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Sunday, September 27, 2015

Bibik Babik Part 2

Selama-lama ni....when my sisters dok mengeluh about their Bibiks, all I can say (dalam hati laa) is that...ehhh teruk benau kah? Misti korang la yang jahat nehhh...kulikan onggaji tu macam2...and all that anak-anak yang serupa anak siamang, manalah onggaji memasing tak ngidap PSTD kannn?

My Amma had her fair share of Bibiks trouble. When we were little, Amma hired onggaji that we are not allowed to call them onggaji. Hishh..onggaji is pretty much parents substitute. If we don't like them, we have ways to tell them how and Amma bear the brunt of it. 

With my first Bibik gone..though I must say my cats (and me) did at some point mourned for her loss. That 1st bibik loves my cat..all of them. Sampai sekarang I masih tertanya-tanya, apalakah dan manakah salahnya semua ni?

Tak cukup baik kah I? Tak cukup kah kebebasan yang I dah kasik? The amount of time I have been pulling my hair finding answers, dan nasib baik lah tak botak.

Then I managed to get the 2nd one. I asked this mate of mine yang kononnya banyak lah contact. With my ciput bajet, she managed to get me one and warned me that I need to spend some time training her, because there are cases where this Bibiks are originated from places where the sun didn't shine and that they never heard of stereka or mesin basuh. Hishh like that oso got ye gievn that we are in 2015!

I was told this bibik is 50 and she asked if if I mind about the slightly advance age. For someone who is 43 and lasak bak Angelina Jolie, 50 is nothing la..bukannya I nak suruh dia buat acrobatik melampau kemas rumah sampai tak tido. I wasn't around when she was received by my colleague. All that was presented to me is a woman who is Amma's age approximately, tempang and to add to all this, bercakap bahasa Indon purbakala yang hanya dia ja yang paham!

Mengenangkan kawan I yang dah tolong...and money that I have paid, I sanggupkan saja. My 1st criteria ialah...you must love cats.

Yang hado? Dipandang nya kekucings I macam pandang anak tiri. We are talking anak tiri if ko nikah dgn bapaknya yang meskin. Kalo apaknya kayo bak Mat Al Fayed, biorlah anak tiri kau ada 26, ko akan bermanis muka laaaaa dopopat jam.

But she had a go at the work...she knows that to still keep her job, she have got to be nice to anak-anak bulus. But when I am not looking, dihambat nya bebudak tu dgn penyapu. 

Her cleaning skills is a lot to be desired. Same goes with her personal care. Atas dasar kemanusiaan, I ask my colleague to go out shopping to get her stuff so that she can look and smell presentable. 

Yes, we have to teach her everything...not only that you spent time teaching, her quality of work punyalah...and you got to spent more time redoing it. 

Bila kena tegur...disuruhnya kita hantar dia balik tempat mak bapak nya. Wahhh...ko berfeeling anak-anak dara sunti mehhh? 

While I was away for 2 months, my colleagues yang kena deal dgn dia. So I was spare the episodes tikam diri sendiri dek tak tahan dgn perangai nya. 

I keep telling myself...so I can't kid myself anymore. This Bibik is a liability. She is old and serba serbi takleh pakai. I had closed one eye and bersabar sebab Bibik ni kalau masuk waktu she will cepat2 gi semayang, so that sort of appeal to me lahhh, I suka cenggitu so I can tahan kerja kurang effisien nya.

But her mulut laknat and her dirty looks on my cats yang I cannot tahan. So when I was away, I was seriously thinking of letting her off, takpalah with all the duit yang dah rugi. I haven't pay her so I ask her to go claiming her wages from her tekong who sold her to me. I told her and her tekong, you have obviously duped me into thinking that you can and would work for 2 years, hence the big fee you are charging. So, claim your wages from the fee your charged me and I will halal kan apa yang lebih tu. 

Maka bermulalah drama....her tekong don't want her back. Bibik started meroyan asking me to reconsider and say that she will sanggup a pay cut.

Then of course, hati I kan mudah kesiannnn?! 

Then it was Raya Haji. Everyone has gone home leaving me with Bibik and her bahasa kebangsaan yang I tak faham langsung. On raya day, Bibik pestered me for her wages. I said, wait lah...today kan holiday manada nya bank bukak? Everytime dia nampak muka I macam dia nampak mesin ATM. As if she doesn't know what wait means.

One day, she disappeared. Eh? Honestly dalam hati I bersyukur because, although I dah berhati kesian..I don't think her staying put will help me so the week after raya tu memang I dah plan nak hantar nya naik bas to belah.

I takdalah merasa apa-apa kehilangan bila Bibik tu lari. Dah la I kena basuh balik rumah anak2 bulu I and from there I realised the extent of ketidak efisienan Bibik ni. So, no love lost lahh.

But....her tekong called and said that apparently Bibik was rescued by her fellow Pulau Madura Casablanca fellows. Rescued?

Bibik dgn bangga nya cakap...yang selama ini keroja I adalah menyeksa Bibik2 I yang sebelum ni and that's why la depa lari. Bibik also said that seluruh kejiranan I tahu yang I ni jahat dan suka menyeksa Bibik.

Bibik claimed that she wasn't fed on top of dia dikerah kerja berat sampai dia tak larat...

Adalah terseksa hidupnya dgn I...tangan nya bercalar balar kena seksa dgn kucing I. Hishh...

I told her tekong first, if you had handled my cats with kasih sayang as an animal lover that you claimed you were, maka idoklah tangan ko akan calar balar.

2nd part yang tak makan tu yang I tak larat...with adanya tukang masak (mind you this Bibik cannot even cook to feed herself) yang memasak hari-hari, kalaulah dia tak makan tu adalah pembohong gamak nya.

3rd, kerja berat? Dengan kederatnya yang sebanyak itu...apalah kerja yang berat sangat sampai most of time I jumpa dia dia tgh terlelap atas sofa?

Babikkkkk la sangat.

I cakap la dgn my friend yang tukang supply ni....I think you all hantar lah dia balik negeri dia..because not only that she can't work, dgn keadaan dirinya yang dah nak habis season tu, tah tah besok orang lain pulak yang kena jaga dia.

And I cakap la jugak betapa bengang nya I yang kawan I ni sanggup la bagi I tenaga kerja yang ghopa ini!

So, now the useless Bibik has gone. 

My cats are soooo happy!

4 comments:

Dils said...

Huhu. Kesian Makji kite. Selalu macam tu la. Bile tadek rase macam kena ade, bile dah ade macam... hoi tak payah ade pon sama gak.

Now.. did you get my old maid that we sent to back to Indon?

inderjeet said...

Makji, same here also, the first thing they ask is do we have to look
after small children, then got wifi or not? handphone siap dalam kocek
all the time.

Pening to train them!

inderjeet
jakarta

Sabihah Ghazali said...

Assalmulaikum ar wb, thanking you for a pleasant trip into the September posts.
Could tell you tons about ours (my late mum's actually) from 1980s in the end after Maks' passing, my sibs in TTDI end up with the old and faithful embok of 1984, juga.Guess you are busy for part-timers. Cost you less mental torture.
But what I like most in `tersrempak you' is your cool music selection!
Beautiful to hear, as an old grandma with my son's 4angels for company. I doakan may Allah retain your cheery disposition.
I was feeling down from Oregan shooting yesterday and syukur you `raise me up'. what more with Obama `inertia!' of Syria.
Ade lagi hope for humanity with your delectable and hilarious `hidangan minda!'
Thank you again, kiipidup! Wassalam

Irfa said...

X pnh ada onggaji, pnt pun xpe lh, rela n redha wat sdiri