Ah Mei and her brother were the only living members of her family, most of whom have been killed brutally or beheaded by the Japanese soldiers since they arrived in Malaya. It was the era of Japanese occupation of Malaya. Japan and China have been at war in their home countries but the Japanese brought their hatred over to Malaya. People of Chinese origin were beheaded or killed on sight.
The Chinese community that arrived in Malaya lived in kongsi's. Their homes were built close to each other and usually each clan would have one kongsi to itself. In Malay, kongsi means share. Amenities and resources were shared among the kongsi dwellers. The dwellings in kongsis had soil floor where business activities were carried out along with cooking and washing. Living quarters or more like sleeping bunks were built using wood, high above the floor.
Since the Japanese occupation, Japanese soldiers have ransacked the kongsi many times for supplies. They just come, grab supplies and leave, many a times killing some or most of the occupants. The kongsi dwellers lived in fear. Some of them joined the Malaya Communist Party or supported them on the sly. That made the Japanese more furious and raids were even more frequent these days.
Ah Mei looked outside again, while stirring the porridge in the pot over wood fire. These days, they could only afford one decent meal a day as supplies were dwindling. It was becoming more and more difficult for anyone to send supplies anywhere. The Malaya Communist Party moved in jungles and made it difficult to transport supplies. Whenever found, the MCP would confiscate the supplies. With the Japanese soldiers patrolling the towns and rubber estates, it was not easy to move around either. As she stirred the porridge, she spotted a lizard on the wall near the pot. Quickly, she shoo-ed the lizard away. Last week, one Pachiamma's child from the nearby estate died after eating some rice which had a dead lizard in it. The child was found dead in the morning, frothing from the mouth. Ah Mei made sure the lizard moved away from the porridge pot.
Just as she was about to cover the pot, she heard people screaming, from the kongsis close to the entrance. Fear engulfed her. Oh, no! Not another raid, she prayed.
Screams were getting stronger and there were sounds of things falling. There were lots of shouts as well - in Japanese. Another raid. The kongsi dwellings did not have doors. The only way is to hide on the bunk that is built to sleep on. Quickly, Ah Mei put out the fire on the stove and climbed up the sleeping bunk. She was an attractive 16 years old Chinese girl, who till the Japanese occupation, attended a Chinese school nearby the Kongsi. These days, she stays at home while her brother Ah Tong goes out to earn money, continuing their family business of supplies.
Sounds of heavy boots approached her door way. Ah Mei prayed that the falling night would help shield her hideout. The fire at the stove was almost out and Ah Mai didn't manage to light any lamp, so her kongsi was engulfed in darkness. On the sleeping bunk, there were some crates of canned products. Ah Mei hid behind them, hoping yet again that the soldiers would only grab the food stuff on the shelves in the kongsi and leave.
Two Japanese soldiers entered the kongsi - one had a gun another had a long sword. In the dark, Ah Mei saw the shining blade. The one with sword had a gunny sack over his left shoulder. It seemed to contain something - something was clanking inside. They had already taken something from other kongsis. The Japanese with sword started to run his sword on the shelf - cans of food started falling off the shelves. Ah Mei was shivering in fear. The Japanese exchanged some small talks. They stood in the middle of the kongsi, clearly unhappy seen from the way they did not pick up the fallen cans. Ah Mei curled up even more, behind the crates. That proved to be a mistake. As she curved her body, her back hit against a crate and it fell. In the silence of the night, it was deafening. The Japanese with the sword shouted something and immediately the other soldier jumped up the bunk. With his legs he kicked a few crates and there he saw a young Chinese girls cowering away from him. He turned and said something to the soldier on the ground, who replied something.
Next, Ah Mei felt a hand on her hair; she was dragged down the bunk. She started crying, pleading mercy in Chinese. That seemed to anger the soldiers even more. One of them kicked Ah Mei's shoulder as she kneeled before them. She wailed even louder. Then one of the soldiers grabbed her arm and dragged her to the stove. He took out a can of tea leaves and gave to her while pointing to the stove. They wanted tea. Ah Mei placed the pot with water on the earthen stove and added more firewood. Slowly the fire burned again and the water started boiling, all under the watchful eyes of the soldiers. She carefully poured some water into a chinaware teapot and then poured the water away. Then she put a couple of spoonful of tea leaves into the pot and poured hot water.
The lizard was back on the wall near the teapot. She was about to cover the teapot when the soldier who had a gun suddenly pushed her to the ground. Ah Mei knew that the worst nightmare was there. She tried to get up and run, but he caught her by her hair and yanked her back. She fell backwards. Not giving up, she tried to roll away towards the entrance but his hold was very powerful. The next few minutes remain as blurry memory in her mind. She remembered one of them unzipping his pants while saying something to his comrade. Then there he was on top of her, ripping her clothes off and then...pain. Ah Mei passed out and she had no idea for how long, but that night seemed endless with pain after pain and smell of male sweat above her.
General Yamauchi sat at his table and the first thing he saw was the message from Malaya. Another two soldiers - including one senior commandant, who was his favourite soldier, had died the previous day of food poisoning. They had gone raiding some kongsi and the next morning found dead, frothing in the mouth. General Yamauchi had cautioned his men against consuming local food and looks like the dead soldiers have disobeyed his orders. Sighing, the General crumpled the paper and threw it away. Now he needs to look for another senior commandant for Malaya.
