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Bapak Engkau

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Cik: Semekkom. Saya dari kedai motor yang tepon smalam. Ni nak tanya sikit lah pasal akak.

Puan: Wa’alaikumsalam. Ya, okay.

Cik: Akak kenal tak orang ni, Ros… errr… xhxzvwqtkdg… Enda… Supian?

Puan: Ya, kenal. Saya lah orang yang Cik tak pandai baca nama dia tu.

Cik: Ehehe he hee. Betul ke akak ni director company Enda…

Puan: ENIDA.

Cik: Errr… ya. Enda kon… kon…sul…ten…sal… ten…

Puan: E-ni-da-Con-sul-tan-cy-and- Ser-vi-ces.

Cik: Aaaa ya, ya. Enda… kon… kon… sal…

Puan: Ya, betul. Ini syarikat saya sendiri.

Cik: Dah berapa lama kerja dengan syarikat ni ek kak?

Puan: Sejak August 2010.

Cik: Ohhh… aaa… so dah… 2010, 2012… so dua tahun laaaa.

Puan: Ya, satu tahun tujuh bulan.

Cik: Berapa gaji akak ek?

Puan: RM XX sebulan lebih kurang.

Cik: Oh… RM XX eh. Okayyy… satu lagi soalan. Errr… yang Supian tu ayah akak eh?

Puan: Ya, Encik Supian tu ayah saya.

Cik: Dia kerja apa eh?

Puan: Ayah saya pesara tentera.

Cik: Oh pesara tenteraaaa. So dia tak ada buat apa-apa lah eh?

Puan: Tak ada buat apa-apa?

Cik: Ye laaa. Dia tak de kerja lah eh?

Puan: Dia sekarang Trainer dengan beberapa projek sama ada dengan syarikat saya atau syarikat dia sendiri dengan adik saya.

Cik: Tainer?

Puan: Trainer.

Cik: Oh trainer eh.

Puan: Ya, jurulatih.

Cik: Ohhh jurulatih. Jurulatih je lah ya.

Puan: Jurulatih je lah? JE LAH?

Cik: He he he. Tak de laaa…

Puan: Apa yang tak de laaa? Apa maksud cik, ‘jurulatih je lah’ tu? Cik ni sebut gitu seolah-olah merendah-rendahkan kerja ayah saya sebagai jurulatih. Cik tau tak ayah saya jurulatih yang macam mana? Je lah cik cakap ya?

Cik: Eh tak de laaaa. Sorry, sorry, kak.

Puan: Ya, memang patut cakap sorry, cik. Untuk pengetahuan cik, ayah saya ni jurulatih yang melatih pegawai-pegawai, menteri-menteri untuk program di bawah Biro Tatanegara, ya. Umur ayah saya ni 63 tahun, tapi tugas ayah saya ialah membawa peserta program mendaki gunung, meredah hutan, merentas sungai. Itu belum masuk tugas dia memberi ceramah etika dan motivasi lagi. Baik pegawai kerajaan sampailah ke peringkat PLKN. Jurulatih je lah cik kata ya.

Cik: Sorry sorry kak. Saya tepon ayah akak ni, tak dapat-dapat.

Puan: Itu mungkin ayah saya tengah bawak group pergi daki Gunung Senyum lah tu. Dalam hutan atas gunung memang tak ada phone coverage, cik.

Cik: Okay lah kak. Tak pe lah. Mekasih eh.

Puan: Sama-sama, dengan siapa saya bercakap ni ya?

Cik: Nama saya Shiiimaaaahhhhhhhh…

Puan: Ohhh Shiiimaaaahhhhhhhh… Bukan Shimah aja? Kena sebut Shiiimaaaahhhhhhhh… gitu ya?

Cik: Ehe hehe hehe. Tak de la. Ehe hehe hehe. Okay kak, semekkommm.

Puan: Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullah.

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Saya akan menelefon Shimah semula untuk membawa beliau minum teh tarik atau teh ais di Restoran Bapak, Jalan Kuching, minggu depan. Ni anak bapak jurulatih nak bagi kursus bercakap di telefon sikit. Secara percuma.

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The washroom at the chiropractor clinic wasn’t busy the other day being only 9 o’clock in the morning. One of the two rooms was occupied. So was one of the two wash basins outside. Well, I wasn’t going to use the sink, okay. But I couldn’t get in to the unoccupied room. The donna della pulicia was replacing the toilet paper roll. I said my usual good morning to her, and her big smile was enough to make my day.

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“Kak Enida! Eh you are here?”

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Hah?

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“It’s soooo good to see you here! You look good! You look better in person. In real life.”

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Hug hug hug.

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Huh?

“Oh thank you, thank you.”

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“I read your blog everyday!”

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“Aaaaaaaa okay. Oh thank you, thank you.”

(I don’t know why, but I always say thank you twice.)

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Hug hug hug.

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“I am Edlina. I like your writing. I enjoy your blog. I’ve been following it for a while.”

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“Thank you thank you. How long have you been following?”

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“About two years. So you’re here? You work here?”

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“No, I am here for my neck adjustment. Undergoing a little therapy. Yeah, I’ve been back from Moscow since July… August 2010.”

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“I’m here for an interview. Just moved to Shah Alam from Penang. So, kalau Kak Enida nampak a reader from Penang before this, I lah tu.”

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I wished her all the best for her interview that day. Yes, outside the washroom, near the reception area. And we gave each other another hug.

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Now… Edlina didn’t just make my day with that you-look-better-in-real-life statement that day. She made my whole year! I am good until  December 31st, 2012 at least. Until then, let me keep on writing. See if my expiry date pushes further.

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Sent-Tenses Sentences

Edrick committed a serious offense yesterday. He used a bad word! Though I am not going to repeat his sentence here fully, he said to Adam: “You and your family are a bunch of _____ people!” We were on our way home from school when this was reported to me by the officer in-charge, Little Miss Inspector. My jaw dropped to the pedals! I don’t use that word, or that kind of word on anyone. It has no use.

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Using bad words is a serious crime in my house (and in my car)! So I made it a big deal. Perhaps it was a bit bigger than what it should be, but I decided that Edrick had to learn it quickly. And Edrick knew what was coming. So yes, I gave him a hard time even though he had said sorry to Adam.

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I was trying to make a point that he has to manage his temper and that his words are solely his choice. I must have repeated myself more than 20 times, saying: Things you don’t say to yourself, you don’t say to others. I remember the version with Kitreena when she went through a similar phase being: “Only stupid people call others stupid.” Kitreena has long made enemy with the word. She calls it the ‘S’ word — can’t even bring herself to say ‘the S word’ with a voice.

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So Edrick is grounded for the whole week. No TV until Saturday, and no iPod or iPad for this weekend. He cried like there was no tomorrow when I read him the verdict. And now, he is serving his sentence… 20 lines per day for 5 consecutive days.

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Baby, You…

Kiss someone good night even if he is already asleep..

After the good night kiss, I usually stay for a while, give him a rub on the forehead and watch him sleep like a baby.

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Hope Fool

It was the first time I heard of such concept, such belief. But it probably has a lot to do with the law of attraction. Bibik told me, where she comes from, the people believe that once a husband or a wife utters the hopelessness and the intention for a divorce, until divorce happens… life in the household is cursed by the utterance.

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I was taken aback for good five minutes to reflect on my present life — and my previous life. Ya, semua orang ada cerita lama. In a way, I was trying to recall if I ever mentioned the big D to B. (Yeah, and then X to make it to DBX in Dubai, huh? I am so lah derailed right now, it’s not even funny.) Anyway, the concept of “…fate that is governed by intention and words that we send out to the universe…” is right there!

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Perhaps that is why I have been extremely cautious with the words I use, though I am not from West Java. As much as I can… as a human, I try to be positive — thinking of positive possibilities, and using positive verbal and non-verbal languages. And in all that I think, do or say, perfection is not my goal. I can never be perfect. Because if I were perfect, God would ‘product-recall’ me from the shelves.

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With my good memory, I know for sure that I left with good thoughts and good words. Even now, call me a fool, but I am still full of hope. I still utter good words with the best of intentions. Because the best is yet to happen. The ending is a chapter in itself. Given time, I believe that we might walk the same paths with different feel. And that… my friend, is not a new concept. Nor it is from West Java.

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