Questa è Enida

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This is my handbag. Manja name or code name: GO-BAG. And this is one of the main reasons why I left the Wanita Niaga Group on Facebook someone added me to. I do not use a proper handbag. I have not been using a normal handbag like many other normal women do, for many years now. Yes, I am not normal and I am far from proper. And I don’t care if I am neither normal nor proper. So when many posts on Wanita Niaga Group were of handbags, I got turned off. Not interested.

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This RM145.00 Go-Bag I bought from a craft boutique at Plaza Mont Kiara has served me well for almost 3 years now. The Japanese lady owner of Bulan Craft Boutique told me that this is a product of Cambodia or Vietnam – I can’t remember. Or maybe it is from Myanmar or Thailand, or whatever, really. I don’t care about that either. Just like I don’t care about Coach or LV handbags because not only that those handbags are not my priority… but because they don’t have this kind of practicality.

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You see, I have very little time and a very long to-do list on a daily basis. Looking for something in an expensive handbag does not save any more of my time. So I keep it simple. And I keep it inexpensive. In along with keeping it organized. I actually like the idea of Handy Manny’s tool box. But other than that, I must mention the attention I get ‘wearing’ this Go-Bag wherever I go. I get questions and statements like…

• “Oh, that is so cute! Is that your handbag?”
• “Is that a hamster box?”
• “Is there a snake in there?”
• “Is that like a tool box or something?”
• “That’s a great idea. It suits all occasions.”
• “Eh mana you beli ni? Bagus lah. Senang nak cari barang.”

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But more often than not, I get the ‘eh-ya-lah-bagus-juga-bag-macam-tu’ look of surprise and admiration. So why would I care about LV or Coach bags that can hang on some people’s credit card until 2025 lah kan. JPO or non.

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Too long without a proper entry. And banyak sangat entries sedih lately. Bak kata my late Mom, “Sedang hujan lagi kan berhenti, ini kan pulak ratap tangis.” Betul sangat. Well, I have had my moments. My sedih meratap-nasib-diri kind of moments. Which in real life, you don’t see me sedih very often. Because I pour it all out right here.

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Anyway, I have been doing not too badly, I must say. And I have been having some crazy ideas that have made me lose my sleep, appetite and weight. I am gearing up for some serious changes. And that includes a manuscript. I am gone now… waiting for the rain di bawah langit Lazuardi.

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The appointment for the quarterly pest control spraying was at eleven thirty in the morning. Not at eleven. So when I was bugged at eleven zero three, you can imagine how far I was from being impressed. Eleven thirty is eleven thirty. Eleven hundred or eleven zero three is not eleven thirty. Which part of it that these pest control people do not understand?

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It was not the first time. The same bugger did the very same thing in September. Luckily the security was better then. I was called before they were allowed to come into the compound. I told the security that our appointment was at eleven thirty, not at ten forty-five. Forget it! I refused to be bugged at ten forty-five in the morning. I needed no excuse. Eleven thirty is eleven thirty, not ten forty-five. If I had wanted them to come at ten forty-five, I would not have agreed to an appointment at eleven thirty.

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So when I pestered Mr. Morgan about keeping time and how I was not impressed when they arrived almost half an hour early, he said he was just following the driver. I seriously thought he said he was just following the screwdriver.

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I tau I cerewet. You nak bengang, bengang lah. Tak apa. I dah tak kisah dah. I tau apa yang I suka dan apa yang I tak suka. Kalau you tak suka apa yang I suka, tak payah suka. Ikut suka you lah apa you nak suka. Dan hari ini I nak buat apa yang I sendiri tak suka, iaitu membebel. Tapi kerana terpaksa, I nak membebel juga. Sebab ini pasal sesuatu yang I suka.

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I suka air suam.

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Ya, I suka air suam walaupun tak ramai yang suka. I suka. Sangat-sangat suka. Dan disebabkan I suka sangat air suam ni, I jadi cerewet bila kita makan kat luar and I akan order air suam exactly macam yang I suka. Bukan sebarang air suam yang I suka ni tau. Darjat air suam yang I suka ni tak ramai yang boleh capai. Jangan main-main. Ha, air suam I ada darjat, I tell you.

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Air suam yang I suka mesti lah panas sikit daripada suam. Tapi tak nak panas sangat. Suam dia mesti lah di antara boleh dan tak boleh diminum tu. Kalau setakat suam, pada I dah hampir sejuk. Cenggitu, baik air minum air sejuk. Tapi kalau panas sangat sampai tak boleh dihirup perlahan-lahan tu, pada I dah jadi air panas. Itu bukan suam. Baik I order teh ‘o’ panas-panas.

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I tau you faham I sebab you dah tak larat dengan kecerewetan I. You redha je kan? Tapi budak-budak pelayan yang ambik order air suam I ni susah nak jumpa yang faham perasaan I. Diorang tak faham bahawa darjah kesuaman air suam tu amat penting buat diri I ni.

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I dah banyak kali sangat kecewa. Sampaikan I serik nak order air suam. Padahal air suam je yang I order. Bukannya minuman yang complicated sangat macam Teh Tiga Lapis ke, Kopi ‘O’ Cham ke, Horlicks Pandan ke. Errr… ada ke? Entahlah, I pun dah tak tau mana satu reality dan fantasy. Sebab I cuma nakkan air suam je, just the way I like it. Susah sangat ke?

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Kadang-kadang I tau you pun bingung tengok I sampai tersinggung-minggung hanya kerana aktiviti meng-order air suam. Tak berbaloi sakit hati kerana air suam, you kata. Tapi yang you tak tau ialah… bila I dapat apa yang I hajati, bahagia yang I rasa kerana air suam… terasa sampai ke lubuk jiwa I yang paling dalam tau!  Ha, begitu mudahnya membuat I bahagia.

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Dan sekarang ni bila you tak ada, I minum je air suam di rumah. Habis cerita. Tak ada sakit hati, kecik hati, terasa hati, jauh hati, patah hati bagai bila tak dapat air suam di takat suhu suam kesukaan hati I tu. Cuma… I discovered, rupanya bukan air suam yang panas sikit daripada suam tapi tak sejuk macam air suam biasa tu yang membahagiakan lubuk jiwa I yang paling dalam.

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Bukan itu.

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