|National No Bra Day 13 Oct|
"How's the sex?" somebody asked my colleague the moment he returned to work.
His face was red like a cooked lobster. A naughty grin decorated his face. He murmured something to the other person and they laughed like rough necks. I never knew what they were talking about and obviously, I never bothered :)
Another colleague got married and the moment she entered the door, people asked her,
"Amacam, dah ke?"
"Muka letih je. Buat apa malam tadi?"
"Sekarang tinggal dengan siapa? Dengan mak lagi ke?" while they were giving her a meaningful stare.
Some people did not asked her directly, they asked me instead,
"Sha, dia jalan lurus tak?"
"Macam mana? Ada perubahan?"
"Dia ada cerita apa-apa dengan kau?"
Well, it was all about sex. It was not written anywhere, stated or sounded S.E.X but we all knew what it was all was about. Itu means sex. Ini means sex. Sedap means sex.
In this very cultured and polite environment, we tend to use the nicest words for sex. Metaphors were mostly used with extreme care and flowery sentences. Kapal terbang, bas, tanah...those were the whimsical items used to illustrate the activities on a mattress (if I was done on a mattress lah!)
Based on the modernisation of literature, some of us are daring enough to use the "cultured" yet straightforward words like inzal, senggama, pancutan. Our mothers might not approved the usage of the languages but then again, the understanding that it was better than horny, fuck, and ejaculation made everything sounded nicer in Malay.
But then again, who am I to judge?
Sex is indeed a very broad topic to discuss.
But I'm not here to discuss sex.
I'm here to ask you a question, that of all the things that we are supposed to ask a newly-weds should we ask about the sex? Is it necessary? Are you one of those who were asking?
I refer to the post that I've blogged 2 years ago called beneath the satin and the lace:
Amoi: Miss, mau beli bla?
Amoi: 30%, Miss.
Me: Okay..apa ada?
Amoi: Ini miss...(she showed me a half cup push ups). I gulped.
My boyfriend at that time saved the day.
Sepet: Moiii...takkan isteri saya mau pakai push up? Mau push brapa tinggi lagi, maaa?
Amoi: Hehehe. (The Amoi laughed quietly and blushed)
Sepet: Biasa punya tak ada?
Amoi: Ada...ada...(she showed me bras without wire)
Sepet: Wire tak ada? (while touching below the cup of the bra. The Amoi's face turned red!)
Amoi: Pakai wire ke miss? (by this time the amoi was as red as butter prawn dish!)
Sepet: Mestilah. Nanti jatuh maa...(he grinned wickedly at the Amoi. I pinched him)
Amoi: Betul...betul...saiz apa, Miss?
Amoi: Sikijap...sikijap...(She went through the stacks of bras. Then she showed me an apple green satin. I smiled.)
Me: Amoi..ada colour lain tak? (I felt embarass about apple green)
Sepet: Amoi...colour purple, pink, biru tak ada?
Me: Uiiikkkk....??? (I looked at him incredulously. Those are my favourite colours!)
Sepet: Jangan nak pakai colour makcik ye! I know you want that grey one. Tak boleh. (he grinned)
Me: Macamlah you yang pakai...
Sepet: Itu oren tak bolehlah, Amoi. Itu untuk Deepavali.
Amoi: Ada sweet punya. Colour purple-pink. Boleh tak, encik?
Amoi: (grinned from ear to ear - but she still blushed)
Sepet: Tapi kan, you bagi dia **B. One size bigger.
Amoi: Apasal encik?
Sepet: Itu cutting kecik...tak sesuai.(I knew I looked horrified even though I didn't look at the mirror)
Me: Mana you tau?
Sepet: Adalah! I selalu teman my mum and my sisters.
Me: Not the other girlfriends ek? (jealousy crept into my system)
Sepet: Hooohh...this requires years of experience okay!
I tried the bra and agreed to buy. Surprisingly, it fit me well. While my boyfriend looked at something else, the Amoi said to me, "Suami you pandai pilih!"
I smiled. (of course I didn't tell her he was not yet my husband!)
Amoi then told me, "Selalu suami malu-malu mau beli. Tapi sekarang saya malu-malu mau jual!"
Bra was just part of our daily attire. In the modern day, it was a must. But still, our culture felt that buying a bra was supposed to be a discreet activity where it was meant to be participated by mothers, aunties, close friends and not a boyfriend or a husband.
I would say that within 2 years of writing this post, the world has turned a bit. If previously, people would be running away from the topic, now, it's different.
There was a tweet about National No Bra Day which was held on 13 October (which was my birthday). I Googled about it and found out that it was mostly about the Breast Cancer Awareness Month which was in the month of October itself. Part of the prevention from the disease was to ensure that we wear the right type of bra and to take care of our two watermelons, papayas, oranges, or grapes (now, I'm being cultured) very carefully.
I have blogged about this two years ago and apparently the awareness was not that great back then. On October 13, however, people came out with a No Bra Day - which turned out to be funny and horny yet raised the awareness and not just the eyebrows or any male organs.
Tonight, it's "Khamis malam Jumaat".
I learned from the past experience of working, that I should go home early as no one would be staying back. But deep in my heart, I wished that even though sex was a topic not to be discussed in public, people would start to care about health.
Aye, it was fun. It was naughty to ask about sex as an activity. Breasts were the most obvious part of a woman's body, I agree for some woman, aye.
But...rather than talking about playing with the breasts, it is netter to buy your loved ones quality bras so that they can take care of them, don't you think?
Besides, the National No Bra Day was just for a day. Not days.
Love your woman, folks!
Buy good bras.