Perjodohan Sucheeeee....

Salam semua....(tak pernah kan..tetiba aje bermoral pulak ari ni nak bagi salam...)

Recently, semasa semua warga tua/mua dalam UK ni ber chotti-chotti May Day Bank Holiday (ada jugak puak2 yang gi Brussels/Paris, makan sotong masak cili..sakit hati aku) I memenuhi tawaran berdating kat area W2 nun..Manal oi.This guy, macam lah takde tempat lain nak ajak aku jumpa...tapi apakan daya..dah tempat itu aje yang di reti nya.

Kiah, trusting her will now think that I am some sort of pompuan liar..asal jantan ajak jumpa, terus jumpa. Well Kiah..kalau le teman ni orang Kampung Bota Kanan, maybe pikir 2,3 gak le nak accept-accept invitations. But this is a special case.

Pepagi buta lagi my sister in KL sent me a text message, kata nya si Abang R is coming tu London and is hoping to see me. My sister also said, you will be expecting his call pasal nya Amma, sebagai telephonist 118118 yang bertauliah, telah memberikan nomor telepon ku pada jantan yang nggak ku tahu whether dia ni ganteng ke idak Kiah oii.

It took me a while jugak lah to think, siapalah gerangannya Abang R ni...ni semua dah pakai option 50/50, ask the audience and phone a friend pun masih I tak ingat. So adakah saya kena telipon Lathika untuk mendapat jawapan nya? I sort of know who he is but this is like ages,ages ago when I'm still in my primary school.

Because my sleep was disturbed by the text message beep and Abang R news, I managed to sleep over it for few hours and I woke up remembering who he really is.Terror nya...bermain-main dia dipikiran ku.

Abang R is one year older than me and somehow we are related. His mother is my father bau-bau kentut telur relatives and his Opah fostered my father when his mother (my father's birth mum passed away) So both mother and father were close macam adik beradik lah kira nya, but because my father ni set-set anak lupa daratan yang keluar kampung masuk Sandhurst terus tak balik-balik lagi, maka dah jarang-jarang lah jumpa. Abang R used to come and stay with us during school holidays and I remember my mother sayanggggg sangat kat dia.Ceh! I think my father must have feel strongly about him too, especially after Abang R's father passed away (kesian..kecik2 bapak dah mati kan?)

My mother must have sayang him because Abang R is not the typical boy like my brother. Abang R is very rajin, tolong my mother masaklah..jemur and lipat kain..siram bunga..anything apart from kerbau balar macam my brother. My mother used to give the speech about how we all should be like him, so berdikari, tak nyusah hati mak..dia sedar diri Bapak nya dah takde...and how you all (we all anak-anak kandung nya ni) is soooo lucky makpak masih ada and tak reti bersyukur (ohh so typical of my mother)

I last saw him when I was in form 2...and dia ni nak ambik SRP and terus tak jumpa dah pastu. He must have keep in touch with my mother all these years. I remember last he was good looking, kemas, fair skinned lagi..dengan rambut lurus ala-ala budak pintar githoo.

That age, mana lah kita ni tau what people refer to Mat-Mat Jambu kan????????

I thought he is...now that I am much older and more incline to believe what we thought we saw.So when I woke up, I realised who he is and quite keen to see how he is after all this years...

So, I called my sister back ..nak tanya, apa ke halnya dia datang? My mother kirim barang ke? etc, etc, and my sister yang mulut lagi lebar dari mulut buaya ni terus cakap...'dia nak pi tackle kau lah...his mom and our mom asked him to'

Pitammmm Makji......(bersambung)...babai Kiah!