Then, we started talking about my MIL.
Me : I don't agree when sometimes Mak told her friends that she only has 9 grandchildren (which doesn't include K. Nor's kids, that adds up to 12). I know they're from her previous marriage, but she shouldn't say so.
Hubby : Well, U know... Mak is like that.
Me : Ya la... But it might hurt K.Nor's feelings if she heard of it. That day, when she did it again, I reminded her (just by saying..."Don't say like that la, Mak")
Hubby : U are doing the right thing. Keep reminding her.
Me : One more thing, she likes to mention about her son-in-law who earns less than her daughter.
Hubby : I've warned her not to do so. U too, don't do such things. the world is round. What U say to other people today, might come back to U one day.
Me : Haaa? I always say that U are a Tambi (little Indian brother).
Hubby : (with a cheeky grin) See... later, U'll be one (the Tambi)
Me : Ok la... ayah putis, ayah tomel (U're fair, U're cute) Hehehe
Hubby : No...no. It's not gonna work. It has to be repeated for 44 days.
Me : Huh?! Ok then... U're fair and cute today, u're fair & cute yesterday, last week, last month... bla...bla... Hehehe.
Hubby : Yay! I'll be fair & cute, but u'll remain dark like a Tambi.
Me : Hahaha. U just said it... so, U'll get back what U give. U'll be a Tambi too.
Hubby & I always argue who's fairer. On top of that, we claim the partner as the darker one! :P