Turn back the pendulum

Eri! koho kurus lening! mung bahang dadoh ke nape? The first sentence i heard on my first step into my grandma's house. As usual whenever i meet her, that is my aunt. 26 years old and still single,kihkih..kuang ajor ngoh anok dara tua eah.. kawin cepat2 xmo, " wat nape kawin..ada tok laki wat susoh idup Mok Su ada". Hahaha..Mok Su milih ngat ekpom. I got nothing much to argue with her this time. Grandma was busy, weaving ketupat, her hobby beside teaching people reciting Koran. So, i just sat beside her and listened to those mak cik -mak cik reciting the Koran. Wow, since a long time ago i haven't heard such pleasant voice. It makes me calm and comfortable. She have a nice tone and pitch. Suddenly one of the mak cik stopped " Suwok, ni cucu mung anok Mek Sulong eah?" Hor ye la ning.. setahun sekali baru napok muke. (Oh that's hurt okay..;p) "Hor..Pakeri.. beso panjang doh hor.. sutey muka macang aboh ye.." Hahaha..pakeri.. freaking funny lol.. what a nice name you called me eh..I just smiled to her. Little overawed, i don't even remember her actually..huhu But she said when i was a kid, i always playing under her house. Main pondok-pondok together with her grandsons and her grandaughters. Once i got wounded at my chin because i fell down from her pokok jambu arang. My chin was bleeding, and her husband carried me to my grandma's house. Hor..ye ahh,ingat2t, i just nodded my head even actually i don't memorized it, not one bit..haha. Hmm.. so nice to be at home. This is what i mean by traditional. Sometimes i miss the time when i was a kid, here. Unmatured, tch~


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