162. A Disgrace To Man Kind

'Anaa.. maih sat' said ucop who just woke up in the afternoon,
sarong but topless was his choice of fashion that day.
We were there visiting milah, Ucop's wife who recently gave
birth to a baby boy, the fourth one in her family.
'Semalam keja teruk kot, sampai siang dia tidoq'
milah suddenly giving excuses even though no one asked..
It is 11 o'clock in the afternoon, (Or is that still considered morning?)
and i just cant understand a pasar malam hawker need
for longer sleep, its not like he's selling till the sun comes up
or selling fruits requires that much muscle.
'malaih nya mamat niii' was what i said inaudibly.

Ana stand up and goes to his father, i cant hear what they
were saying but i can see him handing his daughter
the red money with some instruction. Ana also put up her
tiny finger as if making sure the items are well remembered.

Off she went happily riding her bike, paddling fast like she's
running from dogs, without the screaming of course.
We were still there. Talking to Milah about her labour, the hospital,
how was the treatment? how does government nurse treating her...
the usual stuff. After a while our conversation was interupted by
the sound of ana coming back from her mision. A red plastic with
what seems like nasi was inside. Ucop took the nasi bungkus and
opened it up in the living room, having his nasi with ayam goreng,
some yellow colour vegetable. acompanied with a can of cocacola
and melody on sunday noon.
'Makan' ucop was trying to be nice. I just replied using my chin.
pointing it up like trying to hit someone with it.

waaaaiiiiitttt seminit!
its lunch time and ucop is having his lunch all by himself!! this is odd...
i was hoping milah would answer differently but she didnt when i asked her..
'eh, kak dah lunch?'
'belum.. tunggu mak balik, dia gi cari ikan haruan kejap kat sungai'
'anak anak?'
'yg sulung gi pancing ngan mak, ana tu dah dpt coklat la tu kalau
gi bli nasik kat bapak nyer tu'
haa!? pancing ker? loh!! yg laki ko gi makan nasi tu apasal?
dia tak rasa nak gi blikan ko ikan haruan tu ker?
ikan tu susah sangat nak dpt?
ko buleh suruh anak ko gi bli nasi utk ko, tp anak anak ko tak makan lg.
bini ko pun tak makan lagi...jantan apa ko ni!!?

i'm having my speculation, my thinking hat is on.
and bad ideas are pouring in, even wondered
'will a person bleed if a chair is swing to his left ear?'
'kak saya nak balik dulu lah yer, ada dua tiga tempat lg nak gi nih:)'
was my farewell speech as i slide a green angpow envelope with
RM20 in it under the pillow, obvious enough for her to realizes it.
'makasih la yer pocket... teh pun kami tak dan nak buat'
and i went on without even looking at the guy who's having his lunch. hoh!!

I took my time getting out of the kampung. Drove slow.
Stopped on the side of the road to think about my speculation.
Trying to deny them all, it took me quite a while...
My thinking hat is quite good. It wont go away without a good excuse.

And as I was coming up to the main road, I saw ana.
she was buying nasi from a gerai there.
Smiling as the makcik handed her the big red bag of goods.
The green envelope was gripped tightly in her left hand.
hummmm hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm....