You Dont Have To Suffer Alone

Being kaypoh or busybody is not my forte or even in my dictionary. However, I rather put it as being concern although to some it may come across as being a nosy-parker.

I blew my top this evening and to tell you the truth, it wasn't a good one since I was already doggone tired after a hard day at work.
Every evening, I have to pass by the midst of people lingering at the pasar malam near my area. It has been my daily routine to pass by that route to get to the staircase, cross a little road and I would reached my block of flat.

While walking, I noticed a 20-something Malay girl running towards me and behind her was another guy who came and grabbed her neck by the elbow. My first thought was.."lover's intimacy..they were playing catching..etc"

But what came next wasnt a pretty sight. As I walked nearer to them, I realised they girl was crying badly (obviously) and begging the guy to let go. At that moment of time, I just stared at the couple and when I looked around, people were also in shock to see what was happening. No one dared to stop him.

Now, I am a scaredy cat to begin with. However, what I witnessed right in front of my eye is something that I cannot retaliate. I stopped and told the guy(a**hole) to stop. Now, I was just few metres away from him and you can imagined how I trembled when I did that. My main concern is the girl's safety.

He shouted back saying that I shouldnt interfere in his affair.. Bak pepatah Melayu, "hal rumahtangga orang jangan masuk campur"

To the public I may passed off as someone kaypoh whatsmore with me in tudung, I can easily labelled as Makcik Kaypoh. Yes, I agree. But whatever shitty problems a couple may have, does that give them a chance to abuse their partner/spouse...?? In public that is..?! Now, my dear friends & readers, I am not a Man -Hater but I am definitely someone who cannot tolerate men who physically abused children, animals and in this case women.

I told him off three times to let the girl go and even contemplate in telling him that I will call the police. At that point of time, I knew we already attracted some attentions from the passer-bys. My body trembled with anger and I stopped.

I walked back home, controlling my tears. Upon reaching, the husband asked why when he saw my face. I told him what happened and teared. It was really a heart-wrenching episode for me as my heart went out to that poor girl.

No one deserves to be treated like that. No one at all. I dont know whether what I did was right but all I know is that, I cannot stay quiet about it.

Its only right for me as a woman to help another woman.