Church Farewell
A member of my BEC was leaving KL for Kuching after spending 18 years in Peninsular Malaysia. Let's call her ZZ. She organized a CNY gathering at her flat for several friends, and mum and I were invited. It was actually our first time visiting her flat in Taman Medan. Typical of low cost flats, the place looked pretty run down. When we arrived at her floor, the whole lift lobby was a playground for a bunch of kids. From the lift lobby, there were four radiating corridors. We went down one of them and tried looking for the correct unit which was quite difficult due to how to house number was nailed right on top of the grill. Two kids tailed us like puppies and asked us which unit we were looking for. Kids: "Rumah nombor apa?” Moi: "Lima puluh dua." Kids: "Bukan sini, belah sana." (They beckoned us to follow them) Moi: "Oh sini. Thank you!" Kids: "You are welcome." Should have enlisted their help earlier. Practically ushe