There was a teacher by the name of Puan Azmiyah who taught Account. She was not a teacher from my school, I was her student only for three months before ibu transferred me into a school near to our house.
The reason for the transfer was because I did not want to be a pure science student since I was not intrested in Biology. My new school was like an escape from Biology because the subject has been replaced by Account;)
Since Puan Azmiyah was a good teacher, I asked her whether it was possible for me to learn from her. She took money from others but not from me. I told her my parents won't send me for tution so they didn't give me any money to pay her. As an exchange to everything she taught me, I promised to score in my exams. It has been proven - I am now an Accounting degree holder:D
The trip to Puan Azmiyah's house was not that far from my house. If my parents sent me by car, it would just be ten minutes drive. Unlike several kids there days, I was not that lucky.I took the bus before climbing the hilly part of the housing area. My pocket money was RM1 per day, so I couldn't spend more. RM0.50 was for one trip which was the exact amount to spend - otherwise I would have to walk home.
I had good friends who would spare the backseats of their bikes on the way home, but most of the time I'll give them the RM0.50 as a token of appreciation. As students, we were not rich so each cent was valuable.
Each day, rain or shine, I walked pass the shops with empty stomach. It was hell, but it was worth it. I constantly scored A1 for my Math and Account because of the pain I had.
"Dik, beli burger dik!" there was one handsome guy who acknowledged me each time I passed his burger stall.
"Takpelah bang. Terima Kasih!" I smiled at him.
That one umbrella and small burger stand was where he stood and shouted the word "Burger" everyday.
The next time I walked, I smelled a wonderful smell of burger. I couldn't stand it so I walked faster.
"Tak beli burger dik?" he asked.
I gave him the same answer I have been giving him for the past one year. My stomach was growling but I smiled at him. He just smiled back.
One day, he stopped me.
"Kau pergi mana ni, dik? Balik sekolah?" he asked.
"Tak bang. Saya gi belajar...kat umah cikgu sana tu," I answered.
"Jauh kau jalan? Dari Mobil?" he asked again. I nodded.
"Kau tak pernah beli burger kat sini. Kenapa?"
"Tak ada duit, bang. Kang balik nak naik bas. Takkan saya nak menapak balik Ampangan?" I tried to smile at him. He was quiet and he returned to his stall.
I continued my walk to Puan Azmiyah's house.
I was late on one rainy day. I promised my teacher I would come to her house at 3.00 pm but I reached there at 4.30pm. I nearly broke down and cried because my stomach was empty, the exam was coming and I knew I had to walk back that day because I didn't have any money. My parents? Well, some might say they were the cruelest creatures ever but that was life. They had their own reasons.
The moment I passed the stall, he stopped me. He had a burger in his hand. I looked at him.
"Ambillah. Kau mesti lapar. Belajar elok-elok, ye dik..." he said.
"Eh, takpelah bang...saya tak mintak pun," I was embarassed.
"Ambillah...ni abang bagi. Nanti kau ada duit datanglah makan kat sini." He gave me a very sincere smile.
I thanked him and left.
I stopped at the shop nearby and hungrily ate the burger. That was the best burger I've ever tasted. My tears were pouring down my cheeks as I prayed for that young man's generosity. If only he knew how hungry I was.
I love TV. Weekend is the good time to watch whatever I want to watch. I love cooking programs the most; so my brothers had to bear with Jamie, Michael Smith, Nigella, Ramsay, Marco, Bourdain, Laura....there are too many of them.
That particular week, however, I accidentally changed to Astro Prima and watched a programme called Warung Kita.
I saw the sight of Seremban in that show so I continued watching while comparing my own preferences with the choice of the show. One place stopped my breath for a while:
Huiiikk...? That place was becoming larger with options of burgers. No more takeaways, you can even dine at that place itself. What?!!!
I knew I have been staying in Kajang too long until I didn't realised that a lot of things have changed in Seremban. When I was sending my youngest brother to go for tution at the area nearby, I didn't even checked whether the burger stall was still there. It was there and it has expanded. Huhhhh...
Later that night, I opted to eat my family and I got to choose the place. It was BURGER IJAN, where the burger was nice and the ambience was superb. The place has changed a lot. Based on the stories I heard, the abang eventually became rich with his burger stall. I heard he has a BMW:)
I did not managed to see that kind face who helped me. He might not remember what he did but I do. I told my brother about my experience. My brother said, "Abang tu memang macam tu. Dia selalu bagi makan kat budak sekolah."
Have you met such person in your life?