I'm home in Shah Alam C:
I have quite a journey from PJ to SA.
Somehow exciting, somehow intimidating.
And I was all alone.
Wearing niqab and red baju kurung.
I brought along three luggages.
First note, do not ever bring heavy luggages if you are travelling using public transport.
In the bus, it was nothing but usual.
However, when I was walking from KL monorail station to KL central,
I noticed that I was being followed,
by a man.
He stared at me, I thought he felt weird about my appearance.
Then I noticed he was staring at my left hand.
I was carrying a bag and on top of it was a blue dolphin plushie.
On second thought, ok, he felt weird of the existence of the plushie.
Yet again, he kept staring and walked besides me.
Not until the last minute I realised I was holding my phone with the same hand.
Is it -- he was aiming to snatch my belongings?
(MasyaAllah, dah bersangka buruk)
He stopped and looked at me.
I was scared.
I walked again.
He walked besides me.
I stopped and stared right into his eyes.
Then he realised that I realised,
and he left.
I waited for a few minutes before I continue my walk.
As I arrived at the central, I noticed that there's television casts.
Nothing special, really.
I bought my ticket and Angah called.
He asked where I was and as I told him how heavy my luggages were, I settled down at a corner.
Suddenly he said,
"Sit at a chair, don't sit at a corner."
I was surprised and I said, "I just did."
"Thought so," he laughed.
He knew me too well, I guess.
Then I walked to the food court.
I was planning to leave my luggages somewhere, but Angah said no.
So I recklessly brought all the luggages up all the way to the food court.
It was 6.30 p.m.
I chose my sit and recite Quran.
when I stood up to buy some food,
I thought, oh no, I am wearing the wrong type of niqab.
I have two types of niqab.
First, the clip-on.
This one is seriously easy to wear and eating becomes so easy.
You can even eat rice without having your niqab accidentally becomes dirty.
Second, the stick-on.
Easy to use, double layer, but not that easy to eat with.
I am wearing the second one.
And somehow I noticed people watched my moves.
They were waiting for me to eat.
(Apakah memang selalu begini?)
So I bought Yong Tau Foo.
And I waited for Azan.
When the time for iftar comes, I drank my Ice Lemon Tea and went to the toilet.
Because there are certain "rules" for me when I want to eat using my niqab.
I don't know about other niqab-ers but I think most of us are the same :)
1. Adjusting the niqab.
I always wear my niqab as tight as possible. And for the stick-on, I stick my niqab inside my hijab. So it is tight but comfortable. You don't want winds to easily blow your niqab and accidentally shows your face.
So when I want to eat, I will stick my niqab outside of my hijab and not as tight as before. So it is easy for me to move my niqab a little and eat. But I won't prefer anyone to eat rice or something difficult. And I use fork and spoon to eat. Of course, I drink using a straw.
2. Wear a clip-on niqab instead.
This type of niqab is very easy to use.
There's not even a thing to explain.
I just move my niqab a little and eat everything I can.
3. Sit at a corner where everyone else don't see you and take down your niqab.
This, I always did when I travel with cars.
I bought something and eat inside the cars instead if the shops.
I also saw a niqab-er do this at the central.
So, that's three.
The first time I wear niqab, it was back when I was 15.
Public school doesn't allow their students to wear niqab.
Then I wear it again when I was 17.
Now, that I am turning 18, eventhough I am not a total niqab-er,
I wish, someday, Allah will bless my journey with an easier path.
Another thing that I want to share on this post,
is that, trust in Allah is very important to every Muslim.
Before I started my journey back to SA, I prayed and recite Ma'thurat.
And I was putting my faith only to Allah.
During my time at the central,
I, as reckless as I am, put my things everywhere.
My phone, bag containing laptop.
But I felt no worries as I know Allah is there for me.
And I didn't lose a thing.
Even at CFS, I left my purse anywhere everytime I think that it is too heavy to carry.
I never short a cent.
Allah, is our only protector.
Put you trust in Him, and insyaAllah, He is and always be there.
Jazakallah, barakallah 'alaikum.
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