Several weekends ago I went back to visit the family in kampung. It was already near maghrib time when mother and me decided to smell the roses just outside the living room downstairs. I asked mother about roses-sniffing-men.
Mother said,
Apo salah eii.... asalkan bungo tu haghum
Kalau bungo busuk, sapo pun tak hingin nak cium...
I ventured,
Tapi omak ponah nampak oghang lolaki cium rose?
Mother replied,
Ontah lah...itu tak ponah topikir dek sei nak poghati...
Mother is so complicated (read: infuriating) sometimes.