RoadBlock!

I went out for a simple drink with Lee Cheng, Wen Sern and Jun Meng at a mamak store at Mahkota (typical Malaysians isn’t it?). The drink was all about stories telling, like you know, talking about our current life, ditching someone that we hate and… yeah, just like that.

But today’s topic is not about the drink; instead, something quite funny had occurred when we were heading back home at around 1:30 am; a group of police were patrolling around the main entrance of Taman Rakan where Jun Meng and I live. Well, we shouldn’t have to worry about it because we didn’t do anything illegal until we realized that Jun Meng didn’t bring his ID card. Luckily, Lee Cheng managed to make a quick turn where we ended up stuck at the PETRONAS Gas Station along with an African couple parking next to us whom we assumed they probably must be facing the similar fate with us.

Jun Meng made a phone call to his parents so that they could bring his ID card while the rest of us waited patiently. I was goofing around as if the whole situation was just a joke. When everything seemed fine, a police van drove in from where we came from and parked next to us. I actually thought their shift was over and coincidentally came here to buy some snacks, but turned out that they came here on PURPOSE. One of them stepped out and followed by the others with a flashlight in their hand. They kindly asked us to leave the car while another was inspecting Lee Cheng’s car license and questioned him “Still wanna go where in this hour?” I’m sorry, but this is a free country, why must he know our privacy?

Anyway, Jun Meng’s parents arrived few minutes later before the check up ended. Nothing big actually, just kind of funny as you could see how tension Jun Meng was.