Scary Scent
Calmly I walked back to the living room. Mami was there, trying to get Yiyi to sleep in the 'buaian'.
Papi : Eh? Mami, I smelt something in the kitchen.
Mami : What? The butter cake, is it?
Papi : I am not sure. A flowery flagrance. Like 'kemenyan'.
Mami : *gulp* Aiya, you ah, don't scared me lar.
Papi : Come, come, we check it out.
Mami : Don't want lar, scare lar.
We put Yiyi to sleep first. Then ...
Papi : Eh? Mami, come lar, see where it's coming from. (I was trying to get her to help me, because she has a more sensitive sense of smell)
Mami : Don't want lar, I scare lar. You go lar.
Papi : Come lar. Don't worry, I am around mah. (ahem... a hero like that)
Mami : *reluctantly* OK lar, OK lar...eeee....yer...
At the kitchen...
Papi : See...got or not *sniff sniff*
Mami : No. *sniff sniff sniff*
Papi : How about here *sniff sniff* Ah! here here...
Mami : *sniff sniff* Ya hor.
We were searching and searching but couldn't make out the source of the scent: the washing machine powder, the floor liquid cleaner, the softener.
Then I looked into the dustbin. A soap paper wrapper was in there. Immediately I picked it up, brought it close to my nose, and immediately I recognised the scent. It was the soap wrapper. Aiya! Give Mami a scared only lar.