ChingChongChingChong

To communicate with those who don’t understand a word of Malay and hardly speaks English was not easy. But we survived.
This is a story about 5 of us.

Who were not sure wut to do after spending almost 1 hr teman Mek, till we decided to 'Let's get physical, girls!!' - Eh bukan yg Mek knock-knock Kar ok.

And so we went for a body massage. From the entrance, tell me how the H can we know that all the tukang urut were from China that they didnt speak English nor Malay!! The only person we can rely was the cashier/boss. Tu pun nak dok kat depan je, kira cash.

1) We knew that it was impossible to communicate, so might as well we just keep quiet and enjoy the massage. But one of us keep on trying to have that so-called bonding session, and this was what happened.

Tukang Urut Kar : How orlld are you?
Kar : 25 and how old are you?
Tukang Urut Kar : I am fine.

And knowing Kar, she never give up..

Kar : Hhoow longg hafff yyou been in Malaysia?
Tukang Urut Kar : Little (sambil dgn action jari like 'sikit').

Okay.

2) While we were enjoying our ginger tea, n some had dark tea (hahah) and IKO cookies after the session, suddenly Mek’s tukang urut appeared..

Tukang Urut Mek : I.. number 19. Thank you.

N she went away.

We were speechless but managed to smile and said ‘Thank youu’ too and were so confused and wondering...what she really wanna say. So what’s with number 19?

3) Me : Are we done???
Tukang urut saya : Good..Good..
(Trying hard not to laugh, I talked to Eeza yg her session tak habes lagi, next to me..)
Me : Eeza, aku rasa..ni dah kira miscommunication ni weh..Awat good2 ni..
Eeza : hahah aku pun rasa
Tukang urut saya : Good..good..

Me : OMG

4) Tukang urut Aza : Iii liiikkee youuhh.
Aza : I like you too.

5) Since Eeza had the most expensive package, her tukang urut was ok. Well yeah, she got the head of tukang urut.

Since too much 'bonding', Kar's tukang urut did something beyond our imagination. While we were packing to go back and to pay at the counter, Kar's tukang urut kesayangan mendukung Kar from behind sambil ckp2 dgn confident looking at us that we didnt understand a word 'Chingchongchingchongchingchongnihauma'. Tukang urut yang lain (about 6 of them) pun menyahut 'Chingchingchingchongchingchongwapushitau'.

All we can say was 'Hehehe'. Kar muka dah nervous tak boleh blah diangkat for the first time. Kar, I know, u were hoping that if only she's a guy. HAHA

Kepulangan kami disambut meriah oleh semua tukang urut yg still havent stop their permbebelan 'Chingchongchingching. Byee!! chingchongchingching. Thank Youu!!Chinghcongchingchong' . Like we understand..

Which made us wonder.. diorg ni..ckp ape..'Kami suka laa kamu semua.. Sila datang lagi. Kamu semua sangat ceria.'

OR

'Sila jangan datang lagi. Apa kami cakap pun kamu semua tak faham. Kamu menyusahkan sesi kami'

Only God knows..
That weekend really made me forgot those sick terms in Facebook. That night before I was so proud that I created 'Tooty Brush' for toothbrush. Gila sickening!!! HiHi -Ok. This one, only me n few understand. Tak important.

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