A few nights back, me and my partner in crime(Frick; we've been committing petty crimes since we were 13 years old, haha) drove all the way to Shah Alam so that we could help another old partner (Naz) to move out to her new place and later catch a late night movie (Night at the Museum). So that was the initial plan.
After fueling up and bought ourselves dinner from the drive through, Frick drove on Mr.Blue(her dad's light blue Toyota. Okay, the car's color is a wee bit like a 'kel-ing' color, so I always make fun of it you see.Hehe). We past through the highway and was about to approach Giant (somewhere in S.Alam), when suddenly we saw smoke coming out from under the hood. Dang, the car was overheated! All blames went to Frick for not checking out the water level of her dad's Mr.Blue. Anyways, panic set aside, and so does blame and regrets, we made a safe u-turn to the nearest Project station we saw some 80 meters back.
I've never experienced overheating car before so any rational conclusion to solve the matter at hand, would be to fill up some water to cool down the engine. We got some water with us, attempted to open the hot radiator cap and started to fill up the tank. Well, Frick did most of the hard work while I was trying to make myself busy texting Naz that we were going to be late. Hehe.
There and then, I saw a guy coming closer to us, watching at Frick filling up the tank.He kept coming closer and started to make some gestures. Something like as if he's trying to say,"Kete overheat ker?Bubuh air ek?". Thank God he didn't ask that standard silly question. But the weird part is that, this guy never speaks.After a few moments, we figured out through telepathy reading that this guy is merely trying to help. We asked some questions like how much more we need to fill the tank up, and how much longer we should wait until we start the car again and all we got was some sign language answers where ironically I could comprehend pretty darn well. Frick was left in utter confusion most of the time, because she understood zero from the 'conversation'.
20 minutes later or so, the car was good to go.We found out later that the guy is actually a mute and his name is Faizal. Hehe. He actually typed words from his hand phone so that Frick and I could understand what he was trying to say. Yet again, I am still skeptical whether or not he is really a mute and the fact that he's hanging around that area at 11ish pm for what reason?So that he could help some silly gals who had an overheated car???
Thank God, no one trailed us back when we headed out from that Project so we figured that he was sincere in helping us and probably he was waiting for a friend to be there or something.
Off we went to help out Naz with her tonnes of stuffs, mostly, I could only guess were junks (hehe) and stuffed all of them in the car. We headed straight towards the cinema which I later found out that Bukit Raja is actually in Klang (wtf? haha)and we couldn't watch Night at the Museum because our reserved seats got sold and we ended up watching that darn Eragon in that freezing cinema. I had my burger in the early 30 minutes of the movie and later dozed off until everyone was about ready to get their butts out of the cinema. Such a waste of money that was! We walked back to the car and made three trips of heavy loads bags plus junks up the 4th floor of Naz's new flat and headed straight home at 2ish am.
All in all, it was one heck of an adventure! Yes, I call that an adventure and the fact that at the middle of nowhere, we got a 'bisu',not so bad looking guy to help us out was definitely the highlight of the day!
P.S: I got to watch Night at the Museum with my sis today. That movie is really hilarious & I love it to bits!
i watched night in a museum too.. after reading bad reviews bout eragon.:P yeah. lawak indeed.
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