Ayaq Nyoq

My dad is generous to me. He'd come home with loads of tropical fruits. I on the other hand is a fruit machine. And my favourite fruit is rambutan. I am an opprtunist, so I always get my dad to peel them for me.

Picture this :
Someone who looks closely like the Buddha minus the skin colour is peeling the hairy fruit aided by a knife. With the big plastic bags containing rambutan on one side, the bowl for peeled rambutan in front of him and the trash bin on the other side. Also in the picture, someone whose identity is anonymous is either munching or having one hand dipped in the bowl.

Anyway the main character of this post is ayaq nyoq, not rambutan.
Dad bought 2 very young coconuts we called it nyoq beringuih. Roughly translated as the coconut with mucus.
Since we live in flat, dad can't go out and shiouuuu!shiouuu!shiouuu! (slices off the head of the coconut) and drain the water into the jug and then whack it into two to get the mucus.
So you get a Buddha like man standing and tackling the coconut. When I say tackling, I do mean it.
He flew the knife so many times and the shards flew in every direction. He's good at handling coconut. Only that doing it in a flat looks really out of place.

Anyway, this is what happened before he handle the coconuts.
Abah : go and get the pot.
Me : Hand abah a small pot

Abah : This is small. Get the plastic one in the cabinet.

 

Me : Here

 

 

Dad then proceed to whack the coconuts and I went to slice the pineapples and make my rojak.

After I'm done, I turned to this on the table.

Notice the ratio of the coconut water to the size of the jug.
Me : So, you only get that much?

Abah, I love you!

 

 

Nenas

Orientation :
In my world, there are 2 variants of pineapple ~ nanas bukit and the ordinary pineapple.
Ordinary pineapple is rather itchy to the mouth
Nenas bukit is juicy, and u can also eat the centre without having the feeling of wanting to scratch your tongue.
Between the two, nenas bukit is rather sporadic


Mom made laksa as per my request. The condiments includes pineapple as well. She use the ordinary one. I saved half of it with intention to make rojak.

Dad came home with 5 handfuls daun cenohom, 7 pieces of bunga kantan aka gingerbulb, sour,crunchy young mangoes and half of nanas bukit.
Told abah that I'll use the plain pineapple for rojak and save nanas bukit for snacking during the long hours of travelling tomorrow.

Abah : buat apa nanaih tu. bukannya sedap pon. tak makan pon takpa.
Me : Sampainya hati abah. Kecik hati mak dengaq.
And he proceeds to peeling his worthily edible nanas bukit because I lack the skill of peeling and de-eying the pineapples.
Being a fruit lover, I took a piece straight into my mouth.
Ngap!
It takes a second before my tastebud caught the bad taste.
The worthily edible nanas bukit turned out to be overripened.
I had to take it out of me mouth.
Glad that I am not partial to the superior nanas bukit.

My dad sure is an unintentional joker. It's such a shame that it'll be another few moons before I'll get to see him again, inshaallah.

Abah, I still love you despite your funny, childish personality in regards to food.

Pisang

My father loves papaya and banana. I suspect it's bacuse he has no more teeth left except one.
He'd bought like about 20 pieces of banana and finish it min within a day.

This particular day he bought quite a lot and the next day he brought all of them (yes, all of them) to his workplace. Then came back home with them (minus 4 or 5 pieces). Mom decided to make cokodok and whipped ALL of the bananas into the batter all member in our nucleus family know to leave 3 or 4 pieces for the big boss.

Dad asked whether mom used up all the bananas. To me. Not to mom.
You'd laughed until apneic if you had been there.
It makes mom looks like Angela in Rugrats and dad like someone who got his feeding bottle stolen from him.

Dear Classmates

1. If you are lazy to come for lecture/practical, don't ask me to sign your attendance. I don't do favour because one person is feeling lazy. Plus, make it so that the lecturer/doctor doesn't ask about why you are not coming to me. I am not your secretary. I can only be your secretary if you really have something important to do. Like you may say, it's your business whether you come or not, so don't make me mind your business.

2. The chair and desk are public to the students. Just because someone come later than you and your bundles of things, doesn't mean he or she can't take those just because you decide to put your things there. Priority should be given to the student. The things can surely have their own space, in the coat room/locker room.

Sincerely,
Ihavealreadyhadenough.