Monday 17 September 2007

Of Mak and Ramadhan

For the third time yesterday I was stirring bubur lambuk on the stove. The aromatic smell of lemon grass and santan coming from the pot was unbearable and we still had two hours to go. The handphone rang and the voice at the other end asked,”What are you cooking, mama?”

“Bubur lambuk”, I answered to be greeted by a triumphant “YES!” and what must have been a punch in the air too.

I successfully negotiated Krispy Kreme Doughnuts from Harrods. My sugar level is dangerously low, I pleaded. It was an easy deal – bubur lambuk and Krispy Kreme Doughnuts!

Mak never failed to deliver what we, her children, craved for during Ramadhan. Or come to think of it – even outside the month of Ramadhan. On days she couldn’t cook bubur lambuk, or what we in Kedah called Kanji, she’d ask us to bring some food over to the mosque and queue up for the kanji prepared by the tok bilal there. And as far as I can remember there’d always be kanji on the table.

There’d be crab sambal for me, sambal belacan and ulam for Lilah and kari kepala ikan for the others. We all had our own cravings and favourites. One thing about Mak, when one child was away, that favourite food would also be missing from the table. She couldn’t bear to cook them and eat them without thinking that her child had been deprived of that food.

As I prepared the crab sambal that my youngest requested, my thoughts turned to Mak. This year, she might not even realise that Ramadhan is here again. She might have been told, she might have attempted to fast, but at the end of the day, she would have forgotten that she was fasting. During the last Ramadhan, she even offered to make drinks for everyone. Her memory is fast going but I am pleased to hear that she has not forgotten people around her. She repeatedly asks the same questions but she doesn’t forget names and people. And I hope and pray that when I return, I will be greeted with the same “Anak Mak dah balik!”.

Last night Nona, who is spending time in Malaysia, said her Tok was coughing in the middle of the night. She thought of bringing her a glass of water but didn’t want to wake her up. If she did, she’d be greeted with the umpteenth, “Bila balik?”

Nona would have been spoilt rotten had Mak been well and steady on her feet. Even with the language barrier, she would have communicated her love to her grandchild through her cooking. She came to London when Nona was born and looked after her for six months. For six months, my kitchen was spotless, my front room was in order and my tattered cushions were mended. My garden was in full bloom. One day, I came home to what looked like a new sofa. She had taken some old curtains and hand sewn them and fitted the sofa nicely and made them more presentable.

My friends moaned when she left for Malaysia for during her stay, the house was always full as she loved to cook for my friends. I cried when I came into the kitchen. She had rearranged everything in the cabinet and I couldnt find a thing!

I admit I had conspired with Kak Cik not to let her know that Ramadhan is here. She has her medications and vitamins to take but she’d be worried sick about missing her fast. She’d worry about when she’d be able to pay back the fast. But the positive take about her forgetfulness is that, yes, she forgets what she was worried about.

I missed Mak’s cooking. And somehow this Ramadhan, I missed her waking me up for sahur.


ManaL said...

They dont make such mothers like yours these days or so I thought. A mother who can cook variety of dishes without much of a complaint.

Thank god for pasar ramadhan that I am almost getting bored on choosing which kuih, drinks to buy. But it sure helps lotsa working mums out there, i reckon.

Now, can we please have your bubur lambuk recipe??

Kak Teh said...

manal, bubur lambuk kak teh senang saja. Rebus beras , masukkan udang or ayam or daging, halba and serai and garam. Bila dah jadi bubur, masukkan santan. then u can tumis bawang and tuangkan ke atas bubur tadi, tabur daun sup!

Selamat mencuba!

OOD said...


i dont know how else to capture what's in my heart and have it conveyed to you, thankyou seems so simple, but i cant do better. So thank you.

And know that i pray that all will be well for you and for us all children of our mothers.

Kak Teh said...

ood, I dont expect anything except to know that you are okay. It's a cliche i know, but she is in a better place. Al fatehah.

Queen Of The House said...

Kak Teh, your bubur lambuk is just the way I like it (and make it ... if ever I get around to making it!).

When you wrote about your Mak and Nona ... sounded like how my grandma used to spoil me with her cooking.

This Ramadhan I just simply miss my mom - I used to call her up after terawikh which she hardly ever missed at the masjid and let my kids talk with her.

Will you be spending Raya with your Mak?

Kak Teh said...

QOTH, kit aorang kedah masak bubur kanji macam tu lah kan?

Pray that I will make it this raya haji for I really want to spend at least one raya with Mak. I just spoke to her but it only means being able to hear her voice. She couldnt even hear me.

elisataufik said...

this is such a sweet entry :)
I miss my mom too. She always cooks special food during ramadhan. her chili con carne, meatball and peas, beef stew...
Time-time raya lak, teringat kat mak mertua, coz we always sit together and make ketupat palas sampai pulut lekat2 kat kain batik.
Will be praying that u will get to go home for raya haji too :)

ubisetela said...

this post made me miss my mak too! as always fasting month makes me homesick :(
I should try making your version of bubur lambuk soon.

Kak Elle said...

KT I miss my arwah mak too masa mak ada I have no problem with sahur or berbuka semua nya sudah siap cuma makan aje our tasks:)

ntah ye I kalau masak bubur lemak which I think is different from bubur lambuk kan?everyone loves my bubur:)...puji diri sendiri*hahaha

Sad to hear of your mom takpe lah at least she still remembers you all lagi.

Pak Tuo said...

Kak Teh,

Sabar is worth the thought.I'm with you.

iNa said...

salam kak teh

i've been reading you blog but i've left any comment. When I read your blog about your mother, it reminds me of my grandma whom we the grandchildren call her 'mak'. She is a good cook and would cook whatever we wish for. FYI, she still cook at the age of 80++. I live with her my whole life but only now I live quite a distance from her. When I was small, she would hug me when I was asleep even now she still do that whenever I sleep at her place. She's like your mother...she easily forget certain things but she never forget our names. I miss being near her all the time. May ALLAH give her a good health. My prayer goes to your mother too.Amin.

Kak Teh said...

elisataufik, thank you for your prayers. I really cant wait to go. Those days when she was strong, I'd surprise her and she'd be annoyed because she didnt have time to get me crabs or laksa or anything that I like to eat. so early in the morning, she'd go to the pasar to get them and surprise me with crab sambal. Now, even if she never cooks again, I dont care, I dont care at all.

ubi, do try - it is so easy - and kak teh lupa nak kata, kalau ada bawang goreng pun boleh taburkan.

kak elle, do give us yr version of bubur. kita tengok yang mana sedap! hehe!

Kak Teh said...

pak tuo, thank you for kind words.

ina, thanks for the comment. yes, like yr grandma, my mak hugs and kisses everyone. she is so loving. Kak teh pun doakan juga kesejahteraan dan kesihatan nenek Ina.

D said...

never fortunate enough to remember such wonders of a mother (she went when I was 4) so perhaps I don't miss anything?? Sure hope I can do the same to my kids though... Drool - must make bubur lambuk tomorrow too!

Count Byron said...

Kak Teh

That's a beautiful rendition of Mak's love, and her piety.
My Mek measures just about too. I cringe when she wants to do puasa sunnat (outside of Ramadhan); her frail figure and wobbling knees would not deter her.

And now, I cringe when she wants to follow us to Tarawih. Follow she does most nights. And it takes her DIL& granchildren to usher her ( almost literally hauling her)up the mosque steps, and a long queue of cars "patiently" stood still. I wonder what were on their minds as they waited and watched.

But that is Mek

The bubur must have a following!

Fauziah Ismail said...

Salam Kak Teh
There's bubur on the table at home at break of fast this entire Ramadan. My mom makes it for my niece, who's never sick of the nenek's bubur, be it, lambuk, sayur, ayam, udang etc etc.
But it was my late father who would pamper us during the fasting month. He would buy us any food we want for break of fast.
Selamat Berpuasa/Berbuka.
p/s Reading about Krispy Kreme makes me salivate!!!

anedra said...

hie mak teh - another reason why nona didnt want to wake tok up was bcos she didn't want to scare her!! hehe! She had her hair permed. it's nice actually but not in the middle of the night!

Yup, tok forgets a lot of things, but not our names! She rocks doesn't she?


ps - didnt know u cd make bubur lambuk!!

meandbaby said...

Salam Kak Teh...

This Ramadhan remind us of my late babah who left us right after we came back from London last June.He just loved bubur lambuk.

Ohh how I miss Harrod's donuts.drool.

Selamat Berpuasa!

Kak Teh said...

d, am so sorry. Al Fatehah to arwah. Yes, try bubur lambuk and see if your children like it. Its very filling.

CB, my mak stopped going to terawikh a long time ago. But I think she still wakes up for tahajud and other sunat solats. My doas for your mek too. Bless them for the love they have for us and for teaching us how to love in return.

fauziah, my arwah father would stop and beckon any food heawkers who walked or cycled by. My grandma used to say, why dont you put a signboard outside: Semua penjaja pergi ke rumah nombor 13! Hehe!

Kak Teh said...

anedra, you shd have stopped her from perming her hair!!! She was telling me and i said she shdnt and she said - Too late! What a pity!! and sure - Tok would have had a fright!

meanbaby, my salam takziah to you. I didnt know abt yr loss.
The Krispy Kreme is now history..hehe!

HCI said...

Kak Teh, teringat semula Ramadan dulu, saya tanya Kak Teh tang resepi bubur lambuk.

Hemm sekarang dok teringin nak buat juga, daun kaduk, daun ubi, cekak manis berlambak. Also dok teringat nak buat ketupat sotong orang terengganu. Problem is I am now still controlled by my fatigue, so last2 gi pasar ramadan, beli kat sana. This never happened in the past, not even last year after chemo.

maybe kalau makang bubur lambuk, boleh cergas semula kot.

Kak Teh said...

Has, I have yet to recover from the hectic schedule. Been sleeping a lot. Its age lah!! Hope you feel better - the ulams sound good...i have asked daughter number two to bring back as I want to make nasi ulam the way chef wan makde it in Paris. sedaaaaap! btw have you heard from azmi? She hasnt updated.

LifeBloom said...

K teh: This piece touched my heart as your mak reminded me so much of my grandma. I literally grew up in my grandma's kitchen when I was "posted" there during the school holidays. She will always have rendang betik muda and rendang ayam kampung on the ready when she knows her cucu "montel" will be coming for a visit (usually long overdue!)

Malam ni - terpaksa buat bubur for sahur. Ngidam lepas baca cerita K teh!!

Kak Teh said...

lifebloom, my Tok, unlike my Mak, was so garang. We were 'posted' to her when Mak went to Mekah...mak oiiiii! it was then that I learnt how to kupas nyior, learnt what is daun pudina what is daun kesum...that was a real rite of passage for me.

Anonymous said...

Kak Teh,
You have come a long way from those days when you cooked bihun/meehoon by soaking it in boiling water, haven’t you?. I made the same blunder too, but let me tell you, it was far worse. I had to cook for 100 or so people. Heaven knows why the Malaysian Students Associaton at UEA trusted me with that unenviable task of preparing fried bihun for all the guests who attended the Malaysian Cultural Nite. I also had to perform the haunting Tarian Wau Bulan at the function and completely forgot what happened to my special “fried bihun” (steamed semolina or cous-cous is more like it); whether the Committee decided to serve it? and if so, whether it was sampai menjilat jari? But one thing for sure … rasa ada rupa tiada.

Selamat Berpuasa Kak Teh dan keluarga.
aMiR in Kedah

Anonymous said...

Nice story.
Yes, Kanji is my mum's specialty too. My parents spent the first 3 days of Ramadan in KL and we had kanji everyday:)

Selamat berpuasa.

wonda said...

How are you getting on with your life's rhythm now? Back in the normal swing? I wish your mak many more healthy days ahead. My friend's mom who has Parkinson can't even recognise her own daughters and her memory comes and goes as she mumbles something to herself.
This is the first time I have heard of bubur lambuk. Perhaps it's the same as the one my friend cooked.She used prawns and added in daun halia, daun kadok and serai, and I have tried cooking it twice in Malaysia. It was delicious!

anggerik merah said...

Kak Teh dear,

Mak will always do anything for us..Lovely story of yr mak.

I miss my mak's cook too. She offered me to bring some acar for me to eat during my short stay here. But I refuse thinking that my travel will stop at too many places and the worry of bringing in on Spet 11 thru immigartion at airport. Now I regret for refusing it..

Ramadhan Mubarak to you nad family in London.

Kak Teh said...

aMiR in Kedah, yes, i have indeed come a long way. No more washing keropok before goreng. They must have loads of confidence in your culinary skills to let you do that.

This saturday, a group of us will hold a moreh after terawikh at Malaysia Hall. I dare not cook all but we are catering. I will offer my kambing masak kicap saja.

Selamat berpuasa to you and family too. Eh, you buat apa di kedah?

Kak Teh said...

hazia, you see, bubur lambuk or kanji is such a hit, kan? kalau tak diperturunkan rahsia ni - akan hilanglah satu kenikmatan berbuka puasa, hehe!

wonda, I am paying back for all those hectic adventures. I fall asleep at odd times of the day and at night I just pengsan! Hope to get into routine again soon.

AM, my sister will never allow me to refuse anything that my Mak bagi. I will have to accept them, walaupun berat. Of course, I akan tinggalkan sikit. Bawa untuk syarat saja.

wmw said...

Yes, nothing like mom's cooking! Or mom's love for that matter :o) Selamat Berbuka Puasa! Salam lebar dari saya!

Pak Tuo said...

Salam Kak Teh,

Tumpang tanya,your previous entry the one about Arwah Pak Chik Hamzah and our old sailors scattered around UK.
If I am not mistaken I suggested since it is Vist Malaysian Year have them to come back for the 50th.Merdeka celebration but to my surprise they invited the RAF Vets for the Medeka Parade.Fully sponsor by TV3.

I wonder why?Why ingnore our own people and unheal the old wound via inviting someone we ship them away?
Is there any logical explaination pleased?I suppose Hazlida our TV3 coresspondent has a sensible explaination.From what I gathered from MHI slot she's having trouble explaining to the old vets of Malaysia today.

Sorry jes rambling.

Wassalam.Selamat Berpuasa.Sini tengah sahur.

Anonymous said...

salam ramadhan utk kak teh sekeluarga...

memang masa bulan ramadhan ni masakan mak memang kita carik kan? saya sampai sekrang tak dapat masak kanji mcm mak masak..

Al fatihah kepada ibu blogger tu... semoga dia tabah menghadapi hari dihadapan...

Kak Teh said...

Pak Tuo, I am very much aware of the programme that Haliza of TV3 did. She was with me when she proposed that idea. There are many reasons why the Pak Cik sailors couldnt be flown home. Many of them are very, very ill and frail. They are not in good health. And to take themn home would have been a different story all together.
The veterans who participated in the programme served in Malaya. They paid for their own trip back. TV3 only paid for the filming of their return once they were in Malaysia. The filming of the part when they were preparing to go back for the celebrations was paid for by KEKWA - or kementerian kebudayaan dan warisan.
The veterans who took part were just three out of the hundreds who went back to witness the celebrations. Many who wanted to go back were not in good health, as you can just imagine, they must now be in their 70's or 80's.
Our pak cik sailors did not play a part they played. Yes, they could be taken back, their health permitting, but it would've been a different kind of story.

I hope this will somehow help explain things.

Kak Teh said...

simah, salam ramadhan to you. Kak teh yang masak kanji setiap hari pun tak dapat seperti rasa yang kanji mak buat. Tapi, asalkan kanji. Harap Simah sekeluarga sihat. Kak teh jarang dapat pergi ke blog simah sebab selalu pc akan hang.

SimplyMas said...

Selamat Berpuasa Kak Teh! Masa-masa macam giniklah kita tak boleh berhenti mengingatkan betapa kita rindu sekali masakan spesial mak kita. Mas berdoa semoga Kak teh dapat berhari raya haji dengan keluarga. InsyaAllah Mas dapat berpuasa dna beraya dengan keluarga tahun depan...


Kak Teh said...

mamijarum, tu lah mak akan kata, nak makan baru teringat mak, kan? Tak laah, memang teringat mak selalu, TETAPI TERUTAMA sekali masa nak makan masakan Mak.

Hope you are well. Masih belum tengok your newborn. Insyaallah suatu hari nanti.

ZABS said...

Salam Kak Teh,

Baru seminggu dah 3 kali buat bubur lambuk. Rajin tu. Kalau dapat YES dari anak tentu ummph... punya kan.

Kami baru sekali je itu pun dapat dari Stesen Minyak Petronas, diaorang bagi percuma bila isi minyak pada satu waktu petang tu. Tapi tak sama macam resepi Bubur Lambuk isteri saya. Belum request lagi untuk dibuat. Tunggu masa yang sesuai.

Selamat menjalani ibadah puasa dengan penuh ketakwaan untuk Kak Teh dan keluarga.

Kak Teh said...

wmw, thank you very much. I dare not visit yr blog right now. Its always full of delicious food! :)

Zabs, kak teh rasa menjelang akhir ramadhan tidak lebih daripada lima belas kali kut! Memang kegemaran waktu berbuka dan sahur. Tak ada sapa yang akan membangkang. Macam mana agaknya bubur lambuk isteri Zabs? Boleh kongsi resipi?

Anonymous said...

Kak Teh
Basuh keropok sebelum goreng, but that is a sensible thing to do, innit? We do the same with ikan masin, don't we? Anyway, have you tried soaking keropok kering in hot water and bila dah kembang, masuk dalam sayur lodeh. That's how they do with tauhu kering.

Yalah, still in Kedah. Got unfinished business to attend to. Cannot just leave in the middle of it ... must see to its satisfactory conclusion. Hope we are able to return to Riyadh when this is over, and Selamat Bermoreh (UK kambing is so yummy especially after basuh dengan tepung, kan?).

Kak Teh said...

aMiR in Kedah, peristiwa kak teh goreng keropok sesudah basuh itu masih jelas dalam ingatan. Meletup-meletup keropok dalam kuali, dan kak teh lari lintang pukang and this has become the joke of many friends and foes.

anyway, I know abt keropok yang direndam dan dibuat sayur. tapi tak pernah pulak buat.

Anonymous said...

Kak Teh
I hope you didn't do that(basuh keropok)in front of dear mum-in-law. A plus point is that is a telling sign that you're a stickler for cleanliness.

Unknown said...

Selamat berpuasa Kak Teh...lamabat ek saya ni...

Kak Teh story about food tu terus saya jadi terliur ni...

And mak saya sampai hari ini will ring me up for bersahur walaupun saya sebenarnya sudah berada di dapur..itulah kasih ibu kan Kak?

Hmmm...kak, I've tagged you. Please visit my blog ya.

Anonymous said...

hej! kak teh
hope not too late to wish you and family a blessed ramadhan el-mubaraq. may the holy month bring you and family peace and happiness.


IBU said...

huwaaaa.... i miss my mommy too!!!

Allan Yap & Nigel A. Skelchy said...

Kak Teh, I think I'm going to give your Bubur Lambuk a whirl. ;-) Not having tasted it though, could you tell me if it should be as lemak as say, Curry Laksa? Or should it be thinner in consistency? Regarding the santan I mean? ;-)My Mum makes a mean "chook" and this looks like a yummy alternative. ;-)

Allan Yap & Nigel A. Skelchy said...

How rude of me...Selamat Berbuka Puasa Kak Teh :-)

Kak Teh said...

aMiR in Kedah, oh no, my MIL was long gone when I entered the scene. I dont think she'd be very impressed with my culinary skills or lack of it.

Raden G, wow Mak masih telefon untuk sahur!! How lucky you are. Enjoy yr mak while she is still in good health.

danial ma, thanks for the wishes and thanks for the visit. I went to your blog too youknow!

Kak Teh said...

ibu, dont we all!! as someone said - especially when we think of food. Air tangan mak tak akan sama dengan orang lain, kan?

allan & nigel, thanks for the visit. I dont think you should make the bubur lambuk too lemak. I always prefer it to be medium lemak. sprinkle some daun sup to bring out the flavour!

Anonymous said...

kak teh: hej!
thanks for dropping by at my blog...:), but your blog really interesting...cheers!

Theta said...

Kak Teh,
Your stories on Mak never cease to amaze me.
It makes me feel grounded.
Thanks for sharing.

Mulan said...

salam kak teh.. ramadhan kareem to u & family..

i miss my mum, i miss my mum..!!!

thanx for sharing the recipe.. yumm yumm.. kena try ni..

Kak Teh said...

danial ma, thanks for the compliment. Do come by again.

theta, at least you are now at home and can see her frequently. Pray that I can go back this raya haji.

mulan, salam ramadhan to you and family too. Do give the bubur a try.

ilene said...

So terrible of us to remember our mums only when come to food! Just joking! Mothers are the most dearest to us just as our children are to us too.

After so many years of growing up in Malaysia, last year was the first time I had bubur lambuk when one of the bosses offered to buy for me to try. He sent his driver to the masjid at Kampung Baru, KL where they said they serve the best bubur but the queue was horribly long.

You know something, I always put on extra kilos during fasting month as I just can't resist all those kuih muih being sold in the evenings especially the cucuk udang! oooops...soli eh, engkau carried away.

ilene said...

Aiyoh Kak Teh, thought I should let you know that, since you have posted a photo of Nurin on your blog, DNA tests carried out confirm that the body of the child found murdered and stuffed into a bag is that of Nurin. What a way to die. The psychos stuffed cucumber and brinjal into her private parts, shaved the hair at the forehead and some more don't know what they did to her teeth! tau apa nak capak sekarang! My sympathy and heartfelt condolence to the family of Nurin.

Kak Teh said...

ilene, u put on weight during fasting month?? aiyaaa!!

and on a sadder note, yes, it is very sad. Thm onster is still out there. But not for long. The lynch mob shd be out looking for him/her.

Unknown said...

Hi zaharah, Salam ramadhan from a friend in Jakarta. My first time reading your blog. Miss the london days and our solat terawih at Malaysia hall. Glad to know your mum is well, so is mine, as well as an 88 yr old can be. However, thank God they are still around. Wonder what we'd be like at that age? the thot scares me. Do keep in touch

Kak Teh said...

How I've missed you? Ke mana kau hilang menyepi??? Masih di Jakarta? I missed our gila-gila days together, our chit chats - our conversations without any endings, our never realised plans, yes, an indeed our terawikhs together at Malaysia Hall. In short, I miss you. Pls be home in malaysia when I am there . Maybe end of the year?
My Mak is so , so. Alhamdulillah she is not too bad. Pls email me..same address.

Anonymous said...

Adikku, aku tahu
Maki hamun bukan bahasamu
Bukan juga dusta dan nista
Kerana pekertimu mulia
Namun aku bisa rasa
Apa yang engkau rasa
Peri durjananya manusia
Lebih buruk daripada haiwan
Lebih jahat daripada syaitan
Inilah iblis jadian
Manusia tiada bertuhan.

Kalau engkau berduka lara
Jauh di rantau di bumi orang
Bagaimana aku di bumi ibunda
Yang semakin hambar dan pincang?

Malaysia bukan macam dulu lagi
Bala turun silih berganti
Pemimpin bercakap tidak berhenti
Setelah anak kecil dibunuh mati.

Aku benci aku tak peduli lagi
Pemimpin murahan tabur janji
Bila anak-anak sudah mati
Mereka berikrar tidak terperi
Justeru aku bartanya
Apakah ini "Islam Hadhari"
Atau manifestasi hipokrisi?

Bumi ibunda ini sudah melarat
Anak engkau dan aku tidak lagi selamat
Engkau dan aku bisa jadi mayat
Mangsa penjenayah penjahat laknat.

Apakah ini bala
Kerana kita mempersenda agama
Memberinya gelaran pelbagai nama
Kerana mahu berkuasa dan perkasa?

50 tahun merdeka
Anak-anak kecil mati dinoda
Pencuri perompok merata-rata
Negara ibunda neraka dunia.

Maka adikku
Jika engkau marah
Hatimu berdarah
Bayangkan kami
Di bumi ini
Ke mana mahu lari?

Daripada apa?
Kalau anak kecil bisa dinoda
Janji pemimpin berjela-jela
Tetapi hasilnya tiada
Janji tinggal janji
Kami dibunuh mati
Di bumi kami sendiri
Yang konon hadhari.

Maka sepertimu
Aku juga benci
Aku juga mahu caci maki
Tetapi apakah padanya ada erti
Apakah kedurjanaan akan berhenti
Dan Zurin akan hidup kembali?

Aku tidak tahu lagi
Aku tidak mengerti lagi...

Kak Teh said...

Abang Malaya,

Betul kata Abang Malaya,
bahasaku bukan mencaci cerca,
maki hamun ku tak biasa juga,
tapi ku rasa sungguh tak berdaya,
seharian duduk sumpah menyumpah
sudah mula kehilangan arah,
mana nak dituju perasaan marah,
siapa yang patut disalah?

Abang Malaya,
Syaitan apa yang bermaharaja lela,
tak kenal kesian sesama bangsa,
tak takut Tuhan yang maha esa,
mengambil anak kecil menjadi mangsa?

Abang Malaya,
Jauh dekat tak ada bezanya,
sakit mu itu sakitku jua,
perit bagi mu perit juga ku rasa,
hendak menjerit pada siapa?

Sungguh zalim dan sungguh kejam,
memperkosa anak berbagai macam,
bolehkah tidur siang dan malam,
kalau ditangkap patut direjam!

Abang Malaya,
Apakah abang sudah lupa,
tanah air mu tanah air ku juga,
di sana masih ramai sanak saudara,
di sini ku bimbang tidak terkira,
syaitan iblis bermaharaja lela.

sedih dan sayu rasa di hati,
si anak kecil tak senyum lagi,
si anak kecil tak bangun berdiri,
dengan adik dan kakak tak berlari-lari,
ibu bapa berduka tidak terperi.

Datang Pak menteri terus bersuara,
mengugut siibu dan bapa juga,
anak sendiri tak pandai jaga,
jadi nak masukkan ke dalam penjara?

entahlah Abang Malaya,
kering sudah air mata,
sesak nafas, sesak dada,
setiap kali membaca berita.

Abang Malaya,
Kita tak mampu berputus asa,
pemergian Nurin jangan sia-sia,
dengan berkat Tuhan yang esa,
akan ditangkap iblis bertopeng manusia.

Demi Nurin kita berdoa,
Demi Nurin kita bersama,
sokong dan bantu ayah bondanya,
jangan Abang Malaya berasa hampa,
Demi Nurin, Abang Malaya!!

Anonymous said...

Dear Kak Teh
Assalammualaikum & Salam Perkenalan. Stumbled upon your blog and found that it makes interesting read, like I've known you all these while...then when I read of your tudung-wearing dilemma, i said to myself, she might be a Kedahan, the way you quoted your mum speaking,then when I read your article of mak & Ramadhan..that's it..Confirmed. Where in Kedah is your family coz I'm from Alor Star. Take care

Kak Teh said...

inasyah, laaaa, memang kak teh dari alork stark!! nak kak teh lama dah tak dok di alork stark sebab tak dak orang nak jaga dia di sana...dia dok di Bangi la ni.
Kak teh orang lorong ayark putih. Inasyah dulu sekolah mana? Kak teh pi convent, lepaih tu pi SAHC.thanks for reading my ramblings.