Opi is at his Nek’s house. Isya will be going as well today. And the house will be very, very quiet and empty! As much as I want to come back to their squealing and screaming, I think they deserve some breaks. Haha….I can sort of tell that they’re a tad too bored of ‘entertaining’ me. I can tell from Opi's side comments when he starts to compare food at home vs. the ones his Nenek cooks. Hey! That’s not comparing apple to apple…unfair comparison.
Other tell-tales will be when Isya starts rambling on and on about how Wut knows exactly how to cut her nails and how Mak Na will slather on tons and tons of lotion after shower. She will stare through the windows and said casually that Pak Su’s motorbike is a lot better than those she sees around the neighbourhood.
And normally both of them will repeatedly ask “Bila nak balik kampong?” Opi sometimes will go to the extent of packing some of his clothes in his backpack, and he'll place his bag on his bed...in full view. Its like a silent request to 'ship' him back to Nenek's house.
So its time they’re off to ‘kampong’.
This is the time for them to enjoy endless arrays of goring tepung, cakoi, cakes, nasi lemak, lontong, asam pedas and pajeri nenas (Isya’s favourite – the one that she’d refuse to eat if I try to cook!).
This will also be the time when Opi walks with his Wut every morning to buy newspapers and more often than not, both of them will come back with more than just the morning papers.
Its the break that both of them yearn for. It also means an extremely quiet and lonely house for me and Husband.
But tomorrow, all of them will come back, together with Aboy. Then…no more lonely nights (and days!). That reminds me, I got to fill up the fridge with all the drummets, nuggets, hotdogs and ice-cream .
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~~ when they left their kampung, nenek and wut felt lonely. when i arrived, nenek was upstairs and wut was sitting on his kerusi malas, termenung.. <-- Effect of children on older people, really have to learn from them ~~
Becos, each compliment is sincere. Their laughter comes from the heart..with no hidden agenda. For every request, they truly look up to us (the adults) for assistance.
With adults, we tend to evaluate every action too much. In the end, we missed out a lot of opportunity just because we become analysis paralysis!
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