He brought in the five filled bottles – each weighing 20kg – almost effortlessly, while The Driver just sat in the water truck writing the bill. Okay, it’s fair, I guess. But when I asked The Driver about the previous bill and he answered…
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“Oh the bill is with that BANGLA,” motioning with his mouth pointing at The Water Guy.
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… I looked at The Driver with disgust. And when I found the Bangla helpfully trying to turn my water dispenser on after replacing the water bottle, I knew who had the biggest heart among us all.
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Enida: Thank you for putting the bottle on, uh… what’s your name?
The Water Guy: Ammal, ma’am.
Enida: Thanks Ammal. That’s a big help for me.
Ammal: You’re welcome, ma’am.
Enida: What’s The Driver’s name?
Ammal: Eji, ma’am.
Enida: Eji? Like A and G?
Ammal: No ma’am, HAJI ma’am. Makkah pigi eji, ma’am.
Enida: Dia tak tau ke nama you Ammal? Kenapa panggil you Bangla, Bangla?
Ammal: Besa lah ma’am orang sini tada suka Bangla.
Enida: Don’t worry, Ammal. Orang tak suka it’s ok. You buat kerja baik, Tuhan suka. Cukup.
Ammal: Yes ma’am, batul ma’am. Thank you ma’am.
Enida: Suruh itu Eji pigi eji lagi. Tobat. Mulut tada baik. Hati kena cuci sana Makkah punya pasir. Haihhh!
Ammal: Wokey ma’am. *chuckles*
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Ammal left my Mesra home walking with his head held higher than when he first walked in.
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See the big-‘o-try has grown, but so many years ago, it wasn’t big……;)
i dont know la Enida.. where the malaysian budi bahasa and manners went astray…52 yrs down the road and ppl are getting from bad to worse.. it is like they are only nice to the ones they know or want to suck up to…
A good read :).
kak, suka sgt entry ni.
u made his day, definitely kak!
Totally agree with you… Oh I can’t describe mine here. Nnt you get bored Che Nid. I hate people who doesn’t respect others regardless especially orang2 yang sombong & perasan.