WITNESSED BY THE MOON, THE STARS, THE BREEZE AND THE GOLDEN FIELD.

 Kuala Pilah Town

Allah the most loving, the most kind and the most merciful. Thank you Allah for giving us this daily rice, for allowing us to sip your water and to breathe your air for free. It is the manifestation of Your profound love for us.

Ya Allah the following episodes were very well in your knowledge and I am just trying to relive and give them a flashback of what I can remember. It started sometime back during our late Brinsford days. During those late Brinsford days, we were left on our own. The college belonged entirely to us. Our seniors had long gone back to their own homes in Malaya then. They were then qualified teachers . They were teaching in various schools throughout the country. This meant those who had girlfriends and  sweethearts who were seniors were left without one. And likewise those who had boyfriends and sweethearts who were seniors were also left alone, counting the minutes, hours, days and the months that we would also be back in Malaya.

It was during this time that I tried to match make my very close friend with also my close friend whose boyfriend a handsome Chinese boy was already back home in Malaya then. I was telling myself that it would be very wasteful if  this lovely and sweet girl from the same state as mine, we were from Negeri Sembilan, would be possessed by this Chinese boy. This feeling of wastage on my part prompted me to pair Addusani the handsome Pekan Tua boy, with Azmahani the Negeri Sembilan girl. Somehow or rather, both of them tended to like each other. It was quite simple as Addusani was very handsome. He was the darling and heart throb of many girls in college. But somehow he did not concentrate on their interest in him. So he was himself all alone, except for me and a few others who were his close companions, very much the opposite  of me who tried very hard to harness girls' interest in me but I never had the fancy of any girls. Poor me!!! Sometimes I really  envy Addusani's lucky charms.

I sensed Addusani's interest in Azmahani, and witnessed the response from Azmahani as well while we were  still in college. It was quite understandable. Azmahani had been left alone for many moons now. During the flight home to Malaya I specially chose a cosy seat beside a partition at a corner in the plane and asked them to snuggle themselves in the seat. They must have revealed their affections to each other for the entire length of the flight until the plane landed in Kuala Lumpur International Airport, after which we bade each other good bye and left for our beloved homes which we had left for two solid years. That ended the episode of this part of the reminiscent flashback. However, if my effort to match this pair together did not work out I  do not know who Addusani would take as a life partner. Would he choose a fellow Brinsfordian or would he fancy other girls I would not dare to prophesies.

We were then busying ourselves for the preparation of our posting to various schools as full pledge trained teachers. So each was with his or her own problems to solve then. We did not communicate with each other until we were fully settled and started to deliver our responsibilities as new and young energetic teachers. Then the situation was different. There was no hand phones. There was no computer. Thus there was no Internet web communications. It took time to write out letters. It was quite a bother to go to public phone booths to  contact  each other by phones. Thus we were left entirely on our own, without any news from each other.

Abu Aman Bachik: Walking down the memory lane at TBS Tampin, 10 Feb 2013.

Suddenly out of the blue a black Morris Minor stopped in front of my house in Air Mawang. Out came a man shouting out my name,'Abuuuuuu'.  It gave me a shock of my life. For there I behold was Addusani and out of the drivers side out came Arman. They came all the way from Kuantan.  They did not inform me before hand that they were coming. It was fasting Ramadhan month. The two of them were posted to teach in the same school in Kuantan.

After a short greetings, we boarded the Morris Minor, and headed to Kuala Pilah. We booked a room in a lodging house in KP. We rested there for some time, refreshed ourselves. Towards evening  we travelled to Batu Kikir (BK). There at BK was waiting Azmahani at her brother's house. Oh, only then did I know that Addusani had made an appointment  with Azmahani. Oh yes they were wanting to relive and refresh their unfinished encounter snuggled in the cosy seat of the plane, on our way back from Brinsford Lodge. Now I was beginning to get a clearer picture. Was I so backward not to perceive this before this. That out of the blue Addusani and Arman appeared in front of my eyes in Arman father's Morris Minor was indeed a very pleasant surprise as well as there was a mission for Addusani to accomplish. Oh how naive was I.

We spent the whole evening in her brother's house. Her brother was a teacher too. So we had quite a lot in common to discuss and talk about. Although, we were not of the same generation we could talk many common things of the same interest. We had a hearty meal during breaking fast time although we were not fasting, for on the way to BK we stopped at a rambutan stall by the road side, bought some bunches and ate in the car. Such was our antics, little or no respect at all for the Ramadhan Month. Blatantly we were defying the sermon of the Prophet and Allah's command. Such infidels were we then. To top this disrespect for Ramadhan Al-Mubarrak, we conveniently forwent the daily five times prayers. Oh Allah we seek your pardon. Please forgive our sins oh The most Merciful, The most Loving  and The most Kind.

The time then was almost twelve mid-night. The breeze was getting cooler. The moon was shining very brightly, except occasionally veiled by the passing night cloud. The day was getting late. The eyes were getting sleepy. It was time to send Azmahani to her house. She was staying quite a distance away from her brother's place, which was just outside the village BK town. So after thanking her brother for such a hospitality and reception we bade him farewell. After saying the final good-bye, we sent Azmahani to her abode.

When Arman stopped the car just in front of the junction to her house, Addusani sent her half way  to her house which was on an island surrounded by vast padi fields in Serting Hilir. It was here midway in the padi fields, witnessed by the bright moon, the stars, the cool breeze and the golden rice fields Addusani pronounced his heart of love to Azmahani, in the cool lovely blissful night. I believe the heavenly words  "I love you" were  exchanged and might be kisses were smacked in the black darkness of the night. Thus witnessed by the natural surroundings of Serting Hilir, in the soft light of the beautiful moon two hearts were tightly bound in the heavenly word of love. Thus Addusani and Azmahani are lovers until now.

The way to Batu Kikir

So began another episode of the couple's lifelong journey together. For after a couple of months afterwards, Addusani sent his entourage to bind and seal their love of each other with an engagement. Rings of love were exchanged. This happened sometime in April. And before the year ended, their wedding ceremony were held. Thus Addusani and Azmahani were legally wedded. They  live happily together to this very day. They are blessed with only a couple of children one boy and a girl. They are bestowed with three grandchildren, a pair by the daughter and a boy  by the son, however. I am perplexed  at how and when did Addusani accumulated enough money to get married so soon. He, however, was already working before he went to Brinsford Lodge

I am very happy for them and they are  my very best of friends until today. What makes me the happiest is, I saved Azmahani's iman and akidah intact. Had she been possessed by the Chinese boy who is a Christian, there would be a great possibility that her iman and akidah would be shaken. Oh Allah thank you for helping me to protect my sister's believe in Islam, Your most beautiful religion. If she pursued her dream to be with the Chinese boy too, there would be a great possibility, she would be disowned by her family. Her late father, I learnt later, was a very learned religious personality in BK.

 aab0823.............16022013 a day after our second book project  gathering...putra heights.