I was having gastritis. Lied down on the sofa close to being motionless.
I saw Asna.
Me: Asna, I don’t feel well.
Asna: Aww, poor thing.
Standing up, she turned her back on me so that her butt would face my face and said:
“Maybe a fart will make you feel better.”
I pushed her in time -_-
Everything is wrong with everyone
Reza went down late this one day and greeted Asna.
Reza: Good morning, Asna!
Asna: It’s already noon. What’s wrong with you?
Asna was sitting on the bed full of exercise books.
Me: Asna, what are you doing?
Asna: Studying. I’m doing this gempak gempur.
Me: You mean gerak gempur?
She laughed and corrected herself.
This morning, before she left for school, I asked her why the schoolbag she was carrying looked so heavy.
Asna: Of course! I’m bringing all of my gempak gempur books!
Nope. Doesn’t learn.
Asna’s ideal holiday destination
Mama was thinking of going somewhere in the upcoming long weekend. She was asking Asna where she’d like to go.
Mama: Cuti nanti Asna nak pergi mana? Do you want to go to Perth?
Thinking that’s too near, I suggested several places.
Me: Do you want to go to London? To Paris? To Amsterdam?
With a straight face:
“I want to go to Sabah.”