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Nural and her mother*
Nural and her mother sit picking stems off tiny chillies at one of Kota Kinabalu’s many morning markets. Chilli is in the blood of Malaysian cooking. Sambal, curries and a condiment on every table. “Our favourite part about working together is sharing our lunch”, Nural’s mother told me. “So what’s your favourite lunch then?” One of my favourite questions to ask anyone.
“KFC” she swiftly replied. “It’s so goooooood. Also my daughter is single”. Nural buried her head, her cheeks turning a chilli red...then she bursts into laughter. Then does her mother. Then does the woman in the stall beside. Soon enough all four of us are laughing and I don’t know if it’s at my expense or eachother’s but I do know that we all enjoyed it. *I asked Nural’s mother her name four times and still didn’t get it but couldn’t bring myself to ask a fifth time! at Kota Kinabalu