This morning I went with Mr. Ong to meet boss at the airport. He was flying back to Penang from KL after being away the whole week in Bahrain for an investment trip.
We were standing there; Me, Mr.Ong, the body guard, the airport guard when YB Betty turns up with her youngest boy. He was tugging at her hand trying to run off ahead of her. Arms flailing, he was shouting "Daddy Daddy!"
I was briefly introduced to YB Betty (by then she was carrying the boy. His name is Ethan. And oh she has a daughter named Rachel too). We then walked on to the ramp to where the airplane had taxied to a stop.
Boss was 3rd person off the plane.
First things first, he hands his bag over to the bodyguard.
Then, he picks up his son and each(father and son), covers the other with kisses. He walks on and then as if almost forgetting something he turns back to draw his wife in. One arm around his wife (and her arm around him), and the other carrying his son, they walk on together towards the VIP room.
The rest of us trailed behind...
Oh you have to be there to fully appreciate it. From behind I heard grown men marveling at the sight. It was really something.
I know this just perpetuates his personality cult (his staff has only good things to say about him. You should hear them going on over lunch.. there's like no dirt).
But really it was the sweetest thing :)
Saturday, 14 November 2009
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2 blew kisses:
I found your blog...heehehe
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