Ajim Dan Abah - Part Three

There're things that you can enjoy solely with daughters. Likewise, with the sons.

Like oogling over people's buns cars. Feasting our ears over spouses' nags rumbling exhaust notes. Or simply salivating over latest Superbikes. Rempit-ing. Uweng-uweng, Uweeeeeeeeeengggggggggg...


Normally, when we (Ajim dan Abah, including Arip too) see a luscious-looking car, our normal reaction would be. "Whoaaa,.. tengok ! tengok !! Beliiiiiii, Beliiiiiiiiiii... !!! ". I have no clue whatsoever on how this reaction originating from, but I'd guarantee, the reaction'll always be "Beliiiiiiiiiiii..."

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Last week, I tought Ajim how to speed-dial my hp number on the home fix phone. After a few trials dialing Maam's number, I think Ajim can do this by his own. Without Arip supervision. Without Arip permission.


Yesterday, I got a call from Home. The fix phone. Somebody on the other side said "Helyoo".


I couldn't tell the difference between Ajim's Helyoo and Dilla's Heyyo. So, I asked.


"Siapa ni ? Ajim ker A'illa"


"Ni Ajim.." he replied softly, as per normal. Suddenly he moaned lenghtily, but again softly..

"Abah, abah, kenapa bila abah ada duit, abah tak nak beli meinan Ajim ? Abah asyik nak beli keretaaaaaa jer. Beli, beli, Beli... Meinan Ajim Sikit pun Abah tak nak beli...."

My heart went woww-wowww-wooooow !. Ni belajar pada sapa nii ?.

Mebbe, indirectly from me. Hmmm.

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