it was a humid afternoon. they were on the road again. after taking some photographs of the fruit orchard where water from the hills is threatening the durian, mangosteen, rambutan, langsat trees. the price of development? rash development. greed and blatant disregard for the environment. and the ecology. or was it plain ignorance?
her third daughter was driving.her eldest girl was co-pilot. and she was enjoying the scenic villages, the padi fields, the distant blue-green hills.
"why don't we look for the best cendol stall?" she has a penchant for the sweet dessert. and her girls knew it.
so they had cendol with shaved ice. sweet. cold. lovely.
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