hidden agenda

::I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.::

the thing i noticed about my father: everybody from kangar is most probably his relatives. i gave up long ago trying to figure out the branches forming the family tree, or finding the answer to why i have 2 pak longs from my father's side. and that's just paklong. just two words from my father: "sedara abah" and you're guaranteed a family treatment from us (or at least fr my parents laa, aku nak warm up to strangers ni makan berhari2). no questions asked.

so ada la satu mlm ni ada sedara aku nak dtg. aku rasa bapak aku ada explain how they're related, but somehow it's too complicated for me. mak aku ada ckp dulu dia dtg jual ubat apetah. pelik gak, apsal aku x tau pun kewujudan sedara yg satu ini. even parents aku pun x sure dia dah kawin lain ke, cerai pastu kawin lain ke, etc.

bila jumpa ni semangat la bapak aku nak bukak cite lama kan, tapi makcik ni mcm asyik nak cite pengalaman dia accident. i was like, you're visiting my father, and you're telling us your story? assuming she heard about my father's bypass surgery lah kan. even masa bapak aku semangat cite pasal adik aku keluar magazine, masuk tv sume, dia akan cerita balik pasal pengalamannya itu. hmmm fishy.

thennn the moment came. the moment when she said she drank sth and gradually she felt better. not, not sth. straight to the point she mentioned the name/brand of the drink. somehow aku rasa weird bila org sebut sesuatu yg jarang digunakan dlm perbualan, like "lepas tu saya pun hari2 la minum XXXX nih. asal pagi je minum XXXX. untung jugak ada XXXX". unless it's a hugely popular brand la, mcm milo, maggi, pampers. etc. then and there i knew she was up to sth. and i'm 99% sure knowing my ever so considerate parents would fall for this.

surely enough, esok paginya aku nampak tin minuman tu atas meja. bila tanya2, siap jadik downline sekali.

i'm not sure what pisses me off more: the fact that seorg sedara yg jarang gila nampak muka sanggup jumpa semata2 nak tambah rezeki dia, or the fact that aku pernah cuba utk pujuk mak aku beli benda yg sama tapi dgn mudahnya mak aku menolak dgn alasan benda tu mungkin tipu, tapi dgn makcik ni xde tunjuk bukti apa pun boleh bayar.

tgk je la nnt, lagi 2-3 tahun dia akan call ckp nak jumpa, bawak benda lain pulak.

man i have issues.

ok chiow.