Ku Tak Hengen Duit Miewwww....

With the sulphuric ash shrouding UK punya airspace, maka ramai lah yang tak lepas balik ke Tanah Malaya.

3 of them is a so called bisnisman plus orang kuat parti timbang kati kat Malaysia tu. Because of the duit they all yang berkepuk tu, they can afford to stay in a hotel tak macam the rest yang terpaksa berkampung kat Heathrow ittew.

And out of respect to my friend yang puas memujuk rayu dan menjanjikan kuih karipap tanpa catuan, I agree to join her to gi makan-makan with these businessman.

I don't know what sort of business they're doing and I honestly didn't care. Business talk can make me feel awkward, as I don't know a thing. I have turned into this public service person who only think about servicing the public, not to extort money out of them. I grew up with businessman around me...so all talks about tender, contracts, over table undertable, deal and more deal...will not catch my attention.

But people's attitude will. Enough to impress or to annoy me to the highest heaven, filled up my container (ni bahasa psychoteraphy ye adik-adik..makna nya...filled up my head/brain) and can turn into blog entry.

One guy...hensem sikit aje from that Kinabatangan guy who married Zizie Ezette. One common thing about orang tak berapa hensem ni, they seems to make up their ketidakcukupan paras rupa with their choices of words yang to them...enough to make them a god gift to woman.

Another guy...okaylah...okaylah...okaylahhhhhh!!!!! tapi pendek. No surprise lah kan if dia sungguh terpegun dgn kependekan ku yang 5'8 ni. Prompting him to ask silly question ask his pembuka kata...you ni tinggi makan apa ye?

The third guy..is as bad as the first one. He is friends with my friend ni. Under my breath, I asked my friend, manalah kau kenal jantan-jantan sewel ni....of course my friend dengan muka nak nangis nya cakap..dah lah..jg komplen, kita makan aje pastu kita blah. On our way back, I critisised her choices of friends...not that I always do that but I would not have associated myself with sleazy bag like that 3. So called bisnisman millions-millions.She said, she only frens with one, the two just happened to be there. I cakap, ohh..bad smells stays together y'know....

The first guy have two wives and he made no secret of it. He openly said that he have been persuing my friend as his number 3 with no luck. And he think its okay to talk about that openly and jokingly on a dinner table.

My friend is a widow and lost her husband ages ago. By the look of it, she has endured his silly proposition and able to laugh it off. Baiknya hati...kalau aku lah, dah ku kapak orang tu.

Then, just about I want to enjoy my meehon goreng, 3 of them started throw questions at me. Why am I still single (hmmmmmmm) why this and why that. Sleazy questions like, I don't know what I missed...and the joy and pleasure. (Dalam hati ku...pleasure? With you? Ohh..Ann Summers came top lah)

Politely, as always I will always say jodoh belum sampai....and of course the first guy see the opportunity to 'joke' about his another two free slots. Not wanting to bruise his ego plus my friend was giving me this look of...layan aje la...cepat kau layan..cepatlah kita balik....I laughed it off to him and said..oh..tempting.

Knowing men will not take hint or no as an answer, he kept on mengasak I dengan soklan-soklan maha bangang. I think the rubbish that I am exposed to day in day out made the situation seems easy to handle.

Until..........

'You kan orang N9.....mesti mak bapak you pun memilih...nak cari orang berharta. '

'Pompuan kat sana kan dapat all the harta. Siaplah siapa yang kawin dengan orang pompuan kampung you...habis lah kepala diorang pun botak etc etc'.

'Kan ke N9 ada adat, biar anak mati jgn adat mati..agaknya tu lah pasal orang takut nak approach you kot'.

This, you all...dicampur dengan gelak-gelak bangang lagi puaka syaitan nirrojimmmmmm.

Orang selalu kata....orang bangang jangan dilayan. I am just about to do that...habiskan my meal and excuse myself for the day.

But, thinking of my sick father and how my poor mother had to put up with him, only for them to be slagged of as 'memilih menantu berharta'...really shifted my mood from the back burner.

I look at the man no.1...stare at him intensely. Then he noticed. He laughed. He said...amboiiii....dia dah marah lah. Cantik bila dah marah (Fuck you think that's funny?) I keep on staring at him and glanced at the other two.

The 3 went very quiet..not instantly but the laughter, their stupid laughter faded...and my friend gripped my hand...under the table..

Lepas semua orang dah diam...I said....kita orang melayu masih ada bad manners masa makan kan? Dah la kita cakap tak berhenti...lepas tu kita cakap pun, kita tak pikir orang yang dengar kita cakap tu apa lah rasa perasaan dia ke (Kiah...I will surprise you..I speak all this in bahasa)

Cik semua dah pernah berbini pompuan N9 ke? Laaa...kesian. Tapi takdelah pompuan tu bagi bangkrap kan..kalau tak tak lepas datang sini.

One guy said..we are sorry that you're offended.

I'm not, but I just don't understand why we have to discuss this over dinner and the fact that all 3 of you think its okay to slagg off women and their parents.

You all talk so highly, so posh about yourself..your business...and I am so amazed with your choice of conversation topics with strangers like me.

So..your wife must be so stupid to have married you or maybe just had to put up with you for your money. I'll bet your money turn them on...and not you. Sedih kan?

You should come and do business in UK often...bagilah kepala bukak sikit.

I looked at my friend, you dah habis dah? She looked so serba salah...then I said, let's go. Let them pay for the bill...they're millionaires and I am the one from N9. I looked at the man no.1...please say you can afford to pay my share...

Dia buntang mata kat I.....alah tak pe..tak hal...eh, tak kan nak balik kot?

I said...no, I am going for my 2nd round of gold digging. You're not rich enough..after all, you can only afford to eat at Malaysia Hall.

They said sorry, but aku dah sakit hati....we left.

Had the gunung berapi tak meletop, I would not have encounter those 3. Syaiiiiitonnnnnn. Yes Izuan..I would have show them the fronted V sign, surely they'll think that I mean peace offering, kan?