Mak Jantan.

"UG takdork. Semua bosses takdork. Got SEA Games kat Singapore. Nama aku naik, jadik supporter. Tapi bila tau tokleh bawak bebudak, aku withdraw. Better be extra careful with stori mori from the office. Kang, tak pasal pasal kena dooced pulak.

Otot semua nya rasa nicely tight. Dapat la 2 games badminton semalam. Hati rasanya nak main 3-4 games ker. Yelah, dah 3 minggu tak main. Tapi badan dah tak laratla. Take it easy."


Aku tengah syiok nii. Remote on my rite hand. ESPN is on. It is Women's Wimbledon Semi-Final. Sharapova vs Mauresmo.

Left leg is on the Sofa Arm rest. Rite leg is on top of table. 55 degrees apart. He he,. vatudu ?. This is my Kingdom and I am the King.. Rite hand, index finger tapping softly the remote and my brain is on autopilot. "Hmmm...Owwww.." Where's my left hand ?

Grunting Sharapova. Owh, That's something.

Out of nowhere, there's Pipa "Abaaaah..., Tuu pompuan ker llaki ? Yang tuu hah " pointing her hand to the idiot box.

Arip pun tetiba menyampuk, entah dari mana dia datang
"Tuuu boooyy laaaa" sambil gelak2 terkekek-kekek.
"Jom panggil Mama ada Boy macam girl main Tennis kat TV..."

Dengar ajer word Mama, I quickly erase wotever I have in ma head. Delete!. Push these buttons , "Cntrl", "Alt" & "Del". Altogether. Now ! Wipe that silly smirk off my face. Take off feet from the armrest and the table.

Budak2 nii,.. kacau daun betullaa..


Grunting Sharapova, oh boy, shhh, that is really interesting...





This is Ms. Mauresmo.
Now you tell me.