He lived in a small wooden house with attap roofing near the river and infront of Siti Aishah's house, he was alone...living his life with people's sympathy..
There was a 'putat tree' at the back of the house with flowers dangling beautifully and young shoots are great to go with gulai ikan temenung and sambal belacan.
That wooden house was dim and looks like rumah pak belalang..just a simple plain house with one door and window.
I don't know much about him..I was still small..I only knew his name as 'Chain'..
And one day, Abang Azam went to send him kuih and found his body lying cold on that timber floor..dying alone
No one knew what really happend ...all I could remember is the kuih and his house near the nipah trees.
Al-Fatihah
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