This is about today.
So, i am in my red baju kurung right now while eating a plate of nasi minyak and some "sambal ayam". Yes, saya berada di rumah kenduri. Guess what, its been a long time since i went to any rumah kenduri in my hometown.
Everything started when my mom suddenly broke into my room while i am studying (?). She said to me, "Jom teman mak pergi rumah kenduri anak Pak Us tu." Hearing that make my eyes were wide open, my mouth was tightly closed. I couldnt feel any air comes into my lung. Lol. Hiperbola extravaganza. But I really didnt want to go there. Imagine an introvert like me to be in such a crowded place. With a loud lagu kahwin, sanak saudara berkunjung ke sana ke mari, kanak-kanak berlari berkejaran. A big NO!! However, deep in my heart, I still pity her. She has nobody to accompany her to go to kenduri :(
But still, as anak yang baik I said no to her with some other excuses yang melibatkan perbuatan saya (tengah study masa tu).
So, trying to hide my guilt, i change the topic. "Mak, tengok ni adik beli buku ni tadi. Ada off RM10 so adik beli buku ni tinggal RM23.30 plus free shipping lagi." Proud. (Proud sebab beli buku sksksk)
But her words then change the situations into adik 0-1 mak. "Ok ja, tapi apa gunanya baca buku banyak-banyak tapi sosial dengan orang sekitar tu kurang. Nak buat apa asyik baca buku, tapi terperuk saja dalam rumah. Taknak bergaul dengan masyarakat lansung. Lagi bagus kalau kita ada ilmu, kemudian kita bergaul lagi dengan ramai orang. Barulah ilmu tu semakin berkembang malah ilmu baru pun dapat."
Dush. Rasa tertumbuk. Seperti ditumbuk bertubi-tubi. And since then I know I cant win this argument/disscussions (?) anymore. The both of us stay quiet. So I woke up, closed my book and took out my red baju kurung from the closet. Then, I ironed my baju kurung ouh forgot, with my pink tudung bawal too.
Then, here I am. Eating with sanak-saudara at rumah kenduri. Chilling with "Selamat Pengantin Baru, Semoga Kekal Abadi, Bahagia ke anak cucu, Sentosa murah rezeki" song. Enjoyed.
One thing about mak-mak are they know how to win. Always.
4th June, year 2022.
12.30 p.m
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