Monday, April 18, 2011

Dakwah Si Tudung Labuh

Bismillahhirrohmanirrohim... 
Asssalamu'alaikum W.B.T... 
Alhamdulillah, segala pujian bagi ALLAH, Tuhan semesta alam. Terima kasih ya ALLAH kerana masih menghidupkan kami sehingga saat ini. Dah lama ana tak menyapa sahabat-sahabat, keif halukum jami'an? Harap-harap sihatlah ye dan sentiasa di dalam lindungan ALLAH, inshaALLAH... :) Kali ni ana nak post tentang "Si Tudung Labuh". Nak tahu apa ceritanya? Jom, baca sama-sama.... :)

Hujan pun turut mengerti...

Dia menangis tersedu dalam dakapanku.
"Kalaupun saya salah, tak boleh ke mereka tegur depan-depan? Kenapa perlu cakap-cakap kat belakang".
Aku mengusap lembut belakangnya, cuba menenangkan.
"Saya rasa saya ni macam jahat sangat, saya tak tahu pun mereka tak suka dengan sikap-sikap saya". "Saya rasa macam semua orang tak suka saya, cakap buruk tentang saya saya kat belakang", tangisnya makin menjadi-jadi, tak pernah aku lihat dia menangis sebegitu kerana dia biasanya hanya suka berdiam dan memendam, susah meluahkan perasaan.
"Mereka kata macam-macam, saya ni pakai je tudung labuh, bawa imej Islam tapi perangai tak macam orang tudung labuh. Salah ke saya menegur kalau saya nampak mereka buat perkara tak betul? Memang saya akui saya agak tegas dan berterus terang, tapi saya bukan nak malukan mereka. Saya tahu saya tak sempurna, saya bukan budak sekolah agama, banyak lagi ilmu saya tak tahu. Mereka kata masa saya tak pakai tudung labuh dulu, saya tak macam ni", rintihnya lagi.
Aku biarkan saja dia terus meluahkan apa yang terbuku di hatinya, biar dia lega. Aku leraikan pelukannya, namun terus mengelus lembut bahunya, mudah-mudahan dia diberi kekuatan.
"Awak menyesal pakai tudung labuh?", aku meneka. Dia hanya membisu. Dikesatnya air jernih yang turun melaju dari tubir matanya. Aku dapat mengagak jawapan disebalik kebisuannya. "Awak berputus asa nak menegur mereka lagi?", saya terus menduga.
"Buat apa nak tegur lagi, kalau tegur pun akhirnya saya yang kena kutuk", perlahan dia menjawab dalam sedu sedannya.
"Awak, Allah nak uji awak hari ini. Inilah harga tudung labuh yang kita pakai, inilah harga yang kita terpaksa bayar. Siapa kata pakai tudung labuh senang? Tak mudah seperti yang mereka nampak. Bila dah bertekad untuk pakai tudung labuh, kita kena siapkan juga fizikal, mental dan hati kita, kena kuat, kena tahan dengan cabaran. Dan inilah antara ujiannya. Bilamana kita orang yang bertudung labuh buat silap, terus dikaitkan dengan agama. Bahkan kita ni jadi perhatian di mana-mana. Pada mereka, kita kena jadi sempurna, kena tahu semua ilmu agama, dan tak boleh buat silap sikit pun. Sedangkan, kita juga manusia, manusia yang banyak sangat kelemahan", saya bersuara sambil memandang tepat ke wajahnya yang sugul.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Innalillah...

O ALLAH... (T_T)

It was Halloween night. I made plans with my friends Omar and Malik to go watch SAW 3 at a nearby theatre in Santa Monica, California. We were running late and I realized that I had not prayed Isha but I didnt say anything because I did not want to upset the mood. "Ill just pray afterwards," I told myself.

I only lived 26 years. My 27th birthday was exactly two weeks away. I always imagined I would live long. At least until age 60. It just wasn't imaginable that I would have such a sudden, unexpected death.
I graduated from the University of Southern California three years earlier with a degree that means absolutely nothing right now. Shortly after, I landed a job as the marketing director of a major clothing company. Aside from the usual life problems, I was living a normal life.

My girlfriend of 4 years was starting to pressure me into us getting a place together. I knew I wasn't supposed to have a girlfriend in the first place but I enjoyed her company and friendship. I wasn't ready to give that up. I used to always tell myself that eventually I would marry her. Plus, what would these few years of living a sinful life mean by the time I got older?

My job, girlfriend and life-friends took up the majority of my time. It seemed I never had time to pray. I hardly even had time to sit down and eat. Offering prayer was always something that irritated me. I did give an effort to keep up on my prayers but for the last two years of my life I gave up. I pretty much stopped praying altogether.

I never made it home in time to pray that night. SAW 3 was a walk through the rose garden compared to what I was about to experience. I was doing 80 on the route 10 freeway. At 12 midnight, 80mph is not considered speeding. Omar flipped through FM radio stations searching for the song he liked. Malik had fallen asleep in the back seat. I began to doze off too. I used to hate when that happened. I shook out of what seemed like a 10 second snooze. I tried to keep my eyes open. But again I dozed off.


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