One day I went to a friend house at Jalan Gambut in Kuantan. Halim is his name. His parents both working in the government agency thus they get to live in government quarter. In those days government quarters is the best accommodation that anyone could ask for. It was almost lunch time; when I arrived at his house he was enjoying his lunch of white-rice with the fish Ikan Kembong Goreng Belada. Oblivious of my presence he kept eating and did not invite me to join him. I just look and salivating at the look of the fried-fish in the chili sauce. It was sort of an agony looking at him eating that Ikan Kembong Goreng Belada. Because of the happening, that incident at Halim's house stuck to my mind till these days. That scene kept repeating in my memories whenever I saw Ikan Kembong Goreng Berlada. Well folks’ life of a child is like that. You remember some episode of your life.
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