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The story of Bodu Takurufan part 24
As told by the famous Buraara Mohamed Fulhu
and written by Al-hajj Ibrahim Ibn Ismail Feeboa

Now listen!

When news reached Male' that the Utheem brothers were spreading Islam in Thiladhunmathi, the information was communicated to the Indian mainland, and Andhiri-Andhirin arranged seven warships full of Malabaris and paid for their lodging and wages. Then Andhirin learnt that the two brothers were trying to make Male' Islamic as well.
'Bring me the two Utheem brothers however you can, and quickly,' Andhirin ordered his men.
They obeyed and left in the seven warships. Obviously, their wages must have been high.

After sending them off, Andhirin had lighting put up on both sides of the woods as far as the ammunition fired by the cannons would reach. He set up the throne to watch the action. Andhirin loaded gunpowder into the cannon, and with his sword and shield at the ready, he sat ruling the island all night long.

Now listen!

Without sleeping day or night, the Malabaris searched for the three Utheem brothers. They stopped at various islands and asked locals and travellers whether they had seen the Takurufans. When food, drinking water and firewood ran out aboard the Jumping Baitfish, the brothers returned to Minicoy and loaded fresh supplies. Then they returned, entering the atolls a few hours after sunset, between Kanamana and Naagoashi, and landing at different islands in Thiladhunmathi. In the darkness, they made islands Islamic, and during the daylight hours they sailed out of Maldives and cruised below the horizon. They continued cruising around, picking up new sails at Maroshi and resupplying their ship in Minicoy.

During a stop in Minicoy, Maarandhoo Ali Kateeb Takurufan said, 'Mohamed, Hassan, I'm missing my wife. Take me to her island.'
After loading, Mohamed and Hassan sailed off with Ali and entered the atolls between Kanamana and Naagoashi. They eased the ship into Thakandhoo and Ali jumped off and swam ashore. Mohamed and Hassan sailed on, spreading Islam among the islands.

Ali bathed and went to his wife's house, ate and lay down to sleep. As the morning approached, Mohamed and Hassan were leaving Maldives and they decided to pick up their brother. They waited off Thakandhoo, sailing up and down. Daylight was fast approaching when Mohamed said to his brother, 'There's no sign of Ali tonight. If we stay here waiting for him, news of us will spread all over Maldives. We'll come back tomorrow night.'

The sky was brightening when the two brothers went out above Maldives. As the sun hit the sea, Mohamed gave the rudder to his younger brother and went under the awning. At the same time back on Thakandhoo, Ali woke up and jumped out of bed. With all the strength of his legs, he ran down to the sand spit and when he looked out he couldn't see the Jumping Baitfish.
They would have sailed up and down waiting for me, he thought, and when I didn't come they must have left. They'll be back tonight and I'll leave then. Now I have to find somewhere to hide so none of the islanders know I'm here.
He went back to his wife's house and stayed out of sight in the inner part of the house until the next day.

Aboard the Jumping Baitfish, Hassan could hear the sound of Mohamed breathing in his sleep.
When Mohamed walked in Utheem, he used to hold his sarong and tell the girls he had the power to break up gathering storm clouds or smash the masts and yardarms of ships, thought Hassan. Even if the ship is a long way from Maldives, if there's a wind blowing anywhere in the sky and the two stringy ends of a long dark cloud are there, he can turn around and reach Maldives. I'm going to enjoy the sweet taste of my brother's words.
'Dhandehelu,' said Hassan, 'what are you waiting for? Raise the mainsail up to the top for me.'
Dhandehelu raised it all the way, and then raised the main gaff topsail above the mainsail. The sails filled with wind and the Jumping Baitfish altered course and sped away from Maldives.

Now listen!

The seven Malabari warships searching among the islands eased their sails off at Thakandhoo that day. On the island they asked people whether they had seen the three Utheem brothers. Most people said they had seen no one, but there were some who knew one of the brothers was hiding. When they learnt about this, the Malabaris swarmed across the island like hermit crabs. How did they check the houses? They looked everywhere including under the benches, in the pantries and store rooms and up on the roof, in the cupboards of the cooking houses and even under the built-in storage enclosures. This was where they found Ali Kateeb Takurufan hiding. The Malabaris grabbed him and dragged him out. They made Ali stand up and then cut off his head with a single blow.

Carrying the head, the men from the seven warships left for Male'. The moslems in the island put a shroud on Ali's body and buried him in the middle of the island and erected a tomb.

That day, as the sun rose into the noon sky, Hassan asked Dhandehelu to pull the mainsail slipknot and shorten it.
Dhandehelu made it smaller, and Mohamed woke up where he was sleeping under the awning. He came out and took hold of the rudder and said, 'Hassan, the ship has moved away from Maldives. Why did you sail off course?'
What can I say so Mohamed doesn't tell me off, thought Hassan.
'Those Malabaris are sailing around looking for us and not even sleeping,' he said. 'They would have found and beheaded our brother by now, and might be waiting for us at the channel. Since you were asleep, I didn't want to wake you up and I changed course away from Maldives.'
'What Hassan is saying may well be true, don't you think Dhandehelu?' Mohamed asked.
Realising he wasn't going to be in trouble with Mohamed, Hassan said, 'We might be off course, but it's not worth getting too worried about it. Remember when you were in Utheem walking around with the corner of your sarong under your armpit? I would overhear you telling the girls that you were going to tear apart the gathering storm clouds and smash the masts and yardarms of ships to pieces. And you boasted that when your ship goes off-course from Maldives, as long as two strands of cloud were there at either end of a long low storm cloud, and there was a wind somewhere in the sky, you could quickly get back to Maldives. Right now we have wind blowing in the sky, and over there are two ends of storm cloud. Go ahead, take us back to Maldives!'
'Raise the mainsail up to the top,' Mohamed ordered Dhandehelu
. Dhandehelu raised it all the way and they sailed first to the north and then to the south for a while, and then back to the north.
'Dhandehelu, what are you waiting for?' said Mohamed. 'Climb up the mast and have a look. If it is the will and command of the Almighty, and Maldives is above water, we should be able to see it.'
Climbing up the mast Dhandehelu paused for a moment before calling out, 'I can see an island... no... two islands!'
'Which islands do you think they are?'
'Kanamana and Naagoashi,' came the reply.
'Now lower the mainsail and draw it in,' ordered Mohamed.
Dhandehelu pulled the mainsail down and made it smaller. The brothers stayed above Maldives and sailed up and down.

Their story pauses here.

[Arab word]

The Malabaris carrying Ali Takurufan's head arrived in Male' and on behalf of the men of the seven warships, they offered the head as a gift to Andhiri-Andhirin.

At that time, the Fandiyaru was Shirazi Fandiyaru Kaleygefan. He heard about the arrival of the men and as the sun set he walked around the island visiting the moslems who lived there.
'My people,' he said, 'the news in Male' is that the three Utheem brothers have begun to spread Islam in Maldives. When he heard that, Andhirin sent off seven warships from Malabar, and they have decapitated one of the brothers and brought the head here. It is not appropriate that we, as moslems, should leave the head with them.'
He advised the people about what they should do and then went home to rest. When Male' was asleep and the sounds of footsteps had subsided, Shirazi got up and looked outside and saw the island's moslems gathered in his yard. He was happy they had accepted his advice and he went out to lead them. They set off around midnight, and Shirazi left them outside Andhirin's offices while he snuck in and stole the head of Ali Kateeb Takurufan. They sailed to the island of Funadhoo in Male' atoll where the head was prepared for burial and afterwards they built a tomb over the grave.

Shirazi and the other moslems returned to Male' before daybreak just as Andhirin woke up and discovered the head was missing. This news spread through Male' and it circulated around the island for eight or nine days one of the moslems decided that if he reported what had happened to Andhirin then he would receive a large reward. He told Andhirin everything and the king turned to his militia men and gave the order to take Shirazi under the punishment tree and then send him off to Hanimaadhoo island in Thiladhunmathi atoll. His instructions were carried out.

Andhirin increased the wages of the men from the seven warships and gave the order that since they had caught only one of the brothers, the remaining two must brought to him in whatever way they liked. The men were happy with the wage increase and they set off again in search of the Utheem brothers. Once again they questioned travellers and islanders about Mohamed and Hassan.

Meanwhile, a few hours after sunset, the brothers came into Maldives between Kanamana and Naagoashi and brought Islam to various people. During the hours of daylight, they stayed offshore over the horizon from Maldives and cruised up and down. The brothers took turns sleeping while they travelled and when the food, water and firewood ran out, they would head to Minicoy and resupply there. They landed in different Maldivian islands at night while the Dhonakulhi toddy man kept delivering a sail to Maroshi every eight days, and Maroshi toddy man sewed the sail together and placed it on the stakes. On Fridays, the brothers would replace their sail. Over four and a half months, the brothers brought Islam to thirty-three islands in Thiladhunmathi. They also travelled at night among the islands of Miladhunmadulu atoll.

One day, when they were cruising up and down outside Maldives, and Mohamed said to Hassan, 'The green growth on this ship is getting heavy. Where can we beach the vessel?'
'You should know where to go,' said Hassan.
'You're the one who usually travelled with father,' retorted Mohamed. 'Which island has a harbour like a wok?'
'Probably the best one is Gaakoshebi in Miladhunmadulu.'
'In that case the Jumping Baitfish will be beached at Gaakoshebi.'

That night, a few hours after sunset, the brothers sailed back into the atolls between Kanamana and Naagoashi and eased into Gaakoshebi. The ship's rigging was carried up onto dry land and then the boat was beached.
'Climb up the palms and cut us some skin from around the coconut flower cluster,' Mohamed told Dhandehelu.

Meanwhile, the Malabaris in their seven warships had seen the Utheem brothers' ship lower its sail in Koshibee harbour. They headed straight to the island, lowered their sails and began to yell and shout. 'We have been travelling for a long time, day and night without sleeping. We haven't been able to find them. Tonight we have seen them at last! They've gone through this way and they'll have to return the same way too! They're trapped!'
Dhandehelu heard the noise while he was up a coconut palm.
'Mohamed,' he called out, 'the harbour is very dangerous tonight!'
'Don't shout,' hushed Mohamed. 'Come down and burn some of that flower skin and prepare the charcoal for me.'
Then Mohamed told Hassan to take an iron bar to the ocean side of the island and clear a path through the reef. Don't rest until you have completely finished.'

Dhandehelu burnt the flower skin and prepared the charcoal paint. Mohamed began wiping it on, helped by Ali and Hassan Haji and Dhandehelu. When the painting was finished, Mohamed told the Haji brothers to take the tied slip logs into the sea. 'Dhandehelu, you hold the boat up.'
So Dhandehelu steadied the vessel while the Haji brothers laid out the slip logs. Then Mohamed took a piece of white material one hundred and twenty feet long and folded it and put it against the stern and they pressed their shoulders into it.
Mohamed called out to Dhandehelu, 'Ready! This is the Utheem brothers' ship. Don't let it drop!' He gave thanks and praises to the Almighty, thought of the great learned ones and heaved. The Jumping Baitfish began to move and didn't stop until it was floating. When the white material was removed from their shoulders and checked, only three layers were intact.

Mohamed boarded the vessel and loaded the rigging. Then the three others came aboard and moved the vessel up and down in the harbour. The Malabaris were at the harbour entrance, shouting that there was no need for them to keep turning the boat back and forth. 'You went in this way, and you'll have to come out this way too!' they yelled with glee.

Meanwhile Hassan was clearing a channel through the reef, and tackling a particularly large rock that had grown at the edge. He tried to remove it by knocking it into the deep water, but there was nowhere to stand for leverage and though he tried, he couldn't shift the thing.
I'm not going to waste anymore time on this, he thought, and Hassan climbed up onto the rock and held the iron bar vertically, signalling Mohamed.

Mohamed saw it and gave praise and thanks to the Almighty and thought of the great learned ones as he steered the ship through the new channel. Suddenly the Jumping Baitfish hit a rock, and Mohamed said, 'This ship has an iron keel. Bow your head, rock!'
After that, the ship didn't touch a single piece of coral or even a pebble. It moved so beautifully that Hassan looked in wonder as if he had never seen it sail before. He forgot about the rock he was standing on and only remembered when the ship came closer. Hassan threw the bar onto the boat and giving praise and thanks to the Almighty and thinking of the great learned ones, he pushed his shoulder hard up against the stern of the boat. The rock beneath his feet broke and fell down over the edge of the reef as Hassan climbed aboard.

'Well, you've done a great thing tonight,' Dhandehelu said sarcastically.
'What's wrong?' asked Hassan.
'Ali Haji's head was cracked open by that iron bar!'
'Show me... Ali!'
Hassan felt Ali's head and said, 'Don't lose your courage. The part that isn't cracked is bigger than the cracked part. New flesh will grow over it. There's some medicine in Mohamed's box.'
Hassan opened Mohamed's writing case and poured a little oil into his hand and then moved up into the kitchen at the front of the ship. From the fireplace he took a bit of ash and mixed it with the oil and applied it to Ali's head.

The Malabaris from the seven warships saw the brothers' ship escape from the harbour. They began to tack upwind and approach the island. Mohamed saw this and told Dhandehelu to draw in the mainsail.
'You treat everything like a game,' commented Hassan. 'Catch the full wind in the mainsail and we can escape and hide, and they'll never know where we've gone.'
'You talk too much,' said Mohamed.
'You won't hear another word,' replied Hassan.

The mainsail was pulled in and made smaller, and the seven warships tacked towards the island and then headed straight for the Jumping Baitfish. Hassan now told Dhandehelu about how Mohamed used to walk around their island with the corner of his sarong under his armpit and say that he could break up gathering storm clouds and smash the masts and yardarms of ships. 'Let's see if he can do the same to the masts and yardarms of these warships!' said Hassan.
'Be quiet,' said Mohamed.
'Who, me? I'm not going to speak!'
The warships came closer and when they were almost within gunshot when Hassan told Dhandehelu how, back on Utheem, Mohamed practised his sorcery by breaking open drinking coconuts.
'Just be quiet,' said Mohamed.
'Me? I'm not saying anything.'

Mohamed told Dhandehelu to bring him a strand of fibre from the sail thatch. Dhadehelu handed it to him and Mohamed gave praise and thanks to the Almighty and thinking of the great learned ones, he broke the stand in two and dropped it in the rudder's wake.
'Hassan, keep an eye on what the people on the warships are doing.'
'Aha!' said Hassan as he observed. 'One of their yardarms is broken, and now another has shattered too!'
When all the yardarms were broken, the warships' crewmen made makeshift yardarms from the splintered pieces. Soon they were again sailing near the Jumping Baitfish.
'They getting closer,' warned Hassan. 'Just let out the mainsail and catch the wind. We'll escape and they'll never be able to find us.'
Mohamed told his brother to shutup and once again Hassan mockingly protested his innocence.

The warships were now closer and nearing range for a lance attack.
'Mohamed, they way they are sailing tonight, they'll capture us for sure. You seem to be breaking open those big useless dried up coconuts.'
'Quiet, Hassan... Dhandehelu, bring me another strand from the sail thatch.'
When Dhadehelu handed it to him, Mohamed gave praise and thanks to the Almighty and thought of the great learned ones, and broke the strand in halves and dropped the pieces into the rudder's wake.
'Keep watch on the warships,' he told Hassan again.

Hassan exclaimed as he saw one mast after another break above the stem. When all seven were broken and the warships had been washed onto the Gaakoshebi reef, Hassan said, 'Hey, they want to fight us on the rocks!'
'That's not a very nice thing to say!' scolded Mohamed.
Then they raised the mainsail until it was catching all the wind, and before daylight came they had sailed well away from Maldives.

The people from the seven warships were rescued and in various boats they returned to Male'. The men went straight to Andhiri-Andhirin and told him they were no match for the Mohamed and Hassan.
'Those Utheem brothers even cut their way through a reef!'
Hearing this, Andhirin sent a request to the Indian mainland for forty warships.

Meanwhile the Utheem brothers continued to land at night on various islands and make the people Islamic. As dawn was breaking, they would sail beyond Maldives and sleep in two shifts during the day as the Jumping Baitfish sailed up and down below the horizon. When their food, drinking water and firewood was exhausted, they would go to Minicoy and resupply there. A few hours after sunset, they would sail in through Kanamana and Naagoashi and land in different islands in Miladhunmadulu.

One night they landed in Foakaidhoo. The first night they searched for a Sufi but couldn't find him. They landed the second night, and couldn't find him again. On the third night, an old woman called out, 'You are coming to this island every night. Are there still people here who haven't accepted Islam?'
'That's not why we are here,' said Mohamed. 'The Sufi from this island isn't here. Has he gone to Male'?'
'No, he's not in Male'. That's not the reason he isn't here. This island has a current that flows out eighty kilometres miles out to sea. After he heard the Utheem brothers were coming, he used a raft to ride out with the current each night.'
'Is that so!' said Mohamed and he returned to the ship and sailed off raising his hands prayer to the Almighty. 'May the current of Foakaidhoo disappear from the bottom of the galu.'
The Almighty accepted the prayer, and the Sufi from Foakaidhoo disappeared. The two brothers continued bringing Islam to various islands.

Andhiri-Andhirin brought in forty warship and paid his soldiers big wages. Then he told them to bring him the Utheem brothers nay way they could manage. Without sleeping day or night, they searched for Mohamed and Hassan. They questioned islanders and travellers, while the brothers continued their night campaign to bring Islam to the islands of Miladhunmadulu, hiding and sleeping during the day, the same as before.

One night, a few hours after sunset, the brothers were just about to sail in between Naagoashi and Kanamana when Mohamed complained he was feeling cold and handed the rudder to Hassan.
'Dhandehelu, its dark and rainy tonight, keep a sharp eye on the water,' Mohamed instructed.

Dhandehelu rolled his sarong up over his buttocks and went up to the prow to keep watch. With each lightning strike, his eyes searched every horizon. The lightning got more intense and he realised their ship was being surrounded by the forty Malabari warships. 'Mohamed Takurufan, Oh no!' screamed a shocked Dhandehelu. 'We are surrounded by the forty warships!' 'Dhandehelu, quiet!' Mohamed said quickly. 'Check! Is there a way of slipping out between any two of these ships?'
Another lightning bolt flashed and Dhandehelu saw a gap. But there was a problem. In the middle of the gap was a large island.
He explained the situation. 'The gap is there, but what can we do?'
'And we can't go through, despite the gap?' queried Mohamed.
'There's a large island stretched right across it.'
'Which island do you think it is?'
Dhandehelu said he didn't know.
'Think hard and make sure you can't identify it.'

Dhandehelu agreed and concentrated. When lightning struck again, he realised the island was Komandhoo. When Mohamed heard this he was lying under the awning and he said to his brother, 'I used to hear old people say that there are two Komandhoos. If it is the command and will of the Almighty, we will escape between that gap. Give me the rudder.'

Mohamed gave praise and thanks to the Almighty and thought of the great learned ones. Then ship lept forward as the sails were pulled tight against the wind. Dhandehelu immediately ran from the steering deck and tied the rope and held tightly onto the boom. With the command and will of the Almighty, Mohamed took the ship between the two islands of Komandhoo and sailed off. The Jumping Baitfish hadn't touched a single piece of coral or a grain of sand. The Malabar men began to yell and shout at one another.
'See what happened! The Utheem brothers were almost ours, and they've escaped by breaking through the island!'
'Look,' said others, 'they just know this place really well. Anywhere they went, we can follow. Let's go.'

So forty warships headed towards the hidden channel, but not a single vessel was able to get through it. The ships were washed onto the island and wrecked. People rescued the soldiers and by various means they arrived back in Male' to report to Andhiri-Andhirin. 'We were no match for the Utheem brothers. They can cut across reefs, and now even whole islands!'
Andhirin sent the bad news to the Indian mainland, where a massive warship was provisioned for a visit to Maldives.

Meanwhile, the brothers continued bringing Islam to the islands of Miladhunmadulu, using the same methods as before and loading their provisions at Minicoy.

But regarding that large ship being prepared to come to Maldives: When the ship assembled enough boatswains and leading hands, it left at a very auspicious time and set course for Maldives on Thusday night. That same night at midnight, the Nolhivaranfaru learned man dreamed that a ship was coming from the mainland at a particularly powerful and potent time. He realised if the ship was able to arrive in Male' harbour and the people aboard were able to disembark, then the plans of the Utheem brothers would not prosper and Andhiri-Andhirin would be much more successful.

The master jumped out of bed and lit his oil lamp. Taking a slate and chalk, he sat down and took a reading and checked the time the ship had left the mainland. He realised that his dream was correct, and the Utheem brothers would not prosper, while the efforts of Andhiri-Andhirin would be fruitful.

The master went to the mosque and after returning for his meal, loaded a boat with a freshwater container and sailed off with five men to search for the brothers. He checked with other travellers and islanders and stopped at every inhabited island in Thiladhunmathi. He couldn't find anyone who'd seen them and he was feeling sad when his search moved to Maalhosmadulu. He sailed around both halves of the atoll and asked if anyone had seen the Utheem brothers. No one had seen them. The same thing happened in Faadhippolhu atoll.

Then the master thought that if he was entering Maldives secretly, he would come through Vagaaru channel. So he sailed in that direction and just before he reached Vaagaru, he saw a sail coming towards him from the direction of Minicoy. He approached the vessel from the windward side and called out, 'Where has your ship come from? Where is it going?'
Mohamed heard this from where he was laying under the awning.
'Learned man, as soon as you leave your own island, you get confused!' he joked. 'We are the Utheem brothers. Why are you travelling up around here?'
'Because of you two, I've had to leave my island. I can't even die peacefully there.'
'What's prevented you from staying in your island?'
'There's a ship coming from the mainland, and it left at a particularly powerful and potent time. If that ship goes straight to Male' harbour and the people aboard manage to land there, then it won't portend well for your campaign. Andhiri-Andhirin will prosper instead.'

'What was the time, the day and the the month the ship left the mainland?' Mohamed demanded.
The teacher gave Mohamed the information and he checked the calculations.
'Master, the ship is sailing straight to Male'. What will be the time, day and month of its arrival?'
'Tomorrow at asry dhan it will ease into Male' harbour. They'll land then.'
Mohamed checked this information too, and it showed that the master's warning was indeed correct.

'How close is the ship?' Mohamed asked.
'It is four dhan distant from Male' In Kaashidhoo channel.'
'Master, try and get back to your island. If it is the command and will of the Almighty, we two brothers will meet that ship.'

Mohamed took hold of the rudder and told Dhandehelu to untie the mainsail and raise it up to the top, and to set the gaff topsail, and raise the jib and mizzen sails, and extend the outrigger timbers on each side. Working on the ship, Hassan and Dhandehelu looked like white sea terns. The other two men pulling on the ban'davaru of the mainsail could only get to the front of the boat by holding onto the rope suspended between the mast and the boom, and crawling on all fours like kittens.
And how do kittens behave on a rainy day when they stay near the fireplace? In the same way Ali and Hassan Haji huddled together in the anchor hold.'

The Utheem brothers sailed along and were soon out on Big Kaashidhoo channel, where the massive ship was halfway across. The Jumping Baitfish approached from the windward side.
'Pull down the five sails, and draw in the mainsail,' Mohamed told Dhandehelu. As the leading hand obeyed, Hassan told the story again of how Mohamed used to tell the Utheem girls about his power to smash masts and yardarms. 'So, just break the mast or the yardarm of that ship,' Hassan concluded.
'Be quiet.'
'Of course, wouldn't have it any other way.'

They sailed closer and when they reached gunshot range, Hassan told Dhandehelu that Mohamed always broke the kind of big coconuts that turned out to be dry.
'Would you shutup please?'
'Bring me a strand from the sail thatch,' said Mohamed. He broke it into three pieces and dropped it down into the rudder's wake.
'Keep a look out to see what the ship does,' he said.
'Hey, give me a strand like that too,' said Hassan.
'Be quiet and keep your eye on the ship.'
'Aha!' exclaimed Hassan, 'one mast broken above the stem already... now two masts... now three!'
Mohamed turned the Jumping Baitfish and moved closer to the huge ship.
Taking his sword and shield, he climbed aboard the vessel and killed everyone and then smashed the bottom out of the ship before returning to the boat.

They sailed out of Maldives and cruised up and down until a few hours after sunset. Then they entered the gap between Kanamana and Naagoashi and continued their campaign to bring Islam to the islands of Miladhunmadulu atoll. When their food, water and firewood ran out, they resupplied at Minicoy. The Dhonakulhi toddy man delivered a set of sails to Maroshi every eight days and the Maroshi toddy man sewed the sails together and placed them on the stake. Every eight days, the brothers put their old sail on the stake and took the new one.

The Utheem brothers made Miladhunmadulu Islamic in five months. The islands were Feydhoo, Foakaidhoo, Feevah, Narudhoo, Ribudhoo, Kan'doodhoo, Madidhoo, Kurendhoo, Magoodhoo, Laimagu, Firubaidhoo, Maa'ugoodhoo, Dhelhaimendhoo, Eriyadhoo, Ekasdhoo, Kalaidhoo, Bomasdhoo, Burehifasdhoo, Kafa Komandhoo, Hebadhoo, Kulhudhoo, Kedhikolhu, Tholendhoo, Maalhendhoo, Maafaru, Miladhoo, Manadhoo, Kolhudhoo, Magoodhoo, Fodhdhoo, both islands at Goi Kaditheem, Bilehfahi, Kuradhivaru, Kudafari, Maroshi, Dhana-erikadoodhoo, and Komandoo. These forty islands were made Islamic.

Now the brothers shifted their efforts to the islands of Maalhosmadulu atoll. Near the beginning of this part of the campaign, Mohamed Takurufan realised it wasn't possible for him and his brother alone to take Male'. So they went to Cannanore in the Jumping Baitfish and Mohamed asked the Ali Raja to provide him with help to capture Maldives. Mohamed didn't expect it for free. He offered a ship full of coconuts, and another full of fish. The Cannanore Ali Raja wouldn't agree to this, so the brothers sailed off and continued their campaign to make the islands Islamic.

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