Last weekend, the Belacan family had our first shoping complex jalan-jalan after Suzanne recovered from measles. We were at Mid-Valley Megamall's ground floor when....
Mrs B: De de, you go with the kids to Zara. I want to go into MNG for a while.
Belacans: Don't want lar. We go together into MNG.
Mrs B: No lar, very crowded one.
Belacans: Can lar, how crowded can it be?
Mrs B: Aha! you just want to see the girls, right?
Belacans: eh, no lar. got to look after baby and Suzanne, how to cuci-mata? I just want us to go to Zara together. *sweat sweat*
Mrs B: ok lar *let you escape this time*
Belacans: wahlaueh! so many people!
Mrs B: see? I told you so.
Belacans: Nevermind, I take baby and Suzanne to the back. You go shop lar. I pun mau duduk for a while.
So there I was, at the back of MNG where the sofas were, seated with the rest of the "lonely" guys and Indonesian maids with their young charges. I managed to squeeze the baby pram, Suzanne and myself into a tiny area and waited for Mrs B to finish her shopping.
And now to answer that burning question in everyone's mind, did Belacan cuci-mata at MNG that day?
No. Really. Honest.
I was seated facing a wall shelve with handbags, so no "good views". I had to keep Suzanne entertained while waiting for Mrs B to finish shopping. So mana ada masa to cuci-mata?
Belacan says... "Why? Don't believe me ar?"