To speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.
Date: May 28, 2012
*I've told you that this week is the revulsion week. So bear with me je la ya.*
My despicable biras (I used to write about her in here and here) announcing her 3rd pregnancy on Facebook. I read it but neither commenting on the update nor congratulate her. In other words, I pretended that I'm not active in Facebook. I told my husband about that 'mundane' news and her plan to go back to kampung which apparently at the same date as ours.
Exactly as I anticipated, she kept talking about her pregnancy and weird morning sickness. It started like this.
My husband telling my sister-in-law (SIL) that she looked chubby. The SIL just smiling and confirmed her weight gain. But this despicable biras suddenly interupted and said to my husband, "Eh, kami berisi2 pun ada isi tau. Kami ni tengah alahan ni, alahan tak boleh masak."
We weren't astonished much but we just kept silent. I asked her question to get rid from the awkwardness , "Dua-dua ni due bila..?". In exuberance, she replied, "akak bulan 12, dia (SIL) bulan 10.."..So I said, "Eh eh, sama macam yang dulu.." (Her 2nd child and my SIL's 1st child is in same age)
I assisted my mother-in-law (MIL) cooking breakfast. In the midst of cooking, the despicable biras and the SIL brought their plate with the right hand and pinched their nose with their left hand, coming to the kitchen seeing us cooking. I just ignored it (sebab malas nak layan), but my MIL thought it was hillarious and asked me to look at them. I just said, "Oh kesiannya. Sekejap ya." and continued my cooking.
It didn't stop here. When I read the newspaper at the living hall, in front of me and my husband, the biras intentionally asking the SIL, "sabun siapa yang dalam bilik air tu ha...bau dia...loya la..".. My SIL just shrugged.
And that's actually her introductory humdrum explanation about the pregnancy. She looked at me and explained unsolicitedly, "Akak pregnant kali ni teruk..loya sangat..yang no.1 dengan no.2 tu okay je.."
"Oh ya ke.." Sambil tu I flipped the newspaper just to indicate that I want to read the newspaper and her story about her pregnancy is not my concern and so damn boring.
But dia sambung lagi.."Akak sebenarnya tak bajet pun nak ngandung..tak sangka dapat..Husband cakap kalau dah nak lekat tu nak buat camana..Ingat dah dapat sepasang ni cukup la..Lagipun kan akak dua-dua operate. Doktor cakap, kalau operate lagi, luka akan bertambah pedih sebab potong di tempat yang sama.."
"Operate berapa kali yang boleh?"
"Doktor kata empat.."
"Ooh..boleh la lagi satu.."
She smiled. "Akak ni check pun bila dah 11 hari lewat period.."
SIL yang dari tadi kept silent interrupted, " Saya dah dua bulan tak period baru check..sebab takut..Ingat kali ni nak lelaki tapi husband suka perempuan..Kalau dapat lelaki kali ni, saya dah tak nak lagi dah.."
I said, "Kawan akak yang dah dapat sepasang pun kata dia dah tak nak lagi..Napa ek mak-mak bila dapat sepassang dah tak nak lagi?"
They were haywired for seconds but SIL answered, "Entahlah..boleh bawak bergaduh kot..".
(I think they want to say "I feel complete as a woman if I can give birth son and daughter."--like previous entry but maybe they afraid I will be offended -- or maybe this is just only my assumption)
I continued reading newspaper.
Wait. The story not finish yet.
When I and husband went to bed, my husband reported to me in sotyo voce that the despicable biras asked my husband (without my presence and my knowledge). "Si B&C tu tak ada isi lagi ke?
"Isi? Isi apa?" My husband asked her back.
"Tak..tak..kitaorang tak nak lagi..sebab nanti tiket flight mahal."
I asked my husband how she responded with the answer. Hubby said she just kept silent and no other stupid blabbering. (The flight ticket mahal because we have to take flight to go back to our hometown)
I was furious and pissed off with what happened. I have this determination that if I'm pregnant, she will be the last person to know, and if she asked me why I'm not informing or announcing my pregnancy, I will tell her, "My husband tak bagi bising-bising pasal pregnant, dia kata macam perangai orang low-class!" ..Ahaha..berangan je la..mengandungnya entah bila.
Oh despicable biras, nanti dah beranak pinak dan agak-agak sesak duit nak balik kampung atau nak raya, tak payahlah nak pinjam duit kami lagi ya. Hutang haritu pun tak bayar.