The Compassion of Uncle Ah Huat (THE MALACCAN WHO TRULY DESERVES A DATUKSHIP!!!)

(This story is a lesson for our politicians from all parties who are thinking only about their survival and fat, bloated, corrupt bellies. Learn from poor, selfless, UNCLE AH HUAT)

This is Misnah, the homeless lady (a Malaysian citizen) I wrote about here and here and here.

I hope she is doing ok. When we took her to a nice lady's house for the night, she looked quite worried about her companion, Bulat here. I drilled into YB Saari that the two had been together for 3 years now and they were each other's comfort and he must HELP THEM GET MARRIED, AND GET THE MAN A JOB! The man used to work as a security guard for many years until he lost his job. She sweeps the walkway where they sleep to earn the right to use the water pipe there for her washing. As she is a litte childlike, she bathes in full view of the ogling buggers (ie gatal males). She is 44. I learnt that she has 3 kids, all grown but she has no idea where they are.


This sweet old man is Uncle Ah Huat (he gave me his full name, but I forgot!).

He was hovering nearby when I came to check on Misnah earlier in the afternoon. He looked quite protective and asked me what I wanted. I asked him if he was also homeless. He said no, and then broke into a big smile and said, "awak datang itu hari ke?".

I said yes, I was trying to get help for the two. He said "orang UMNO ada datang, tapi dia mau bawak welfare, saya cakap ini adik kena pukul sana, jadi dia kasi 100 ringgit lepas itu pergi."

I asked who he was to them. He told me he was Malaccan, living in a flat in Wangsa Maju.

"Saya sudah lama kenal ini adik, dulu kecik-kecik dia jual kuih dekat rumah saya, tolong nenek."

"Lepas itu nenek dia mati, dia jadi tak betul, dia lari...saya jumpa dia sini."

" Saya kenal adik-beradik dia." (her family didn't want her, according to her)

"Saya hari-hari datang sini (jalan kaki, people...and Wangsa Maju Sek 2 is not dekat!!) bawa dia orang beras sama minyak (I can tell you from the way his clothes looked, he was not well off)."

"Saya tolong dia buat api tepi jalan, kasi dia masak...dia tak pandai."

" Saya dulu itu boy scout, jadi saya tau la buat api....saya sudah booking ini tempat untuk dia... hari-hari saya buat api dia boleh masak...kalau hujan saya tolong tutup atas."

His wife died two years ago. He wanted to take Misnah in, but his kids "bising sampai saya pening kepala, saya mau tolong dia orang pun susah".

I told him that the same night, I was coming with a local ADUN see about them And he was happy but he couldn't be there because "saya kena sembahyang ini malam, saya sudah janji bini sebelum mati, saya sembahyang untuk dia...macam orang Islam baca itu Koran la."

I asked him what was in the plastic bag he was carrying. "Ini sejadah saya beli untuk dia orang sembahyang. Saya simpan dekat saya punya rumah, takut kotor sini."

I wanted to cry at his his utmost kindness and concern. "Uncle masuk saja la Islam!"

"Bukan saya tak mau, tapi saya sudah janji bini saya mau sembahyang Cina untuk dia...macam mana?"

Uncle, you can rest now in your house. I hope Misnah and Bulat will be ok and spend the rest of their lives together in decent living conditions.

YB Saari, jangan lupa janji not to break them up!! He only wants a job, so he can kumpul duit and get married to her! (I think I must have told him one too many times...hahaha).

I have to go check on Misnah today, and Bulat...and also take Uncle Ah Huat to where Misnah is putting up for the moment (the house a wonderful singl, struggling mum, Nani), so that he knows she is safe!