Anyer, KLIA2 Arrival Hall and Malaysian Immigration

Hi Guys….This is a classic story when I start my passion as a backpacker.

Starting from this article, then I will pour my old adventures in dissecting neighboring country….Yesss, Malaysia.

Malaysia is the closest country which is often used as the easiest and most economical place to start a passion as a backpacker. In addition to offering cheap living costs and close to my country (Indonesia), Malaysia is also known for being friendly with its transportation system. So, Malaysia can train you to become a beginner level backpacker.

Malaysia itself became third country which I visited after Singapore and Thailand in the early phases of my journey to become a backpacker.

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Office outing in Anyer just held on first night. My anxiety worsened when employee award event didn’t ended yet. 23:00 hours was almost over, as a new employee, I ventured myself to ask for permission to early go home to Jakarta…..I didn’t packing yet, guys.

Permission was finally approved without an easy steps. Not thinking long, I hurriedly and deeply stepped my car’s pedals. I was speeding in Jakarta-Serang toll road in early morning which began to dew.

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Imperfectly parking “The Silver” in garage, I rushed and jumped into my room to pack all my supplies into a 25-liter backpack.

My time wasn’t enough anymore to catch DAMRI bus on “Kampung Rambutan bus terminal to SHIA” route, making me to pushed again “The Silver” pedals towards Soekarno-Hatta International Airport (SHIA). It made me had to spend USD 18.8 for paying parking fee at airport for 4 days-3 nights.

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Jakarta-Kuala Lumpur return ticket which costs USD 44.8 which I got through Air Asia promo program since 8 months before departured were finally saved from lateness threat which haunted me since first minute of returning from Anyer.

I couldn’t wait to fly to Melayu Land soon after “The Red Airline” was seen landing on Terminal 3, Soekarno-Hatta International Airport runway.

The old Terminal 3 (when Terminal 3 Ultimate wasn’t built yet).

Not waiting long, me and other passengers were picked up by Air Asia airport coach to location of plane parking lot.

QZ 202 which would fly at 6:25 hours with travel time of 1 hour 50 minutes.

At that time, it was my second flight with Air Asia (in 2014). Whereas my first flight with Air Asia took Jakarta-Bangkok regular route in 2013.

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Yuhuuuu….First landing in Mahathir Muhammad’s land.

My landing on KLIA2 (Kuala Lumpur International Airport Terminal 2) runway was greeted with flight attendant voice in Malay language. First time I directly heard Malay language. Amazed.

My heart beated fast because it was my first time for solo traveling. “Ouch, how is it?….Crazy, I abroad alone….How? if do somethings happen to me?“. I muttered when I set foot in aerobridge.

KLIA2 which operated in 2014, replaced LCCT (Low Cost Carrier Terminal) function.
Building condition was still new.

Learning to be a beginner backpacker made me always carry around drink bottle to be refilled….very long time ago.

Water station which made me glad….Free water
Female toilet, nursing room and disabled toilet in arrival hall.
Departure flight information at KLIA2 is also available in arrival hall corridor.

In fact, I felt that I wasn’t ready to go to immigration counter because of extreme fear. Scary stories very disturbed me i.e strictness of Malaysian immigration officers for first time new comer. And the bad news was….This was my first time entering Malaysia.

Come on….Enter the immigration counter….No matter about what would happen.

Being behind the yellow line of immigration queues made my heart beated fast….Because I would enter a slot at immigration counter soon. My appearance which didn’t support….My jacket which had faded in its color because I often weared it and used for go around Jakarta as a salesman, non-original mountain sandals which weren’t so bonafide and small backpack which wasn’t convincing.

Immigration staff: “Where are you going?“, I was little afraid.

Me: “Just sightseeing in Kuala Lumpur, Sir“.

Immigration Staff: “Where are your destinations?

Me: “Batu Caves, Petronas Twin Tower, Bukit Bintang and Genting, Sir“.

Immigration Staff: “Can you show your return ticket?

Me: Put down my backpack, opened it and looked for it, “This is my Air Asia return ticket on November 18, 2014 at 09:50 hours“.

Immigration Staff: “How about your hotel reservation?

Me: “I haven’t booked a hotel, Sir” I began to strain.

Immigration Staff: “How come, there isn’t hotel reservation, where do you want to stay?“, His face was very fierce.

Me: “I got this reference hotel, Sir (while showing a hotel name card which I got from my boss who often travel to Kuala Lumpur)”. But actually I will not stay at that hotel.

Immigration Staff: “In next journey, you must have a hotel reservation, this time I was allow you to enter“. I was still looking nervous while he wrote my return date under free visa stamp on my passport. A sign that he suspected me.

But on my next visitation, every immigration officer who I passed never wrote my return date on passport. I have been able to freely enter in all around Malaysia until now.

Look at my appearance, really suspicious as a tourist.

Continue to follow my story about Malaysia in following articles.

Anyer, Arrival Hall KLIA 2 dan Imigrasi Malaysia

Hi Gaesss…..Ini adalah kisah klasik tempoe doele ketika aku memulai karir sebagai seorang backpacker.

Bermula dari artikel ini, selanjutnya aku akan menuangkan petualangan lawasku dalam membedah negeri jiran….Yesss, Malaysia.

Malaysia adalah negara terdekat yang sering dijadikan tempat latihan termudah dan terhemat untuk mengawali karir sebagai backpacker. Selain menawarkan biaya hidup yang murah dan dekat dengan tanah air, Malaysia juga terkenal ramah dengan sistem transportasinya. Jadi, Malaysia bisa melatihmu menjadi backpacker level beginner.

Malaysia sendiri menjadi negara ketiga yang kukunjungi setelah Singapura dan Thailand pada masa-masa awal perjalananku menjadi seorang backpacker.

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Outing kantor di Anyer baru beranjak di malam pertama. Kegelisahanku semakin menjadi-jadi ketika acara penghargaan karyawan tak kunjung selesai. Pukul 23:00 hampir terlewat, sebagai karyawan baru, aku terlihat tak tahu diri ketika memberanikan diri untuk meminta izin pulang ke Jakarta lebih awal…..Guwe kan belum packing, gaes.

Izin pun akhirnya disetujui dengan alur yang tak mudah. Tak berfikir panjang, aku bergegas menginjak gas Avanzaku dalam-dalam. Aku membelah panjangnya tol Jakarta-Serang di dini hari yang mulai berembun.

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Memarkirkan “Si Silver” dengan tak sempurna di garasi, aku bergegas dan melompat ke kamar untuk mengepak semua perbekalanku ke dalam backpack berukuran 25 liter.

Waktu yang tak cukup lagi untuk berburu DAMRI Kampung Rambutan-SHIA, membuatku kembali menginjak gas “Si Silver” menuju Soekarno-Hatta International Airport (SHIA). Hal ini membuatku harus mengeluarkan Rp. 255.000 untuk membayar parkir inap di bandara itu selama 4 hari 3 malam.

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Tiket pp Jakarta-Kuala Lumpur seharga Rp. 606.000 yang kudapat melalui program promo Air Asia pada 8 bulan sebelum keberangkatan akhirnya terselamatkan dari ancaman keterlambatan yang menghantuiku semenjak menit pertama kepulangan dari Anyer.

Aku tak sabar untuk segera terbang menuju Tanah Melayu itu begitu maskapai merah terlihat landing di runway Terminal 3 Soekarno-Hatta International Airport..

Terminal 3 yang lama (saat terminal 3 Ultimate belum dibangun).

Tak menunggu lama, aku dan penumpang lainnya dijemput oleh Air Asia airport coach menuju lokasi pesawat parkir.

QZ 202 yang akan mengudara pada pukul 06:25 dengan waktu tempuh 1 jam 50 menit.

Kala itu merupakan penerbangan kali keduaku bersama Air Asia (tahun 2014). Sedangkan penerbangan pertamaku bersama Air Asia mengambil rute reguler Jakarta-Bangkok pada 2013.

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Yuhuuuu….Pendaratan perdana di negeri Mahathir Muhammad.

Pendaratanku di runway KLIA2 (Kuala Lumpur International Airport Terminal 2) disambut dengan suara pramugari berbahasa Melayu. Pertama kalinya aku mendengar Bahasa Melayu secara langsung. Terkesima dan takjub.

Hati berdetak kencang karena ini pertama kalinya aku ber-solo traveling. “Aduh, bagaimana ini?….Gile, guwe sendirian di negara orang….Ntar kalau ada apa-apa gimana ya?”. Gumamku ketika menginjakkan kaki di aerobridge.

KLIA2 yang beroperasi pada tahun 2014 menggantikan fungsi LCCT (Low Cost Carrier Terminal).
Kondisi bangunan yang masih baru.

Belajar menjadi backpacker pemula menjadikanku membawa kesana kemari botol minuman untuk selalu diisi ulang….Jadoel banget diriku waktu itu.

Water station yang membuatku girang bukan main….Ndesoooo.
Toilet wanita, nursing room dan disabled toilet di arrival hall.
Informasi Departure Flight di KLIA2 pun tersedia di koridor awal arrival hall.

Sebetulnya aku merasa belum siap untuk menuju konter imigrasi karena ketakutan yang luar biasa. Selalu terngiang cerita tentang ketatnya para petugas imigrasi Malaysia bagi para pendatang perdana. Dan kabar buruknya….Ini pertama kalinya aku masuk Malaysia.

Yuk lah….Masuk konter imigrasi….Apa yang terjadi ya terjadilah.

Berada di belakang garis kuning antrian imigrasi membuat jantungku berdetak kencang…Karena sesaat lagi aku akan memasuki satu slot di konter imigrasi. Penampilan yang tak mendukung….Jaket yang sudah sedikit memudar warnanya karena sering kupakai berkeliling Jakarta sebagai salesman, sandal gunung jepit KW yang tak begitu bonafit dan tas punggung kecil yang tak meyakinkan.

Staff imigrasi: “Kemana hendak pergi?”, mukanya ngeri beud.

Aku: “Hanya jalan-jalan Pak di Kuala Lumpur”.

Staff Imigrasi: “Di manakah destinasi?

Aku:”Batu Caves, Petronas Twin Tower, Bukit Bintang dan Genting, Pak”.

Staff Imigrasi: “Cobe adakah anda menunjuk tiket balik?”.

Aku: Menurunkan backpack, membuka dan mencarinya, “Ini pak tiket pulang saya pakai Air Asia tanggal 18 Nov 2014 jam 09:50”.

Staff Imigrasi: “Di manakah tempahan hotel?”.

Aku: “Saya belum pesan hotel pak”, mulai tegang.

Staff Imigrasi: “Bagaimana tak ade tempahan hotel, di mana anda mahu tinggal?”, mukanya judes banget.

Aku: “Saya mendapatkan referensi hotel ini pak (sambil menunjukkan sebuah kartu nama hotel yang kudapat dari bosku yang sering rekreasi ke Kuala Lumpur)”. Tapi sebetulnya aku tak akan menginap di hotel itu.

Staff Imigrasi: “Masa depan mesti ada tempahan hotel, kali ini saya dibenarkan masuk”. Masih terlihat senewen sambil menuliskan tanggal kepulanganku di bawah stempel free visa di pasporku. Pertanda bahwa dia mencurigai aku.

Tetapi pada kunjungan-kunjunganku berikutnya, setiap petugas imigrasi yang kulewati tidak pernah menuliskan tanggal kepulanganku di passport. Aku sudah bisa melenggang bebas di seantero Malaysia hingga kini.

Lihat penampakanku, sungguh mencurigakan sebagai seorang wisatawan.

Ikuti terus kisahku tentang Malaysia di artikel-artikel berikutnya.