Mar 27 2010
While I was in Tanah Merah, I found out that an old friend was having a wedding reception for her child. Without hesitation, I decided to go, even though my brother was concerned that there was no invitation for me. I don’t need to have any invitation to meet up with Kak Yah!
Here are some shots of me with Kak Yah taken during the meet. Kak Yah in the middle, with my favourite cousin on the right.
It was really emotional for both of us:
I tell you why…
Kak Zakiah, or Kak Yah, as I used to call her, was our neighbour during my primary schooling years. Her (late) mum was my mengaji teacher. I used to hang around her house even after the mengaji session. Kak Yah’s elder sister, Kak Pah (Afifah – I thought that’s a beautiful name. She’s as beautiful as her name!) was also close to me. However, it was Kak Yah who had the same “wavelength” of thinking as me .
Both Kak Pah and Kak Yah used to come and spend the night with us (us means my late mum and me only – this was before my brother came to live with us). There were days that while mum went to madrasah or to the market, Kak Yah and I would play my record player (yeah, those vinyl disc-shaped thingy) with the volume to the maximum, and would sing along. This is something that Kak Pah would never do!! Mum would come home while we were enjoying the vinyl albums and scolded both of us, hahaha!!! Let’s see if I can remember some of the albums (EPs and LPs) that I used to own:
- Sanisah Huri
- Hasnah Haron
- Sharifah aini
- Sugiman Jahuri
- S Rohani & S Ahmad
- Ahmad Jais
- Pyar ke Mausum
- Akhir Sebuah Impian
- Rahimah Rahim
I think that was about it..
Here’s the recent photo taken with Kak Pah:
I used to tell my FIL, MIL & DH that Kak Yah & Kak Pah once took me with them to spend a night in Pasir Senor (near Temangan)- where their uncles/aunties lived. We went to the Kelantan river to look for etaks, then went to the watermelon farm/garden to eat watermelon straight from its plant.
Now what else do I share with Kak Yah (that I didn’t share with Kak Pah)…. Ah, yes… When her uncle was interested to have me as his girlfriend, he passed his letters via Kak Yah!! Initially I didn’t know what to do. It was Kak Yah who encouraged me to reply his letters, hahaha! What a mentor! In those days, we kids thought it was cool to have someone special – to write to and receive letters from.That was about it, no meeting, nothing! Just exchanging letters, can you believe that??? What do you expect when that guy’s dad was the tok guru (religious senior guy) of the village? Yeah, he (the father) was the imam of the madrasah where mum and I used to frequent for our prayers. My house is at the border of a pondok (an enclosure where people come to stay to practice and learn more about Islam).
I’m sleepy… Will continue tomorrow.. Please be patient because it’ll get more interesting!!! Hahahah!!
As continued on 29th March 2010:
So, there was a few letters being exchanged. Then, Kak Pah came to me and told me that another uncle (the first guy’s elder brother!) was interested in me too!!! Hahaha!!! What to do? Of course I was flattered. Then before I knew it, I was receiving letters from the elder brother. (Now.. no wonder my BM was quite good in those days, as compared to others!).
Eventually both brothers found out that they were after the same girl! Oh, didn’t I mention that the younger brother went to a local school and was quite popular with his school female friends too? One girl was so interested in him, and got very jealous with me, hahaha! I thought to myself, what the heck? Soon I backed off from the relationship. It was ended without us ever meeting each other – only exchanging glances during gatherings and Raya. The guys’ elder sister found out, and instead of becoming angry, she found it amusing. She was however more in favour of me continuing my so called “relationship” with the bigger brother. This bigger brother went to a religious school (and eventually became an ustaz) and was more matured than his (a bit of a Romeo) younger brother.
I think I went on writing to the older brother for quite a while, until eventually I too got bored with the correspondence and we stopped it (I think I must be the one who stopped it first). Soon I went to a boarding school and forgot all about these .
Right until now (maybe except for my best friend, Siti) I don’t think many knew about this, except for Kak Yah, Kak Pah and their aunty. I have almost forgotten about this until the recent meeting with Kak Yah.When we met that day, we were so excited to see each other, and I am sure deep inside us (at least deep inside me), there was this feeling – the sudden unspoken reminiscence of good old days!!
So that was it, part of my growing up – a two very harmless “love affairs”, hahahaha!!!!!
I wonder if we (Kak Yah & I) can still sit together and share stories like we used to?
Anyway, here’s a group pic taken that day:
BTW, my cousin (extreme right) was my “rock” during my turbulence years. She was and still is very special to me. She’s the one who knew what I went through after my mum’s passing, and she was always ears to my sorrow. She was really like the sister I never had. She told me her predicaments too and always warned me to avoid such predicaments. She surely was my confident then! I’ll write about her one day..