Pontianak

Hassan was a rice planter. His small hut was

filled with relatives and friends. They had come to

Hassans hut because his wife, Minah, was about to

give birth to their first child. Someone had made a

big kettle of coffee and some of the women had

prepared some cakes. So, they drank coffee, ate

cakes and chatted while waiting for the baby to be

delivered. As was usual with kampong folk in the old

days, a midwife was going to help Minah to deliver

her child.