Don't Hate

The days keep stretching, and I keep on sitting, doing nothing. Nothing.

Sekadar gambar hiasan, tiada kena mengena dengan cerita yang bakal menyusul.
Dinner by GlassDrum at Deviantart.

I remembered one evening with a family of my father's friend. We were at a restaurant named Restoran **** Selatan Thai, that he was about treating. (**** means I can't remember that particular word) For our dinner, we were having Ikan Siakap Masak 3 Rasa, Tom Yam, Fried Kangkung, Fried Eggs and else. And for the drinks, we ordered...

Cut it out. I'm not typing to tell about foods :D

I kind of remembered one moment, when the husband (my father's friend) told his wife,

Pagi tadi rasa cam demam je. Tapi lepas lari 8 round terus okey je, takde pape pulak

He was a soldier, so running around was common to him that they, soldiers usually have PT (Physical Training, I suppose) in the mornings. Hearing to his words, his wife glared at him, her face hard saying,

Da makan ubat ke?

He said,

Tak pun.

Again, she said,

Hish, dia sopmo payah nak makan ubat. Kalau demam ke ape-ape ke bukan nak makan ubat.

Happy Medicine by 0verdose Of Dreams at DeviantArt

Remembering this, it kind of amused me, (as far as I could understand) that the husband was trying to tell her that he didn't even need medicine to get better. His antibody alone was just enough, kind of. (Well...) Instead, that was how the response that he got. Eheh.

Anyhow, a few moments before going to the restaurant, I did hear him mumbling something about not feeling well, yet again. I guess his run didn't help much.

Medicine by BloodRedat DeviantArt

Lesson learnt : Please, don't hate medicine. Pity them. And yourself too.