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Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Chenta Oh Chenta

When I rang my mother last Monday, she told me that everyone is at home except my fourth sister.She balik Kelantan,beraya with the laki and the laki's family.I wonder how she must felt on that raya day,far far away from our lot.

My sister nan sorang ni married a Kelantanese some years ago (tak hingat lah tahunnya) after few years of berchenta.For some reasons,my sister nan sorang ni seems to attract Kelantanese men rather than men frm other states.Her first admirer is also a Kelantanese guy who is better looking than her laki now.But kesilapan mutlak the first Kelantanese guy is bergerak macam siput babi.He would tell the whole world that he minat my sister but my sister herself.That gaves the biggest ruang for the second man,who is also not bad looking.So, you the first guy, siapa suruh lambat-lambat tackle?

When they started dating, my sister was doing her Matrixs in UM and this man,no pun intended,did not even have SPM qualifications.Not that it matters.He was working as a waitress in this gerai my sister frequented.So pandang-pandang,jeling-jeling,ayat ayat and in the end the become friends.But according to my cousin yang sama belajar with my sister,my sister benci kat him at first.Ni kes adalah order lain,dapat lain,and you knowlah,some gerai man sometimes cannot accept that they salah take order.They will say, eh,memang you order yang sekian-sekian...but as orang tua kata, benci membenci membawa bahagia.

The man,work his way up to be with my sister, ye lah...with a father like ours, jangan kata jantan,lembu pun takut nak masuk meminang.I suspected that my sister must have feeding him with information of our family and being a man he is,rather than cintaku hanyut dilautan sepi, he work very hard to improve his life.I don't think he is uneducated by choice.He came from a very poor family from 'Jajahe Tumpak' and the first thing in this young man's mind when become mature is to 'carik pitih untuk menyaro kuargo kawe'.And so he did.So young and he does many many job.

He travelled from one state to another and in the end landed in Bangsar, where they both set eyes on each other.They dated for 5 years.So many things achieved in 5 years,my sister graduated and become English Teacher, he enrolled himself in a Kelas Malam doing some studies and now become an Office Man, doing office work, or course, better money than waiting the gerai.

Then come the time where he need to be introduced to our father.So my sister hatches a plan.My father is so pantang pompuan bawak lelaki balik.By this time, all of us already known this man and help them (he and sister) to pave a way to see our father. My father at that time, tak tahu langsung kewujudan this man,and my sister started feeding some info to my mother so that she could transmit info 'apa-apa yang patut' kat telinga orang tua garang tu.

My poor sister draw a direction map for this man to look for my father's house.And he went looking.When he arrived at my father's, he terkantoi gila because my father tengah menyiram bunga.My father with voice like petir,Awak cari siapa? This poor young man dengan terketar-ketarnya,tah mana dia dapat script yang tak dirancang, Oh, saya kawan si Anu-Anu.You must have thought that he would claimed to be a friend of my sister, yakni, his girlfriend.Oh, tidak kawan-kawan.This man tercakap yang he is my brother's friend.Apa motif dia cakap dia kawan my brother,kami pun tatau.

My father pulak takde decorum,Oh, dia takde.Ada janji nak jumpa kat sini ke? By the time the 2 man exchanging words, my younger sister yang mulut takde pagar tu pulak keluar and tegur, Oh..Abang ni kawan Kak Teh ye....Lagilah that young man terkantoi, not to mention, malu besar.

My father at this point,dengan berbekalkan sikit information from my mother, ajaklah dia masuk and memulakan his temuduga session.The rest is history.

Let me tell you about my father.He may look like or make out the impression that he is garang nak mampos, but he is indeed a lembut hati man.He told me that he was touched by that man humbleness. I ask that man,hey, bapak I tanya you soklan apa, to qualify you jadik menantu dia? My sister's boyfriend said, Oh...your father only tanya if or not I hisap dadah, whether or not I pandai kerja kebun and I sekolah mana.

Tu aje ke? The fact that this man takde SPM does not mean anything to my father (tapi,kalau kitorang yang tak pass SPM, harus dibunuh kot) My father only want his future menantu to come from family yang baik-baik,tak hisap dadah and ada agama.

Then came the rombongan meminang.This man families from Kelantan, never had to travel far from Kelantan to pinang anak orang.Because their family only marry the Kelantanese.So my sister is the furthest.I wasn't there but my younger sister yang CNN story mory kat I yang,masa the meminang,both parties, the man's father and my father is like ayam and itik.They both tak paham each other.The man's father speak only Kelantan words...when my father speaks, he only replied 'Hoh la'..'Hoh la'

My penyibuk aunties insisted that my sister marry in full of adats.Not that we are pure Negeri Sembilan pun.In fact, none of us are.My father is from Kuala Kangsar, and my mother came all the way from Sumatera.But because this is a first marriage ceremony in the family,ikut adat pun ikut adat lah...whatever that mean.

Then came the masalah bahasa lagi.Melopong the comrades-comrades from Kelantan tu bila masa the akad nikah...At the mosque, proper ayats were recited and the Imam read from a book, 'dan takutlah kamu kepado Tuhan kamu dengan setakut-takutnyo, sesungguhnyo, Dio lah yang etc etc...'

But in the end, mereka pun selamatlah diijabkabulkan.A week after, all of us pergi Kelantan to meet the other half of 'Jajahe Tumpak'.My sister was already there.She was so excited to see us.The first thing she told my mother, Ateh tak paham apa diorang cakap....Yes, everybody cakap Kelantan.

My sister told us of some embarassing incidents with the kampung folklore.When they came the house to see her, of course lah they will call her 'Mek'...Eh..Mek..mu gotu..go ni..brok brek brok brek....and my sister dengan confidentnya, still unconscious yang they all were referring her as 'Mek' teruslah jawab..Mek (the Man's mother) ada di dapur.

The man (hereinafter called My Brother In Law) families are nicest people.They will hidang you makan sampai you mabuk...belana-belana...make make..seleke...seleke...

But I know my sister is so not looking forward to balik Kelantan.First there is 8 hours of car journey with anak like Spiderman.Then, the language barrier that she until now tak paham.

But I know this raya is a must for them to balik Kelantan, because of the newborn baby, yang wajib tayang in the Jajahe Tumpak.

So,bersabar sajalah ye, Ateh oiii...

Salam.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hmmm.. susah jugak ekk orang nogori nak bersatu ngan oghe Kelate. Adat tu dah lah lain, walaupun nama Melayu,kan? Pulak tuh dialect Kelate kalau terlalu pekat, memanglah dok kat situ tak tahu gapo satu!

Tapi satu lah kan... orang pompuan Nogori & Kelate ni banyak kuasa jugak, ye tak?? Nogori dengan Adat perpatih yg memihak kepada pompuan dan Kelate businesswoemn ramai yaamatz!

Mak dinch hui kalau kuarga u ols kuat dgn Adat perpatih u ols.

Tapi seronok jugak kalau dah lama tak jumpa sanaks edara, bila time raya..semua berkumpul dan berborak..catch things up kaedahnya.. in my case, maybe not so bad not going home sebab tammo diorang tanya mak soklan cepumas ittew! :P

p/s anak buah u ols yg spiderman ittew umur dah berapa tahun???? Spiderman katanya LOL

Anonymous said...

ahahah, sungguh lucu entry ni. but, i bangga sebagai kelantanese. walaupun i mmg lahir kat kelantan dan dok sana...tapi still ada words kelantan yg i tak paham, lebih2 lagi kalo jumpa org2 yang kat kampung dalam2. start sekolah menengah, dah sekolah kat luar kelantan sampailah masuk u...tapi, kalo jumpa org kelantan atau balik kelantan....wajib ckp kelantan...nnt org kata sombong plak

Anonymous said...

Yoohooo!!
I'm oso from 'Tupak!
Blog mu menceriakan hariku.
Thanks.
-SA

mamaman said...

mati lah aku dok gelak mak aji punya tulisan nie...
thanx for brightening my ngantuk self at my office...

izzet said...

kelakar gile..belana..belana..

org kelate mmg mcm tu,tak kaya harta pun,budi bahasa tinggi,akan hidang u makan...sampai u muak2