Gelak Sampai Hingus Terkeluar

It was already dark, my tummy was growling and so was hers’. We didn’t want to have a big dinner. Something small would suffice, alas perut orang melayu kata. So we settled for Uncle Lim’s at Subang Parade.

While sharing a bowl of pepper-rich (courtesy of yours truly) kueh teow soup, she decided to talk about fashion (I like it with added pepper!, the kueh teow soup of course). I barely understand what she’s talking about, alas, I paid attention knowing that’s her favorite pass time or obsession.

We came about a topic of hijab and I asked, “how come I never see you wear tudung bawal? ” “I do! Maybe you don’t notice it. Wait, do you even know the difference?”, she asked, intrinsically trying to explore me .

“You’re right. I have no idea which is which. All I know is, you’re wearing a tudung“.

“See, I told you so”.

“But I would notice if you’re wearing tudung saji“. We burst into laughters.

“Besides tudung saji, bawal, lilit what else do you know?” she asked while wiping her runny nose (it must have been the extra pepper I loaded).

Hmmmmmm.. this is gonna take sometime. As I quickly flash through my limited knowledge of hijabs and tudung, she had her turn of the kueh teow soup.

“I know one more!” with a light-bulb face, I turned to her.

“What is it?” as she slipped another spoonful down her throat.

“Tudung botol!”

Muahahahaha! She burst into laughter and accidentally blew her nose! Luckily there’s was no blob to be found, on the table or in the soup. So no awkward moments intertwined between us.

The moral of the story, just pretend to understand even though you are utterly clueless and hope that she’ll jump topic as soon as possible. Preferably, talk about golf or dota 🙂