105.QuaterPocketer

Pocket,
‘aiyooo.. pocket, lapar laaa.. makan jom!!’
‘u mau makan mana K?’
‘mana pun buleh la pocket!!’
‘KFC jom!!’ we were in kfc area of KLIA,
‘boring la.. itu eden garden tu makan apa pocket?’
K eyes is dang good.
‘itu c1n@ punya makan laaa, lagipun mahal la K’
‘McD?’ K asked me…
‘U buleh makan McD ka K!!?’ I thought he cannot take beef.
‘kicik kicik dulu bapa kita ada bawak pigi juga la pocket!!’
‘okeh, kita makan McD jom’ said the pocket happily since he’s luving it:)
Now, do not think that I’m irresponsible or insensible
to K who are from a religion which prohibit him from
taking beef.
I did asked him, His answer was convincing enough.

‘So K, u mau makan apa? Ikan? Ayam? Or daging?’
‘pocket, K mau makan burger!!’ as if he never entered
McD before, smiling like a ten years old boy, witty,
jumping on his heels like its Christmas
‘ok, big mac!!? Double cheese?’
‘K tak tau la pocket, u pilih la untuk saya’
‘Ok then, two quaterpounder please! Set number 4’
I cant remember the McValue number now but something like dat.
Paid for the food and sent K to book a table for us.
K went on as instructed. He is my subordinate.
Sometime he just obeyed me too much I think.

‘aiyoooo, banyak sedap la ini daging!! Pocket thank you,
lama tak makan Burger. U memang baik la…’
‘umph, saya pun suka, makan makan!!’ pocket keep on biting
into the quaterpounder. It was its first debut, that was my
first time tasting it. I’d say the meat is too much for two piece
of bread but if they are any double quarterpounder… I think I might just try:)
It was another two or three bite and he’ll finish the whole burger when I ask
‘so K, u memang tak kisah la makan beef?’
‘eh pocket, ini beef ka? Lembu ka?’ he stopped chewing
‘ya la.. lain dari ayam ngan ikan, lagi mana ada daging lain!?’
‘ya ka.. heh heh, eheh’ he put down the rest of the burger,
tries to swallow the rest of whatever inside his mouth with the C0ke…
‘Sir, may I be excuse?’ he asked me politely,
I just nod.
A strange smell of vomit accompanied us throughout our way
back from KLIA to Penang dat day. I felt sorry for him,
it was my mistake, and the smell is the punishment.
I didn’t go away from him, inhaled deeply hoping that me too
might puke. But my perut is a tough one.
I should have asked…
Took my second quaterpounder yesterday after all these years.
And it reminds me of K.
And the sin I’ve done.
How do u ask a delicate issue like dat pocketeers?
Do u posa today?
Do u take Chinese food?
Are u gay?
Ketam Batu anyone?
Do u drink?
Are u loyal to your wife?
Can u take beef as if Cow or known in malay as lembu?
Hummm hummmmm…