It happened last Sunday,Pakli accompanied his parents to the family home in Kepala Batas. The mission to feast the durian from the kampung.
As I was feeling feverish I didnt follow.I anticipated that they would be having a feast of durian there.
At seven in the evening pakli returned.
Hey comelnya durian! I exclaimed.He was sent home with a durian much less than a fist. After 300 km journey!
Takpa la tu pun rezeki.
Pakli pride opened the tiny,weeny durian,and there were 2 tiny weeny pieces of flesh.
Anyhow ,it was the sweetest durian that I had tasted.
This afternoon pakli returned with bundle.
Ha semalam kan tak kenyang.
So today,I had durian for dinner. And I bet my fever would be here to stay.
But I heart for gulai ikan tok ton! Pulak!