Kisah Kasut

Assalamualaikum !

Alhamdulillah my parents dah sampai Malaysia last thursday and even though my grandmother`s condition did not get better, but at least she`s smiling :D Alhamdulillah that`s a head start :) As for myself, I`ve been counting hours and minutes to go home :)))))))))

So today I would like to share about a story that happened on the 1st day of Syawal.

Last friday punya last friday kan kita raya pastu biasalah pergi beraya dari rumah ke rumah. Alhamdulillah 5 rumah jugak la kitorang pergi. Lepastu masa our last house dekat rumah Uncle Kamili....

I.... tertukar kasut.

Well done, Aireen!

Welcome to...

Kasut tu baru beli okay. So macam tak make sense en tak sedar kasut sendiri yang baru beli.

When I first came to Uncle`s house, takda pun kasut yang sama lepastuuuuu, Kak Marissa (tak kenal pun baru berkenalan) and her family came. Our fathers talked to each other and my mom tengah cakap dengan aunty. So like basically I was eating and memang taklah time makan nak gi sembang cause like I cannot concentrate to the sedapness of Aunty Azizah`s laksa

Ini semua alasan semata-mata sebab pada realitinya boleh je multitasking

The point isssss, tak bersembang. Tapi I dah senyum kat the girls :)

Alright, lepas habis beraya its time to go home la kan. Pastu kan I have this habit at every door of every house that I go, I just need to get my shoes and NOT stand in the way. So to speak the houses in London (central especially) are not big nor spacious and the doors have always been the perfect size of a human, no bigger or smaller than that. Just nice gitu.

I dont think its a bad habit, I only have the habit because I don't want to have myself  covering the doorway where people come in and out of the house. Unless la kalau pintu rumah tu jenis bersaiz dua kali pintu atau 6 kali pintu kan? #eh

fuyoo ada!
k hambar.

Takla, my point is kalau pintu besar gedabak and I duduk dekat the corner of the pintu pun still tak "tutup jalan" kan? Ha so mestilah kena amik kasut cepat-cepat pastu pakai kat area yang tidak menyekat laluan orang nak bergerak kan?

Logik je beb ini semua, logik je. 

Okay, moving on.

"Cemana boleh tersalah amik kasut?"

Simple je.

Masa I nak amik kasut I tu, I tak terpikir la pulak ada orang nak pakai kasut yang sama macam mine. But then I did saw a pair of shoes which was exactly like mine, but BLUE. Which looks exactly like this :

My mind was like,

"Eh sama kasut la :DDD But dang that`s so much smaller. Mana kasut aku?"

Pastu when I found my shoes like on a split second after seeing that blue shoes, I perasan that the shoes got bigger and looked older. Macam dah lama. Sedangkan I baru beli so like it doesn`t make sense ennnn.

"Habis you should know better la kalau kasut pun dah baru mana boleh tiba-tiba nampak lama? Mana boleh kasut tu jadi besar? KasutS dont grow, sister ???"

KANNN.

But my silly milly minded mind said,

"OMG KASUT AKU KENA PIJAK???? Wei :((((( Dah la baru beliiii. Dah la aku takda flatttssss ni lah flats yang aku sayang dan baru beli dan sangat impikan :((("

Ok hahhahaha sebenanya the moment I nampak je kasut tu terus terlintas sampai perkataan beliiii tu je. hahhaaha tapi lepas bawak kasut yang macam kena pijak tu I was like....

macam tak kena je gif ni.

Bagai nak gugur . 

Sayang gila okay kasut tu.

 Pastu masa nak pakai tu,

"Ya ALLAH!!! Kenapa longgar sangat kasut ni :( Teruknya pun orang nak TERpijak kasut akuuuu. Dalam banyak2 kasut, kasut aku jugak keeeeeeee?"

Eishhhh asdfghjklqwertyuiopzxcvbnm - how to express kemarahan tak terhingga tapi tak terlalu violent, nowadays.

Longgar level 88 sebab I cant even walk in them! Asyik-asyik terkeluar. And the worst part wasss!

Nak masuk kereta kena panjat (sebab kereta tinggi + baju kurung = perfect match ever) pun terjatuh kasut tu!!!

Masuk je kereta, I even tried to fix the shoes. The ultimate reason why I boleh tergamak nak fikir orang pijak kasut tu and kasut yang baru boleh nampak lama is : 

1. Kat rumah tu boleh dikira ramai
2. The shoes is made up of nipis material
3. its 10 freaking quids 

So it made sense kan?  On the way nak balik tu,

"Paaaaaaaaa, kasut ni baru je beli tapi macam ada orang pijak je :( Jadi besar terus pa"

*Angkat kasut tunjuk through mirror tengah and papa sees the reflection*

"Laaaa, mesti material dia tak elok kan? Beli kat mana tu? Berapa pound?"

Kalau boleh memang nak diam je. Tapi ...

"H&M, 10 pounds" mama tolong jawab D:

Alamak haahhahaha

"Hmmm sebab tu papa suka pesan kalau nak beli biar material elok, mahal sikit takpa asalkan tahan lama. Boleh pakai bertahun-tahun lamanya"

Ok cam kena perli. Tapi betul. Memang betul pun.

I memang jenis tak kisah okay berapa ringgit sekali pun, sebab I kind of always wanted flats since the first day of summer sebab datang sini tak bawak flats. Bawak kasut sport je. Which is what I wear walaupun ............. nak pergi beli groceries, choi. So when I saw the freaking shoes and the freaking price, I was more of like

"Yes!! Kasut yang basic, hitam, boleh match dengan apa-apa baju, sangat flat dan yang pentinggg = SANGAT MURAHHHHH yes babe go for it"

I tak pikeeeaaaay dah ok.

On the same night, Uncle Kamili called dad and I dont know what exactly did he say to dad but this is dad`s respond,

"Ya Allah...... iya keeee? Padan laaaaaa dia bagitahu aku kasut dia membesar dalam satu hari. Dia dok kata kasut dia kena pijak. Dia cakap dah kat aku tadi pasal kasut dia. Dia pun tak perasan hahaahahahaha"

I dah terdetik dah ni mesti tertukar. and memang tertukar pun.

"Lepastu anak En Azmi balik berkaki ayam lah? Hahahhahaa ya Allah kesiannnyaaaaaa"

Wow pa. That helped. A lot.

Malu wei. malu level 111. Pada malam yang sama jugaklah I memerah otak bagi menyusun ayat paling power untuk minta maaf kat akak yang I tak sembang tu. Akak tu okay je cuma I yang segan nak start the conversation and break the freaking ice.

"Haaa, takpalah esok kami nak ke Rumah Malaysia untuk open house tu. Hang datang kan? Sebab En Azmi pun datang jugak. Esok boleh lah budak-budak tu exchange kasut Hahahahahaha"

Pendekkan cerita sampai esok tu, bawaklah kasut Kak Marissa dalam plastic and I reached earlier around noon and stayed till the end of the open house. Lepas pergi letak periuk ayam masak merah kat dalam kereta, kenala pegi balik kat khemah nak pegi kat mama pastu on the way tu terserempak dengan Kak Marissa and the family

"Huwaaaaaaa akakkk! We actually met again! Assalamualaikum aunty, uncle :D Ya Allah I`m terribly sorry for my silly mistake! Tertukar kasut la apa la aduyaiii, so sorry you had to go back without shoes to wear :("

*sambil salam aunty, kakak and adiknya. Sambil menebalkan muka*

"Tu laaaaa?? Cemana you boleh tertukar kasut niiii? I had to go back tak pakai kasut okay! Hahahahaha lawak laaa"

Basically thats what kak Marissa said.

Alhamdulillah reaction daripada pihak keluarga pemilik dan si pemilik kasut yang diambil, stabil.  

I pun apa laggggiiaayyyyy. Luahkan segala idea yang sibuk ku fikirkan pada malam semalam. Memang cerita everything yang I cerita kat atas tu. Like how I thought it was my shoes and how in the world did it never cross my mind to check the size of the shoes and the list goes on. 

From there onwards, Kak Marissa and I both finally managed to break the ice and start the engine to a brand new acquaintanceship. Alhamdulillah she is such a fine lad! Studied degree in Economics 

(finally someone whose into it. Kak may one day you be one of them who helps our country`s economic crisis, Amin) 

in UCL, Royal Holloway and has been here for 3/4 years. She graduated that`s why her family`s with her beraya kat sini. Not to mention how pretty she is and after going down the conversation lane, talking about my life after SPM and her life before coming into a degree, she`s really good and she`s really one of those beauty with a brain kind of woman! SubhanAllah. So glad I met her.

We went back to her family as mine was scattered all over the place entertaining friends and guests, and thats when we took pictures together and found out our names. Hahaha dah sembang kemain rancak tapi taktahu nama. See? Thats how well we got along with each other :D

"Ha, dah friends dah? Friends sebab kasut hahahaa thank you bawakkan kakak punya kasut. Haaaa nampak dah boleh buat group Geng Kasut" kata Kak Marissa`s mom. 

So that`s where our acquaintanceship is called

We took pictures together but not selfies it was a picture with her family and uncle Kamili in it as well. Thing is, if I had the picture I would put it in here unfortunately both of us didn't know who's phone was it that took our photo. Lol. Sempat la jugak exchange numbers and stuff pastu I had to get some things done. 

 Five days later, I recieved a parcel. Guess what it was!! 

My darling shoes! 

I was so thrilled and happy masa dapat the parcel but later on it got me feeling guilty sebab menyusahkan Kak Marissa. It was so nice of her to sent it back to me and I'm so thankful ! Because I thought she was gonna leave it at Uncle`s house but turns out she sent it back. 

It was my ultimate fault but someone else had to pay for it. Which wasn't something I'm pleased with nor something I would ever intentionally do. Nasib baik kak Marissa. Kalau kak lain? Takdala weeei.

Moral of the story

• Watch your own shoes korang! 

• Jangan menyusahkan orang lain dengan sengaja. ( tapi in my case ni, kita panggil rezeki ya. )

• Ingat, bukan korang je yang pakai kasut yang korang pakai. 

The End.

p/s : stay tuned for my first cerpen called Demi Abi, will be posted soon!

p/s : yay esok balik Malaysia!