Entry yang keji – The ghastly women
Aug 25th 2010DiyanaHow to make me vomit blood
Before you proceed reading this entry I would like to warn you that my writing here is very KEJI. Therefore, I would kindly suggest that you stop right here and come back after Raya, when you have done so much gluttony (5 ketupats,1 whole lemang, serunding daging, rendang ayam, laksa Penang before sembahyang Raya?); greed (15 pairs of baju raya per person, have you ever thought of the Pakistani flood victims?),envy (jiran beli chesterfield, kita pun nak chesterfield..) and all the other sins thus reading this keji entry would not make much difference in your Score Board of Sins. Ok?
Don’t say I never warned you! Close the page now.. go!
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Hey are you still reading?
I knew all my readers are keji! Hahaha
Here is the story. Very late last night Azman and I detected symptoms of The Tarik cravings. If we don’t get a dose soon we will die. Ok that’s too extreme, we would not die, we would only try to kill each other. In front of Miki.
Which brings us to Diyanazman’s household rule no1 – No matter what kejiness that we have to do, don’t do it in front of the kid! So far we have managed to really behave in front of Miki except for one – hanging around the house in our underwears.
No you haven’t come to the keji part of this entry yet.
At Al-Ehsan in BK3 last night, we chose a table under the big angsana tree for the fresh air. At the table next to us was a bunch of guys and at the table on our left was two women. The fellas were not smoking and that was the reason we chose that table for ourselves. After we ordered our drinks and food, cancer stick smoke started to blow our way. Out if my curiosity, I looked around searching for the source.
All the five guys weren’t smoking, who could it be? I looked to my left at the least suspicious suspect. The two women!!! OMGGGGG!
It was them! *pengsan*
OK, I may be kampong hanya Tuhan membalas but nope, I am not that conservative. Several of my girl friends smoke and I don’t mind at all. Just not in front of the kid, remember? But these women…. For goodness sake, they look as awkward as Shakira Waka Waka Eh Eh wearing her belly dancing costume dalam Masjid Negara sambil membaca Yasin. Boleyy??
Pls don’t get me wrong. I was very much shocked. Actually they look almost like religious teachers – Ustazahhh ok, Ustazahhhh!!!! *pengsan lagi*
Both were respectfully clad in long sleeves shirts, long pants and nice, decent, very proper hijabs that covers their head down to their bellies. One of them was wearing thick glasses that fit perfectly on her face that would make any moms would berkenan nak buat menantu. Kalau muda?!!! Masalahnya TUA!!! They were almost 40 I must say!! Tanda-tanda menopause ke apa kejadah makcik-makcik ni??
And the makciks were puffing Marlboros.
Sedut… hembusss…. Sedut.. hembusss.. puffing with style…..
They were ghastly. Quite a horrible sight to look at. But trust me I have met many ghastly people and hardly any made it to the blog. But these women marked some memories inside my head BECAUSE MIKI NOTICED THEM TOO AND MIKI FOLLOWED THEIR PUFFING ACTIONS!!!!
What the hell!??
Miki stared at them for about less than a minute, I asked him ‘Miki tengok apa?” before Azman moved his baby chair so that the ghastly women would be behind his back. But at that time it was too late. Miki put his cupped hand at his mouth, pout as though sucking the smoke, removed his hand and exhale. He repeats that a couple of time.
Kalau korang jadi aku korang stress tak?
Miki is too sharp a kid. He absorbs infos and acts and antics like a sponge. I don’t think he wouldn’t understand if I explain what is and why he should not be smoking. He doesn’t get to such a sight too often, not even his parents smoke at all. So I distracted him with roti bakar and hopefully he would forget the whole thing.
I don’t know if this even has a moral of the story or not. But one thing for sure, I know parading around your own house in underwear wouldn’t cause cancer.
Say no to tobacco, peeps!
