The other day,the children had a roaring laugh when I misheard something they were discussing....
Sapa yang dengki....issshh tak agak agak dah...kesiannya.Sampai masuk spital?
Ehhh mana pulanya dengki.Depa kena denggi!Said cikli.
Ni lagi teruk....denggi oh no! said I
I saw the glimmering lights passing by on the road in front of my house.It must be the kesihatan spraying again in the vicinity.Its uncommon sight though.
And one of the children who came on the eve of raya haji too had denggi...oh my. He was having fever,coughing and didnt even touch the food I cooked.He looked tired.And a few days later he was hospitalised in SP.And I got to know about it through his fb..Poor boy...dah la ibu ayah nun jauh ditanah suci.Jaga diri baik baik ya ..
Please dont murmur....I might not be able to decipher what you mean..
My tt is a soft spoken woman.You have to cup your ears to hear what she is speaking..Dah tak larat nak tanya again and again I just say hmmm hmmm... even though sometimes I was at a lost..
Mak cakap apa ya ....cikli would always ask.
Because of her soft demeanor,mum was always pushed and shoved....by those close to her.Adoi....tak tahulah kenapa perlu cakap dengan suara yang tinggi pada dia...Kadang kadang rasa nak tampar saja mereka yang berbuat begitu pada dia...dia tak nyanyuk sebenarnya.She remembered well everything that happened to her.And she has tons to tell.
Maybe when I am her age... remembering is a hard task to do too.