KICAP HABHAL

History of HABHAL soy sauce

How it all began ...

HABHAL was a famous saudagar kicap in Singapore till his demise. The acronym HABHAL stands for Haji Ahmad bin Haji Abdul Latiff, the son of Haji Abdul Latiff bin Hj Tambi - a renowned Ulama' Nusantara from Tengkera, Melaka. HABHAL was originally from Tengkera, Melaka. HABHAL married Nenek Amnah bt Hj Mohd Sharif of Banda Hilir and had 7 children - Zaini (1926/7), Zaiton, Saadah, Mahmud, Mohamad (1931), Tamby (1936) and Aishah (1937).

HABHAL was also the brand name of the founder's famous kicap (soy sauce) made in Singapore. According to Bapak, HABHAL bought kicap from a Chinese and then added his own ingredients to make HABHAL soy sauce. The initial premise was at Jalan Mangga in Geylang, Singapore. Bapak knew HABHAL and Amnah. We visited the place when we were kids. I still remember the place.

Zaini married Saadiah, both were schoolteachers. They had 2 sons - Mohd Jamil and Ahmad.

After HABHAL passed away ...

HABHAL passed away and his eldest son Haji Zaini replaced him in the kicap business in Singapore.  HABHAL's eldest son Cikgu Zaini took care of the HABHAL kicap business as its Director.

After Cikgu Zaini passed away ...

Cikgu Zaini passed away and his wife Cikgu Sa'adiah bt Buyong took over the business. She is from Kajang, Selangor but lives in Singapore. She is ~70 years old in 2016.

Bapak had written the address of Cikgu Sa'adiah's father, Hj Buyong Lenggang, on a small piece of scrap paper as shown below. This was probably when he was at Cikgu Zaini and Cikgu Saadiah's wedding. Bapak mentioned he went to Cikgu Zaini's wedding. Maybe Cikgu Saadiah's parents lived at Kg Sungai Merab in Kajang, Selangor.

Hj. Buyong Lenggang

Sutan 11, Kg Sungai Merab, Kajang
From Bapak's drawer at home in Minden Heights, Penang.

In 1981, the kicap manufacturing facilities were renamed Jalil Enterprise and operated at No. 8 & 8A Lorong Pemuda, Kg Melayu Majidee, Johor Bahru. Retired Cikgu Sa'adiah bt Buyong was in-charge of operations in Johor, but she lives in Singapore. Kicap HABHAL distributor in Singapore was AR Trading.

In 1982, the distributor was Hj Daud Jalok, who set up Shahidah Enterprise and sold kicap HABHAL, along with other products.

In 1985, HABHAL's son, Mohd bin Hj Ahmad (54) who lived at 134 Lorong Sarina, Singapore, placed an announcement in the ad column. He mentioned that Kicap HABHAL was produced since after WWII with the Reg. No. 62520.

Transfer of ownership

On 25 November 1986, Zara Foodstuff & Industries took over HABHAL's kicap business. It operated at No. 4 Jalan Tahana, Off Jalan Tampoi, __. The manager is Zolkifli bin Haji Lambak. Solicitors for Zara Foodstuff Industries & Habhal & Sons Trading were Abdul Raman Saad & Associates, Suite 1, 16th floor, Tun Abdul Razak Complex, JB.

Today, HABHAL soy sauce manufacturing is done by Zara Foodstuff Industries Sdn Bhd and operates from Johor Bahru, Johor.

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HABHAL'S SALTY (SOYA BEAN SAUCE)
CAP KIPAS UDANG

Ingredients (Ramuan):
Kacang soya
Karamel
Gula
Garam
Tepung
Bahan perasa
Bahan awet yang diluluskan

Minimum content: 645 ml
Made in Malaysia

HABHAL's salty soybean sauce, Cap Kipas Udang (prawn fan brand).
Manufactured by Zara Foodstuff Industries Sdn Bhd.
Zara Building,
No. 73, Jalan Langkasuka
80350 Johor Bahru, Johor.
Tel: 07-236 4404, 236 7157
Fax: 07-237 8400
www.zarafood.com.my

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Newspaper articles:

Jual telur ayam punca kejayaan Hj Daud
Berita Harian, 23 March 1982, Page 3
Haji Daud Jalok, tuanpunya Shahidah Enterprise merupakan wakil tunggal bagi pengedar kicap Habhal di Singapura.

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Berita Harian, 10 May 1982, Page 1

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Berita Harian, 21 June 1982, Page 1

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Berita Harian, 19 July 1982, Page 1

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Berita Harian, 2 August 1982, Page 1

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Berita Harian, 16 August 1982, Page 1

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Berita Harian, 7 April 1985, Page 1

Kami ingin menyatakan bahawa kami adalah pengeluar kicap 'Habhal' Cap Kipas Udang yang tulin. Kami telah menjalankan perusahaan ini sejak selepas Perang Dunia Yang Kedua di Singapura. Memandangkan permintaan bagi barang kami sungguh menggalakkan maka kami telah pun membuat pendaftara ke atas cap dagang kami dengan lambang 'Habhal' Cap Kipas Udang dengan bernombor pendaftaran 62520. 

Habhal's Cap Kipas Udang telah dibuat oleh Allahyarham Haji Ahmad bin Haji Abdul Lateef.  

Hanya pada akhir tahu 1981 kami telah memindahkan tempat perniagaan kami di Johor Bahru atas nama Jalil Enterprise di No. 8 & 8A Lorong Pemuda Kampung Melayu Majidee, Johor Bahru. Pekerja kami seramai 45 orang termasuk 5 orang kakitangan pengurusan. Kesemua pekerja-pekarja kami adalah orang Melayu yang berugama Islam.
Dengan ini juga kami membuat pengumuman bahawa wakil tunggal kami di Singapura bagi kicap 'Habhal' Cap Kipas Udang ialah Syarikat A.R. Trading yang beralamat di Unit #04-21 Ruby Warehouse Complex No. 8 Kaki Bukit Road 2 Singapura 1441. Nombor telefon: 7456358. Segala pesanan untuk mendapatkan barang-barang bolehlah dibuat dengan menghubungi kami. 

Dengan ini juga kami mengingatkan kepada para pengguna-pengguna supaya jangan terbeli barang-barang tiruan.
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Jalil Enterprise
No. 8 & 8A, Lorong Pemuda, Kampung Melayu Majidee, Johor Bahru

Peniaga didakwa miliki kicap tiruan
Berita Harian, 13 April 1985, Page 1

Pengurus syarikat Habhal & Sons
Encik Mohd bin Haji Ahmad (54)
134 Lorong Sarina

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Berita Harian, 14 April 1985, Page 1

Peniaga diarah beri bukti 'tidak sedar'
Berita Harian, 3 February 1986, Page 8

Encik See Kock Kwong (29) tidak sedar akan perkara tanda perdagangannya yang serupa dengan kicap Cap Kipas Udang dengan nama Habhal's keluaran Habhal & Sons.

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Berita Harian, 19 November 1986, Page 8

Peniaga setuju tak lagi guna nama Cap Kipas Udang
Berita Harian, 19 November 1986, Page 8

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Berita Harian, 23 November 1986, Page 2

1. Mulai dari tarikh 25hb. November 1986, Syarikat BUMIPUTRA, ZARA FOODSTUFF INDUSTRIS, beralamat di No. 4, JALAN TAHANA, OFF JALAN TAMPOI, KAWASAN PERINDUSTRIAN TAMPOI, 80350 JOHORE BAHRU akan MENGAMBIL ALIH PERNIAGAAN MEMBUAT, MEMPROSES serta MEMASARKAN KICAP HABHAL CAP KIPAS UDANG di seluruh SINGAPURA, MALAYSIA dan BRUNEI.
2. Dengan ini maka Syarikat JALIL ENTERPRISE tidak lagi menjadi pengeluar atau penjual kicap tersebut dan ZARA FOODSTUFF INDUSTRIES tidak akan bertanggungjawap atas segala masalah yang timbul di antara pihak pelanggan dengan syarikat JALIL ENTERPRISE selepas dari 25hb. November 1986.
3. PARA PELANGGAN diminta menghubungi ZARA FOODSTUFF INDUSTRIES jika ingin meneruskan dan membuat urusan perniagaan selajutnya.
4. Untuk keterangan dan maklumat yang lebih lanjut, SILA HUBUNGI ZARA FOODSTUFF INDUSTRIES di alamat tersebut di atas.

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Pengurus Besar
Zolkifli b Hj. Lambak
ZARA FOODSTUFF INDUSTRIES
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Solicitors for Zara Foodstuff Industries & Habhal & Sons Trading
ABDUL RAMAN SAAD & ASSOCIATES
Suite 1, 16th Floor Tun Abdul Razak Complex, Johore Bahru.

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Berita Harian, 30 November 1986, Page 3

Polis rampas kicap tiruan
Berita Harian, 11 April 1987, Page 1
- 5 brands & bottles of fake soy sauce vs the real Habhal soy sauce bottle

Two fined for faking a brand of sauce
The Straits Times, 22 April 1987, Page 10

HABHAL Story

Do you ever believe in miracles? I do. Let me tell you the story of the soy sauce (kicap, kichap) that bound an early settler's family, one that opened trade in early Singapore. This story covers Malacca, Johor, Sungai Buloh and Singapore. Here's the miracle story ...

Maktab Perguruan Kota Bharu, Kelantan

When I was a child of 11, my family lived in Pengkalan Chepa, Kelantan. Our house was in the grounds of Maktab Perguruan Kota Bharu, Kelantan. My father taught there as a lecturer. We lived in a bungalow, made by the British administration in Malaya, which was later occupied by the Japanese officers during World War II. When we moved into our house it was haunted and had bottles of alcoholic beverages strewn on the pangkin in one of the back rooms. We were told not to go near the big black bottles as they contained something HARAM (mostly whisky). The garage was messy and was also haunted. We didn't keep our car in there since it stunk of petrified corpses. The house was unoccupied for 24 years since the war ended in 1945; we moved in in 1969. The other bungalows also appeared haunted. Our nearest neighbour was Pak Cik Jamaluddin and his family. I got to know him and his family from my father. My father was fond of Pak Cik Jamaluddin and I wondered why. Pak Cik Jamaluddin was my father's uncle. I didn't know the lineage at that time back in 1969-1971 except that we were somewhat related.

Pak Cik Jamaluddin Hj Ali

Pak Cik Jamaluddin had a few kids who came over to our house for birthday parties and to play with us in the evening. I don't know how many kids he had. The ones I remember are Noni, Sabariah Faizah and Fuzi. There was a boy but I don't recall ever seeing him. Even if I had met him I can only remember someone with curly hair. Pak Cik Jamaluddin had a lovely fair wife whom I called Mak Cik. I don't know her name but she made pretty Hari Raya cookies and stacked them in bottles that filled the shelves in one room. For me, it was a child's dream to see that many Raya cookies made ahead of the festivities.

As kids, we all went to play on the field at the side of our house, near my bedroom window, and that of my parents. We played rounders in the shade of the coconut trees and climbed trees. The flame of the forest was a beautiful tree to climb. I can remember the evening breeze and it would pick up and the air would turn from cool to cold and I would run inside to keep warm, watching the other kids from my bedroom window.

Dr Sabariah Faizah bt Jamaluddin

Sabariah Faizah was a thin girl, like Twiggy. She was known to me as Faizah. She told me she had two names and I wondered why. I asked my mother why she had two names. Faizah was very different from the other kids I played with. She was a happy and noisy kid, a chatterbox and a tomboy. She showed me a photo when she was younger and lived in England. That photo has since stuck in my mind. I still can remember her standing next to a house in that photo. It was that photo that inspired me to study very hard so I too could go overseas and live overseas. Faezah spoke fluently, loud and clear. I could hear her voice when she approached our house to play. Sometimes I didn't have the mood to go out and play but when I heard her voice, I would jump up and go to the door to look for her. She would ask me to come out to play, "Mai lah, mai lah main." When my periods were heavy, I couldn't even walk properly, never mind going out to play and run with the boys. It was a turning point in my life. I was a big girl now. That was what our maid said but I was still my small girl frame. I had to refuse Faezah's call to come out and play when I had my period. It was a rather sad moment that I was transforming. I had to stay home because of my heavy periods.

After many weeks of not going out to play, I later heard that Pak Cik Jamaluddin was to be transferred out of Kelantan. I didn't know where he went. After he and his family left the Maktab quarters, the area around his house looked deserted and unkempt. The lalang grew so tall. There was once a young Malay couple who kena tangkap basah among the tall lalang near the garage, under the big tree (that reminds me of the movie, Summer '42). It was very sad when I looked in the direction of Pak Cik Jamaluddin's house from my bedroom window. That sadness went on for a long time, each time I remembered Pak Cik Jamaluddin and his family. Sometimes I would take a walk around his empty house and came home feeling a bit happier.

Moved from Kelantan to Malacca

Come 1 January 1972, I was shipped out to Malacca with my eldest brother Sharif and my elder sister Sharifah. We boarded the train from Wakaf Bharu in Kelantan and got off in Gemas. It was a dark cool foggy night and the street lamps had orange light that lit the space between the trees and the road. It was eerie and very frightening for me. I kept close to my brother, asking him, "Abang, kite nak pegi mane ni? Abang tau ke dekat mane rumah Mak Sarah?" My brother said he knew Malacca and how to get to our aunt's house but we got lost before we found transport to get to her place in Banda Hilir. I had to report for school that morning as instructed by our father. I didn't know why he had shipped us on the night of the first day of school in Kelantan. Kelantan schools opened on Sunday. I was in my school uniform when I travelled by train overnight to Malacca. I was supposed to report to the headmistress of my new school, Malacca Girls' High School (MGHS) at Durian Daun on Monday morning. It was a cruel but urgent transfer or I would have missed the first day of school at MGHS. My parents came to join us in Malacca in February. We lived at Maktab Perguruan Perempuan Melayu (MPPM) - another haunted house and haunted place. Pak Cik Jamaluddin was not in Malacca. I don't know where his family went.

Kolej Tunku Kurshiah (TKC), Seremban, NS

I later met Faizah at Tunku Kurshiah College (TKC) when I joined Form 4T in 1974. At first I thought it was the wrong person because she didn't look the same. But I kept track of her to see it she was the same Faizah I had known at Maktab in Kelantan. One day there was a grave news on campus and in the midst of it, there was this same mysterious girl. I looked at her features and listened to her voice. Yes! That's was the same girl I played with when we were much younger. I was overjoyed but she had her own group of friends. I kept to my group of friends and we drifted apart somewhat. I don't recall speaking to her at TKC. Maybe I did but I can't recall. I took the MCE in 1975 and then left TKC in May 1976 to go to Methodist Boys' School in Penang with (Prof) Asma Ismail and (Assoc Prof) Umi Kalthom Ngah, and then went to study in California for 6 straight years. Pak Cik Jamaluddin was nowhere near and unheard of. I wondered what happened to him and his family.

Bapak died in March 2009

My father died in Penang in March 2009. My elder sister cleared his drawer and saved all his loose-paper diary and jottings. She also saved his many pendrives. It was a good thing that my sister did not toss out anything from our father's belongings. I was in Penang 2 years after my father died. I went through some of his stuff, his pendrives and lots of papers from his drawer. Pak Cik Jamaluddin's photo was in my father's pendrive. It featured him and a group of Malaysians at his home in England. It must be in the early 1960's, about the same time Dr Ungku Omar was in England for his postgraduate studies. After going through some papers, I found a handwritten letter of gratitude and at the bottom was signed Jamaluddin Mohd Ali. I didn't know whether that was Pak Cik Jamaluddin. I decided to locate Faizah to see if that was her father. I wrote in my blog and in Facebook. Nothing positive came for a long time and I too forgot about trying to find out what was Pak Cik Jamaluddin's surname.

Dr Farid Abdull Wahab, A&E HUSM

One day, I received an email from Dr Farid (A&E USM). He informed me that Dr Sabariah Faizah was the Head of A&E at Sungai Buloh Hospital. I found it strange that Faizah would be in medicine. When we were kids we never spoke of becoming doctors. So I was a bit surprised and almost unsure whether I got the right person. I was given her handphone # and I SMS-ed her. True! It is the same Faizah! She's married and has kids. With that I surfed to see what she looked like. The Internet pictures showed a big lady and again my heart sank. Maybe it is not the same Faizah whom I knew. Maybe she was a different Faizah. I was very sad again as I was unsure. I forgot about her again.

Meeting again after 41 years

Yesterday (31 October 2012), I received a call from Dr Farid, A&E HUSM. He said there's someone who wanted to speak to me. It was Dr Sabariah Faizah! I almost fainted. Her voice was inaudible. However, she had informed me earlier that she would be coming to USM in April 2012. I had waited the entire month of April to see her but she did not show up as communicated in our emails. I had just returned to have lunch and received my books from the DHL courier service. I had ordered many copies of my book, in the hope to distribute them to faithful hands who would read my book. I could not meet with Faizah as I was too exhausted to get dressed and come to see her. I slumped in front of my laptop to write to my publisher (in Bloomington, Indiana, USA, despite the storm Sandy) that I had received 20 copies of my book. I decided to SMS Faizah later in the evening to see if there is a chance for us to meet up and to see for myself whether it is the same Faizah whom I had met when we were much younger. We agreed to meet up in USM the following morning, her last day in USM this time around. I kept hope all night that we could meet tomorrow.

Today, on Thursday, 1 November 2012, I made a prayer that I would get to meet a long lost friend, Faizah. I brought along 3 copies of my book (Research on the Early Malay Doctors) for distribution at my workplace. I placed them in my rattan basket (bakul rotan) since I no longer carry a backpack. I stopped by the library to deposit a copy of my book there and gave them my card after the staff requested my contact address. I then headed to the Dean's office to deposit a copy, but Prof Aziz Baba was away; he had gone back to his kampung in Malacca and would only be back on Sunday. I left a copy in the hands of a girl who knows a lot about my book from Penerbit USM and news of the book and its contents. I was very surprised that she would take so much interest in my writing but it made me happy to know that people like to read what I write. That is what I call active self-paced learning (by reading what you like). I then quickly headed down to A&E. Since I have not been to A&E for a long time, I forgot where the entrance door to that dept was. My husband Affandi showed me which doors to pass through and we got to the A&E dept just in time to catch Dr Farid. Dr Farid recognised me and I asked him, "Mana saudara saya?" He smiled and asked around his staff and replied she's gone. Oh! No! I missed her again. Actually, Faizah had gone upstairs to the exam venue, not off to the airport. Dr Farid walked us up to the second floor, taking the stairs instead of the elevator. As we turned to walk into the corridor, Dr Farid said to me, "There's Dr Sabariah Faizah." I didn't recognise her at first. He must be joking I thought. In the meantime, a lady ahead of us turned round and greeted us. She was Dr Sabariah Faizah, the same Faizah I had been looking for all these years (41 years to be exact). You wouldn't believe it! Faizah and I hugged each other. She was bigger and taller than me. I was very happy to see her again. The effort to meet up was worth it. I still have tears as I write you this post. It is a happy feeling indeed to be able to meet up with a dear friend. Now my tears have rolled down my cheeks and my eyes are all wet. Alhamdulillah, my wish to meet with her has been answered today. Allahu Akbar.

With Dr Sabariah Faizah at HUSM, Kubang Kerian, Kelantan.

Dr Sabariah Faizah bt Jamaluddin (Head of A&E, Hospital Sungai Buloh, Selangor) 

Faizah and I sat at BPSP (I don't know what the long name is) lobby, HUSM, while waiting to enter the exam vetting venue. I asked her how we are related. She said we are related through HABHAL, the soy sauce. I asked her how. She said Haji Ahmad (Haji Ahmad bin Haji Abdul Latiff or HABHAL) was Pak Cik Jamaluddin's uncle. I informed her that HABHAL married Amnah, my father's aunt. And that is how we are related. She asked to update my post at my blog. So that is the link between my family and her family, through the humble HABHAL soy sauce which her granduncle made. Isn't that lovely? It is a miracle that 2 close families can remain bound for so long just via that extraordinary soy sauce. Don't you think so? It feels really great to finally find this missing link in both our family trees and family history. Faizah may have more on the HABHAL story so you can ask her. Please serve HABHAL soy sauce (that's my father's request). I hope you will like this story and take the unassuming kicap seriously. I still don't know if HABHAL is connected to the reconstruction of Masjid Sultan in Singapore. I don't know if Faizah still has her father's photos of early Singapore. I didn't ask her. It will be a great gem to our medical history if she can find more information about HABHAL soy sauce industry and update us on its beginning and development. She may have early pictures of Geylang, before it became Eunos. I don't know, but I believe there is still much history to be unearthed by HABHAL people.

My book (Research on the Early Malay Doctors)

I showed her my book and asked if she wanted a copy. She asked me to sign it as she was called to enter the exam venue. Dr Farid offered me his ink pen and I quickly autographed my book for Faizah. I handed back Dr Farid's pen and requested him to hand the book to Faizah. It was a beautiful feeling to give my book to her. I will always remember our chanced meeting today. Thank you Dr Farid for helping me to meet with Faizah. Thank you everyone for helping in one way or another. Silaturrahim is not to be missed or broken.

External links
Tempeh goreng kicap HABHAL
Zara Foodstuff Industries
Facebook HABHAL Cap Kipas Udang