this is not really fun at all . this happens to me . in april .
okay , i'm from colledge was actually going home to visits my father at ijn . i have to going home first , then from there go to ijn with my ma and kak tini . oke , the story begins at station lrt cempaka . i'm using cab from there , because it was near to my house and i dont know how to use bus from that station . in the journey , the taxi driver was try to flirting me . (at first , i do not notice it oke ?) he said that i'm cutelah , amoi cantiklah , then he told me story about his wife was a philipines lah . do i look like i care ? haha . then he told me about it is hard to get a woman from malaysia to be his wife . hello apek ! just cermin yourselflah . dah tua nak mati kot . haiyaaa ! then he starts talking nonsense . (aku dah pelik) i was scared when he say , "amoi cantik , boli(body) dapat , duit pun dapat ."
sumpah aku taktipu sey! but i just stay cool and slumber face . i just tell him where to stop the taxi . but , on the way to pandan mewah , that was the road that rarely use . (tapi jalan tu ada rumah orang kot) . he aks me to give him money and wanted to stop his taxi in the middle of the road . bodoh* sumpah kau bodoh apek . kau ingat aku nak bagi . then i'm just ignoring him . dia terus jalan dan leave me at bus stop near to my house . nasib baik . but before that , dia sempat panggil aku sayang . GAMPANG =="
(time ni aku ingat kat parents aku , siblings aku and orang tersayang , sebab taksempat mintak maaf , HHA !)
second story :
that day , i'm using cab again , actually i was in thrauma . but , i have to use it . terpaksa oke . from my colledge , i straight to ijn to see my father there . luckily , this time the taxi driver was nice . an indian man . oke , i should not camparing anybody , not because of one taxi driver , i'm judging others too . but , we have to be careful right ? he try to use shortcut to make my taxi's fare not too expensive . because it was jammed actually but , luckily . nothing happens . ALHAMDULILLAH .
p/s : sorry . broken english . HHA !
okay , i'm from colledge was actually going home to visits my father at ijn . i have to going home first , then from there go to ijn with my ma and kak tini . oke , the story begins at station lrt cempaka . i'm using cab from there , because it was near to my house and i dont know how to use bus from that station . in the journey , the taxi driver was try to flirting me . (at first , i do not notice it oke ?) he said that i'm cutelah , amoi cantiklah , then he told me story about his wife was a philipines lah . do i look like i care ? haha . then he told me about it is hard to get a woman from malaysia to be his wife . hello apek ! just cermin yourselflah . dah tua nak mati kot . haiyaaa ! then he starts talking nonsense . (aku dah pelik) i was scared when he say , "amoi cantik , boli(body) dapat , duit pun dapat ."
sumpah aku taktipu sey! but i just stay cool and slumber face . i just tell him where to stop the taxi . but , on the way to pandan mewah , that was the road that rarely use . (tapi jalan tu ada rumah orang kot) . he aks me to give him money and wanted to stop his taxi in the middle of the road . bodoh* sumpah kau bodoh apek . kau ingat aku nak bagi . then i'm just ignoring him . dia terus jalan dan leave me at bus stop near to my house . nasib baik . but before that , dia sempat panggil aku sayang . GAMPANG =="
(time ni aku ingat kat parents aku , siblings aku and orang tersayang , sebab taksempat mintak maaf , HHA !)
second story :
that day , i'm using cab again , actually i was in thrauma . but , i have to use it . terpaksa oke . from my colledge , i straight to ijn to see my father there . luckily , this time the taxi driver was nice . an indian man . oke , i should not camparing anybody , not because of one taxi driver , i'm judging others too . but , we have to be careful right ? he try to use shortcut to make my taxi's fare not too expensive . because it was jammed actually but , luckily . nothing happens . ALHAMDULILLAH .
p/s : sorry . broken english . HHA !
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