Makcik

Last nite, on my way back from Bukit Bendera, i saw a very self-reflecting scene. Well, i couldn't deny that im learning to look at something from 'a' perspective nowadays since i used to be someone who looked at something with an empty thought. it was pathetic not to have something to think though. i wanna be critical and empathic now ;) hehe.

we stop the car at the red light. next to us is a Chinese restaurant. Yeah, Penang has tonnes of Chinese restaurant and i am someone who is very very emmm let say, very much uncomfortable and sensitive when it comes to food thingy which is to be specific it if has to do with the chinese food n restaurant. im sorry, but the chinese do love to eat 'that' animal, right? and i know this because i have few chinese friends. i think, there are many people like me who cant even walk pass by a chinese restaurant. i remember last time that we had to pass by a chinese restaurant to get to the line clear's mamak. i hold my breath as long as i can so that at least i wont get to smell anything from the restaurant. i know this sound like racist, but really, i am not a racist.

back to the story, apparently, in the chinese restaurant there was someone in baju kurung complete with hijab in the restaurant. She was sitting on a very small bench in the middle of the restaurant and was doing some dishes. it was really a heart-breaking moment that i felt like crying and even feel like crying while typing this. i cant help but thinking that life must be treating her tough and rough. to be able to sit there must take a whole courage and strength. her determination moved me :'(. that mak cik could be someone like me in the very beginning but decided to survive her life and do whatever it takes to live.

it made me thinking.

bapelah anak makcik tu eh? mesti ramai kot..

bape gaji makcik tu eh?.

mak cik mesti dah try cari keje kat kedai melayu, kan?huhu

after working in such condition, i think that makcik is very strong. the fact that she stills wearing her hijab and baju kurung to cover her aurah is an amazing thing. She can choose to not to wear hijab and even wear like the others in the restaurant and pretend like she's one of them and no one outside, observers, like me would notice her. but yet she chooses to be proud of her islam. Wah, makcik, anda sungguh ghuraba'!

syabas makcik! 

Dari Rasulullah s.a.w; islam itu dalam keadaan dagang (asing) dan akan kembali dagang (asing). maka beruntunglah orang yang dagang..

                                                                                                        H.R Muslim

p/s: i wanna be ghuraba' too. tp nak jadi ghuraba' kene kuat! nak jadi kuat kenelah pegang tali Allah erat2 :D