It's a Holi Holiday - Sort Of.....
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If you could call that. The Chinese New Year/Awal Muharram/FT Day was a hectic holiday session for us.
It started last Friday night with a dinner that turned into a karaoke session. A tame one, that is. Just before midnight, my friend the Doc turned up. I was just about to go home as I have a game the next day. Tee-off at 7.30 a.m. at KGSAAS or “Kampung Saas” in the local parlance. Not according to Doc….
“Stay a bit longer”
“No Doc, I need my beauty sleep”
I finally ended up reaching home at 2.30 a.m. and Lina mumbled something about me having to get up early for golf. I know sayang……
But the golf gods are powerful. I was up by 5.15 a.m., brushed my teeth, had my one round of gunfire, got my bag and my clubs ready, took a shower, did my subuh prayers and was out of the house by 6.30 a.m. It was still dark, those darned dogs are in front of the house again but I think they recognized me, or rather my right leg, for as soon as I said “Wei anjing,..…”, they turned tail and were gone. Nice to have known you. Nothing beats waking up so so early during the weekend when everyone else is still in bed. Only nutcases like us. But at the course we had to wait for the last member of our flight. Mr. Kapla Goyang took his own sweet time coming and we ended up teeing-off at 8 a.m. Hurray for Malaysian time. I ended up losing RM 30. And oh, while playing, Kak Teh called and said that emak has not been feeling well these last few days.
That only means one thing – kono balik Seromban lah den!!! So like the konon-konon good son of the wayang, I went back after the game to see her. She’s much better after two days of throwing up and being sick.
“Apo omak buek?”
“Omak pogi belakang tu, bagi ayam makan tongah hari semalam. Lopeh tu omak pogi dopan masukkan penyidai baju tu. Lopeh buek tu ajo, omak raso lomah lak badan ni ha, sakit lah dado ni…. Omak masuk bilik baring. Nasib baik Farouk* ado, omak suruh dio ambikkan baldi buek tompek muntah.”
“Ai yo lah tu… yang omak pogi belakang tu buek apo? Kan omak tau omak tak buleh pogi belakang tu? Belakang** tu hantu punyolah ramai. Pedulikan ayam tu, suruh cucu omak ajo bagi makan. Tak ado cucu omak kek rumah, biar ayam tu mati***. Hantu tu pulak ayam tu tak di sampok, omak yang dio bekonan. Yang omak tolak bosi penyidai baju tu buek apo, kan ko borek tu? Sayo tolak bondo tu, lotih, apo lagi pulak omak…..”
“Tak apo, dah nak elok dah ni….”
And so it went on. And that was just until Saturday night, the makan besar time for Chinese New Year eve.
* Anak buah den.
** Koreh belakang tu, dokek dongan somak, sungai.
*** Den taklah kojam bonar nak biar ayam mati tak makan. Tu a figure of speech ajo….
PS - Translation could be provided on request.....
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If you could call that. The Chinese New Year/Awal Muharram/FT Day was a hectic holiday session for us.
It started last Friday night with a dinner that turned into a karaoke session. A tame one, that is. Just before midnight, my friend the Doc turned up. I was just about to go home as I have a game the next day. Tee-off at 7.30 a.m. at KGSAAS or “Kampung Saas” in the local parlance. Not according to Doc….
“Stay a bit longer”
“No Doc, I need my beauty sleep”
I finally ended up reaching home at 2.30 a.m. and Lina mumbled something about me having to get up early for golf. I know sayang……
But the golf gods are powerful. I was up by 5.15 a.m., brushed my teeth, had my one round of gunfire, got my bag and my clubs ready, took a shower, did my subuh prayers and was out of the house by 6.30 a.m. It was still dark, those darned dogs are in front of the house again but I think they recognized me, or rather my right leg, for as soon as I said “Wei anjing,..…”, they turned tail and were gone. Nice to have known you. Nothing beats waking up so so early during the weekend when everyone else is still in bed. Only nutcases like us. But at the course we had to wait for the last member of our flight. Mr. Kapla Goyang took his own sweet time coming and we ended up teeing-off at 8 a.m. Hurray for Malaysian time. I ended up losing RM 30. And oh, while playing, Kak Teh called and said that emak has not been feeling well these last few days.
That only means one thing – kono balik Seromban lah den!!! So like the konon-konon good son of the wayang, I went back after the game to see her. She’s much better after two days of throwing up and being sick.
“Apo omak buek?”
“Omak pogi belakang tu, bagi ayam makan tongah hari semalam. Lopeh tu omak pogi dopan masukkan penyidai baju tu. Lopeh buek tu ajo, omak raso lomah lak badan ni ha, sakit lah dado ni…. Omak masuk bilik baring. Nasib baik Farouk* ado, omak suruh dio ambikkan baldi buek tompek muntah.”
“Ai yo lah tu… yang omak pogi belakang tu buek apo? Kan omak tau omak tak buleh pogi belakang tu? Belakang** tu hantu punyolah ramai. Pedulikan ayam tu, suruh cucu omak ajo bagi makan. Tak ado cucu omak kek rumah, biar ayam tu mati***. Hantu tu pulak ayam tu tak di sampok, omak yang dio bekonan. Yang omak tolak bosi penyidai baju tu buek apo, kan ko borek tu? Sayo tolak bondo tu, lotih, apo lagi pulak omak…..”
“Tak apo, dah nak elok dah ni….”
And so it went on. And that was just until Saturday night, the makan besar time for Chinese New Year eve.
* Anak buah den.
** Koreh belakang tu, dokek dongan somak, sungai.
*** Den taklah kojam bonar nak biar ayam mati tak makan. Tu a figure of speech ajo….
PS - Translation could be provided on request.....
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posted by dudae_simboyo at 15:27
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