I just got back to my senses that I’m actually safe as the road came to an end as described by my brother-in-law and at the very next turn we should be in Puchong (where I live). Sudden relieve of excitement as at that point of the landmark, if I can recall well, that should be end of this crazy scary unforgiving road and at the next turn we should be on our familiar road. How could I ever doubt my brother? Of course I’m safe and certainly thru out the way and forever.
The road to nowhere had two turnings. One heading to god knows where and the other reflecting our car head light exposing a sign which reads “Do Not Enter”.
Panic. I did not allow my brother to decide and I was loud and demanding to call my brother-in-law to ask which way to turn. Offered to phone. Due to my panic button was press to the max, I fail to realize that the phone which was on my hand does not belong to me and of course at that point I was almost desperate to plead my brother to please dial the damn number and ask him quickly which way to turn. I handed over the phone to my brother as though I gave him the pleasure to dial and talk. The car moved as my brother was busy talking. It turned towards “god knows where”. I could hear, it was my brother-in-law on the other line. At this point I could not be bother as I sunk myself into relaxation and a deep sigh.
He turned the wheels and follow the path as guided by the voice on the other end o
f line.A minute later every sight became familiar and easy on eyes. We have already reached Puchong……
So was the RM3.80 worth saving? It was scary but safe ride back home. But what if the villains showed up ?
