How He Rolls

I can't believe he did that effortlessly. Nope, I'm not talking about the pakcik who skillfully siang-ed the fishes as if the knife he used was waltzing with the dead fish (?) but rather I'm talking abt my dad who selamba je left Ali and I unsupervised at a pasar! And this pasar wasn't the Pasar Siti Khadijah type as it had walls tainted with weird vandalisms for instance ; "Melayu tuut tuut". Its censored mostly because i couldn't recall what was there but hey, it was arguably offensive and triggering. And immediately, i had a bad premonition abt the whole place. A lubuk for drunkards and well obviously haters. heh. If Ali wasn't there, of course I'd end up crying and would've made my way back to the car in tears (which had no idea where!) Yea, I just happened to have the worst sense of direction in the fam. I turned to look at my brother's face, expecting the same look of horror I had, only to find one with squinted eyes and an exa...