6 months and counting

Can you believe it, it has been 6 months since Bude and I got married. That’s exactly half a year!! Time flies so fast….Gila kan?

Can’t help from thinking, if I were not married to Bude, what would have happened to me..hmmm let's imagine...

Option 1

Working as an f1 doctor somewhere in an English kampong in Wales, treating sheep and goats as there aren’t enough ALIVE human beings around. Also single and desperate as the only available males below the age of 35 are white as ghosts, with red freckles and orange hair, and probably weighs 100pounds with ‘foldable stomach layers’ i.e perut berlipat lipat.

(ps: have u ever noticed how red haired men have orange-coloured bulu kaki? SUPER GROSS! errr..tell me again, why do i know these random things....?)

Option 2

Working as houseman in Aloq Setaq. Since Kekwa is there, MO or specialist would not dare to bully me. And whenever I’m on call Mama would send warm home-cooked food dengan air sirap. Best jugak..

But then, there aren’t enough cute single doctors there either. So I’d probably be dating the janitor. Except that unlike The Janitor in Scrubs, mine is probably brown and shiny, with shiny oily curly black hair, and still weighs 100pounds and still has ‘foldable stomach layers’.

E.U.W.W.

Option 3

Working as a houseman in Sabah. Did you know that in some cultures there, hantaran kawin is 10 ekor lembu? (told u i know random things) So if our grandpa is from Sabah, and all our aunts were married, he’ll have 70 cows by 1980s. And if Abah stays there, and all us girls are married, that’s an extra 40 cows. That is a hell lot of meat to cook!

Anyhoo, takdir dah menentukan, I’m stuck with Bude. Might as well love him. This shows how much i love him

By the way, on 1^st May, the moment we turned 6 months, Mama and Abah turned 32 years. Thats 396 months. Or 144540 days exactly. BRAVO BRAVO! clap clap clap!

Let’s hope that by the time Bude and I reach that level, he’d be upgraded from only washing the clothes, to cooking, moping, washing toilets, washing dishes and changing kids’ nappies.

May all my dreams come true

Love,
Kekla