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Kenangan Di Rantau Abang was one of my favorite songs when I was just eight, nine or so. I got so emotional in a child-ish way just imagining the hamparan permaidani indah, lirik-melirik permata nilam ku gelisah. I remember asking my Mom what it meant because I had a suspicion that the gentleman Rafeah Buang was missing in this song was about to marry somebody else in Rantau Abang! Mom hushed me up saying that it was none of an eight-or-nine-year-old business.
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And when Sheila Majid sang this song in her Sheila-Majid-ly way, I was about 15 or somewhere there. It was love at the second sound the second time around. Still I had the suspicion about the permaidani and permata nilam. But by then, after many many visits to Dungun, Paka, Kuala Trengganu (for Bintang RTM recording) and to Rantau Abang… I knew how easy it was for one to get oneself a mustika kalbu – or two – whenever one visited Trengganu. Men from the east coast were charmers.
Are they still?
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Kenangan Di Rantau Abang
Rafeah Buang
Angin malam lalu
Membawa pesan dari
Mustika kalbu
Nyiur nan melambai
Bulan nan mengambang
Hati kini terdampar
Di Rantau Abang
Di sana ku melihat
Hamparan permaidani indah
Lirik melirik permata nilam
Ku gelisah
Ku tanya pada malam
Bintang bertabur mengapa suram
Hatiku resah dan merindu
Di Rantau Abang
Questa è Enida 
Salam Enida
Have been a silent reader for a very long time! Seronok baca your coret-coretan. Here’s wishing you and family a blessed Ramadhan and looking forward to reading more of your coret-coretan. Take care.
There you are Afiza! Salam to you too.
Oh thank you ever so much for reading. *blush blush* I truly appreciate your visits and time to leave me a comment today. It’s a big boost, I tell ya. How are you doing, dear? Hope everything is going well and you are surrounded by the excitement that Ramadhan always brings.
Puasa is going to be interesting here in Moscow as the sun doesn’t set until close to 9pm (sunrise is shortly after 6am). But the hours will be compensated by the cooler weather lately as the summer is saying dasvdanya (Russian for ‘until next time’). Perhaps the only thing I will miss is… a neighbor to bertukar-tukar sepiring kueh with! 🙂 Hmmm… Ramadhan and Syawal always bring us back to our childhood kan?
Anyway, keep on clicking on Enida. You betcha… I’ll write when I can. Come rain, shine, snow, fasting or feasting!