Jane and I went to Pangkor Island for a night’s trip.
It was great. Even though the beach wasn’t top quality, we got to snorkle at a nearby island. We could see fishes swimming around. And it only cost RM40!
Driving back home was tedious though. I had to brave through a long stretch of trunk roads with single lane. It was pitch dark and most of the time, I depend on my luck when overtaking cars!!
While driving on the North-South highway, our car was overpowered with the smell of bunga kemboja (frangipani flower). First I thought it was due to Jane perfume. But I soon realised that Jane doesn’t have perfume that smells of frangipani.
Then the next thing that struck my mind was… pontianak (Malay female vampire). Malay folklore had it that if you smell kemboja flowers at night, that means a female vampire is nearby. My hair began to stand. I had to do something about it. I decided to ask her to leave….
“Kak, tolong jangan kacau kak” (Miss, Please dont disturb us)
“Kami students kak” (We’re students miss)
Jane: ????? Are you talking to me?
The smell went off suddenly. I was so relieved. The hair on my neck and face were standing!! I felt like a bear, you know, bears have hairy face… However, the smell came back again….
“Kak, tolong jangan kacau kak” (Miss, please dont disturb us)
“Kami nak balik Kuala Lumpur…” (We want to go back to Kuala Lumpur)
Few moments after I finish that sentence, the smell went off again.
It never came back again.
Maybe the smell came from a long stretch of kemboja trees on the highway. Superstition? I rather not take the chance. I dont want to wake up in the middle of the night to find a lady smelling of kemboja standing in my room!!!!!!! @_@
