Sejam Di Kadai Memotong Baju

I went to KB with my mom this afternoon just right after I got back from my Jumaat prayer to send kain cara melayu warna purple ku ke kadai kaling. Kan membuat baju cara melayu ku. I am a regular customer at this particular tailor shop. As we got into the shop, we found out that there not even a tailor was there but one, kami panggil ia boss la saja. And so berlangsung lah satu dialog:

Me: Boss. Boss mana? (referring to the particular tailor that made all my cara melayu all this while)

Kaling: Aah, diorang pigi lunch bah. Sikijap jam lagi diorang mari. Kita sibuk ka? Kalau mau jalan-jalan kita tinggal tu kain disini la dulu.

Me: Inda apa, kami sini saja lah liat-liat kain.

And so me and my mom browsed around the tailor shop while waiting for the tailors to come back. Macam-macam kain yang lawa. The tudung used to be known as Tudung Wahida is now known as Tudung Ekin as I found out. Ada-ada saja bah cara nya kan menarik pelanggan ah. Mun atu tudung Ekin, Ekin pakai apa?

And as me and my mom tengah liat-liat kain, datang tia bini-bini tua ani, bida lah mua nya, dengan anak nya.

Bini-bini tua yang bida: Eh, kamu ada baju skulah untuk kanak-kanak umur lima taun ka? (asking the Indonesian lady yang bekeraja di sana)

Indon lady: Putih ka?

Bini-bini tua yang bida: Awu bah.

Indon lady: Ada bu. (Took the baju skulah and gave it to the old lady)

Bini-bini tua yang bida: Untuk lima taun kan ni? Macam untuk enam taun ja? Anak ku ani damit bah. Skajap. Eh, kemari ko! Jauh jua ko, minta lapik lagi ka mua mu ah! (As she called her daughter) Saiz ani bah, ya ni?

Indon lady: Ya lah tu bu?

Bini-bini tua yang bida: Brapa?

Indon lady: Sepuluh bu..

Bini-binit tua yang bida: Mahal jua? Di Malaysia RM18 bah. Inda apa. Ani lah. Cian bah anak ku ani. Mama nya kuat mendera ia kan. Iatah ku asuh ia ani. Bapa nya kawin baru bah, iatah mama nya tertekan. Anak nya ani di ambil nya uleh. (Bercerita tia ya semua ani arah bini-bini Indon ah!)

As I listened everything sampai ya balik, so many things came into my thought about that bini-bini tua yang bida and this child:

• Bini-bini tua ani bida mua nya
• Mun kain di Malaysia murah banar, napa inda awal-awal ya membali di sana saja? Miri ampir
• Ia melapik mua orang buleh. Tekana mama kandung mendera anak, diceritakan segalanya arah orang kadai.
• The size of our clothes aren't determined by our age, but our size! Size S, M atau L! Bukan saiz umur lima taun, enam taun. Ada jua orang lima taun lampuh brabis macam orang basar.

Half an hour passed by and the tailors we expected to return alum jua balik-baliknya. "Mana tia diurang ani?" mom asked. "Sikit jam lagi sampai la boss" nya kaling atu. So we waited lagi.

Kaling: Kita ada rumah sewa ka?

Mamaku: Aku ka? Nada eh..Napa mu?

Kaling: Saya cari bah. Ni kita punya siapa? (pointing at me)

Mamaku: Anak ku. Napa?

Kaling: Macam adik beradik bah.

Aku: *Why am I not surprised*

And finally the tailors arrived and to make the story short, after 5 minutes, I'm done. But wait! Ada lagi!

I was expecting my girlfriend's message when finally the message came in. I always put on weird sound clips as my message tone. I used to use chicken clucking sound as my message tone. And in this case, I use broken glass sound. So this kaling, membawa kain di tangan, dropped all the kain on the floor with a shocked expression. "Aiyo! Tekejut saya. Lain jua mesej kita atu?! Saya pikir apa yang saya pijak sampai pecah tadi"

Aku senyum saja. Hehe..

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