In the name of Allah The Most Gracious and The Most Merciful. Alhamdulillah binikmati iman wa islam. Okay now it's more and more about myself. Being a muslimah in this metropolitan city,rather tough. In fact no matter where it's a challenging title to carry on. Not only about a title but the practice of it. The practice of being a muslimah. The true life of a muslimah.
Like what I've said in the previous blogpost, now I'm working as a shop assisstant at Pak MJ Cafe. A marshmallow,herbs and chocolate stall. Alhamdulillah I'd manage to get fitting there.Eventhough it was a little bit boring, I'd prefer the works without the interaction with the people more than the opposite one. Yeah sometimes,it's only sometimes got to communicate with them.Oh whatever.
Actually the real topic is that,occasionally I went out with my fellows and friends with the appearance of a muslimah.Covering their aurat properly,behave their manners;people are tends to respect and have faith in us more than anyone else out there. Once a lady, the ordinary one, she'd got problems with her handset. Upon seeing us,she called us and asking for help.On how to fix her handset. She really need the devices to contact her buddy. They'd make an appointment to meet somewhere but they were lost in contact because of the problems. It's just what crossing my mind on that time, isn't she worried of us taking away her handset? or maybe robbed her on the spot? eheh..it's just a thought and several possibilties if the lady insisted to ask anyone else rather than us. If you think the storyline is about actually to raise myself, then you sould read the following:
We just kept continuing walking to go home via the KTM. Upon reaching the station, a few other people approached us either to ask the direction or asking for a little favour. Averagely on the same day, we'd managed to help several person by hand. An awesome experience I had,I think so. Awesome on about four to five people approached us asking for help. My friends just thought that they believed us because of our appearances. Okey then,hope so. And nobody else would destroy our images in public.
In some cases, a woman with long veil and garments do the bad deeds. Thus, interrupting our images in front of the public.
Just that the nice woman for a nice man. If you want a nice and soleh husband, then you're the person who should be the one first. Wallahua'lam,sorry maybe this is more likely ranting. Anyway thanks for streaming :) Be a nice muslimah okay ;)
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