It was Saturday afternoon and I was feeling lazy. I looked at the clock, it's only 3.30pm. Sigh, 4 more hours till I get to break my fast. I usually go out on Saturdays. If not with Nash, I'll go out with friends or my sisters. But since it's a fasting month, no one can't seem to step out of the house.
Just the other day, I asked my sisters if they want to go with me to the Bazaar. All 3 of them were lying around in the living room, one was leaning on the couch pillow looking back-boneless with phone on her hands, the second one's head on the other person lap with her eyes half opened, the other one just lying face up with both hands and legs wide open. Not the most prettiest view there!
Who wants to join me to the Bazaar?
No reply.
Is that a no?
No reply.
Fine, I go alone.
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Kakngah, buy me Roti John!
I want Chicken Satay!
Ayam Percik please, thank you Kak!
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Oh now, you can speak! Ish. Sure you don't wanna come?
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Its ... a ... hundred ... degree ... out .... side ...
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There, they go back to hibernation mode
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There, they go back to hibernation mode
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Sigh. Such drama queens.
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