Merepek

When I used the colloquial word ‘kang kang’ in my post yesterday, I was reminded of a gossip session years ago.

I used to fetch the boys home from school and would go much earlier before the bell to secure a parking space near the school gates. There would be the usual faces of a few full-time homemakers and a couple or so of working mothers sitting on the benches underneath the shady trees waiting for their kids. But there is this one guy always in singlet and bermuda-pants who would be there daily waiting for his son and daughter. Occasionally this guy would be at the benches chatting with a few of the ladies but most of the time, he would be having a smoke with the other male school bus drivers. I was curious actually about what he does for a living because he doesn’t seemed dressed for work and he fetched the kids all the time and I don’t remember seeing the kids’ mom before. The 8-pohism got the better of me and I just have ask one of the mothers, HH, whom he usually talked to.

Me : That guy so young ‘pencen’ ledi hor?

HH : Ehhh.., he doesn’t go to work wan. His wife works and he looks after the kids and all things in the house.

Me : Good oso hor? At least when she’s at work, she doesn’t have to worry about leaving the kids with the maid for the whole day.

HH : He said wife works nights, so day time, she’s sleeping at home.

Me : Ah, I see, I see.

HH : **pssst..** They say hor, he makan nasi kangkang wan.

Me : Errrrmm..….Oooooh….


We hear ‘nasi selipar’ all the time. But, but… ‘nasi kangkang’?????