When her face was the prettiest — and it looked warm, like love in the morning — i had told, “Baby, i asked Sarah* to design something for me, kinda like her design.”
“Oh yeah? Design apa Baby?”
“I ada nombor phone dia. Dia kasi i tau.”
“Design apa Baby?”
“She told me kan, she tak kenal Zack* sangat. Weird.”
I remember, i remember telling my Baby everything except about the job, except about what i had asked Sarah to design — or even if i did tell my Baby, i think i didn’t elaborate enough on the details but was being proud, excessively, more than enough — that i had Sarah’s number and Sarah was a hottie of the year 2008, what months i forgot, which months i forgot, how many months i forgot, but she was the famous hottie of the year 2008, in a famous blog, read by thousands of Malays everyday, stalked by hundreds of Malays who wished they were born Caucasians or Chinese — any race but not Malay — , including me. But oh well, not everyday.
Not everyday i read famous blogs. Not everyday i wish i wasn’t born a Malay.
“But Ovi kata kan baby,” i continued, “Sarah is Zack’s ex-girlfriend.” And added, “Pelik kan Sarah told me she didn’t know Zack that much when i told her to send my regards to Ovi and Zack.”
Ironic, i thought. Sometimes i’m too proud being a Malay, sometimes i hate the stereotype but i thought, i was being the perfect example of a proto-malay : I mengumpat, dan jaga tepi kain orang. Bagus tu. But it was fun, to chill a little bit and not to take things too seriously. Lay back, mengumpat is the new way to relax. Being a serious Malay can be tiring, so chill, i thought.
“Baby, you suka jaga tepi kain orang kan?” She told me.
“No la. I was just curious why she told me she didn’t know Zack that much while Ovi told me she’s Zack’s ex.”
“Maybe dia malas nak cerita.”
“I wasn’t asking. I just told her to send my regards to them. Then dia cakap dia kenal Zack macam-macam tu je, tak kenal rapat sangat.”
“Baby, kalau i pun kan, i taknak mengaku i penah kawan dengan you. If anyone asks me about you, i’ll tell them i tak kenal you sangat.”
“But why?”
“Because you blog about everything.”
(and because i macam kampung suka mengumpat jaga tepi kain orang, kan? ahahahahha. but celebrities and hotties are for mengumpat =P)
*Sarah and Zack are not real names.
OMG!! I am freaking bored lying deadly in this rumah sakit bed
where are u eh?
Location identified: JSH, JB.
ahhh… jb hospital then
got internet there issit?
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laughter is the best medicine tau =P
Thanks for sharing! Your blog enuff to make me laugh out loud at this empty space…
Btw I’m from Spore but hari tu can’t get through Spore at the checkpoint, sebab demam was immediately detected by the kakak from healthy dept and chaos happened and alert to the whole lorong2 checkpoint, maka I was quarantined since the past 2 weeks and yes I was admitted to JSH.
Ya, connected without wire – sama ubat gantung.. huhu
Ops! Mind my english..
*Health department
ooohhhh… get well soon yeah