Talentime.

I watched the movie after Yasmin left us forever. Here goes my favorite part. Written here it doesn’t give the same impact as watching the movie, I hope you can witness it by your eyes.

Anak Perempuan: Your are not fair, mum! You always favour your son!

Mak: You will be twenty soon and you are still childish.

Anak Perempuan: I am your baby.

Mak: Are you now? Are you a baby? He is your younger brother. You must give in. Now that your father is no longer around, both of you are my precious lights. Each time, one of you leave, my world darkens.

I always hated it when my emak keep yelling my name to do this and that. (Astaghfirullah) She let my brothers stay as there are. Which is watching television while I have to go inside and outside of the house to the kitchen alone. I feel so frustrated. The simplest work such as throwing the rubbish, she would call my name. I feel disgusts with the rubbish actually, that’s why I always ask my younger brother to do it. He get angry with me.

“ mimin, buang sampah”

“Ah, mak suruh saper? Kak ebby kn”

“pegi la mimin”

“ah..mak bukan suruh mimin, mak suruh kak ebby. Kak ebby pegi la”

“awok bukan buat ape pun. Duk tengok tv je. Gi la kejap. Buang sampah je”

“tak nok la. Kak ebby la”

And after that, my emak would scream my full name. she have become very angry because of our disagreement. Cakap jek bising tapi keje xjalan. I went to throw the rubbish. ( When she called my full name, it means she is seriously very very very angry). Before I went to the kitchen I would give my brother a very “kind” slap at this body. Heheheh….

After that, he would looking angry at me and try to repay my “kindness”. :P

Looking at the movie, now I understand how my mother’s feeling. She always favour her sons. I am the only one who is doing all the chores in the house. She doesn’t even teach my brothers to bring their dirty plates to the sink after eating. I feel burden with this boring house works.

In reality, this is the woman’s work. That’s what others expect me to do. Do the works without being asked to. I must know what that I have to do. It shows how good she teaches her daughter.

Maybe because I learn too much, I demand equal rights. I doesn’t believe only woman is responsible at the kitchen. I believe in helping each other is the best in showing love.

Now, I know she loves equally all her children. She has her special way to show her love to each of her child. I always complain to my emak just like Bhavani did, it just that my mother would not reply as the way that I wish she did.

Now I know the answer.

Now, who says single mother can’t bring up her children to be a good person?

I am the way I am.