So, with reluctant heart ( and face with hints of make up here and there..), we went to the backyard with grandma. Grandpa was not home during that time, or else he'll be doing all the panjat2. We took out two handmades' ladder and start dragging them to the langsat tree. I took two step up to the ladder and suddenly panicked out, for it became too wobbly for me to handle. It was real chaotic! hahaha..
Chek then volunteered to get on the ladder. She put her foot at the fourth (or fifth??) step and screamed to us that it's the farthest step she can lay her feet on. My grandma kept pushing her to get to the first branch, but she kept telling " Grandma! I'm still not married yet!Aiyo....I dont want to fall off of this tree!!"while telling me, " Daddy is sooooo gonna belanja us makan for this! And he better not complain about us this trip!"..Then she started to jolok the buah, and sang whatever song to keep her from looking down. I sat at the downest step to keep the ladder steady while laughing my head off. Us three were so loud at the area, with the singing, the screaming when "jolok" fruits with just super long stick and letting those langsats dropped heavily onto our heads..
" WE WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO STEAL ANY FRUITS AT NEIGHBOURS! WE're JUST Too LOUD!!," Chek exclaimed.. And we bursted out laughing even more!Finished with langsats, we moved on to the rambutan tree. At least the branches are closer and much lower, that I decided to join my grandma to cut down some of the high branches.. Chek instead became the fruit collector on the ground. And took many pictures of us all..
What an experience!!! I miss my grandma and grandpa sooooo much already!
