So when he got his driving license, his father Don Tejuddin gave him his father’s third wife's car. its got the mafia look, sporty and stylish all blended together just nice to suit Aseet's taste.
the car was perfect for him. but he only had one thing that he didn't like; the bronze rims. so he went to the nearby local shop Azizan Sdn Bhd to get himself brand new kick-ass rims. He talked to the owner of the shop, Mr Azizan himself.
"yo, aku mencari rim yang mun ku parking, smua urang beliatan arah kretaku. yang unique lah pokoknya sama ragat. ada?" Aseet enquired.
Azizan replied "ragat dan unik? tatap lah ada. macam aku jua tu. ehehehehe." and winked.
so he bought the rims that Azizan suggested him and installed it to his ride right away. he drove back home as fast as possible, eager to show his father. upo arriving home, he pulled his father out of the living room who was watching License to Grill out into the garage and told him the great news.
Pa, aku bali rims baru tadi arah kadai si Zizan ah. free lagitu, ia minta gambar Aseet saja katanya untuk simpan arah walletnya.
so the father had a look at the rims. and not even 3 seconds after observing the chrome rims,he turned to Aseet and gave him a huge slap in the face.
"TALO BANAR KO ANI! MEMBALI RIM ANI YANG BISAI2 DIH. APA GUNANYA KO BESPENDET MUN KO BALI RIM CMANI ANI, ALANG2 KO TELANJANG BULAT SAJA"
tsk tsk. i can understand his father's reaction.
not only did he slap Aseet in the face, he also took away the car's key and drove it to somewhere. Aseet was left there, lying on the garage floor crying himself to sleep. he had a long and nice sleep that night, except when he was awaken by the sound of his handphone at 1ish AM; a text message from Azizan that says 'i saw a bright light in my dream, i thought it was the sun, but it was just your smile'
so the next day, he went to the garage and saw his precious car. he dropped onto his knees feeling grateful he got his car back. that was until he saw what he saw...
that's right. his father changed the car's wheels to those used in supermarket trolleys. Aseet cried some more till the garage was flooded with tears. feeling frustrated and unloved, Aseet went to his room and packed some of his clothes. he decided to leave home for good. he stepped put of his room in tears, went to the backyard to get Barney,his pet, before getting on to his bike. then he's off to a long journey, one that no one knows where he'll end up at. that was the last time anyone has heard of Aseet.
im off,
-20.
ps: pictures courtesy of failblog
