When Malay Hates Malay

Yesterday, I went to the computer center of campus after getting tired of slow internet connection at my room. What was interesting to me, there I befriended a Malay girl. A short simple meeting that led to our acquaintance.

The fair-haired girl at first asked me the password to log into the pc (which is 123). Starting there, she kept asking about me. Maybe she thought that I was being friendly to her. For sure, I answered all the questions even it was too personal.

Actually I was there to register subjects for next semester. The computer center was too crowded since all students were in their rush to get the exact section for their respective subjects, including me and that girl.

Time Constraint

Story 1

 

 

Recently, I got a call from my mom. Mom told me that, at kampong, there was a gossip about me. Many said that I was going to get married very soon. I definitely denied the rumour and I was still not ready yet to “memadukan” my mom. Hehe. But my mom eagerly asked me to find someone or else she would find it for me. Until now, I still didn’t answer that question due to its “difficulty”.

 

 

Story 2

 

 

Lately I couldn’t sleep well. I always faced a recurring nightmare. What is it all about? Gosh, I don’t know but it scares me a lot, as if I faced sakaratul maut. And I start to miss my in-the-far-distance roommate who always gives tazkirah about death early in the morning. I don’t know when he would come back. Oh Allah, please bless us in Islam.

 

 

Story 3

 

 

Minah’s story still shackles me. The gossip still keeps going on. I have no idea when it would be stopped. Or shall I stand before the crowd and declare there is nothing between me and Minah? When I came to class, there were always a variety of stories about me and Minah. I lost my concentration to kuliah. My results of previous tests proved that I needed myself back badly! Gosh, mulut tempayan boleh tutup, tapi tidak mulut manusia…

 

 

Story 4

 

 

My assignments flow in a steady stream even the semester is going to its end. I am under so much pressure. One of the assignments is as difficult as the Projek Sarjana Muda even I am still a second year student. It’s a challenge for me. But with a lot of other assignments, quizzes and tests, I don’t think that I can do the best but I will always try my best. Oh Allah, please give me Your Barakah in whatever I am doing!

 

 

Story 5

 

 

The final exam is around the corner and I still have a lot of things to cover. I found myself time-constrained a little bit. Three weeks left and I have to study five three-credit subjects. Once again, I am under pressure and need Barakah in whatever I am doing. I have to maintain three-CGPA this semester. Or else the situation is getting complicated in the left four semesters.

 

 

Story 6

 

 

Six days left for Mawlid. There is necessarily something hot about it. It does whip up the anger of people. Oh, please, enhance our salawat to Our Beloved Prophet Muhammad, than keeping tabdi’ing the Mawlid. You are with your own practices, and we are with ours. Keep welcoming the Mawlid walau karihal Wahhabiyyun.

 

 

Story 7

 

 

I always face people who want to argue me down but they always really don’t know about my subject of discussion. When I told the real subject or revealed the anomaly of their arguments, they said I was being provocative and they aroused the question of morality. What the heck is this all about? Don’t get my tempers flared. And don’t argue with this question: “Mana Hujah Kamu?”.

 

 

Story 8

 

 

My problem with Jemaah Kampus still mystifies me. Am I the one who is wrong? Oh, I won’t tell any further about this matter (sirr and hazar, hehe). But this thing is so confusing. I wish I could clear it very soon.

 

 

Story 9

 

 

This is the only entry I could publish in this constraint. May Allah help me encounter all the problems. May Allah bless my friend too who is in fatrah like me.