Haha. I love writing about my mum. Here’s another story…
Mum : New watch, long?
Me : A ah.
Mum : So much money you got?
Me : It’s cheap. After less, it cost me only RM60 something.
Mum : Hmmm (hint*)
Me : No, I am not gonna buy watch anymore. You don’t ever wear it anyway.
Mum : How am I going to wear it, it’s gone. You know it well.
Me : No, if you wore it that day, it won’t get stolen.
Mum : Hmmm….
(My mum’s watch (her last year birthday present, from me) was stolen when our home was invaded by some pencuri while mum’s not home and she didn’t wear that watch while she’s out.)
Mum : Long, pegi lah masak.
Me : Ma…I got home to eat your delicious cooking but you want me to cook instead? 😦
Mum : Huh. Budak ni.
Me : Hehe…
My mum pun terpaksalah masak…
Her birthday is next month. What should I get her eh? I saw her still using the same old handbag that I gave her three years ago. Maybe it’s her favourite. I gave three handbags since 2005 (since I got real job).
p.s : The conversation is after translated of course, I speak kelate with my mum at home. heh. 😛