Monday, October 7, 2013
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I looked at the ocean beneath us. Itwas a clear blue sky. The clouds formation was so beautiful like small clusters of candyfloss. I looked at the two young men sitting across from me. One malay caucasian and another indian. Raju smiled back at me, motioning towards Rafique sleeping soundly.I giggled. That boy can sleep through anything! Just almost an hour ago he had a panicked attack at the klia airport. Rafique was petrified of flying. Both his parents died in a plane crash when he was small, this , and further enforced through watching final destination. He had this notion that something bad would happen on a plane.
What had caused him to agree to this trip?
A lot and a lot of persuasion from raju and myself .
A call for help from a friend. Rafique was always a big softy if someone asked him for help. Plus, we asked for a sleeping pill from his doctor brother for precautionary measures. It took a lot of cajoling him when the plane took off from the ground!
I need to backtrack first to explain how this story began.
It started almost a year ago. The three of us was chasing after what we persumed at that time a pontianak in the forest near our village. That is how we met Melur and was literally transported into the world of bunian. She asked our help in finding her husband. Turned out her husband was human like us and that we weren't as different as them.
Well ok, if you minus out our greed for money, power , hate , envy , beauty and anger we could be the same as them.
The bunian, were peaceful people and they lived in their community in harmony.
And they were mischevous as well as they liked to wander into our world and they liked to tell stories.We met with pak pandir on our first adventure while searching for clues on Malek's where abouts.While trying to question him, pak pandir gave us the slip and jumped out the window, pretty agile for an old man.
Needless to say,we found Malek and reunited him and Melor.Like any feel good movie the two of them went back into the Bunian world through a portal . They left a thank you note for the three of us at the bark of a tree, signed Melor,Malik and baby Tajol.
Sad, and somewhat happy non the less we thought that would be the less time that we bumped into Melor.
A few says ago, Melor had came to the three of us through a dream.
She told us that one of her had entered into our world and had not returned for almost a week.
" Thats normal right? Your people do go into our world. Why are you concern?" asked Raju curioused.
"they never stay away too long. Remember i once told you that if we stay too long we can fall sick.our soul cannot absorb the negativity in your world."
"Who are we looking for this time?" asked Rafique .
" Badang ."
" BADANG?!" The three of us cried in unison.
" The strongest man alive, equal strength to Hercules himself! Of course we have heard of him! He's one of the popular fairytales that I read when I was a child!" cried Rafique excitedly. We all had read Badang story when we were small, how we squirmed when we knew that he had to eat what the genie had threw up to get his supernatural strength. How he had defeated the indian warrior Wadi Bijaya in a rock throwing contest.
But Rafique was the one that loves all this folk stories, from Nujum Pak Belalang, Si Tanggang , Puteri Gunung Ledang to Batu Belah Batu Bertangkup.
" that is why i need you guys to be in singapore"
What had caused him to agree to this trip?
A lot and a lot of persuasion from raju and myself .
A call for help from a friend. Rafique was always a big softy if someone asked him for help. Plus, we asked for a sleeping pill from his doctor brother for precautionary measures. It took a lot of cajoling him when the plane took off from the ground!
I need to backtrack first to explain how this story began.
It started almost a year ago. The three of us was chasing after what we persumed at that time a pontianak in the forest near our village. That is how we met Melur and was literally transported into the world of bunian. She asked our help in finding her husband. Turned out her husband was human like us and that we weren't as different as them.
Well ok, if you minus out our greed for money, power , hate , envy , beauty and anger we could be the same as them.
The bunian, were peaceful people and they lived in their community in harmony.
And they were mischevous as well as they liked to wander into our world and they liked to tell stories.We met with pak pandir on our first adventure while searching for clues on Malek's where abouts.While trying to question him, pak pandir gave us the slip and jumped out the window, pretty agile for an old man.
Needless to say,we found Malek and reunited him and Melor.Like any feel good movie the two of them went back into the Bunian world through a portal . They left a thank you note for the three of us at the bark of a tree, signed Melor,Malik and baby Tajol.
Sad, and somewhat happy non the less we thought that would be the less time that we bumped into Melor.
A few says ago, Melor had came to the three of us through a dream.
She told us that one of her had entered into our world and had not returned for almost a week.
" Thats normal right? Your people do go into our world. Why are you concern?" asked Raju curioused.
"they never stay away too long. Remember i once told you that if we stay too long we can fall sick.our soul cannot absorb the negativity in your world."
"Who are we looking for this time?" asked Rafique .
" Badang ."
" BADANG?!" The three of us cried in unison.
" The strongest man alive, equal strength to Hercules himself! Of course we have heard of him! He's one of the popular fairytales that I read when I was a child!" cried Rafique excitedly. We all had read Badang story when we were small, how we squirmed when we knew that he had to eat what the genie had threw up to get his supernatural strength. How he had defeated the indian warrior Wadi Bijaya in a rock throwing contest.
But Rafique was the one that loves all this folk stories, from Nujum Pak Belalang, Si Tanggang , Puteri Gunung Ledang to Batu Belah Batu Bertangkup.
" that is why i need you guys to be in singapore"
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