Old woman.

Apart from having a big butt and bunny teeth, she never went to the doctors for any sickness, except of course for lovesickness.

2 of her previous boyfriends were physicians, 1 was a pilot, the rest they say, better kept as a mystery. She’s 34 now and shortsighted and ending up with me.

Great.

Ever since 3 days ago — because if you count every second of it, you might lose your mind thinking how long 3 days is — she had been telling me about her breast. I, of course, was thinking of the future. Getting married, kids, the mortage for the house, getting divorced, remarry, getting divorced again, becoming gay and whatsoever. Point is, i did the thinking. And i’d like to think i did it very well.

And so, i asked, after much thought, “Baby, breast you sakit lagi ke?”

“Uhuh.”

“You go to the doctor la baby. But, nanti kan, doctor tu picit-picit breasts you baby.”

“Takpe, i suka. Kalau doctor tu handsome lagi best.”

I think, she should check for Alzheimer’s as well. Poor old woman.