My daily Ramadan routine on a weekday is get back from work, buy food for iftar, solat Maghrib, and head straight to Masjid Sultan Salahudin Abdul Aziz Shah. I'm just in love with this mosque. If you guys have the chance, come perform tarawih here.
Masa remaja-remaja dulu, rajin la pakai baju kurung, pakai tudung lawa-lawa, bawak telekung and only pakai telekung once masuk masjid.
Lani?
Long sleeve t-shirt, track bottom, and teruih serelom telekung siap-siap. Habis cerita. Selesa pun selesa. Kalau pakai elok-elok pun bukan ada orang nak mai masuk meminang. *emo*
So yeah, that is my daily routine and daily outfit to the mosque so far since Ramadan started.
But tonight..... was a little bit special.
I realised that it has been 4 days since I had coffee! That is like, a big crime for coffee drinkers.
So, I was
determined to get my usual Venti Iced Vanilla Latte at Starbucks Plaza
Shah Alam, also known as Masalam for short.
After performing tarawih, I headed to my car, which was parked quite far away from the mosque, and I actually sesat. Menghala ke jalan lain. Aku salahkan mamat comel yang berjubah dan berkopiah di perkarangan masjid tadi. Nampak dia teruih telupa park keta kat mana.... hmmmm...
Anyways, lepaih dah jumpa Kenderaan Pendek aku, I went in, and I put on my bibik Myanmar tudung. It's the easiest tudung I have. How do I make you gentlemen understand how easy it is... Oh! It's like a clip-on tie. Except that this one is a tudung, so you don't wrap it around your neck, you put it on your head. Got it? Great!
So I hid under my telekung and put on the clip-on-bibik-Myanmar tudung. Tadaaa! Siap!
Excitedly, I drove. I think I was smiling all the way to Starbucks. Yeah, that's how excited I was to get my coffee.
I finally arrived. I went out of the car, in my clip-on, bibik Myanmar tudung, my lame long sleeve t-shirt, my nineteen ringgit track bottom and selipar.
Berjalan dengan lajunya, tak tengok kiri kanan, I entered Starbucks. "Ahhhh...." aku menghirup udara tak brapa segar tapi bau coffee yang sedap dalam Starbucks tersebut. Lepaih ordered my coffee, I waited kat tepi counter tu.
I didn't bring my phone, so I was kinda mati kutu nak buat apa sambil menunggu tu. Dah la tengah low self-esteem sebab berpakaian tak menepati cita rasa sendiri. But then I thought... whatever. Bukannya nak terjumpa siapapun. Nak quickly get coffee ja pun.
Tiba-tiba, aku tertengok kat luar and I couldn't believe my eyes. Wait... this can't be possible...!
ANUAR ZAIN?
ANUAR ZAIN??!!
ANUAR ZAIN!!!!!!!
OMG YES! Anuar Zain was there, having coffee and lepaking with his friends, looking all handsome and perfect!
My oh my... I used to have a crush on this guy. But that was a long time ago, before I found out Ryan Gosling exists. But still, after seeing him before my eyes, tiba-tiba rasa ada crush balik kat dia. (Don't worry, Ryan. You're still number 2 on my list.)
Kalau diikutkan hati, nak ja aku pi kat dia and kata,"Haish... Anuar Zain oh Anuar Zain... Masa aku pakai elok-elok, pakai kasut tinggi lima belaih inci, bubuh bedak banyak-banyak, tonyoh blusher sampai merah mcm bijik saga, di mana hang? Di mana?! DI MANA??!! Masa aku pakai tudung keramat ni jugak la hang muncui. Ha elok, elok... Elok sangat! Lani kita putuih!"
Akibat takut di ban daripada pi Starbucks tu lagi, aku memutuskan untuk tidak menurutkan hati dan perasaan, lalu beredar dengan sopannya dari Starbucks tersebut.
The End.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
AMAZING DISCOVERY ABOUT MYSELF
Today I discovered something that I never knew about myself.
Something quite amazing, that can rarely be found in anyone else.
It happened when Kak Lina and I were on our way to this one launch event at KLCC.
We were at Jalan Ipoh. You know, the all-the-time-packed road.
I was speeding at 30km/h when I had to stop at the traffic light. (I think the word "speed" is offended by the way I'm using it in this context but whatever. I do feel like offending the word "speed" today, so whatever. Do I look like I care, "speed"?!)
Anyway, back to the amazing discovery about myself.
There was a woman waiting to cross the street. So I stopped the car before her.
She hesitated, not sure what to do. So she just stood there.
And then... I raised my hand, and waved it to the side. My oh my... SHE MOVED! She walked and crossed the street!
That's when I discovered that I have the ability to make people before me cross the street by using my hand! It's like magic. Uh huh.
It was the most awesome moment today.
The End.
Something quite amazing, that can rarely be found in anyone else.
It happened when Kak Lina and I were on our way to this one launch event at KLCC.
We were at Jalan Ipoh. You know, the all-the-time-packed road.
I was speeding at 30km/h when I had to stop at the traffic light. (I think the word "speed" is offended by the way I'm using it in this context but whatever. I do feel like offending the word "speed" today, so whatever. Do I look like I care, "speed"?!)
Anyway, back to the amazing discovery about myself.
There was a woman waiting to cross the street. So I stopped the car before her.
She hesitated, not sure what to do. So she just stood there.
And then... I raised my hand, and waved it to the side. My oh my... SHE MOVED! She walked and crossed the street!
That's when I discovered that I have the ability to make people before me cross the street by using my hand! It's like magic. Uh huh.
It was the most awesome moment today.
The End.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
"BECAKAP BUKAN MAIN PANDAI!"
Last week I went back to Penang with Aunty Bayah and her family.
We, of course, melawat Dhoby Ghaut. A place where I grew up. The best place in the world.
So jumpala relatives yang dah berbulan-bulan tak jumpa..
It's amazing how fast children grow up. Aku tengok anak Abg Ril, Hidayah and Adiba. Dua-dua orang dah in primary school now. Akmal, Syafiq cucu Mak Nah, semua dah nampak lain. Dulu aku la dok mengajaq budak-budak ni mengaji kat rumah mak tok. Kena marah sebab asyik la dok besembang kalah pompuan. Meneraih tak mau.
No wonder orang-orang tua dulu bila dah lama tak tengok aku nanti dok kata "dah besaq dah! dulu dok nampak la dia bejalan pi masjid dengan bedak betampung." NOW I understand why they said that every time they saw me.
Bila aku tengok Hidayah (anak sulung Abg Ril and Kak Nora), teringat masa dia umoq 5 tahun dulu. She was so cute. So bijak becakap. You know how kids nowadays bijak bila becakap, right? Whatever that comes out from their mouth is unpredictable. So Dayah ni was that kind of kid.
I was still studying when she was 5. So during this one semester break, I went back to Dhoby Ghaut. I would hang out with her and her sister Adiba. Saja main-main, layan sembang dengan depa. So pada suatu petang yang hening... aku bejalan ke rumah Abg Ril (which is just next to mak tok's house).
Bila aku masuk, aku dengaq Dayah dok menangeh terok.
Aku jalan masuk lagi ke dapoq, and tengok Kak Nora (her mom) dok bagi mandi dia sambil dok beletiaq. Dayah kept on crying. Teresak-esak sampai sedu la kira.
"Laaa... awat Dayah nangeh sayang?" aku pun bertanya.
"Ha, bagitau la kat Kak Anis pasai pa dok menangeh! Bagitau cepat!" Kak Nora trigger dia.
Dia tengok aku dengan muka mintak simpati. Merah mata-mata punya menangeh campoq ayaq masuk dalam mata mak dia dok juruih ayaq ataih kepala.
"Bagitau la cepat!" Kak Nora sambung marah.
Dayah sambung menangeh. Isk... kesian aih aku tengok. Silap-silap aku yang join Dayah menangeh ni.
"Awat Kak Nora?" aku tanya.
"Ni Anis..." Kak Nora mula bercerita sambil tunjuk-tunjuk kat mulut Dayah.."mulut ni... mulut ni... cakap bukan main punya pandai! Menjawab kita cakap apa semua bukan main lagi. KENCING tak mau habaq!"
Aku renggah gelak kat depan toilet. Yes, at that time Kak Nora was potty training her.
"La.... dia kencing kat mana??" I said, digging for more info.
"Tu kat depan tu. Kat area Abg Ril dok buat keja tu dia pi kencing," Kak Nora cakap, sambil jari tunjuk kat depan. Dayah diam ja dok dengaq mak dia bercerita al-kisah dia.
"Isk isk.. Lain kali Dayah nak kencing, Dayah habaq la kat mama, ok? Kesian mama nak kena cuci semua nanti.." aku cakap dengan lemah gemalai kat dia.
Kak Nora jirus ayaq kat badan dia, "Ni, lepaih ni, amik mop, pi mop pi cuci kat depan tu! Mama takdak nak buat. Dayah kencing, Dayah basuh sendiri!"
Dalam menangeh tersedu-sedu tu, she turned to her mom and asked, "Mana mop?"
"Tudia mop!" Kak Nora cakap sambil tunjuk kat mop. Mop tu dok tergantung kat dinding pancoq tu.
Dayah kalih tengok mop yang tergantung tinggi tu, lalu berkata..."tak sampai nak ambik."
Dengan Kak Nora, dengan aku skali renggah gelak kat situ.
Nak marah semua tak jadi. Isk.. Dayah... Dayah...
Come to think about it, I didn't have the chance to ask arwah mak tok how did she potty train me. Aku dok gelak kat Dayah, ntah-ntah aku lagi terok daripada dia.
Dia kencing kat area bapak dia buat keja. Ntah-ntah, aku pi kencing kat area pokok bunga jejarum mak tok. Tu yang suboq elok ja pokok bunga tu dulu.
We, of course, melawat Dhoby Ghaut. A place where I grew up. The best place in the world.
So jumpala relatives yang dah berbulan-bulan tak jumpa..
It's amazing how fast children grow up. Aku tengok anak Abg Ril, Hidayah and Adiba. Dua-dua orang dah in primary school now. Akmal, Syafiq cucu Mak Nah, semua dah nampak lain. Dulu aku la dok mengajaq budak-budak ni mengaji kat rumah mak tok. Kena marah sebab asyik la dok besembang kalah pompuan. Meneraih tak mau.
No wonder orang-orang tua dulu bila dah lama tak tengok aku nanti dok kata "dah besaq dah! dulu dok nampak la dia bejalan pi masjid dengan bedak betampung." NOW I understand why they said that every time they saw me.
Bila aku tengok Hidayah (anak sulung Abg Ril and Kak Nora), teringat masa dia umoq 5 tahun dulu. She was so cute. So bijak becakap. You know how kids nowadays bijak bila becakap, right? Whatever that comes out from their mouth is unpredictable. So Dayah ni was that kind of kid.
I was still studying when she was 5. So during this one semester break, I went back to Dhoby Ghaut. I would hang out with her and her sister Adiba. Saja main-main, layan sembang dengan depa. So pada suatu petang yang hening... aku bejalan ke rumah Abg Ril (which is just next to mak tok's house).
Bila aku masuk, aku dengaq Dayah dok menangeh terok.
Aku jalan masuk lagi ke dapoq, and tengok Kak Nora (her mom) dok bagi mandi dia sambil dok beletiaq. Dayah kept on crying. Teresak-esak sampai sedu la kira.
"Laaa... awat Dayah nangeh sayang?" aku pun bertanya.
"Ha, bagitau la kat Kak Anis pasai pa dok menangeh! Bagitau cepat!" Kak Nora trigger dia.
Dia tengok aku dengan muka mintak simpati. Merah mata-mata punya menangeh campoq ayaq masuk dalam mata mak dia dok juruih ayaq ataih kepala.
"Bagitau la cepat!" Kak Nora sambung marah.
Dayah sambung menangeh. Isk... kesian aih aku tengok. Silap-silap aku yang join Dayah menangeh ni.
"Awat Kak Nora?" aku tanya.
"Ni Anis..." Kak Nora mula bercerita sambil tunjuk-tunjuk kat mulut Dayah.."mulut ni... mulut ni... cakap bukan main punya pandai! Menjawab kita cakap apa semua bukan main lagi. KENCING tak mau habaq!"
Aku renggah gelak kat depan toilet. Yes, at that time Kak Nora was potty training her.
"La.... dia kencing kat mana??" I said, digging for more info.
"Tu kat depan tu. Kat area Abg Ril dok buat keja tu dia pi kencing," Kak Nora cakap, sambil jari tunjuk kat depan. Dayah diam ja dok dengaq mak dia bercerita al-kisah dia.
"Isk isk.. Lain kali Dayah nak kencing, Dayah habaq la kat mama, ok? Kesian mama nak kena cuci semua nanti.." aku cakap dengan lemah gemalai kat dia.
Kak Nora jirus ayaq kat badan dia, "Ni, lepaih ni, amik mop, pi mop pi cuci kat depan tu! Mama takdak nak buat. Dayah kencing, Dayah basuh sendiri!"
Dalam menangeh tersedu-sedu tu, she turned to her mom and asked, "Mana mop?"
"Tudia mop!" Kak Nora cakap sambil tunjuk kat mop. Mop tu dok tergantung kat dinding pancoq tu.
Dayah kalih tengok mop yang tergantung tinggi tu, lalu berkata..."tak sampai nak ambik."
Dengan Kak Nora, dengan aku skali renggah gelak kat situ.
Nak marah semua tak jadi. Isk.. Dayah... Dayah...
Come to think about it, I didn't have the chance to ask arwah mak tok how did she potty train me. Aku dok gelak kat Dayah, ntah-ntah aku lagi terok daripada dia.
Dia kencing kat area bapak dia buat keja. Ntah-ntah, aku pi kencing kat area pokok bunga jejarum mak tok. Tu yang suboq elok ja pokok bunga tu dulu.
Friday, June 22, 2012
"JANGAN BAGI MUKA!"
I was talking to Azy last night during our dinner, how different the way parents teach their children during our time, the time before us, and today.
So terkeluaq la macam-macam scenarios yang we talked about.
Scenario #1: Anak kena pukui dengan cikgu sebab nakai macam jemuan.
Zaman sekarang
Parents go to the school, complain to the principal about the teacher.
Anak depa yang betoi. Cikgu salah. "Berani cikgu pukui anak kami! Kami saman sekolah ni!" katanya...
Zaman dulu
Anak menangeh-nangeh balik dari sekolah.
"Awat hang Ril?" tanya bapak.
"Kena pukui dengan cikgu," kata Ril sambil mengesat ayaq mata yang bercucuran jatuh.
"Awat cikgu pukui hang?" tanya bapak lagi.
"Tak tau la.." jawab Ril.
So keesokkan harinya, bapak pun pi la sekolah jumpa cikgu yang pukui Ril...
Ril rasa lega la cikgu tu nak kena "berus" dengan bapak dia.
"Cikgu, toksah dok bagi muka kat deni. Kalau jahat, bagi ja. Lemak lebih ni dok bagi muka! Lain kali dok buat perangai loklaq dia, bagi ja tang tengah belakang tu," bapak tiba-tiba pi bagi kebenaran kat cikgu lagi.
Ril menangeh lagi terok selepas kejadian tersebut.
Ril menangeh lagi terok selepas kejadian tersebut.
Scenario #2: Anak/cucu menjawab cakap mak bapak/nenek/tok ayah dan yang sewaktu dengannya.
Zaman sekarang
Lani
semua anak-anak selamba ja menjawab cakap mak bapak. Kononnya, they
need to express themselves. Express, express jugak, tapi kalau dah
sampai tahap kurang ajaq, sendiri la pikiaq.
Mak bapak pun terima ja lani anak-anak menjawab.
Kadang-kadang tu dah macam tak dak control over the kids.
Zaman dulu
"Anis apa hang dok tengok TV tu saja. Pi ambik penyapu sapu rumah, sapu keliling rumah semua," mak tok memberi arahan sambil memasak gulai ikan di dapur.
"Sat la..." Anis menjawab sambil mata terpaku kat skrin TV.
"Pi ambik LANI jugak penyapu tu cepat. Aku tak boleh tangguh-tangguh keja ni," mak tok memberi amaran pertama.
"Alaaa... orang nak tengok TV pun tak senang," Anis membisik.
"Apa hang kata?! Kata lagi sekali aku nak dengaq! Ni aku dok tumbuk sambai belachan ni, aku ramaih mulut hang dengan cabai ni kot nanti! Jawab lagi sekali aku nak dengaq!" mak tok meletup, sambil tala lesung batu kat aku.
Anis yang ketaq satu badan terus bangun dan mencapai penyapu yang dibeli di Sin Lam Bee itu.
"Anis apa hang dok tengok TV tu saja. Pi ambik penyapu sapu rumah, sapu keliling rumah semua," mak tok memberi arahan sambil memasak gulai ikan di dapur.
"Sat la..." Anis menjawab sambil mata terpaku kat skrin TV.
"Pi ambik LANI jugak penyapu tu cepat. Aku tak boleh tangguh-tangguh keja ni," mak tok memberi amaran pertama.
"Alaaa... orang nak tengok TV pun tak senang," Anis membisik.
"Apa hang kata?! Kata lagi sekali aku nak dengaq! Ni aku dok tumbuk sambai belachan ni, aku ramaih mulut hang dengan cabai ni kot nanti! Jawab lagi sekali aku nak dengaq!" mak tok meletup, sambil tala lesung batu kat aku.
Anis yang ketaq satu badan terus bangun dan mencapai penyapu yang dibeli di Sin Lam Bee itu.
Scenario #3: Anak kena gigit tebuan.
Zaman sekarang
Alahai... kesiannya!! Cepat la bawak pi hospital.. Pi hospital swasta la toksah dok pi hospital kerajaan oi...., lambat!!
Zaman dulu
Ril balik sambil menangeh-nangeh.
Bapak, "Awat hang?"
"Dok main bola td kat padang, tak tau bila tebuan gigit," Ril jawab sambil tersedu-sedu menangeh.
"Allah... tebuan gigit dok buat lagu kena patok ulaq senduk. Pi suruh mak hang boh ubat," kata bapak sambil menyambung baca paper di beranda.
"Saket tau... aaaa...," kata Ril sambil menangeh.
"Hang anak jantan ka tak? Toksah dok buat lembik terok. Hang menangeh lagi aku nak tengok. Menangeh! Aku nanti BAGI lagi kot ataih lagi terok dari tebuan, lagi terok dari ulaq senduk. Hang menangeh aku nak tengok," bapak warned.
Sengap teruih Ril.
Scenario #4: Bila anak/cucu nak pi bejalan-jalan.
Zaman sekarang
Sekarang nak pi mana-mana, dekat 5 minit saja pun nak naik keta.
Kalau rumah sebelah One Utama pun, nak naik keta jugak because walking now is a criminal.
Nak naik public transport lagi la. Some children nowadays tak penah naik public transport selama depa hidup. "Public transport ni sesak, lambat, susah, troublesome." katanya...
Zaman dulu
"Anis, apa yang hang dok besiap punya lama? Nak pi Komtar cabok tu pun nak besiap pakai bulu mata tumpang semua ka?" mak tok berkata dari bawah.
"Ha ni dok mai dah...!" Anis berkata sambil turun tangga. Seronok tak terkata di hati sebab nanti nak makan McDonald's kat Komtar.
Anis and mak tok walked to the bus stop.
Yes, they didn't have a car. Bus awam, lancha (beca) and teksi sapu (unregistered cab) were their transport.
Sampai ja kat bus stop, they saw a bus just went away. Alamak! Jenoh nak kena tunggu for the next one.
"Mak tok, jom kita naik teksi sapu tu. Nak tunggu lama ni. Panaih pulak," Anis said to mak tok.
So mak tok and Anis went to the teksi sapu...
"Seram aih aku tengok teksi ni. Macam nak reban ja," kata Anis di dalam hati.
"Apek, berapa pi Komtar?" mak tok membuka pintu passenger dan bertanya apek teksi tersebut.
"Komtar ar? 6 linggit," apek tersebut menjawab.
"Apa hang ni punya merapu sampai 6 ringgit apek oi?! Belakang hidung punya dekat sampai 6 ringgit?! Cekik darah apa ni! 6 ringgit boleh beli popia depan hospital 5 bungkuih tau dak! Tak mau la!" mak tok berkata sambil menghempas pintu teksi tersebut.
Nasib baik tak roboh teksi sapu yang ancient tu.
"Mengarut sangat sampai 6 ringgit. Tunggu ja bas sampai. Panaih pi la sikit," mak tok berkata sambil memegang tangan Anis dan berjalan menuju semula ke bus stop.
Yes, the way children are raised by parents then and now is very different.
Dulu lagi brutal, dictator style. You have no say, I make the calls for you. You just follow.
And we didn't rebel. We know that they did that for our own good. To shape us to be who we are today - stronger, independent, tak manja, tak lembik, tak mudah give-up.
Yang paling best, kita pernah rasa susah, kita pernah lalui zaman kena kejar bus because we didn't want to wait for another hour for the next one, just to go to Kampung Makam yang just a few minutes away tu.
And we faced it together with our parents/grandparents. When we get through the roughest journey in life together, we get through everything and anything together. We grow closer, we appreciate each other even more.
Alhamdulillah, my grandparents and parents have set excellent examples to me.
To my future kids, hangpa tunggu la ke-Che Jam-an aku yang akan menyerlah nanti. Tunggu la hangpa...
Scenario #4: Bila anak/cucu nak pi bejalan-jalan.
Zaman sekarang
Sekarang nak pi mana-mana, dekat 5 minit saja pun nak naik keta.
Kalau rumah sebelah One Utama pun, nak naik keta jugak because walking now is a criminal.
Nak naik public transport lagi la. Some children nowadays tak penah naik public transport selama depa hidup. "Public transport ni sesak, lambat, susah, troublesome." katanya...
Zaman dulu
"Anis, apa yang hang dok besiap punya lama? Nak pi Komtar cabok tu pun nak besiap pakai bulu mata tumpang semua ka?" mak tok berkata dari bawah.
"Ha ni dok mai dah...!" Anis berkata sambil turun tangga. Seronok tak terkata di hati sebab nanti nak makan McDonald's kat Komtar.
Anis and mak tok walked to the bus stop.
Yes, they didn't have a car. Bus awam, lancha (beca) and teksi sapu (unregistered cab) were their transport.
Sampai ja kat bus stop, they saw a bus just went away. Alamak! Jenoh nak kena tunggu for the next one.
"Mak tok, jom kita naik teksi sapu tu. Nak tunggu lama ni. Panaih pulak," Anis said to mak tok.
So mak tok and Anis went to the teksi sapu...
"Seram aih aku tengok teksi ni. Macam nak reban ja," kata Anis di dalam hati.
"Apek, berapa pi Komtar?" mak tok membuka pintu passenger dan bertanya apek teksi tersebut.
"Komtar ar? 6 linggit," apek tersebut menjawab.
"Apa hang ni punya merapu sampai 6 ringgit apek oi?! Belakang hidung punya dekat sampai 6 ringgit?! Cekik darah apa ni! 6 ringgit boleh beli popia depan hospital 5 bungkuih tau dak! Tak mau la!" mak tok berkata sambil menghempas pintu teksi tersebut.
Nasib baik tak roboh teksi sapu yang ancient tu.
"Mengarut sangat sampai 6 ringgit. Tunggu ja bas sampai. Panaih pi la sikit," mak tok berkata sambil memegang tangan Anis dan berjalan menuju semula ke bus stop.
Yes, the way children are raised by parents then and now is very different.
Dulu lagi brutal, dictator style. You have no say, I make the calls for you. You just follow.
And we didn't rebel. We know that they did that for our own good. To shape us to be who we are today - stronger, independent, tak manja, tak lembik, tak mudah give-up.
Yang paling best, kita pernah rasa susah, kita pernah lalui zaman kena kejar bus because we didn't want to wait for another hour for the next one, just to go to Kampung Makam yang just a few minutes away tu.
And we faced it together with our parents/grandparents. When we get through the roughest journey in life together, we get through everything and anything together. We grow closer, we appreciate each other even more.
Alhamdulillah, my grandparents and parents have set excellent examples to me.
To my future kids, hangpa tunggu la ke-Che Jam-an aku yang akan menyerlah nanti. Tunggu la hangpa...
Saturday, June 16, 2012
APABILA MAMAT McD DELIVERY LAMBAT
It was almost 1am.
Azy and I were watching Netherland VS Denmark on TV3.
"Azy, aku lapaq ketaq kepala otak ni. Nak call McD. Hang mau dak?" aku bertanya kawanku si Azimah binti Abdul Aziz yang berasal dari Penang itu.
Well, actually I wasn't THAT hungry. I have this habit of having to eat and drink something when I watch TV. Tak kira la watching football ka, Game of Thrones ka (by the way, I don't advise you to eat fried chicken while watching Game of Thrones, especially during the war scene. Bad, bad idea. Believe me). And I hate junk food. I hate keropok or biscuits. My junk food is either burger, or fried chicken or sausages. So yeah.
"Boleh jugak. Aku pun lapaq gila ni," she answered while her eyes fixed on her phone.
So I called McD, placed our orders and was informed that it'd arrive within 45 minutes.
Alamak... sempat ka? Sempat kot.. Hantam sajalah.
"Hish... aku order McD ni sebab nak makan sambil tengok bola. Hopefully cepat la sampai," aku *beletiaq kat diri sendiri.
45 minit berlalu...
And the game was over. I was so angry I could eat Azy at that time. The thing is, Azy was angry that she could eat 2 of me.
"Assalamualaikum!!" suara mamat McD Delivery kedengaran di luar pintu rumah.
Aku mencapai tudung bibik Myanmar (org Myanmar Islam punya ni), jaket rock yang dulu aku guna masa merempit dan menuju ke arah pintu. Sabaq, Anis... sabaq.
"Azy, hang pi serelom tudung!" aku kata kat Azy sebelum bukak pintu. Dia pun dengan pantas berlari dan serelom tudung.
Aku membuka pintu.
And there he was.... that McD Late Delivery mamat. So innocent. So tak rasa bersalah.
I looked at him, menahan marah yang meluap-luap.
Sabar, Anis... sabar.
Lalu aku dengan nada yang perlahan berkata, "Saya order McD ni....sebab nak makan sambil tengok bola.... *cleared throat*....ni bola dah habih aku nak makan sambil tengok apa?!?!! Tengok muka hang?! Hang masuk pi duduk ataih meja tv tu. Masuk aku kata!" haaa.. kan dah terkeluaq ke-Che Jam-an aku. Tak tahan sabaq dah. Geram aku tengok deni aih!
Mamat McD tersebut tergamam dan takot gila kat aku. Lalu masuk dan duduk ataih meja tv.
Aku dan Azy mula makan double cheeseburger kami sambil tengok muka mamat tu.
"Hang rasa deni orang mana," Azy tanya aku.
"Saya orang..."
"Ada aku kata hang boleh becakap?" aku memintas mamat tersebut. Amboi ada hati nak becakap lagi!
Tiba-tiba...kedengaran siren kereta polis di luar rumah aku yang di tingkat satu tu.
"Lepaskan mangsa!" suara seorang lelaki didengari dari luar.
"Tunggu sat la tinggai nak perabih fries ja lagi ni!" Azy menjawab dengan selamba.
"Huh.. mangsa konon! Ni KAMI ni yang mangsa, dapat makanan lambat!" aku pulak tambah kot ataih.
Sebelum aku menyambung, aku nak tanya.
*Hampa rasa kejadian yang betoi-betoi jadi sampai mana?
Nota buku lali:
*Beletiaq: membebel
*Hampa: korang
Azy and I were watching Netherland VS Denmark on TV3.
"Azy, aku lapaq ketaq kepala otak ni. Nak call McD. Hang mau dak?" aku bertanya kawanku si Azimah binti Abdul Aziz yang berasal dari Penang itu.
Well, actually I wasn't THAT hungry. I have this habit of having to eat and drink something when I watch TV. Tak kira la watching football ka, Game of Thrones ka (by the way, I don't advise you to eat fried chicken while watching Game of Thrones, especially during the war scene. Bad, bad idea. Believe me). And I hate junk food. I hate keropok or biscuits. My junk food is either burger, or fried chicken or sausages. So yeah.
"Boleh jugak. Aku pun lapaq gila ni," she answered while her eyes fixed on her phone.
So I called McD, placed our orders and was informed that it'd arrive within 45 minutes.
Alamak... sempat ka? Sempat kot.. Hantam sajalah.
"Hish... aku order McD ni sebab nak makan sambil tengok bola. Hopefully cepat la sampai," aku *beletiaq kat diri sendiri.
45 minit berlalu...
And the game was over. I was so angry I could eat Azy at that time. The thing is, Azy was angry that she could eat 2 of me.
"Assalamualaikum!!" suara mamat McD Delivery kedengaran di luar pintu rumah.
Aku mencapai tudung bibik Myanmar (org Myanmar Islam punya ni), jaket rock yang dulu aku guna masa merempit dan menuju ke arah pintu. Sabaq, Anis... sabaq.
"Azy, hang pi serelom tudung!" aku kata kat Azy sebelum bukak pintu. Dia pun dengan pantas berlari dan serelom tudung.
Aku membuka pintu.
And there he was.... that McD Late Delivery mamat. So innocent. So tak rasa bersalah.
I looked at him, menahan marah yang meluap-luap.
Sabar, Anis... sabar.
Lalu aku dengan nada yang perlahan berkata, "Saya order McD ni....sebab nak makan sambil tengok bola.... *cleared throat*....ni bola dah habih aku nak makan sambil tengok apa?!?!! Tengok muka hang?! Hang masuk pi duduk ataih meja tv tu. Masuk aku kata!" haaa.. kan dah terkeluaq ke-Che Jam-an aku. Tak tahan sabaq dah. Geram aku tengok deni aih!
Mamat McD tersebut tergamam dan takot gila kat aku. Lalu masuk dan duduk ataih meja tv.
Aku dan Azy mula makan double cheeseburger kami sambil tengok muka mamat tu.
"Hang rasa deni orang mana," Azy tanya aku.
"Saya orang..."
"Ada aku kata hang boleh becakap?" aku memintas mamat tersebut. Amboi ada hati nak becakap lagi!
Tiba-tiba...kedengaran siren kereta polis di luar rumah aku yang di tingkat satu tu.
"Lepaskan mangsa!" suara seorang lelaki didengari dari luar.
"Tunggu sat la tinggai nak perabih fries ja lagi ni!" Azy menjawab dengan selamba.
"Huh.. mangsa konon! Ni KAMI ni yang mangsa, dapat makanan lambat!" aku pulak tambah kot ataih.
Sebelum aku menyambung, aku nak tanya.
*Hampa rasa kejadian yang betoi-betoi jadi sampai mana?
Nota buku lali:
*Beletiaq: membebel
*Hampa: korang
Sunday, June 10, 2012
"NI BARU LAKSA BETOI!"
Petang tadi aku and Azy terasa lapaq. So we were thinking of places that we can chill, and enjoy good food.
So I suggested Pak Li. Azy didn't quite find that suggestion erm... menyelerakan.
"Jom kita pi makan laksa yang Wan beli hari tu," Azy suggested.
"Ohh.. haa... best gak! Jom!" I agreed, dan dengan pantas, sepantas kilat aku drive menuju ke arah tempat tersebut. No, wheel cap tak tercabut, Alhamdulillah.
That place is just 5 minutes away from my house. Kat tepi jalan, dari seksyen 7 menuju ke Bukit Raja, you'll see this lorry juai Laksa Penang and Cendol.
Setibanya kami berdua di situ, kami nampak ramai sangat orang.
Jejaka Malaya pun ramai.
"Adoi... aku dok 'elok' ni la hang nak bawak pi tempat ramai prospect kan?!" Azy berkata sambil mata mencari prospect paling baguih.
"Hang ingat hang ja ka 'elok'? Aku ni tak nampak lagu bibik baru 2 hari sampai dari Myanmar? Lantak la. Pakai elok-elok, tonyoh blusher banyak-banyak pun ada abang WTF tu mintak no tepon aku? Target orang lain, orang lain yang mai mintak nombor aku. Hampeh. Sudah, JOM!" aku kata sambil mengeluarkan diri dari kenderaan pendek.
"Tudia dia punya melalut punya jeuh," kedengaran Azy berbisik.
Sampai ja kat abang tu, aku order, "Laksa 2, cendoi 2. Satu tak mau kacang."
Huh, si Azimah ni. Becakap bukan main macam nak begadoh dengan semua orang, kat kacang takot. Pui!
Aku melihat di sekeliling. Lalu bertanya, "Takdak wifi ka?"
Abang tersebut terkedu sebentar, lalu menjawab, "Takdak, dik."
"Patut ada la. Macamana nak check-in?" aku jawab.
Abang tersebut tertunduk, seolah-olah merasa sesal tak langgan Streamyx.
"Esok ni kalau dah pasang Streamyx, kalau nak upgrade Unifi, saya ada contact. Abang kawan saya boleh buat punya. Murah ja dia amik,"Azy pulak menyampuk.
"Dah lama meniaga?" aku bertanya abang yang sedang mencedok kuah laksa.
"Boleh la.. awat adik?"
"Saja nak tau... nak boh dalam blog saya," aku menjawab dengan cool, sambil membetulkan cermin mata hitam ku.
Abang tu nampak excited. Dia tersenyum. Matanya bersinar-sinar dan bertanya, "Adik ada blog?? Bagus, bagus... ramai follower?"
"Ramai... ada la dalam 25 orang," aku jawab dengan penuh yakin.
Entah kenapa, muka abang tu berubah. Macam nak bagi sepak pun ada jugak. Aku pun tak tau kenapa muka dia berubah dengan tiba-tiba.
Lepaih tu, abang tu menghulurkan laksa kami.
Kami pun cari port nak duduk makan. We found a nice one, actually. Bawah pokok, betoi-betoi kat tepi jalan.
"Ha ni baru laksa betoi!" tiba-tiba Azy menjerit. Nasib beik tak terbalik mangkuk laksa aku.
Yes, memang sangat susah nak cari laksa Penang yang betoi-betoi kat KL ni.
Kami asyik kena tipu ja. Tulis laksa Penang, tapi kuah macam ayaq mata punya ceroi. Yang aku tak paham, tak pandai buat laksa, nak meniaga laksa pasai pa? Hish...! Memang boleh mendatangkan marah.
"Weih, esok ni kita meniaga laksa jugak. Amik port betoi-betoi kat tepi lorry abang ni," Azy bagi cadangan. Tudia hati perot punya mulia.
"Meniaga laksa jugak? Kalau sama ja buat apa," aku jawab.
Azy kalih tengok lorry abang tu, "Abang ni boh 'Laksa Penang', kan? Kita boh la 'Laksa Penang Ori'."
"Haa... dalam flyer esok ni kita tambah lagi 'kalau tak pecaya kami orang Penang, tanya la CAMCA tu apa.' Ok, cantek. Baguih-baguih! Lepaih tu, abang ni boh 'Cendol Pulut' kan.... kita boh la 'Cendoi Pulut Durian'," aku pulak bagi idea.
Lepas kami habis makan laksa and cendoi tu, kami bayaq and left the place...
Memang sedap laksa and cendol di situ. So sesiapa yang teringin nak makan, especially Laksa Penang, silalah ke situ... InsyaAllah puas hati.
Nota kaki:
Kejadian yang benar-benar berlaku sebenarnya sampai takat kami order laksa and cendoi tu ja. Yang lebih adalah khayalan aku dan Azimah semata-mata. Sekian. (Terasa nak bagi kaki tak? I guess that's why they name it 'Nota Kaki')
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| Lorry Laksa Penang & Cendol Pulut at Seksyen 7 Shah Alam |
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| Cendoi tanpa kacang |
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| "Ni baru Laksa Penang betoi!" |
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
DO NOT HATE. DO NOT WAIT.
I was rushing back home when I listened to this Ustaz talked about solat on IKIM fm.
(FYI IKIM fm has different and interesting topics everyday after azan Maghrib. Check it out!)
He said, solat adalah sangat penting dalam kehidupan seorang Muslim.
Rasulullah s.a.w sangat-sangat menitikberatkan solat, sehinggalah ke saat Baginda wafat, Baginda masih mengingatkan umatnya untuk mendirikan solat dan jangan sekali-kali tinggalkan solat.
Solat is the first thing yang akan dihisab di akhirat kelak.
Daripada Abdullah bin Qurti r.a., beliau mengatakan Rasulullah s.a.w pernah bersabda:
"Perkara pertama yang dihisab pada hari kiamat adalah solat. Jika solatnya baik, maka baiklah semua amal perbuatannya. Dan jika sebaliknya maka rosaklah semua perbuatannya." (HR. Thabrani)
Ustaz tadi menyambung, always doa that we are amongst those who perform solat, and remain to perform solat until the day we die. Not only for ourselves, but also doa for our parents, our siblings, our family, our friends, our colleagues, our neighbours and the rest of Muslims.
Even to those who don't perform solat in their daily lives.
Yes. Islam teaches us not to hate. So don't hate a person if he/she doesn't perform solat. In fact help them. Help doa for them, so that Allah opens and softens their heart to be back to Him. Doa yang diiringi dengan hati yang ikhlas, suci, kusyuk dan penuh keimanan, InsyaAllah akan dimakbulkan oleh Allah s.w.t.
"Doakan mereka. Ya Allah, rakan-rakanku sangat baik orangnya Ya Allah. Hati mereka baik, mereka selalu membantu aku dan orang lain, mereka baik kepada ibu bapa mereka, tetapi hati mereka tidak terbuka untuk bersolat. Ampunilah mereka, Ya Allah. Lembutkanlah hati mereka, berilah mereka kekuatan untuk bersolat. Bantulah mereka, Ya Allah..." the Ustaz continued.
After listening to the Ustaz, I was reminded how beautiful Islam is.
How it teaches us to act with kindness to everyone. Even to the ones who don't perform the one, the most important practice in Islam - solat.
Islam teaches us to; instead of saying "Haish... apa nak jadi dengan deni. Tak pernahnya nak solat. Tak takot mati ka?", we should raise our hands, menghadap Allah yang Esa, yang Maha Mendengar doa hamba-hambaNya and berdoa "Ya Allah, ampunilah dia. Jadikan dia seorang hambaMu yang mendirikan solat."
So friends, let's change to be a better person, a better Muslim.
Let's start tomorrow.
Let's start to solat.
Let's start to doa untuk kebaikan orang lain.
One thing for sure, we will all be back to Allah s.w.t.
And one thing for sure, we don't know when our time is up.
"Solat merupakan senjata yang terakhir dari segala yang menghancurkan agama. Jika solat telah hilang, maka hilanglah agama dengan sendirinya." - Rasulullah s.a.w
*Sesungguhnya yang baik itu datangnya dari Allah, dan yang buruk itu datangnya dari kesalahan diri saya sendiri. Wallahu'alam.
(FYI IKIM fm has different and interesting topics everyday after azan Maghrib. Check it out!)
He said, solat adalah sangat penting dalam kehidupan seorang Muslim.
Rasulullah s.a.w sangat-sangat menitikberatkan solat, sehinggalah ke saat Baginda wafat, Baginda masih mengingatkan umatnya untuk mendirikan solat dan jangan sekali-kali tinggalkan solat.
Solat is the first thing yang akan dihisab di akhirat kelak.
Daripada Abdullah bin Qurti r.a., beliau mengatakan Rasulullah s.a.w pernah bersabda:
"Perkara pertama yang dihisab pada hari kiamat adalah solat. Jika solatnya baik, maka baiklah semua amal perbuatannya. Dan jika sebaliknya maka rosaklah semua perbuatannya." (HR. Thabrani)
Ustaz tadi menyambung, always doa that we are amongst those who perform solat, and remain to perform solat until the day we die. Not only for ourselves, but also doa for our parents, our siblings, our family, our friends, our colleagues, our neighbours and the rest of Muslims.
Even to those who don't perform solat in their daily lives.
Yes. Islam teaches us not to hate. So don't hate a person if he/she doesn't perform solat. In fact help them. Help doa for them, so that Allah opens and softens their heart to be back to Him. Doa yang diiringi dengan hati yang ikhlas, suci, kusyuk dan penuh keimanan, InsyaAllah akan dimakbulkan oleh Allah s.w.t.
"Doakan mereka. Ya Allah, rakan-rakanku sangat baik orangnya Ya Allah. Hati mereka baik, mereka selalu membantu aku dan orang lain, mereka baik kepada ibu bapa mereka, tetapi hati mereka tidak terbuka untuk bersolat. Ampunilah mereka, Ya Allah. Lembutkanlah hati mereka, berilah mereka kekuatan untuk bersolat. Bantulah mereka, Ya Allah..." the Ustaz continued.
After listening to the Ustaz, I was reminded how beautiful Islam is.
How it teaches us to act with kindness to everyone. Even to the ones who don't perform the one, the most important practice in Islam - solat.
Islam teaches us to; instead of saying "Haish... apa nak jadi dengan deni. Tak pernahnya nak solat. Tak takot mati ka?", we should raise our hands, menghadap Allah yang Esa, yang Maha Mendengar doa hamba-hambaNya and berdoa "Ya Allah, ampunilah dia. Jadikan dia seorang hambaMu yang mendirikan solat."
So friends, let's change to be a better person, a better Muslim.
Let's start tomorrow.
Let's start to solat.
Let's start to doa untuk kebaikan orang lain.
One thing for sure, we will all be back to Allah s.w.t.
And one thing for sure, we don't know when our time is up.
"Solat merupakan senjata yang terakhir dari segala yang menghancurkan agama. Jika solat telah hilang, maka hilanglah agama dengan sendirinya." - Rasulullah s.a.w
*Sesungguhnya yang baik itu datangnya dari Allah, dan yang buruk itu datangnya dari kesalahan diri saya sendiri. Wallahu'alam.
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