We were stranded in KL/Selangor for about 2 weeks. It was supposed to be us heading down there for Hari Raya. It was supposed to be 1 week tops and in was like an in and out situation like most Hari Rayas are.......but no this time. Nope.
We headed there during Ramadan and joined in Shu's family for a buka puasa sesh. From there, Safiyya got sick, she picked up the Influenza B. Fuck population density, right? We were doing just fine before heading over there coz we've been at home the whole month through.
Anywho, Influenza B sucks like shit. Safiyya got sick and we immediately moved into a hotel to isolate her from Shu's parents. I got sick right after that. I spent most of my quarantine days in DoubleTree Putrajaya coz that was our home for about a week.
To make it worse, we had a Legoland trip planned just as well. Let me tell you how fucked up the southbound trip this time around. We were getting sick one person at a time and we were heading south.
I couldn't stand being among so many people so we spent a night in Legoland hotel and then we moved to a hotel in JB. I swear to God, i have no idea wtf was going on but none of the shops were opened late enough for us to have a decent meal. Mind you, we have been throwing up so much at this point and i was actually at the hospital on drips for at least an hour.
The fucking drive back to Selangor/KL was so fucked up, we spent 7 hours on the road. It usually takes us 3 hours tops to get to KL from JB. Something was definitely up. I do NOT wanna go south anytime soon. No thank you.
We ended up back in Putrajaya that night after the long ass drive. We spent 2 nights in Moxy hotel. It was kinda nice but not the kind of hotel I would like to spend so much time at. The mall access was very convenient but when you are half ass trynna recover and there are so many people, shopping becomes a little challenging.
We finally decided to leave KL for good and drove home. I didn't have a Hari Raya at all coz i was quarantined for most of the trip. I saw Shu's parents on the 3rd day of Raya I think, and I saw my parents just before leaving for home. My mom was crying, thinking that I left without seeing her. I swear to God, this time around made us all miss home so damn much.
We don't wanna leave home. Not yet. I miss my usual coffee shops and routines.
