DAY
I never realize that most of my family (my dad side) living in Indonesia. Couple of days ago part of my family which I never seen before came to visit us. Also do not know what to call. I just call them “tante (aunty) and uda (uncle)”. Interesting part of begin the holiday
We accompany them to KLCC and bought souvenir for them “Petronas shirt during GP F1 2009 (so expensive yet so worth it)”
N
NITE
Dinner (Puti Bongsu) together before end of visiting. Nasi Padang (Indonesia food) the most likelihood for them. This is my third time (maybe). Lots of variety, tasty, and delicious. We ate together, chit chat, interview session between them, and etc.
I’m not good with any dialect neither Malaysia or any part of country. This uda on call with my grandmother (nek anjang). The conversation is in “minang” WHOAH! I can’t even understand accept “Yo” stand for “ya” in malay word.
After finish dinner, the waiter busy clean up our table. Surprise, only one person can clean up our table with … dishes just at one time. This is what their style that their use it in decade ago.
Don’t you ever invite me to visit, because I never can’t make you promise to give you the exactly date and time. But I’ll do my best to get over there. Must be more fun and much more interest when we visit our family with different culture.
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“Sehingga ketemu lagi sama uda
dan keluarganya” *_*