When I came back mom gave a report that when mom visited the house the maid seemed happy enough, cooking 3 types of dishes (for herself) and moving about quite nimbly. What she says she is feeling and what she does are entirely 2 different things.
So when we returned I tried my best to just get on with work. She goes about with THE MOST MASAM (sour) and THE LONGEST FACE EVER and she shuffles so slowly but I am cheerfully ignoring her. Until last night when mom and dad came and stayed and we cooked Mee Hailam and I asked her to do stuff and her SHUFFLING and her LOONGG face just irritated me and I told her "SMILE !" Goodness gracious!!
This morning I started cooking lunch, and because I don't really like being in the kitchen I moved around with lightning speed . She was nowhere to be seen, presumably in her room. (See, I don't make my diva maid do much!) Hearing the commotion she came out and when I turned to ask her to fetch something from the fridge I nearly SCREAMED! Her hair was uncombed and falling over her face, her faded white tshirt (we have bought her at least 5 new tshirts but she insists on wearing the old one a- maximum impact I guess) was splotchy and her face twisted in pain.
I had to ask her- whats wrong with you?? Go and have a bath!! I don't want you to work looking like that.!
She immediately seized the opportunity to tell me, she is in pain, and she has had this pain even when I was gone and it's not made up. Everyday she cries. To which I said "Why do you need to cry?? My mom has bad rheumatic pain but she has never behaved like you! My husband sees patients everyday and none of them wail like you! Eh malu lah!"
She sat down (while I was busy chopping stuff ok) and continued to cry , pathetically. I mean,. I am sorry. I am sure she is not well, but carrying on like that?? If it really is painful the pain would not go away, yet the pain is such to make her cry like that one minute, and then behave normally the next!
I said to her very clearly. "Bibik. listen to me. I am very sorry you feel ill. and as soon as I can I will get you admitted to GH and investigate your pains. I AM NOT SENDING YOU BACK. You are staying with us for the 2 years. I am NOT , repeat NOT, going to send you back.
And then, she ROLLED ON TO THE FLOOR!!! She sobbed "Saya kesal Ibu!!" "I feel remorseful, I regret that I cannot work" etc etc. But ,she can ! that's the point! Mom said she just does not want to be bothered je. But she can work.
I raised my voice "HOI!! You are a mother of 3 grown up children! Mengucaplah* OI! Ada ke rolling rolling on the floor ni?? Think of God , for heaven's sake! "
(recite the shahadah)
SHE KISSED MY FOOT!! I jumped and said "OI THIS IS NOT HOW A MUSLIM BEHAVES !! APA NI??? "
"Now, I want you to believe me, that I will send you to hospital " I said. "We will not ignore you. But in the meantime. please do not overreact like this. Remember, I DID NOT ASK FOR YOU TO COME HERE. I DID NOT FORCE YOU TO WORK HERE , YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WANTED TO COME. NOW I HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF 5 KIDS, AND YOU? I will send you to hospital but YOU WILL PAY ALL THE BILLS" . After all, were she to go home to Indonesia, she would have to foot the bill herself right??
Goodness gracious. What do you think eh.
I will get her admitted. let her have the entire treatment. And investigation. See how she likes it when people here take her pains seriously. I think she is TOO MUCH!! KISSING MY FEET?????
Yikes!! Rano karno , come over and fetch your sister!