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Kring!! Kring!!

The bell of the Putu Mayam seller rang throughout the neighborhood. From the distance, as the seller was busy with his customers, he saw a man in his sixties running towards him while waving his hand. The man arrived and took a breath before saying “Can I have 10 Putu Mayam?”

“Sure. For your granddaughter?” The seller smile while packing the requested order.

“Yes yes. she is coming to visit me today.” The old man said while smiling. Still catching his breath from the little run he did.

“You came here running even if I am about to leave. Your granddaughter must have loves Putu Mayam.” The seller commented. “That will be RM 6.”

“Here you go. It is her favourite. Especially yours. Thank you and see you soon.” The old man happily took the Putu Mayam and went straight back home. He can't wait to see the smile of his granddaughter who was barely 5 years old when she see how much Putu Mayam she can devour.

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That was all the memory that the little girl can remember for the time with her grandfather was limited. He passed away a few years later and she was so small to remember every memories of her grandfather. She was not blessed with spending much time with him as she grew up. Often, she envied those who still be able to spend every occasions with their grandfather.

Nevertheless, she grew up with fond memory of her late grandfather. And every single time she saw Putu Mayam, the memory will rush right back. She thank god for the little time she had with him. Though the memory was a simple one, it was one she cherished in her heart the most.

Kring!! Kring!!

She jumped out of excitement as she heard the bell of the Putu Mayam seller.

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