Vacation | Krabi Part I

Hi uols! Hope uols sihat walafiat. Assalamualaikum. Eh lambat plak bg salam.
Awal September yg lalu, me n hubby ke Krabi, Thailand.
So nak cerita la sket n bg tips utk uols kalo nak kesana.


Day 1

Kitorang gerak hari Sabtu. Flight Airasia KL-Krabi RM170. Yes kitorang beli waktu promosi.
Total up 2 orang pergi dan balik RM680 tunai. Murah kan? Uols pun boleh pi.
Sampai di airport krabi, ada van tunggu kedatangan kitorang. Walaupun delay depa still tunggu.
Brapa? RM60 untuk 1 van. Yes, van ni kita booked online melalui pihak resort.
Kitorang stay kat Somkiet Buri Resort. Melalui survey online kat agoda.com kitorang rasa resort ni yg terbaik dalam kategori bajet kitorang. RM150 per night. Total up 3 mlm skali 17% tax jadilah RM550.
Resort ni best kalo untuk pasangan yg nak honeymoon sebab kawasan luas and ada privasi walaupun dalam pekan. Haaa resort ni dalam pekan Aonang. Kalo korang nak stay better stay kat Aonang sebab kat sini byk kedai makan n kedai shopping. Nak buat aktiviti laut pun turun kat pantai Aonang jugak. Kalo stay area lain susah la sket n kena spend lebih la untuk transport.

Malam harinya kitorang jalan2 la cari kedai, lawat kawasan n cari agensi untuk buat aktiviti esok harinya.
Sdg kami jalan2ada orang panggil, "nak pi mana abg?nak cari pakej snorkeling ka?kami sini ada...." Aik? Rupanya mamat ni student UUM dulu katanya. Stlh survey pakej kat sini mmg berpatutan. Pakej snorkeling 1000Baht / person, lebih kurang RM110. Compare dgn pakej under resort 1500Bath. Makanya jgn amek apa2 pakej under resort sebab depa charge lebih. Pi la cari agen lain kat luaq yg lebih murah. Jalan2 jumpa signboard A/C van Aonang-Airport RM15 per person. What???? Resort charged kitorang double! So dinasihatkan masa sampai airport ok la nak tempah sebab sampai lambat pun depa tunggu. Tapi nanti nak balik dinasihatkan cari sendiri ja van kat luar tu. Ahaaa..mmg nak crita utk orang yg bajet la. Kalo tak bajet takyah baca la seterusnya.

 While waiting for the flight

 zzzzzz awan tak cantik pulak

Angry bird drinks! Nak beli untuk double DZ tapi tak yakin pulak halal ka tidak.

Day 2

Selamat pagi Malaysia! Sejuknya nak mandi, memandangkam satgi nak mandi laut macam segan plak nak mandi pagi nih. Heh. Lepas makan kat resort kitorang pun mnunggu van untuk ke pantai. Alahai, skali destinasi pantai 3 minit ja dari resort. Kalo tau jalan kaki je..lama menunggu. Lebih kurang pukol 10 kita naik boat. Ada 6 pulau yg akan kita lawat. 

Pantai pertama. Cantikkkkk sgt. Pasir halus awan biru air hijau." U have 30 minutes. If you are late, bye bye!" Sempatla mandi kejap 10 mins tapi tak sempat pun jelajah pulau. zzzzzz :|

Pulau kedua. Macam  bukan pulau je. Behenti kejap 5 mins, snap pic then blah. Tempat ni gua dimana burung buat sarang. Kalo buat cerita historic sesuai kot.

Pulau ketiga. Benti utk snorkeling 30 mins. 1 2 3 terjun!

Pulau ke-4. Benti 30 mins. Boleh snorkeling lagi tapi kitoang dh start pening sebab lapar amat. Pedih perut bila pressure dalam laut tekan perut kosong :(

Pulau ke-5. Tahap gaban nak muntah. Muka mcm blkg kuali pun dah tak kisah. Cantik mana pun rasa cm nak balik dah. Kamera plak lens jadi klabu asap, takdak kain kering nak lap. Nasib baikkkkkkkk dh nk mkn.

 Energy charged!

Pulau ke-6 which is the last one, Phi-phi island. "You got one hour here. 3 o'clock we will heading back to Aonang. If you are late see you tomorrow".
Yeahhhh...pulau ni besar n ada penduduk. Ada mini town. Mandi kejap bersihkan pasir dan badan yg melekit. Pusing island n dah sejam. Sempat beli aiskrim je pun.

Balik. Tidoq. Makan. Tidoq.
Harap maap sbb gambaq byk sgt. Teruja sgt sebab pemandangan cantik, model pun cantik gedebushhhh so xtau nak pilih yg mana satu. Makanya up semua :P

Sambung next part.

Have you perform your solah?

Assalamualaikum w.b.t

After been so long not updated, I've been called to share this story.
Hope it will be meaningful for you, readers.

There were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha.

He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.

While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed.

His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace.

He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.

He had been at work all day and was tired, so tired.

He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.

He was sweating profusely.

He looked around.

It was very crowded.

Every direction he looked in was filled with people.

Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.

Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was.

His heart was about to burst.

It was the Day of Judgment.

When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago.

Could this be something his mind made up?

No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.

The interrogation was still going on.

He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called.

No one could answer him.

All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made
a passageway for him.

Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward.

He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd.

The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.

His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie.

He opened his eyes but saw only another world.

The people were all helping others.

He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam.

His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared.

He pleaded his case,

‘I too was always on this path.

I helped others.

I spread the word of Allah.

I performed my Salah.

I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.

Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.

Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.’

He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.

He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over.

His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision.

At last, the decision was made.

The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd.

His legs felt like they were going to collapse.

He closed his eyes as they began to read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.

His name was read first.

He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn’t be, ’How could I go to Jahannam?

I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah to others’.

His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.

The two angels took him by the arms.

As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam.

He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help
him. He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur’an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.

The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.

They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.

He looked back and these were his last pleas.

Had not Rasulullah [SAW] said,

‘How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins’?

He began yelling,

‘My prayers? My prayers? My prayers.?’

The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam.

The flames of the fire were burning his face.

He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.

One of the angels pushed him in.

He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.

He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.

He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.

He wiped some dust off himself and asked him,

‘Who are you?’

The old man replied,

‘I am your prayers’.

‘Why are you so late! I was almost in the Fire!

You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in’.

The old man smiled and shook his head, ’You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?’

At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah.

He was in a sweat.

He listened to the voices coming from outside.

He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha.

He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.

Pass this on to your friends and family… …

Maybe, you can help someone open their eyes.

And who knows?

Maybe, this is a good deed that can help you during the day of judgement.

(IN SHA ALLAH)