My boys, off to Friday prayer.
Selalunya Ezzy akan solat di Tokyo Camii, Shibuya. Dari rumah, perjalanan ke sana agak jauh. Bertukar bas dan train. Takpelah. Lagi jauh langkah, semoga lagi kuat iman anak-anak Mommy.
Baru-baru ni benda yg paling aku risaukan duduk di tempat orang akhirnya terjadi. Aku tak sangka seawal ni. Lepas siapkan homework malam tu, Ezzy tanya Eizwan, is everything ok at school?
Dia angguk. Tapi mata mula bergenang. Ada benda tak kena. Beberapa kali aku tanya baru dia buka mulut. Katanya ada beberapa org budak said something that made some of his friends didn't want to play with him anymore. Aku tanya budak tu cakap apa sampai mcm tu sekali jadinya.
"Dia bgtau semua org, Eiwan ni org Islam. Org Islam ni terrorist. Eiwan org baik Mommy! Eiwan bukan terrorist!"
Masya Allah. Aku pandang Ezzy, Ezzy pandang aku. Terkelu lidah. Luluh hati. Aku dah agak satu hari benda ni akan timbul. Tapi aku tak sangka seawal ni. Dia baru 8 tahun. Masih awal utk dia faham. Dan aku tahu budak-budak sebaya dia pun bukan faham maksud 'terrorist' tu sebenarnya. Ambik handkerchief tutup muka lepas tu cakap terrorist!
Lama aku fikir. Apa yg patut aku cakap. Aku tau apa yg bakal aku cakap pada dia akan memberi kesan yg besar dan akan mencorak tindak tanduk dia lepas ni. Lepas agak lama fikir, memang lama betul, finally I said this to him,
"It's ok Eiwan. Let them be. We cannot blame them if they're afraid of us. People are always afraid of things they do not know. They don't know about our beautiful religion. Yes, there are good and bad people in every religion, not just Islam. So it's up to u to prove to them that u're the good one. You have Allah to protect u all the time. Just be yourself. Be nice. Be kind. Show to your friends that you're a good Muslim. Work hard. You should be proud that u're the only Muslim boy in Meisei. The only one who can teach your friends all about Islam. Don't fight back. Just take a step back and smile. It's ok. Just focus to be the best. Be the best student. Be the best son. Be the best brother. Be the best friend. Be the best in your studies. Strive to be excellent in everything you do. Be the first Muslim boy who will represent your school to the world. And they will come to you. I promise u."
Baik je kan bunyinya. Kenapa in English? Bila marah atau tengah tahan marah mmg keluar bahasa Ayahanda. Bahasa Ibunda bila tengah lembut dan ayu.
Eh marah ke? Mak mana yg tak marah. Aku kan gangster. Sepanjang aku dengar cerita Eizwan, muka senyum je, tapi tangan tengah genggam penumbuk. Well, I'm a mother. A very protective Mak Ayam. Hanya Allah sahaja yg tau apa perasaan aku time tu. Masa tanya nama budak-budak yg buat Eiwan tu pun, aku tengok Ezzy pun dah gigil-gigil suara tahan marah. Tapi aku tahu, aku dgn Ezzy kena betul-betul careful the way kitorg handle benda ni. Tak boleh ikutkan hati. Monkey see, monkey do. Especially this little monkey.
Jadi untuk kebaikan anak-anak, aku simpankan gangster aku dalam almari. Kena tunjuk contoh yg baik. Ezzy still called the school just to ask the teacher to monitor from far. We understand this is just another growing process but we also want to make sure things don't go overboard.
Eizwan, one day if u're reading this, I want u to know, Daddy and Mommy are always here for u. Bukan Mommy tak nak Eiwan lawan balik, but that will only prove what they think we are. Islam is a peace-loving religion and it teaches co-existence with all other religions.
Kita bukan terrorist.
Kita terror jewww.
Malam tu before tidur, segangster-gangster Mak Ayam, akhirnya jatuh juga airmata.
Eh, I'm a mother lah.
Dia angguk. Tapi mata mula bergenang. Ada benda tak kena. Beberapa kali aku tanya baru dia buka mulut. Katanya ada beberapa org budak said something that made some of his friends didn't want to play with him anymore. Aku tanya budak tu cakap apa sampai mcm tu sekali jadinya.
"Dia bgtau semua org, Eiwan ni org Islam. Org Islam ni terrorist. Eiwan org baik Mommy! Eiwan bukan terrorist!"
Masya Allah. Aku pandang Ezzy, Ezzy pandang aku. Terkelu lidah. Luluh hati. Aku dah agak satu hari benda ni akan timbul. Tapi aku tak sangka seawal ni. Dia baru 8 tahun. Masih awal utk dia faham. Dan aku tahu budak-budak sebaya dia pun bukan faham maksud 'terrorist' tu sebenarnya. Ambik handkerchief tutup muka lepas tu cakap terrorist!
Lama aku fikir. Apa yg patut aku cakap. Aku tau apa yg bakal aku cakap pada dia akan memberi kesan yg besar dan akan mencorak tindak tanduk dia lepas ni. Lepas agak lama fikir, memang lama betul, finally I said this to him,
"It's ok Eiwan. Let them be. We cannot blame them if they're afraid of us. People are always afraid of things they do not know. They don't know about our beautiful religion. Yes, there are good and bad people in every religion, not just Islam. So it's up to u to prove to them that u're the good one. You have Allah to protect u all the time. Just be yourself. Be nice. Be kind. Show to your friends that you're a good Muslim. Work hard. You should be proud that u're the only Muslim boy in Meisei. The only one who can teach your friends all about Islam. Don't fight back. Just take a step back and smile. It's ok. Just focus to be the best. Be the best student. Be the best son. Be the best brother. Be the best friend. Be the best in your studies. Strive to be excellent in everything you do. Be the first Muslim boy who will represent your school to the world. And they will come to you. I promise u."
Baik je kan bunyinya. Kenapa in English? Bila marah atau tengah tahan marah mmg keluar bahasa Ayahanda. Bahasa Ibunda bila tengah lembut dan ayu.
Eh marah ke? Mak mana yg tak marah. Aku kan gangster. Sepanjang aku dengar cerita Eizwan, muka senyum je, tapi tangan tengah genggam penumbuk. Well, I'm a mother. A very protective Mak Ayam. Hanya Allah sahaja yg tau apa perasaan aku time tu. Masa tanya nama budak-budak yg buat Eiwan tu pun, aku tengok Ezzy pun dah gigil-gigil suara tahan marah. Tapi aku tahu, aku dgn Ezzy kena betul-betul careful the way kitorg handle benda ni. Tak boleh ikutkan hati. Monkey see, monkey do. Especially this little monkey.
Jadi untuk kebaikan anak-anak, aku simpankan gangster aku dalam almari. Kena tunjuk contoh yg baik. Ezzy still called the school just to ask the teacher to monitor from far. We understand this is just another growing process but we also want to make sure things don't go overboard.
Eizwan, one day if u're reading this, I want u to know, Daddy and Mommy are always here for u. Bukan Mommy tak nak Eiwan lawan balik, but that will only prove what they think we are. Islam is a peace-loving religion and it teaches co-existence with all other religions.
Kita bukan terrorist.
Kita terror jewww.
Malam tu before tidur, segangster-gangster Mak Ayam, akhirnya jatuh juga airmata.
Eh, I'm a mother lah.
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