Sunday, 11 July 2010

..the big gun of Kubang Kerian..

..I cannot remember when it was that I proposed to her..I must have asked her to marry me at every opportunity that we met..we could be talking about things irrelevant and I would just slipped in with a 'marry me..' and tried to look intensely into her eyes, trying to detect assent when there was none...that I never tried to win over the one person most important in her life, did not help..though friends told me that it was 'mother to begin and daughter to win..'  I was too busy winning the daughter and neglecting her mother..


..but help came from an unlikely source..

..holding sway over family matters then, were my step-grandmother, Wan Nik Sah and her husband,  my maternal grandfather, Tok Ayah Long..whilst Ayah Long was affable and easygoing,  being from Tanjong Rimau, Melaka, it was Che Wan Nik Sah, a true blue Kelantanese,  who ruled over the realm..I called her the Big Gun of Kubang Kerian..her words were like decrees..to be heeded and taken note..

..it was not long before the news of my designs upon Audrey reached her ears..not being one of  her favourite 'cucu's' I awaited with abated breath her verdict, regretting those prankful days as a kid when  I was with her, those few moments when I was left to my own devices by my widowed mother, causing her ire by needless chasing of chickens, climbing of trees and generally running amok in the padi-fields surrounding the house..


..the house in Kubang Kerian that my late grandfather built..the original had concrete stairs similar to those houses  you see in Melaka..and I can see myself singing 'Engkau Laksana Bulan' on the concrete stairs together with my cousins one full moon night..the picture above showed the house after it was repaired and renovated by his youngest son, Kassim.. the property has since been sold and awaiting its time before being pulled down..


..Mesjid Sultan Ismail Petra, Kubang Kerian, across the road, in front of the house...

..and her verdict was not long in coming..she told Audrey's mother that she had no objection to the pairing..

..whilst whooping amongst the clouds, I couldn't believed my ears..

..her mother relented..and suddenly, I realised that I did not have the money to marry..

..sheesh...I was caught without my spurs..


15 comments:

Wan Sharif said...

Salam Abang Mat,
that was a masterpiece..
with everything else that matters to the heart fell into places..
you're caught without your spurs.
Now I have to agree with those numerous requests, to put all your previous writing into a book...

June Malik said...

cant agree more with wan sharif :) cepatlah pak mat, tertunggu-tunggu nie

Cat-in-Sydney said...

Oh dear...spurs went a-missing, eh? And I thought you were a cowboy with spurs on your boots all the time. hehehe...can't wait for the next instalment, now that World Cup is over. har har har *evil laughs*

ozz said...

Dear Pak Mat,
It's like opening a door for another.......wondering what is waiting behind them.

Muchas Gracias! Ole!

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ruyom said...

The Chinese came to Malaysia more than 1000 years ago, while the Indians came here almost 1030 years ago. Kota Gelanggi and Lembah Bujang are proof of these early settlements.

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Tommy Yewfigure said...

Salam Pakmat,

Apa macam? Bukan itu dua bulat satu tajam greeting lah..kakaka. Hope u r manyak2 baik lah after WC2010, sex life back to normal? :)

How come women r always Commander-In-Charge where domestic affairs r concerned? Thank god my side & in law side CIC loves me :))

Cheers,
Tommy

P/S - Aisah, I see ur blog is infested by unwanted 'guests'??

Pak Zawi said...

Pak Mat,
You were not ready with your spurs because you were not expecting the consent to come so easy and early.

pakmat said...

..dear Wan..as usual you r extravagant with your praise..:)

..dear Jun..I am old, lady..lil bit more hurry, I will be out of breath..

..my dear cat..even cats,sometimes, are caught with something down..:)

..dear Ozz..and you'll never know what's waiting until you opened the door..:) good luck..

pakmat said...

salam tommy..Kelantanese, generally, are matriarchal..sex life improving..:)..and I've been spammed..must be those political blogs that I sometimes surfed..cheers..

pakmat said...

..salam Pak Zawi..you are so right, sir..I was ready for the long haul..:)