Datin Munah: Mukaddimah

ugh. i wasn't suppose to work today. but i buat locum (part time) dekat Emergency Department. in the Yellow Zone. i pakai heels today. nampak tinggi sikit. sebab i start my shift at seven. and i'll finish at three in the noon. then i buleh tukar to my sandal saja.

i got message from Ma.

"Datin Munah datang today. bawak nasik arab. kalau boleh, balik awal. makan sekali"

ugh that Datin. kalau Datok mati still bawak title 'Datin' meh? bimbo me.

i tak reply. ampun, i'm so busy Ma. i bukan keje ofis ya. dudok dalam ekon, kangkang depan bos. Dr Azam the stupid doctor keep asking me doing unnecessary things. semua pompuan yang saket perot, hantar x-ray, ultrasound. end up normal. perot penuh tahi. amek blood. anta sample. anta patient pergi ward. he's clumsy. killed a few patients sebab lembab nak mampos. set IV line pegang-pegang tangan i. mamak tak sedar diri.

i miss Dr Matt. And Dr Nua. dirty threesome in my mind when they're around. Dr Matt is more like a best friend. but Dr Nua is... la la la. on-call room jadi saksi. matilaa~

i had some yoghurt. Sister Saodah dekat triage. front counter. so dia tak kacau i today. kalau tak, lagi macam harom. i ingat i gadoh dengan that stupid bitch dulu. she lost the sample, and tuduh i. end up dia yang misplace sample dalam office dia. tak pasal kene stupid ngan i. nyanyok tak pasal. brani dia kan?

kalau masa muda, sister ni i bayangkan muka dia sebijik macam Najwa Latip. hidung jambu air. R&R tapah mari. sial kan mulut i?

then i dapat message from Marissa "HOI POMPUAN! DATIN GILA DATANG RUMAH. i wish Ma and Pa tak kena stroke!"

i replied "HOIH MULUT. yeah i know. Ma message me earlier. apa dia nak? siap bawak nasik arab"

"you lah!" Marissa jawab pendek.

"did she bring along her son yang asshole tu?" i replied.

"mana i tau. go la balik"

"MARISSA! WE GOT A MOVIE TO CATCH TONIGHT! I DONT WANNA GO HOME AND JUMPA THAT ASS!" sekali caps lock phone i orgasm.

"oh. lupa. i booked oredy. don't be late. otherwise i'll send you pic yang topless tu. to that ass. biar dia masturbate tengok"

i send her a picture message. a picture of my middle finger.


...


i finish my chores. handling the remaining cases to the noon shift nurse. ugh. male nurse kat emergency tak taste. dekat operation room lagi taste. looking hot in scrub suit.

"Kisa, nasik lemak ko tak makan?" SN Cassandra tanya.
"takmo. see my muffin tops?" i selak baju tunjuk perut.

SN Cassandra senyum. orang Philippinos. pandai cakap melayu. cantik. tapi pendek. slalu i suruh dia kenalkan hot2 Pinoy kat i. kikikiki


i left my car dekat hospital. i took the train to the City Centre. Marissa abes classes at 3. movie at 5.30. sempat. more convenient amek train. kalau i pakai my car, traffic memang memantat tengah2 hari ni. i tak faham why.

i took the train. ugh. banyak mamat indon. bau gudang garam! bluwekk. teringat i jerit kat dalam tren. mase naek ngan my goodfriend, "ada bau mayat tak?". kenapa? that guy in front of me try to tunjuk his biceps sesambil pegang tiang tren, while tshirt bawah ketiak basah, and yes. he's in need of pewangi jenazah immediately.


panas today. but no more haze. i met Marissa. "hey pompuan! tutup pusat bekerak!" i sikit yelled. pakai baju amoi sungei wang plaza singkat singkat.

"ahh shadap! i pakai cardigan nanti sejuk dalam cinema." she tak wear makeup. but she looks decent. she's ugly kalau over makeup. slalu kene carot ngan i.

Marissa hands on her phone. "see your ex. pegi melancong lagi. sakan kat instagram"

"Marissa? why are you doing this to me?" i buat muka serius. tangan naek macam nak tampar.

Marissa ngade elak-elak. people around us tengok. tengok la. bukan kene bayar. kikikiki


she just angkat bahu. showing 'well he's happy without you bitch'.


i malas nak fikir. i'm living my fab life now. we had lunch together and movie.

then balek. almost nine pm.

"erk... keta pompuan gila tu still ada kat rumah! tido sini ke what?" i yelled. tutup muka with bantal merah yg Marissa beli kat ikea. bau kepam. i bet there's a DNA stain on that cushion.

"jom carik hotel!" Marissa selamba badak.

"tak boleh. Ma risau nanti. i bole cakap i on-call. you tak boleh! nanti bising!"

we went in. sneaking macam perompak. jengket-jengket.

i saw Ma, Pa, Datin Munah and her son, Bakri. we both smile. salam. and leave masuk bilk. i saw Bakri pandang macam Abang Dollah si pak guard punya pandang. maybe he already raped me and Marissa in his dirty little mind.

"eh tak balik lagi Datin?" i tanya. i nak sambung 'datin tido sini? takde rumah ke? harta datok dah kene telan bumi ke?' tapi Ma dah jeling. rolling eyes. i paham. kalau nak kene tampar, cakap.



... sape Datin tua kutuk ittew? sapa Bakri? ape yang jadik kat on-call room ngan Dr Nua?

to be continued...