.... I was on my way sending my boys to school.  As usual, lots of reminders took place in the car before I went Off especially the Do'a Recitation from my second son. After the recitation, this conversation took place.Zikry  : Mama, Abah keje apa?
Mama : Jurutera. (Rasanya Zikry tahu abah keje apa)
Zikry  : Jurutera tu apa?
Mama : Enginneerrr.. (starting to stress out the sound of 'enginnn..)     Kenapa? Angah nak jadi engineer ke?
Zikry  : Ooo engineer tu keje cari engine eh?
Mama : Hahahaha bukanlah...
Irfan : Bukan cari Engine.. Abah keje cari minyakkk laa (marah ler tu~ my correctionist!)