Are you going to die soon?
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A lot of you have asked me why my mom didn't slap my cheebye aunts' faces.
Well, that is because my eldest uncle's wife kena slapped by these bitches once. Just because she talked back at them. Since then my eldest uncle's family has totally cut off any contact with my paternal uncles and aunties. Even on my grandfather's funeral, my eldest uncle's family didn't show up at all. My mom doesn't want us to be like them. That's why all these years she has been keeping her head cool when comes to dealing with my difficult cheebye aunts.
Furthermore, my mom is a no-nonsense steel lady. Summore she has a lot of brothers and sisters. If those bitches dare to touch a strand of my mom's hair, my maternal uncles and aunties will make sure all these bitches will die so fugly that their own husbands also cannot recognise them. ;p
Okay, let's go back to the topic.
My cheebye aunt whipped out her mobile phone and dialled my dad's number on the spot right under my mom's nose.
My mom looked at her incredulously. She said, "Your brother is in the pantry eating his brunch. If you take a walk further down this lane, you will be able to see him there."
"Ah Wah! Ah Wah!" My cheebye aunt quickly called out to her bro. Majiam those cheapskate madwomen in the pasar who like to bargain with the vendors. Summore call my dad like calling her own Ahmad driver liddat. I can bet with you that this woman has never learnt the word 'brother' in school before. Niasing!!!
Dad walked out from the pantry slowly and he drawled, "Meh Si?"
My cheebye aunt relayed the whole saga to my dad without any hesitation. Hoping that he will take pity on her failed marriage.
Before she could finish her sentences, dad said, "I need to go to the hospital now. Can you come back some other time?"
"You go hospital for what?" Cheebye aunt asked.
"I have a tumour in my nose. I need to go do radiotherapy now." Dad replied her gently.
"WHAT?! What did you just say?! Are you telling me that you have nose cancer?! OMG, are you going to die soon?!" She was so shocked that her face turned pale.
"Well, if you keep me in the way, then I might." Dad scorned.
"Oh~ NO!!! If you are going to die soon, then who is going to take care of mom?" Cheebye aunt blurted her thought out loud.
"Well, in that case, as you have already said so yourself, since I'm going to die soon, then mom of course has to trouble you already." Dad walked out of the place without giving her a second glance.
After dad's gone, cheebye aunt quickly grabbed my mom's arms and she asked her, "Is bro going to die soon?"
My mom looked at her in disbelief, paused and then she asked her back the same question, "Are YOU going to die soon?"
"Ngor CHOI! CHOI! CHOI! Dai kat lai see! Dai kat lai see!" Cheebye aunt flapped her arms and she walked out of mom's workplace without saying goodbye.
And that is also the last time the bitches barked at us.
~The End~
Click here for Part 2.
Click here for Part 3.
Click here for Part 4.
A lot of you have asked me why my mom didn't slap my cheebye aunts' faces.
Well, that is because my eldest uncle's wife kena slapped by these bitches once. Just because she talked back at them. Since then my eldest uncle's family has totally cut off any contact with my paternal uncles and aunties. Even on my grandfather's funeral, my eldest uncle's family didn't show up at all. My mom doesn't want us to be like them. That's why all these years she has been keeping her head cool when comes to dealing with my difficult cheebye aunts.
Furthermore, my mom is a no-nonsense steel lady. Summore she has a lot of brothers and sisters. If those bitches dare to touch a strand of my mom's hair, my maternal uncles and aunties will make sure all these bitches will die so fugly that their own husbands also cannot recognise them. ;p
Okay, let's go back to the topic.
My cheebye aunt whipped out her mobile phone and dialled my dad's number on the spot right under my mom's nose.
My mom looked at her incredulously. She said, "Your brother is in the pantry eating his brunch. If you take a walk further down this lane, you will be able to see him there."
"Ah Wah! Ah Wah!" My cheebye aunt quickly called out to her bro. Majiam those cheapskate madwomen in the pasar who like to bargain with the vendors. Summore call my dad like calling her own Ahmad driver liddat. I can bet with you that this woman has never learnt the word 'brother' in school before. Niasing!!!
Dad walked out from the pantry slowly and he drawled, "Meh Si?"
My cheebye aunt relayed the whole saga to my dad without any hesitation. Hoping that he will take pity on her failed marriage.
Before she could finish her sentences, dad said, "I need to go to the hospital now. Can you come back some other time?"
"You go hospital for what?" Cheebye aunt asked.
"I have a tumour in my nose. I need to go do radiotherapy now." Dad replied her gently.
"WHAT?! What did you just say?! Are you telling me that you have nose cancer?! OMG, are you going to die soon?!" She was so shocked that her face turned pale.
"Well, if you keep me in the way, then I might." Dad scorned.
"Oh~ NO!!! If you are going to die soon, then who is going to take care of mom?" Cheebye aunt blurted her thought out loud.
"Well, in that case, as you have already said so yourself, since I'm going to die soon, then mom of course has to trouble you already." Dad walked out of the place without giving her a second glance.
After dad's gone, cheebye aunt quickly grabbed my mom's arms and she asked her, "Is bro going to die soon?"
My mom looked at her in disbelief, paused and then she asked her back the same question, "Are YOU going to die soon?"
"Ngor CHOI! CHOI! CHOI! Dai kat lai see! Dai kat lai see!" Cheebye aunt flapped her arms and she walked out of mom's workplace without saying goodbye.
And that is also the last time the bitches barked at us.
~The End~
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