day-ly.

it's 10.23pm. i'm still struggling with the 4 enormous gate, put up in square to close the kiosk.i turned to left and right, most of the kiosk owner has already settled home. luckily, takasima member were still there. kak F and J, the chinese guy came and approached me.

"alahai kesiannye adik aku ni," 

kak F said, looking at me struggling with the lock and key. lol. i claimed to her it was tiring. this was due to i still got customer at 10.10pm. and still, i have 'bank-in-money' to do, upstairs- that has made me late in closing the kiosk.

J, the chinese guy then said to me,

"you baru 1st time ke buat ni? takpe, kitaorang tunggu you.." with his mix manglish accent, he spoke to me. it was his first time talking to me, i guessed.

i smiled broadly saying "takpe2.. balik je". and the next thing i knew they were quarelling of who's gonna be the one closing Takasima shop for that day. lol. there were fighting like cats and dogs, and that wasn't the first time i saw it. --"

at last, kak F did it. J is the manager, so i'm pretty sure kak F is the one who suppose to do that job. then i heard kak F asked J ,

"you buat ape lg kat sini? baliklaa.." with a high pitch voice. l-ike how he usually talks to him,,

"haiyaaa... tunggu diala,". lol.i'm  touched again over simple thingys. i'm not sure what kak F replied but the last thing i knew they both left..the moment i finished locking,  mom and dad arrived from upstairs, pushing the trolley filled quarter half with groceries. i smiled, grabbed my bag and return home.