i went back to kampung in muar today. stopped by at pagoh bus-stand bentayan's food stalls to have my yearly dose of nasi goreng kampung and air jagung. the memories of 8-10 years ago, where all of us would drop by every week at the same spot having dinner. and guess what, after 10 years, the heavenly taste is still the same and even the price. 2 bucks for the former and 1.20 bucks for the latter. that is cheap after 10 years man. i was shocked and felt at peace that something i'm fond of haven't changed. we stopped going there when mom had to work on saturdays thus not allowing us to go back to kampung every week.
the sweetness of sweet corn and the creamy milk mixed well with the ice mmmm. and the rice is full of ikan bilis, the way i liked it. mildly spicy.
my first visit in 5-6 years. that was really a long period of time. and muar's bus stand hasn't really changed at all except the way the buses are parked and the stalls placing. the traffic's quite busy even though it was already 10 at night. comparing to jasin, there will be only few vehicles in the town.
mom didn't plan on going back but muksu called and asked us to. said there's gonna be a celebration something, i dunno. we reached gran's house at 10 something. ayait + cik wiwa and their daughters, mayah and aiyeen. muksu + cik azam with their daughter, nabilah. both of the families alighted from kl. and of course, pokde and mokde with my cousins, ali, ijan, icam, azie and mamat.
i was so tired of driving and work i slept like a log right after.
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