lalut

There's tons that could be written.But self censoring stopped me in my track.
Ehhh...apa kata depa
Issshh..isshh mama ni....mungkin itu kata anak anak.
So I stop short.Tak payah dok melalut.
Lets  what had been done been done...

Its 5 days since I wrote my last post.What happened mum?
Nothing much.Except we have been under the weather these few days.Tok with her usual gatal and sakit sana sini.Abah who took to himself to clear the bushes behind the house is complaining about back pain and aches in his cenonot...whats that..Hmm sapa suruh degil tak dengar kata bini.
Upah la orang tebas tu...I said to him earlier.Cikli being cikli mana mau dengar.So the whole morning he armed himself with the parang and went zaaaas .Kedekkek...kedekuk.Siap.
And when he entered the house I saw him walking dazedly..Limply.
Sakit cenonotlah...he said minta simpati
whatever ...I said.

The other day,I cooked my hentam sajalah bihun sup.The gravy being seketul daging korban,potatoes .Sumpah tak bohong.Itu saja yang ada.Nak letak udang,tt alergik.Nak berhati berlimpa my blood dah go upstairs..
Tapi kan..my experiment with sup menjadi lah juga.Sampai hari ni the soup is in delectable condition.Sos cabai dan minyak bawang putih tu yang buat rasanya uuumph...kata tt.And another secret is to grind sampai halus sekeping dua daging tu...
Actually cooking is never right or wrong.Tak perlulah dabik dada ...I tak buat macam tu... I tak bubuh itu.I tak siang macam tu...
Kau ciaaaaaauw ciaaaaauw....campur itu ini...siap! Tapi kena masak dengan kasih sayang la.Bukan dok tengah meradang.
Sekian.
Salam Jumaat.