So back to the story I wanted to share earlier about the reunion. Reunion of 019 Delima.
Gosh! We had the best time. Alhamdulillah, all 6 of us made it. After much hurdles (from some of our dearly beloveds), it was, I think, quite a successful get-together...
I picked up N from her house in Shah Alam, and she was running late (as usual), but we managed to be in Putrajaya by 10am to pick up Ayang. A lot stories shared already during the 2 hour plus drive to Ayer Keroh where we picked up Baby. We had lunch, then straightaway shot off to Avillion Port Dickson to catch the 3pm check-in time. Another load of stories were shared during the 1 hour and a half plus drive (plus another whole set of vocabulary!).
We checked in without much hassle, and went straight to the room for a much needed freshening up - it was hot! Well, we were by the sea-side, so the heat was extremely humid... We got a room on the top - it was like a 2 storey house which was divided into 4 rooms with en suite bathrooms... and it was nice! Our room had 2 single 4-poster beds and a day bed - for 3 adults. The bathroom was huge. We could easily fit in another 2 beds in there if we could. Hehe.
OMG. We all took turns telling our stories from when we parted - which was after matriculation (1993) - and it lasted well into the late evening! And that was only the first 3 stories! We managed to continue during dinner when we went out, then soon after dinner, Angah and Achik had to leave, because Achik had to leave for Segamat the next morning, and then Ayang had to leave because she was on call at 8am the next morning as well...
As for N, Baby and I, we talked well into the night and the next morning, so we had a more relaxed time to catch up on things compared to the other three. And we did drag ourselves from the room to have breakfast and have a look-see around the area, and took pictures so that we could have some evidence of actually being there. Btw, the newly built spa was a swanky place which at first seemed out of place, with its pebble grey/white/stone coloured walls and steel and glass zen-feel, but we didn't have time to utilize its facilities. BUT, we did check that their standard packages (massage+wrap+bath) start at RM500. Steep...
Sigh. I cannot, of course, share all the details of what we shared that night, but suffice to say, it was such a rejuvenating experience... And to think at one point in my life when I felt so alone, I could've just picked up the phone, and one of my sisters would be there for me. We talked about our lives, lost loves, experiences, heartaches, memories, and so many more things that I cannot say... But we laughed a lot, cried a little, and just listened. Isn't that sometimes what we need? Just for someone to listen?
It was great. For one afternoon, we all were just... 6 girls again. We weren't wives, mothers, daughters, daughter-in-laws... It was so liberating. We could just be ourselves and laugh with each other, and weren't worried about someone else other than ourselves. Just like when we were those 6 naive, fresh-faced, newly independent, worry-free 18 year-olds, oh so many years ago, who had the whole future in front of them just waiting to be played out. At least today I'm convinced I'm not alone to face the uncertain future. And I know I can count on the girls as much as they can count on me. What a great weekend.
Although we didn't get to do everything we wanted - like go to the spa! - we used up all the time we had available to just catch up and promise that we will try to do this get-together every year. I seriously hope our dearly beloveds can understand that we need this time out. For our sanity's sake, if not for anything else... :)
Sunday N and I sent Baby back to Ayer Keroh, and we made our way back home - to reality. Still managed to talk some more... :) By the time I got home, Ibu and Papa just arrived and Monday we went to Mon's house in Bukit Jelutong for CNY lunch. D and A got quite a hefty sum of ang pau-s. Not bad.
Well, happy Chinese New Year, and may all of us be blessed with happiness, health, wealth and success this year. Insya-Allah...
