To dear reader(s) out there, I am currently in Indonesia; more like I’ve been here since last year. *dramatic eye roll*
Time passed by slowly and I am bored. I gained weight, I have pimples all over my face, I look like sh*t and feel like one as well. Though funnily enough, my digestive system has been doing a very good job being on time these days (which is a rare sight, I suffer from diarrhea every day).
So, without further ado, I will now write about what happened on the day I went shopping with my Yangti (grandma).
It was not like any other day. I woke up with a bright smile on my face because I can finally dress up and show it to the world. You see, I have been wearing my pjs with a full face make up while lounging around the room for weeks, so when I heard we’re going to go out, I greeted the day with a wide grin.
Fast forward, Yangti and I were shopping for my cousin’s camping necessities at this one store. After buying what was needed, we wanted to go to Gramedia (book shop) which is situated around 300 meters from the current store. As it is within a walking distance, we decided to walked there. Allya being the observant one, spotted a furniture store. Its huge, but is hidden from the public view. I nonchalantly mentioned it to Yangti. Neither that I know it was a huge mistake; at least from my point of view.
The women in my mother’s family love to decorate. Be it interior, landscape or even food; we do it all. Thus obviously, we entered the store. Yangti was greeted by this salesman and in a blink of an eye; I was left alone at the first floor. I found a few amazing furniture and decorations, but unfortunately, my mother didn’t agree with me. Bummer.
Imagine how amazing it is to have such a majestic dining table.
Both of my spirit animals. Be as fierce as a tiger and laze around like a lion.
Gonna name them after my ex (pffft… like you have any, you single-since-born lady)
Therefore, left was the poor granddaughter window shopping alone, that is, until her grandmother ascended downstairs. Exaggerated, I know. Yangti was smiling, but not that good friendly loving smile. It was a sly one; she looks just like me when I want a new shoe or bag from my dad.
I glared at the poor innocent salesman who was just doing his job.
While squinting my eyes judging my grandma, she giggled. Yes! She was giggling like a school girl!
She told me she bought a wooden swing and two sets of benches and picnic tables. They’re made out of teak wood (kayu jati) for God sake! I don’t have to see the price tags to know they’re worth more than my college fees. Heck, I have not seen any price tag since the moment I enter the shop.
After telling me those impulse buys, she told me they’re under my name since she’s too old to buy one (in Indonesia, if you want to buy expensive furniture, you have to show your ID and license. Usually people above 65 years old are not allowed to buy it, unless they don’t want any warranty).
I was stunned. She asked for my ID and driving license while giggling, making her way to the cashier. At first, I hesitated to give her those two things, but then my mom popped into my mind. She’s an impulse buyer as well. I always shop with my mother to prevent her from buying not-so-worthy-and-not-needed things. Then, I remember… me. I am too an impulse buyer, but the things that I buy are mostly needed and cheap. My grandma on the other hand… shocked the heck out of me xD
Bla bla bla, the rest of the day was history. I am still in daze of what happened that day. Nevertheless, I can now use it as an excuse. I like to collect shoes but both my grandma and mom always complain about it, a lot. I can now use their shopaholic-ness against them. *evil smile*
If you think I’m a shopaholic, then you gotta meet Yangti. She’s way beyond my limit. While an RM 500 shoe is my limit; my grandmother loves to collect furniture made out of teak wood. I guess that’s the difference between an aristocrat and a peasant. I’m the peasant, obviously, a broke college student xD
That is all for today.