The interesting part about being in a multiracial work place is how I can gradually get to know about people from the other race. But I'm not suppose to let anyone know why F didn't went for his Friday prayer. His excuse was - no teman. Doh.. so anyway, here's what I've discovered during our long Friday lunch. The conversation goes something like this: -
me : so how many siblings you have?
F : I have one sister and one brother.
me : they're older than you right?!
.. blah blah..
F : My brother is 34 years old and not married.
me : Why not?! Isn't that too old to remain single for a Malay?
F : Well.. actually he almost got married. Remember the last election? was it 1998 or 1999?
me : 1999.
F : Yeah.. that time, got election, you know lah.. my brother and my family all Umno, but the girl is Pas!
me : So?
F : So different lah... didn't marry.
and I rolled my eyes, wondering to myself... wah so if I wanna find a man to marry must find somebody of the same political ideology?!
Lunch ended so late, because the akah who prepared my food took soooooooo long. Sigh.