Kendarat Hell.

My sis's phone rings. It was 2nd. He called and persuade us for becoming the Kendarats. We are totally shocked. WTF! The Glamourous us, jadi Kendarats? Please la eh. After my mum had console us, both of us agreed to help regarding the Kendarats thingy. Soon, we reached almost 2pm. Sat besides Don Muttalib, while Mamasita Lina and Moppy Girl queue up for the food. I heard my cousins was muttering about the Kendarats thingy. 2nd approached me and ask me regarding the Kendarats. "You willing to become one of my kendarats?", he said. "Later. I eat first.", i answered. So, that should be a YES. Unfortunately, got some Old Bitch who had eavesdropping to our convo came approached us. And her tone was so damn rude. Her expression was totally sucks.

Old Bitch: "Korang tak nak jadi kendarat?"
Sis: "Insyallah ah."

Old Bitch turned away and approached my Nenek.
Old Bitch: "Cucu kau tak nk jadi kendarat ke?"
Nenek: "Entah."
Old Bitch: "Aku ni yang takde kene-mengena sanggup jadi kendarat. Cucu kau yang rapat ngan dorang tak nak jadi kendarat."

Did i ever say that i dont wanna be the kendarats? Did i? We was eating and you approached us. Nak makan pon tak senang! I feel like swaying those pinggang-mangkuk with Nasi Briyani, Acha timun and nanas plus the Black Pepper Dagings on her face. Mulot memang kene alas dengar alas kaki ah ke cadar ke.

Eh, kite nk jadi kendarat ke tak ke tak susah kan sape-sape. Kite memang PEMALAS. Kau ngan anak kau kan super-super RAJIN. Workholic seh. Anak kau sempat tengok jantan dan kau plak sempat mengumpat. Bagos ah, anak branak buat kerje. Tercontoh plak tu. Tak gune la anak kau Make-Up tebal-tebal, tetap takde jantan yg terpikat. Kau pon, tak gune pakai tudong First Lady ke, 2nd Chance ke Bimla ke. Kalau mulot laser, seharusnye aku syorkan bukak tudong ok.

Balik kampong tu pegi sucikan mulot ok.