Questa è Enida

Exactly like last year, shopping for Baju Melayu for this anak mat saleh took only 15 minutes at Metrojaya The Curve. On the way out from the store going into Borders, to distract him from his thirst, we had this conversation.

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Mom: Do you know how much your baju raya is?
Edrick: No. How much, Mom?
Mom: Forty-one ringgits and ninety-nine cents.
Edrick: What?! That is almost forty-two ringgits Mom!
Mom: Yup.
Edrick: That would take me longer than the puasa month to pay!
Mom: Yes, it would. But don’t worry, I’ll pay for it sayang.
Edrick: Are you sure, Mom?
Mom: Oh yeah, I’m very sure. Your allowance is only one ringgit per day. Don’t worry about it. It’s raya anyway. I’ll pick up the baju cost.
Edrick: How much is YOUR allowance per day, Mom?
Mom: Oh my allowance is enough to pay for your baju and Kitreena’s baju.
Edrick: What about YOUR baju?
Mom: Nah, I’ll just go bugil this Raya.
Edrick: Hahahahaha! Nooo, Mommm! Don’t go bugil. I can pay for your baju.
Mom: Hahahahaha! You are too embarrassed to have a bugil Mom on Raya huh?
Edrick: Yeaaaah. But I love you, Mom.
Mom: Hahahaha! Of course.

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It was Wednesday, six o’clock in the morning. Edrick knocked on the door gently and came in for our daily good morning wishes and kisses. I was away for training in Penang for four days and just got home the night before.

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Mommy: Hiiiii sayanggg, good morrrning! How are you doooing? I missed you soooo much! *mwahhh mwahhh mwahhh huggy wooggy boogie*

Edrick: I am great, Mom. How are you doing? Did you have a good sleep?

Mommy: I slept like a log and ohhh, I feel good!

Edrick: Awesome. Errr… Mommm, are my eyebrows too bushy?

Mommy: Hahhh? *but she hears him loud and clear*

Edrick: Do you think my eyebrows too bushy?

Mommy: Your eyebrows? *but she hears her son loud and clear*

Edrick: Yeah, do you think my eyebrows too bushy?

Mommy: *dumbfounded but has to come up with a real quick response at six o’clock in the morning* Uhhh…

Edrick: *touches his eyebrows, bulges his eyes looking for an answer* Are they?

Mommy: No, they’re not. I think they look good just the way they are.

Edrick: So, you don’t think I should pluck ’em or sum-fing?

Mommy: Heavens no! You wouldn’t look like you if you did that!

Edrick: Yeaaah…I think you’re right, Mom. Okayyy, see you downstairs at breakfast. Bye!

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I couldn’t go back to sleep. The question was quite a wake-up call.
Was I gone too long?

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It is known, that I don’t like silly questions. Therefore, I have now taken one step higher and more divine in not liking silly questions. I have become creative in answering them.

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I give sillier answers.

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06:30am Monday of January 14th, 2013 — at Cucina Mesra table — Edrick was eating his breakfast and I went straight for the Nescafé Gold jar to make myself some… duh, coffee.

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Edrick: Mommy, are you gonna make yourself some coffee?

Mommy: *turns to look at Edrick with a BIG smile on her face all ready with a very very silly answer and says* No! I’m not going to make myself some coffee. I’m going to make SIRAP BANDUNG!

Edrick: Hahahahahahahahahaha Mommmmmm!

Mommy: How’s that for a silly answer Edrick?

Edrick: That was a good one, Mom. Hahaha a very good one!

Mommy: Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! *tells herself, her day was made — thanks to a silly question*

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It was a quick and early supper at the Secret Recipe Hartamas. Edrick was starving like usual, but Kitreena wasn’t hungry at all like usual. But they knew they would be busy going trick-or-treating that evening, they had to down their supper super quickly.

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And I…
I pretended not to see those expats and expat-looking people squirming all over the mall that late afternoon. Ah well, it was October 31st. And yes, the year is 2012. But the kids looked a little lost and they were staring at almost every tall-hazel-eyed-hairless Caucasian man that walked by.

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And I…
I could tell what they were looking for. A glimpse of someone who might look like Daddy, perhaps.

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So when I caught Kitreena staring at a Caucasian man with his son hopping into a cab, she gave me a guilty look and quickly looked away — not wanting me to see the longing in her eyes. The second she looked up and was brave enough to look at me, I smiled at her, touched her face from across the table and pulled her gently into my arms.

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It was then, again, that she let it go… crying in my arms like a little Daddy’s girl that she was. She stayed in my embrace, face on my chest, and my face in her hair hiding my own tears. Edrick hugged us from the side, and I finally let it all go and said, “Ohhh well! I’ll be the most wicked witch or even a hantu if I have to, but I ain’t goin’ nowhere!” I could feel Monchies’ hug tightening.

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It rained all evening, but Monchies came home with a big bucket of treats.
Life is sweet when we know which candies we can’t live without.

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Halloween 2011: The King and The Skeleton

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Halloween 2012: Tom Cruise and Keira Knightley

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Edrick’s field trip today is to the National Zoo. Two weeks ago when he got the consent letter for me to sign, he was a bit skeptical about going.

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Edrick: Mom, why did they capture the animals and put them in the cage?

Mommy: So that you don’t have to go to their habitat to see them. Some live deep in the forest, ya know.

Edrick: I know. But I think the animals should be in the jungle. They don’t belong in the city. *that’s my Madagascan son speaking*

Mommy: So, does that mean you are not going for the field trip?

Edrick: Ohhh I’ll go, I suppose. I just wanna see if the animals are okay.

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There goes my fifty ringgit. And my WWF Boy.

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Second week of Bibiklessness.

Monchies and I are still struggling to manage our time, especially in the morning getting ready for school. I was being hard on myself, Kitreena and Edrick last week trying to keep our daily schedule as normal as possible. Kitreena’s Asastari training in the evening at Pak Ngah Production throws both hers and Edrick’s sleeping schedule off. And as much as I let them sleep an hour extra in the morning, I wish they could cut down on some shower time. (But I should throw away all the bathroom toys! Really really should.)

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And for the last two mornings, Monchies have been having breakfast in the car. Still the usual toast and eggs and sausage and what not. But eaten in the car.

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Now, I can kick myself all I want. Or whip Monchies’ bums if I like – to make them move faster at 6am getting ready for school. But listening to them talking about the sausage sandwich that I made this morning and how much they were enjoying the breakfast on-board and the in-flight service Boeing CRaVy Flight MT-031… I realized that I had been forgetting to remind myself: Life is short.

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The worst that can happen in the morning is Monchies being just a little late for school. But the best thing is… they are in my car, and just an arm’s reach away from my hugs and kisses.

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Life is short… but good.

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My mind was filled with the thought of some ‘merajuk-dengan-dunia‘ mission of some sort, and I am just out of sorts these days. And then, this short conversation between me and Mr. Johnson Jr. happened:

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Mommy: No more iPad after berbuka. We’re watching the Olympic badminton tonight.

Edrick: But why, Mommy?

Mommy: Because it’s the final game and it’s between Malaysia and China.

Edrick: Are we going to watch it on TV?

Mommy: No, we’re going to watch it on the aquarium. *her usual silly answer to silly question*

Edrick: You mean we are going to the stadium?

Kitreena: *looks at Mommy, ready to burst in a big laughter* Edrick, Mommy said aquarium, not stadium. And it’s a joke!

Mommy: Yeah, we’re going to be riding on the magic curtain to London.

Edrick: Ha ha ha ha Mommmm! It’s carpet, not curtain.

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The silly TV decided to break down during the second set of the game and then decided to come back on right after the game was over. But yeah, really… who cares? Tonight, silence is more golden than the medal.

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