Sunday hujan lebat giler

Apa aku nak cerita hari ni…. Weekend aku idak le sebusy mana… Biasa je… In fact aku migraine and therefore while Babah keluar, aku duduk rumah sorang2 melayan migraine. Pastu hujan lebat giler, pastu aku tutup tingkap. And lepas tu bila main switch trip, aku menjerit2 suruh Babah balik… he he….

Bila Babah balik, he noticed air longkang keliling rumah tinggi semacam… siap melimpah keluar. Berbekalkan payung and kayu floor scrubber dia godek longkang belakang sebab we suspect tersumbat dengan daun-daun pokok-pokok belakang rumah.

I pitied my husband who refused to let go of his brolly although his body was already soaking wet. So I went to join him and offered to hold the huge golf brolly. While I was there, I remembered my rainy childhood. Us kids loved the rain. The first drops of water from above would hold us in anticipation and when we feel the rain is lebat enough, we would go begging to our mother, trying to get her permission to play in the rain. I would say that 40% of our pleadings got her blessings and what a fine time we would have, screaming and yelling in delight, playing games that I have now forgotten about.

We would stop only when our mother called us in (or most likely if she stood in the rain too brandishing a rotan). By the door, dry towels would be waiting for us and mummy would take the shivers away with hot tea... And sometimes goreng pisang... Oh man, I remember once hot bubur gandum was waiting for us. I do love you, Mum !! He he...

The rain I felt last Sunday brought back the shivers of excitement again and I really wanted my children to experience it too.

“Babah… you bagi tak anak you main hujan ?” Asked I tentatively. Raised by two different mothers, all your childhood delights could well be a big stinky no-no in your other half’s eyes, so always approach with caution.

“Panggil lah dia orang…” Said he and I were oh so happy for my children.

“Adik !! Abang !! Datang sini !!”

Two eager faces materialized and my beckoning to play in the rain was met with hesitant interests, but when I persisted, they jumped from the doorway into the rain and straight under the brolly with me.

Apa da….

Adik had a hat on her head already so she was more adventurous. She was the first to take tentative steps into the downpour and smiled with pleasure when the rain dropped on her face like small kisses. Abang being the future health and safety expert was more cautious but soon the delicious call of the rain and its’ possibilities melted his prudence. He was jumping with delirious happiness, devising games with his sister. He even tried to catch a frog that was swimming in our drain.

Lovely….

We went in tired but happy, with laughter still in our bellies. Mandi, sembahyang and we feasted on oven-fresh baguettes with mushroom soup and hot chicken wings.
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Pastu tidur….. Tapi Babah pegi keje. Sian...