My weekend was one roller-coaster ride. Blame it all on Ibu and Abah! I must warn you though it's a longggg story.
I was brought to Tok's and Nenek's house on Friday night sometime after Maghrib. I thought, it was the usual weekend visit to Tampines and was all excited to go! Well, they really pamper in Tampines, you see. Bt then! I thought wrong!
I noticed that Ibu and Abah packed my things, bt I assumed that that's just because we are staying over for the weekend. It was after all supposedly a long weekend because of Hari Raya for the Indians.
The trouble started at around 9pm when Ibu and Abah left Tok's house without me! I cried, bt I didn't pursue it as... well... my aunties was giving me the attention and Mak Andak was doing that belai-belai tingy on my back and oh boy!... I was dozing off before I could finish being sad. Anyway, they'll be back. I knew they would, because they always do. They like to drop me off in Tampines then disappear for a few hours. I'm cool with that. As long as I get my milk and my pampering, I don't really care.
Bt I started feeling suspicious when I woke up on a Saturday morning with Mak Ngah beside me. Yes, she has slept with me before, bt Ibu usually will be the first to say Good Morning to me. Mak Ngah fed me my breakfast and even bathed me! Wait a min... where's Ibu...??? It was only in the afternoon that it finally occurred to me that my parents are not back yet! I threw tantrums of coz... ok, just a bit as I didn't think that wasting all my energy screaming will get them to understand my feelings (why are they all taking sooo long to understand what they call baby talk?! it's simple common sense, really!) and after all, like my parents can live without me. I highly doubt so, so I am guessing they are playing this hide-and-seek game without me knowing that I am in the game. Ooohhh! So fun!
Bt they kept hiding even till after maghrib and I thought that the game is fun no more!!! That was when it hit me. The inevitable truth: IBU AND ABAH HAS ABANDONED ME FOR GOOD!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Bt what did I do wrong? I've always been a good boy! You've always said that I've always been a good boy and now you left me? ME?!! Your only son! The cutest lil one ever alive! And smart too! How could you do this to me? I can't believe that this is happening to me! I'm only 2mths old, and no matter how smart I am, how am I suppose to fend myself in this big world? Haiizzz...
"Yesterday... All my trouble seems so far away..."
I started screaming and crying and kept asking Mak Ngah what happened and where are they and why me and what did I do to deserve all this and yet all she went was "ala-ala, shhhh, sayang dier.... sumer syg dier k.... i know i know... sorry k... ryan nak apa..." Is she even listening to me? I increased my tantrums level and did everything I could to show my disappointment, my anger and my sadness - and so Mak Ngah kept taking turns to carry and console me and put me to sleep. After hours of throwing tantrums, I decided to slowly accept my fate (ok actually, I got really exhausted and screaming all night long isn't as fun if I do not get what I want at last). I began to slowly doze off. Bt the stubbornness in me kept telling me "Ryan, wake up and do not admit defeat" So sometimes, I ended up jerking in my sleepiness and crying again before I slowly doze off again. The cycle went on and on till about 11pm.
I was feeling insecure and vulnerable that I got scared of the dark. I got scared everytime they put me on the bed, coz there is no saying when they will run away from me. And so I sob quietly in my sleep and guess what, my plan worked! Mak Ngah decided not to put me down and cuddle me through the night! I ended up sleeping on her for around 3 + 1 hours.
The next day, I already knew that there wasn't any Ibu or Abah. There was no use for tears. Bt nenek came to see me early in the morning, right after Mak Ngah fed me breakfast and Mak Ngah quickly asked her to bathe me so that she could sleep. Poor Mak Ngah... She must be tired and aching. I decided that in accepting my fate, I also have to accept whoever that will take care of me now. Nenek pun nenek lah, at least she pro kan when it comes to taking care of babies?
I started to panic when I keep hearing the adults talking about adoption centre. Am I going to be sent there? Though I don't really know what that means, bt its giving me bad baby vibes! And then somewhere around lunchtime, Chi'ya came. Oh-oh. Mak Ngah said that Chi'ya is my adopted mother now! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I don't wanna sound mean, bt look at her hair!!! I did all my best to cry everytime she gets near me, hoping that she will changed her mind. Mak Ngah, pleaseee don't let me go!!! You know I love you! Bt then Tok Tan came home.
Phew! I know that big guy will save me for sure as Tok kan sayang saya... If only Tok was around earlier, he would have make sure that the 2 of them would not abandoned me! Tok quickly carried me into his room when he heard my cries. I keep quiet instantly of course and gave him my cute baby look - the one that melts his heart. He started telling me stories (which were beginning to bore me. Opps! Don't tell him I said that!) and then started to ask me questions after questions when all I was doing was not to answer him bt complain about the ill treatment I receive from my so-called parents. Obviously, this man isn't listening to me too. Bah! Who does anyway? Bt I started to get excited when Tok asked me if I wanted to learn music, sports or Silat from him. I will spite and Abah and not choose sport (plus, like Tok kan teach me Sports!) Bt this thing called Silat.... hmm... interesting... I can now fight Abah and fly like his favourite superheroes! That's sooo cool! Tell me more Tok Tan! Bt then he changed topic and I am so frustrated, I kick up a fuss again and then Tok Tan told Mak Ngah to ask my parents to take the last ferry tonight - whatever that means.
That night, Mak Ngah doze off to sleep, while I was sleeping and she never woke up. Not like she did not wake up forever bt she did not wake up to carry me to bed. Nenek did. And guess what, Nenek slept with me! I think the old lady loves me. So I decided to show her my best behaviour and the three of us slept well through the night. Except when I got hungry at 12.30 and 4.30am. Bt that's excusable. A hungry man is an angry man. I woke up at 7.30 for my breakfast and then Nenek bathed me again.
There was all this talk about when my parents will be coming home and bla, bla,bla like I care. Mak Ngah and I had a great plan - I was to show my baddest behaviour to them when they arrive. Tok kept announcing that I'd definitely merajuk. Nenek however, said I should be at my best so that my parents have no qualms about leaving me in Tampines again.
The time came. The moment Pak Busu screamed, "the car is here!" Mak Ngah quickly run to the toilet upstairs and lock it - with me in her hands. I, of course, just kept quiet to show that I approve of her actions, and continued sucking my hands - something Abah clearly disapprove of. Take that Abah! We waited and waited when finally Ibu said "Ikin must be in the toilet!" and tried to open the door! She kept knocking and said "Ikin! I know you are in there! Open the door!" Mak Ngah kept quiet and whispered to me to keep quiet too. Like I will make a noise when I'm busy enjoying my hands. After a few knocks and begging from Ibu who was saying "Give me back my son!" repeatedly, Mak Ngah said "No!" And then Ibu pleaded bt Mak Ngah refused to back down. Ibu tried calling me "Ryan! Ryan! It's me Ibu. Ibu misses you." Hah! Blueeeekkkkk ! Take that Ibu! Ibu pleaded and begged and Mak Ngah kept saying no and scolded her for abandoning me and I was just... erm... still busy sucking my hands and couldn't care for whatever that was happening in the... what?! Toilet???
After a while, Mak Ngah decided to open the door for fear that Ibu will break open the newly renovated and expensive door. (I think she really was just tired of playing hide-and-seek, like me) And so, I started to prepare myself for THE LOOK. Yes, that look which basically is I'm-nt-going-to-look-at-you-coz-u-r-inexistent-to-me look. When Ibu saw me and gave me the oh-i-miss-you-so-much look, I simply turned away. I did the same to Abah. Do they really think that I will come running and crying to them after what they did to me? Bah! I shall maintain this look for awhile.
Ok, ok, I maintain the marajuk-ing only for awhile, at least for as long as I was in Tampines, and that was for like 15mins? I really don't wanna push my luck and see what happens if I merajuk even in Bukit Batok. What if my Ibu and Abah decides to punish me by not feeding me or worse, changing my diapers!!!
Anyway, I feel satisfied now that both of them have agreed that they missed me so much that they could not enjoy their so-called-much-needed(bluekkk!) trip. They said they promise never to do this again!
Of course, who could live without me? The smartest, cutest lil tot ever!
