Melaka, or Malacca. Whatever

 

* Kring Kring, Ding Dong, Meow Meow * Wtv the sms tone sounds like. Wait a minute, my phone doesn’t produce any sound, I put it on silent all the time. Hahahaha.

Checked the schedule for the next day. Ya Allah, 8 landings again??

Syukur Alhamdulillah all praise to the Mighty Allah for giving me this golden opportunity of learning, experience gaining and flying hours accumulating. But 8 landings?? That simply sums up to at least 12 hours in the aircraft. Back pain alert, I need some ointment and heat patch for my spine.

Ehhhh, I saw MKZ. MKZ? Where is this?

Malacca. YA ALLAH MALACCA!! MALACCA!!!

Ya Allah my very first international flight!! Yeah considering I just cruise within Indonesia ahahahaha. Ya Allah I’m heading home, Malaysia in terms of home not straight to home for the scrumptious home cooked nasik lemak done by Mama. My dad did informed me once I received any schedule for Melaka or Penang, the only 2 destinations where the airline landed to in Malaysia, I need to inform him beforehand. He wanted to see me making the landing. But it turned out the other way around, the captain did it for that leg hahaha.

 

Can’t anyone spot the Melaka runway??

 

Time to get most of you guys educated. Pilots, you guys are not included, therefore buzz off. Hahaha. Before a pilot, make it an airliner or just a normal casual aviator to take the sky, a request needs to be made inclusive of your intention of the flight, intended flight level or altitude, and for airliners, the destination for sure. Since I was from Batam, request must, compulsory, mandatory hahaha to be made at least 10 minutes prior to departure coz the aerodrome, or to those not really comfortable with this term you can substitute it with airport, is within the Singapore airspace. Ya Allah, the airspace is SOOOOOOOOOO congested I wished all the aircrafts will just divert elsewhere and let me fly alone uninterrupted hahaha. The common request will go as follows:

‘ NADIM GROUND, SITI NURHALIZA 123 REQUEST CLEARANCE FOR MELAKA, FLIGHT LEVEL 130’

Some sort of those format. HEY wait, I departed from Pekanbaru for Melaka, not Batam! hahahahahahaha. Get yourself corrected if you do understand what I’ve just babbled. SITI NURHALIZA 123 is the callsign for the flight of the future airline that I’ll come out in collaboration with my dearest singer. HAHAHAHAHAHA.

People around me keep of pronouncing Malacca as MALAKA. I constantly reemphasized on the correct pronunciation. ITS MELAKA. MEEEELAKA. MEEELAKA. It’s a place in Malaysia and so please pronounce the name like a Malaysian hahaha.

By the way, the enroute weather was rather unkind. Was praying nonstop. Wanted to meet my family so desperately.

 

Arrived! International airport. Wowwww I’ve made it. My international debut. HAHAHAHAHA. Just to inform that the airline I’m under is the only one operating the international route from here. So we hold the ground honey, we hold it tight!!

 

 

Ok I was there, just another photo to solidify my presence in the foreign land. Hell no, Malaysia is my home. I’m home!

 

 

Bought a polo shirt and a cap for my dad. Ended up I have to owe the cabin crew 70000 rupiah coz my wallet was completely empty bahahahaha

 

 

Walked straight to the terminal, more on a fast walking or a running pace, highly anticipated to meet my family. I SAW MY NIECE!!! YA ALLAH I MISS YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!! But she was rather adamant towards my affection and love. I just met her few weeks back. She has forgotten me!! Seriously? I’m not that memorable? Like seriously?? You should see her stiffed body and her all confused face. I was too excited I didn’t even realised my shades was on the floor hahaha.

 

 

Again, She was rather clueless about the things going on around that moment. Erghhh I’ve been forgotten. She was really nice to me when I had my week off in KL. I even bribed her with McDonalds. OK now I’ve learnt that the effect is sooo temporary. Should get her an Ipad maybe. I don’t even have one.

 

 

My brother was with her and my Mama was nowhere to be seen, and my dad was enjoying his lunch. Ya Allah, where is the freaking love I’m supposed to be getting???

The story of the stroller. OK, my Mama entered a convenience store in the terminal and my niece saw that bright pink imitation of a stroller and she took it for a stroll out from the store, minding her own business like it’s hers. Wait, she even grabbed a ten ringgit lollipop along. My brother did try to pacify and persuade over a bread as a replacement. It didn’t work. Though she strongly feeds on bread. Perhaps only Gardenia’s butterscotch will do the trick. Thirty ringgit went down the drain for the candy and the toy huhuhu.

 

 

Dear Vaseline, You lied to me. You’ve promised a fairer skin tone after 2 weeks. OK I just started putting on the product last few days hoho. Patience patience patience

 

Was waiting for Mama, Where is SHE!!! I called her name from outside of the ladies’ and no response was made. Walked into the female prayer room ( luckily didn’t get caught in the act ) and saw her praying. Why didn’t she pray earlier?? All the time I had was to salam and hug her, inside the surau itself, and that’s it. Passengers were about to board the plane and I need to get my ass back to work. Ya Allah that’s all. That’s it the time I had with my family in the airport. Duty calls. Get back to the cockpit

 

 

Sunset over, I’m not sure where ahahaha. Enroute weather was again, hell. 3 more landings to go. Ya allah, 3 MORE???

 

 

P/s: If Siti Nurhaliza was in the airport, I’ll run straight for her and sing Aku Cinta Padamu. OK now I deserve to get my mouth shut. hahaha I love you Siti Nurhaliza!