who can be the best bully? almost all my 23yrs. the only person. for once who wont stop disturbing, teasing, bullying me. will be none other than my 10yrs apart of age, my 3rd brother.
Yes. This man. who once forgotten to fetch me from kindergarden. due to his oversleepness.mom reached home and found him still soundly asleep. wat a pig. from the 'alarm' mak gave him. he woke up and went to look for me. and yes. an idiot i was. i followed my fren home. i know my way hm bt her dad so fierce. so yup. slenge as eva. ikut. bodohs betuls.
but thankfully. dear brother managed to find me. haha. reached hm. mak still crying. hehe. hey. im her precious ok. the only daughter. til today. abg still remember his 'mistake'. the only reason he made mak cried. coz before me. mak dotes on him. bt when i came along. she gotta dotes on us both.
as i grew older. i learnt few things from him. at pri 1. i was listening to rock loud music. thanks to abg. wer i began to take his quiksilver bag and use to skul. his walkman. his big watch. his silver rings. his bands. wateva that can fit. i will take. and eventuali forget to put it back. nxt thing. 'kena marah la..' =p
when i was 14. i began to be rude to him. we often fought for the phn. reason. that was wen i had my 1st puppy love. Haha. at the age of 15, i was so rude to him. since he was not home often. was engaged. often stayed over. when he came home. he made alot of comments on me. for once house was peaceful. with just me and my parents. bt that nyte. he had to ruin everything. dad was out for kenduri. lucky for that. but then it gave him the chance to shout at me. coz i shouted at him fers. mak as usual. wont say a thing to us. and my last remark. nearly broke my head. YES. coz he threw a vase. nearly hitting me. bt i manage to close the door so fast. lucky for that. else. kepala aku bocoh la.. i locked my door. cried under the bed. and slept there. dad came home and mak told him we fought. next few days. we didnt talk to each other.
til one wkend. family gathering. i was resting my head on mak's thighs. he came home from work. and on purpose rested his head on the other side of mak's thighs. we stared. bt no choice. dad and 2 elder brothers were there. den i said.. "mak sayang abg. tak sayang ikin..." he kept quiet. til mak said.. " mak sayang semua.. " i forgot wat happen next. bt i knew we both were back as per normal. laughing together.
dec 1998. abg finally got married. that very day. when he salam everyone. coz he wont be staying with us animore. i cried. salam his hand. and continue crying. telling him that my life will be boring without him. he then told me he will visit on wkends. and so each wkend i will wait for him and wife to come home.
now.2006. abg happily married with 3 kids. and he is still the same man i know who loves to joke around. and now. he is still teasing me. only now. he will make his wife join in too. mak still the same. will allow him to make fun of me. yes. abg made fun of me. even wen my frens come over. and infront of my fiance. bt all i can say. i love him. though 10 yrs is far. yet. he's young at heart and it makes me happy. : )
Yes. This man. who once forgotten to fetch me from kindergarden. due to his oversleepness.mom reached home and found him still soundly asleep. wat a pig. from the 'alarm' mak gave him. he woke up and went to look for me. and yes. an idiot i was. i followed my fren home. i know my way hm bt her dad so fierce. so yup. slenge as eva. ikut. bodohs betuls.
but thankfully. dear brother managed to find me. haha. reached hm. mak still crying. hehe. hey. im her precious ok. the only daughter. til today. abg still remember his 'mistake'. the only reason he made mak cried. coz before me. mak dotes on him. bt when i came along. she gotta dotes on us both.
as i grew older. i learnt few things from him. at pri 1. i was listening to rock loud music. thanks to abg. wer i began to take his quiksilver bag and use to skul. his walkman. his big watch. his silver rings. his bands. wateva that can fit. i will take. and eventuali forget to put it back. nxt thing. 'kena marah la..' =p
when i was 14. i began to be rude to him. we often fought for the phn. reason. that was wen i had my 1st puppy love. Haha. at the age of 15, i was so rude to him. since he was not home often. was engaged. often stayed over. when he came home. he made alot of comments on me. for once house was peaceful. with just me and my parents. bt that nyte. he had to ruin everything. dad was out for kenduri. lucky for that. but then it gave him the chance to shout at me. coz i shouted at him fers. mak as usual. wont say a thing to us. and my last remark. nearly broke my head. YES. coz he threw a vase. nearly hitting me. bt i manage to close the door so fast. lucky for that. else. kepala aku bocoh la.. i locked my door. cried under the bed. and slept there. dad came home and mak told him we fought. next few days. we didnt talk to each other.
til one wkend. family gathering. i was resting my head on mak's thighs. he came home from work. and on purpose rested his head on the other side of mak's thighs. we stared. bt no choice. dad and 2 elder brothers were there. den i said.. "mak sayang abg. tak sayang ikin..." he kept quiet. til mak said.. " mak sayang semua.. " i forgot wat happen next. bt i knew we both were back as per normal. laughing together.
dec 1998. abg finally got married. that very day. when he salam everyone. coz he wont be staying with us animore. i cried. salam his hand. and continue crying. telling him that my life will be boring without him. he then told me he will visit on wkends. and so each wkend i will wait for him and wife to come home.
now.2006. abg happily married with 3 kids. and he is still the same man i know who loves to joke around. and now. he is still teasing me. only now. he will make his wife join in too. mak still the same. will allow him to make fun of me. yes. abg made fun of me. even wen my frens come over. and infront of my fiance. bt all i can say. i love him. though 10 yrs is far. yet. he's young at heart and it makes me happy. : )
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