early last night, i received this SMS;
(let's name him Mr S)

Mr S: Salam..i'm S***. Mnd Kno u?

thinking who had sold my handphone number to strangers
i decided to reply and ask him a few questions that blurted out of my mind.

Me: Salam. Whr did u get my num?

So, while i was in the middle of a family meeting Mr S replied.

Mr S: i'm the immgrtn guy.but psssttt..dun tell my boss! u were rgstrg and he x kno i kdnpd ur no. can i b ur fren?
Me: hw cn i blve dat u'r d immgrtn guy dat helpd me rgstr? u'r nametag wasn't S***.whch counter was i at regstrg?
Mr S: no la..i'm suppose to be at counter 4. u were at counter 3. i ws at d bck tkng applctns frm d counter.
Me: oh.u did dat! impressed!

And, he didnt replied because it was already 1 am.

But before that happened
this was the scene at the counter 3, Jabatn Imigresen Malaysia in Subang Airport.
(before my number was called, bro was at the same counter too)

Mr K: Assalamualaikum warahmatullah hi wabarokatuh.
Me: (laugh a lil).. erk...waalaikumsalam.
Mr K: ni nak pegi mane nih?
Me: oh, nak pegi rusia, tp nih renew pasport je.
Mr K: oh..amik medic?
Me: aah.
Mr K: brape lame kat situ?
Me: em... 6 tahun. tp tinggal 3 tahun je lagi.
Mr K: oh..eyh, tadi abang ye?
Me: oh..aah.
Mr K: kat sane best?
Me: ok la..layan je.
Mr K: kejap ye. kejap lagi siap.
Me: oh. ok ok..
Mr K: ok..taruk jari kanan kat sensor tu..
Me: orait. em, pelajar takde diskaun ke, walaupun dah umur lebih 21 tahun?
Mr K: haha.. lebih 21 tahun special sikit. kire dah dewasa tuh.
Me: oh.. ala, still belajar kat luar negara kot. haha..
Mr K: hahaha.. (3 people behind him working were laughing too!)
Me: uh-hu..
Mr K: ok, nak amik cap jari jap ye.
(taking my thumb, press it to the stamp pad and stamp it to the form.)
nah, tisu nih. (tearing a piece of tissue for me)
Me: thank you.
Mr K: welcome. ok, nak siap dah ni.
Me: mmm....
Mr K: orait. done. nanti bayar kat kaunter 5 k?
Me: orait.. thanx again.
Mr K: (senyum kambing)

as soon as i reached the seating area, bro made some weird look.
he says that it wasn't fair the man was chit chatting with me
and hand me the tissue paper.
too bad, i'm a girl here in this case.
heh.

ade ke kidnap my number?
isk isk..


p.s: perjalanan pulang BP-KL yang merisaukan.