"Oh my god. You're turning 22 this year, Hanis,"
"... Did you just realised it because its your birthday today?'
"Yes! I'm going to be a grandmother soon,"
I know. The guys are sooooo lining up outside Mama so they can ask for your daughter's hand in marriage. *roll eyes* Hugh Jackman better be in the line.
As a light note, I realise that my parents have such wonderful conversations about cars.
Mama: Ooooh, look at that Mercedes. What a pretty silver-grey colour. Can we paint my car that colour?
Mama: How much will it cost?
Dad: I'm not sure. But your Honda City won't turn into a Mercedes even if you paint it the same colour.
Mama: Oh please.
Mama: I like how the speakers in your car sound like. Can you make the ones in mine sound as this good?
Dad: Yeah, I have to get it change.
Mama: Can you do that?
A week later:
Dad: I changed the speakers in your car.
Mama: The same type as yours?
Dad: Not just the same type but the very ones!
Mama: You mean you put your speakers into my car?
Mama: What about your car?
Dad: I bought new ones for mine and put the old ones in yours. Just how you wanted.
This happened yesterday after Mama complained how the speakers in her car aren't loud enough. I have no idea how she came up with that because she haven't been driving for more than a month and the car has mostly been with me.
Dad: I changed the radio in your car.
Mama: What about the speakers?
Dad: Well, if I want to change those, I have to change something else and it will be about 300 ringgit.
Mama: So you changed them?
Mama: You can change your tyres for 2000 ringgit without blinking an eye but you can't change my speakers for 300?
Hanis: Why do you want to change them Mama?
Mama: Its not loud enough.
Hanis: How loud do you want it?
Dad: Your mother want to drive past the college area with the radio on turn up so loud and make all the students look out to see who is it.
Mama: You're talking about your own wife.
I know. I love them.