Muslimah : Stylo Cara Islam?

Hari ni Muna mau pulang ke kampung. Kedah.
(asyik-asyik Kedah, maaflah tuan blog mahu promote negeri kelahirannya)

Dia duduk sorang di satu hujung, di Hentian Duta. Matanya meliar dalam tunduk.
Melihat-lihat orang sekeliling.

Ada matrock usung gitar kapoknya. Tapi kepala berkopiah. Huyoo matrock alim. Sengihnya sendiri.
Ada makcik tua duduk sembang dengan anaknya yang lengkap ber tie. Baru balik kerja mungkin. Bagusnya anak ni. Sengihnya sendiri lagi.
(kalau Muna tak tunduk, mesti orang ingat dia sewel asyik sengih sendiri.)
Muna kalih kepala ke kanan.
Ada budak berlagak spidermen merangkak atas lantai. Datang ibunya, terus dibantai bontot budak tu. Rasakan. haha sengih lagi Muna. Ini bukan public beating, ini namanya mak ajor anak. Esok-esok tak serupa orang kalau sekarang tak diajar siap-siap. Kalau mak dia tak bantai tadi, rasanya Muna sendiri pergi bantai.
Entah bakteria, virus, kulat apa melekat di lantai tu pun tak tahu.

Muna angkat kepala. Lenguh asyik tunduk.
Wah bidadari mana ni?

ni yunalis zarai-google

Muna tengok sekumpulan minah cun melecun. Alamak lalu bau perfume menusuk kalbu. Jenama tak pasti, gerenti mahal. Sorang dengan tudung hoodie maxi ala Hana Tajima. (tak tahu google). Siap dengan belt butterfly kat pinggang. Tambah pulak jaket kulit, mak ai macam model. Kawannya lagi sorang, dress kembang bertali satu.Shawl pulak pakai ala-ala arabian. Alah yang longgar-longgar macam nak tercabut tu. Tapi kena dengan orangnya, alamak hai cun betul. Siap ada spek mata bulat ala JLo lagi. (merapikla kau Muna, bukan kau tahu JLo pakai spek hitam macam mana) Kasut tak payah cakaplah, gladiator.

Muna tengok dirinya, renung baju dan seluarnya.
Tudungnya tudung bidang 55' harga rm15 warna hitam.
Bajunya T-shirt labuh free hasil dia men-volunteerkan dirinya jadi sukarelawan hari kesihatan Shah Alam.
Seluarnya seluar slack biasa, hitam. Kasutnya lah kut. Kesayangan, jenama Carlo Rino dia beli time offer 70%.

Sedap dia memerhatikan ciptaan Tuhan, bahu Muna ditepuk.
Lama dia perhati siapa yang menepuk bahunya dikala dia kecuakan kesorangan, baru first time dia di Hentian Duta.

"Lah Ainun!" Menjerit jugak dia lihat Ainun di sisi. Ainun, junior setahun dia di sekolah. Sengih lagi.
"Allah Kak Muna. Lama Ainun perhati, Ainun takut nak tegur, ingat salah orang."

Lalu Ainun melabuhkan punggung di sebelah. Banyaklah isu-isu keluar. Kalau cerita semua kena buat part 2.

"Berubah, Kak Muna sekarang ya?" Muna senyum.
"Sama ja Ainun, apa yang berubahnya." Ainun senyum, direnungnya baju, kaki dan tudung Muna.
"Kak Muna dah pakai tudung lebar. "
"Saudara baru?" Ujar Ainun lagi. Amboi macamlah Muna baru masuk Islam.

"Taklah, dah lama Kak Muna pakai gini. Selesa." Muna diam.
"Lepas Kak Muna pakai gini kan, tak pernah dah Kak Muna join reunion dengan kawan-kawan."
Muna senyap.

"Kenapa?"

"Kak Muna segan. Kak Muna tak stylo, seganlah keluar dengan diorang yang lawa-lawa. Macam langit dengan bumi." Ainun tenung mata Muna dalam.

"Kak Muna, tak boleh macam tu.. Kak Muna jangan malu, untuk jadi macam ni." Terus Muna geleng, bukan malu, entah, inferior?

"Kalau bukan malu apa? Ginilah kak Muna. Kita, kena tunjuk pada sahabat-sahabat kita, contoh dan cara berpakaian yang dianjurkan Islam. Kak Muna tak boleh lari dari dorang.. Betapa tak stylonya kita pada manusia, kita stylo pada pandangan orang yang berilmu, pada Allah.."

"Lagipun Kak Muna, bukan tak boleh stylo... Kak Muna kena pandai match up kan baju, asalkan kena pada syariat Islam. Tutup ini ini dan ini. (Ainun tunjuk pada kepala, dada dan kaki). Dan Kak Muna, kena tutup, lindung aurat, bukan balut aurat. Orang tudung labuh pun kalau tak kena gaya, balut aurat."

Mata Muna jatuh pada seorang wanita yang sedang meriba anaknya. Manis wanita itu berjubah moden seluar, berwarna putih berbunga ungu. Tudungnya juga ungu, tersenyum manis. Cantik sekali, walau pakaiannya simple. Lagi-lagi di sebelahnya ada seorang lelaki, mungkin suami, yang sedang asyik melayan anak kecil di ribaan wanita tu.

ni ustazah fatimah syarha - google

"Yang berlebih-lebihan adalah tabarruj. Jadi pakai setakat yang sederhana. Alah Kak Muna pun tau kan tu."

"Kalau dorang tengok cara orang yang ikut syarak juga cantik, menarik, lama-lama dorang akan ikut.." Senyum Ainun, sambil menyalami tangan Muna. Terus dia lari-lari naik bas yang dah sampai.

Dan Muna, termenung panjang di kerusi.

"Stylo cara Islam. Cantik juga kan?"

kartun super comel dari owhsomuslim

i wear hijab and i am proud of it!

In 2006 i was the chosen one, selected over few candidates to join CHINA-ASEAN YOUTH SUMMER PROGRAM.
the reason why i am chosen was simple, i learn a bit Mandarin and i was pretty good in the subject back then in school. (but now i cant even write 'wo'. Lupa.)



While i was in Beijing i noticed that every time we visited somewhere there were eyes following me. Not that because i was damn gorgeous , but because i was wearing tudung or hijab.


even my fellow asean group mates wondered why i was wearing 'veil' all the time? Didnt i feel hot? ( it was summer remember?)

at that time there are 3 girls in our trip that are Muslims. Another two are pretty ladies from Indonesia.

Gita, my roommate that time suddenly cried as soon she get back to the room. And when i ask her why, she told me that she cant be at ease with eyes following her all around like she is some sort of criminal or terrorists-that is what people use to describe muslim nowadays. she had been to many countries but she never experienced that.


In contra, i love the limelight that they were giving me. Every time people stare at me, i smiled, and waved at them. Generously they smiled and waved back at me.
See? am i giving good impression of muslims? (bwahaha perasan)



A pretty chinese girl about 5 years old said 'hi' to me. then we were having simple chat using English of course, impressive for a 5 years old. ( majority of them is non-English speaker). she asked me about my hijab and i answered her curiosity.

A middle age chinese women too, asked me about my hijab. This time she does not know even a bit of English. I hardly explained to her using my poor mandarin with aid of sign languange -lol. Sort of like what we say ayam itik bercakap. The conversations miraculously end well and we were exchanging waves and smiles before parting.



And while we were visiting great castle in front of Tianmen square, there were people from other countries who by looks only i can say its impossible to tell what their religion are,
and they were giving me salam! wonderful isnt?



at pearl tower shang hai, a group of local folk asked us to take a picture with them and keep praising us of how were look beautiful and cute in our hijab.
ni shi hen ke ai, hen piao liang.




muslims are normal human, we love peace, making friends, and we have no hatred towards other religions.


A chinese friend i met at skype, a malaysian ask me why muslim women wears tudung/hijab? and while some are not?
at that time i cant answer him well. pity eh? shame on me.
(i put the blame on my bad english muahahaha)

i was wondering why i cant answer his questions well after how may years i wear hijab.

then i discovered the answer, that...

I never questioned God of why i have to wear hijab. i just wear it without any doubt, curiosity, guilt, not even feeling that i am forced to.
This hijab im wearing is a faith, from God who know me the best.

there are time when we totally believe something we never questioned it. am i the only one who think like that?


*pardon my bad english, vocab, subject-verb agreement, grammar etc. lama dah tinggal karangan english tau.... hihi





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