Tale of a Father
One afternoon, many many moons back.
We were just jalan-jalan at Ampang Point. My kids and I were at the kid's section, while my wife was at the ladies' section with Akid.
"Baba, boleh tak Angah nak beli baju?"
"Baju apa? Kan dah banyak baju baru?"
"Tak...., ni baju yang pakai kat dalam punya"
<***Blurr> "Yang pakai kat dalam punya? Yang macam mana?"
"Alaaa, yang ada tali tu" Angah was making her hand gestures. Looks like she was explaining a shirt with a strap over the shoulders.
"Yang macam mana? Baba tak tahu la" Oh no, I hope she would not ask for a spaghetti strap t-shirt. I would not allow that!
"Baju tu kita pakai kat dalam, lepas tu pakai la baju lain kat luar" Angah still trying hard to explain.
"Macam tu?" I was pointing to the big advert that showed some kids wearing chequered shirts with plain coloured t-shirts in the inside.
"Bukan....." Angah sounded a bit frustrated. "Dia macam yang Kak Sarah pakai tu"
I scracthed my head trying to recall the type shirt that my niece wore she she came over to my house sometime back.
"Alahai, mana Baba nak ingat baju macam mana yang Kak Sarah pakai"
My second daughter started to sulk. Ahhh I hate this.
"OK, okay.... Angah tunjuk ada tak baju tu kat sini. Kalau ada Baba beli kan"
"Tapi tak de kat sini"
"Habis tu, camna Baba nak buat? I don't know what you want!. OK, why don't you go to your Ibu and tell her what you want".
Teary eyed, Angah went to her mother. Less than three minutes, my wife came and smiled.
"Apa dia nak?" I asked.
"Dia nak beli......camisole. Tak de kat sini. Kat Reject Shop mungkin ada"
Aaarrrgh, cakap la awal-awal.
We were just jalan-jalan at Ampang Point. My kids and I were at the kid's section, while my wife was at the ladies' section with Akid.
"Baba, boleh tak Angah nak beli baju?"
"Baju apa? Kan dah banyak baju baru?"
"Tak...., ni baju yang pakai kat dalam punya"
<***Blurr> "Yang pakai kat dalam punya? Yang macam mana?"
"Alaaa, yang ada tali tu" Angah was making her hand gestures. Looks like she was explaining a shirt with a strap over the shoulders.
"Yang macam mana? Baba tak tahu la" Oh no, I hope she would not ask for a spaghetti strap t-shirt. I would not allow that!
"Baju tu kita pakai kat dalam, lepas tu pakai la baju lain kat luar" Angah still trying hard to explain.
"Macam tu?" I was pointing to the big advert that showed some kids wearing chequered shirts with plain coloured t-shirts in the inside.
"Bukan....." Angah sounded a bit frustrated. "Dia macam yang Kak Sarah pakai tu"
I scracthed my head trying to recall the type shirt that my niece wore she she came over to my house sometime back.
"Alahai, mana Baba nak ingat baju macam mana yang Kak Sarah pakai"
My second daughter started to sulk. Ahhh I hate this.
"OK, okay.... Angah tunjuk ada tak baju tu kat sini. Kalau ada Baba beli kan"
"Tapi tak de kat sini"
"Habis tu, camna Baba nak buat? I don't know what you want!. OK, why don't you go to your Ibu and tell her what you want".
Teary eyed, Angah went to her mother. Less than three minutes, my wife came and smiled.
"Apa dia nak?" I asked.
"Dia nak beli......camisole. Tak de kat sini. Kat Reject Shop mungkin ada"
Aaarrrgh, cakap la awal-awal.
Comments
p/s welcome back. timely lah... superman3 pun dah started screening. hehehh!!
Ibu: I was thinking of that 'thing' too. :)
all the best bro...i'm sure it's gonna be an amazing journey
Hehe..normally benda2 mcm ni girls would asked Mom.
Dah besar anak Baba...before you know it, you'll be holding a shotgun to the boys lining up to date her :P
Shotgun? better make it double barrel semi automatic.
Salam.
Very unlike my time dulu....
KakTeh: ohhh Kak Teh, neither? So what was it? *seakan-akan blur*
anak pB yang sulong dan ke dua , baru 11 tahun .
Tapi, this year dah start guna training bra...