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Rasulullah
s.a.w berkata: “Sejuk pandangan mataku dalam sembahyang”.
Perkara
yang aku paaaaaaaaaaaaaling suke dalam dunia ni; waktu Imam habis baca Al-fatihah dan ma’mum akan sambut dengan “Amiin”.
At that precise moment, I’d close my eyes and just absorb that mighty wave-like
volume. All the time. Macam bunyi ombak dekat pantai, when the sound of the
ombak itself soothes your crazy soul to peace. THAT sort of feeling. Selalu aku
akan pejam mate, take in the multiple deep voices and just try to imagine how
long how far how big ma’mum kat masjid tu. And I would smile silently and said
another “Amiin” after the first Amiin subdued. Like all the time. (Am I
insane for doing that selalu? Khusyu’ ke solat aku kalau camtu eh ape2 lah).

For
the 1^st terawikh we decided (last minute) to go to masjid Puchong
Perdana. Parking dah penuh and we were a bit late so park agak jauh dari masjid
but eh they do say banyak pahala berjalan ke masjid kan hehe. Plus it’s easier to get out later
so not whining here.

Rindu
plak waktu terawikh zaman belajar. I remember kitorang serumah (and sometimes
jiran lecturer2 sebelah rumah) used to walk to the nearest surau kat Taman
Melawis tu ramai2 untuk terawikh. The prayer tu kat mane2 semuenye same. Beza
cuma cepat atau lambat je. The feeling of walking together dgn org yg mean a
lot (all of my ex housemates rocks and I’m so lame I don’t know how else to
describe them) tu yang precious. Tapi biase la time mude2, ade la jugak prasaan
malas mau pegi terawikh kat surau tu datang. Haha can’t blame setan for that dorang dah kene ikat sebulan
suntuk. So usually aku dengan sape2 yang x pegi surau tu akan jemaah same2 kat living room pastu sambung melantak (which was totally fine by me *ngeee*).

Enough
walk to memory lane. So on our way ke masjid, Imam baru ketuk2 mic, testing
untuk azan Isya’. Out of nowhere we heard Pussy Cat Dolls ‘Dontcha’ (or
whatever the supposed-to-be song title lah) introduction blaring from a stereo.
Aku dengan sis1 automatically pusing ke arah bunyi tu. Eeeehhhhhhhhh ladies with
fitting outfits spreading out kat kawasan taman depan masjid getting ready to
kick into action untuk senamrobik (don’t even care how they spell it). Pandang
skali xpe x dose kan
haha NO pls jgn ikut. Way
to start Ramadhan I tell you.

Nak
masuk masjid baru aku prasan aku lupe bawak stokin(!). Nak cepat pegi masjid
punye pasal. Well my jubah is long but waktu sujud you’d still can see my tapak
kaki urgh. So to cut the very long story short, thank God sis1 pakai kain batik
dalam jubah die. Die bawak jugak kain telekung I’m just so relieved to have
extra kain. Imam dah azan Isya’ and there we were on the 3^rd floor,
sorang try untuk bukak kain sorang lagi try untuk sarung kain (as properly and
decently as we can). In spite of being around women in whites who behaved like
how they should behave in a mosque, aku dgn sis1 were trying so hard not to
laugh at the madness we’re creating.  Way
to start 1^st day of terawikh ey Kaklong…:D

Imam2
kat masjid tu bagus. Not too fast not too slow. By the end of the terawikh,
kanak2 were laughing and giggling same kuat dengan Imam (I’m sure Imam tu
bersusah payah nak konsentret hafazan dengan suare kanak2 ribena), peluh
menitik2 macam hujan dari langit inside of our jubah and kawasan Hawa dah leh
dinaik-taraf untuk jadi sauna. So kaum2 Adam be thankful you don’t have to wear
tudung or telekung like forever. (aku selalu jeles dengan dorang sebab they can
practically go to any mosque and pray ASAP while us women nak kene bukak pin
bukak tudung amek wudhu’ sarung telekung sarung kain baru leh solat. Not that
I’m complaining just that aku rase banyak kaum Adam taktau betape bertuahnye
dorang dilahirkan sebagai lelaki).

On
the way back to car park, nampak budak laki umur 9-10 tahun nak melintas. As usual
with terawikh traffic after prayer was crazy and he looked bewildered for
someone who’s about to cross a road. Aku nampak 4WD dari arah kiri keluar dari
simpang and bapak budak tu dah menonong kedepan. Waktu die nak lari melintas, I
grabbed his arm (batal ke wudhu’ aku eh?) and hold him back from the road. “Kejap
dik ade kereta byk tu kan…”
(Hello a gigantic looking car is coming your way budak kecik don’t die on the 1^st
Ramadhan not infront of me anyway). I stopped the traffic and ushered him to
the other side of the road. Dengan suare kiut and barely hearable, “timekasih…”
before he lets go of my hand and ran to his dad. Awwww isn’t he cute *melts*.

Yeah
anyway sis1 was very generous to blanje (my perut feels so lucky the past few
days cos I’ve been robbing these people blind for the food haha) nasi lemak
lepas terawikh. We ate at around 10-ish and we decided that nasi lemak should
be our sahur too cos we’re too lazy to fix one hehe. Bujang trang tang-tang
katekan..(and mak would say ‘alahai kesian anak ummi’ to our pitiful way of
life and I’d grin the usual grin that says ‘I so love you for saying that mak’).

As per
ritual, anak2 mak kat sini akan call mak ucap selamat terawikh, selamat
menyambut Ramadhan and most importantly mintak mak kejutkan waktu sahur nanti. Don’t
NO-NO me sis3 and sis5 I’m sure you did what I did kan? (cos i called home and bro6 ckp mak tengah
bz on the phone with you guys stop hogging mak :p). Even if we didn’t ask mak
to do that, she’d still wake us up every morning for sahur. She’d been
religiously doing that for the past year she wasn’t with us and that seems to
be my kickstart of the day. Even if we’re living worlds apart (watever) mak is
still our center of universe no matter how all grown up we’ve become. Selamat bersahur
hari pertama nanti…

OMG
this is one long entry. If you can read up until this point, you have my
respect man and woman. Tabik spring!

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