Usah buka aib sesama Muslim - Bersama Mohd Zawawi Yusoh

Kelak Allah tutup aibnya di akhirat

DALAM satu hadis Rasulullah s.a.w bersabda, maksudnya: "Sesiapa yang menutup keaiban saudaranya sesama Muslim, kelak Alah akan tutup aibnya di akhirat."

Cuba kita sama-sama teliti satu kisah di zaman Nabi Musa a.s. Pada suatu ketika Bani Israel ditimpa musim kemarau yang berpanjangan. Mereka berkumpul dan datang menemui nabi.

Mereka berkata: "Ya Kaliimallah! Berdoalah kepada Tuhanmu agar Dia menurunkan hujan kepada kami."

Berangkatlah Nabi Musa bersama kaumnya menuju ke padang pasir yang luas. Dengan jumlah yang ramai itu mereka berdoa dalam keadaan lusuh dan penuh debu, haus serta lapar.

Nabi Musa berdoa: "Ilaahi! Asqinaa ghaitsak...wansyur 'alaina rahmatak..."

Selepas itu langit tetap saja terang benderang, matahari pun bersinar makin berkilauan. Maknanya segumpal awan pun tidak muncul jua.
Kemudian Nabi Musa berdoa lagi: "Ilaahi...asqinaa. .."

Allah pun berfirman kepada Nabi Musa, maksudnya: "Bagaimana Aku akan menurunkan hujan kepada kalian sedangkan di antara kalian ada seorang hamba di kalangan yang hadir berdoa bermaksiat sejak 40 tahun lalu. Umumkanlah di hadapan manusia agar dia berdiri di hadapan kalian semua. Kerana dialah Aku tidak menurunkan hujan untuk kalian..."

Lalu Nabi Musa pun berteriak di tengah-tengah kaumnya: "Wahai hamba yang bermaksiat kepada Allah sejak 40 tahun...keluarlah ke hadapan kami...kerana engkaulah hujan tidak turun..."

Seorang lelaki melirik ke kanan dan kiri. Tidak seorang pun yang keluar di hadapan manusia. Saat itu pula dia sedar kalau dirinyalah yang dimaksud.

Dia berkata dalam hatinya: "Kalau aku keluar ke hadapan manusia, maka akan terbuka rahasiaku. Kalau aku tidak berterus terang, maka hujan pun tidak akan turun."

Hatinya pun gundah gulana. Air matanya pun menetes, menyesali perbuatan maksiatnya, sambil berkata di dalam hati: "Ya Allah! Aku sudah bermaksiat kepada-Mu selama 40 tahun. Selama itu pula Engkau menutupi aibku. Sungguh sekarang aku bertaubat kepada-Mu, maka terimalah taubatku."

Tidak lama selepas pengakuan taubatnya itu, awan-awan tebal pun muncul. Semakin lama semakin tebal menghitam dan akhirnya turunlah hujan.

Nabi Musa kehairanan. "Ya Allah, Engkau sudah turunkan hujan kepada kami, namun tidak seorang pun yang keluar di hadapan manusia."

Allah berfirman, maksudnya: "Aku menurunkan hujan kepada kalian oleh sebab hamba yang kerananya hujan tidak kunjung turun."

Nabi Musa berkata: "Ya Allah! Tunjukkan padaku hamba yang taat itu."

Allah berfirman, maksudnya: "Ya Musa, Aku tidak membuka aibnya padahal dia bermaksiat kepada-Ku. Apakah Aku membuka aibnya sedangkan dia taat kepada-Ku!"

Semoga cerita ini menjadikan kita hamba yang tidak menghina dan mengaibkan kesalahan yang dilakukan seseorang.

Bukan itu sahaja, kita juga dilarang mendedahkan keaiban sendiri. Tetapi hal ini sering terjadi dalam dunia yang hangat dengan kejungkilan kisah dosa peribadi, kadang-kadang menjadi pelaris dan menghangatkan lagi buku dan siaran televisyen gundah gelana aku membaca article ni. I need to repent all my sins.

memori pokok teh

sneezing, burning itchy eyes .... aarrrr .. the allergy season is here. and yesterday heat was so hot and humid, enough to make my head spinning and my body weak. baru satu hari, dah rasa macam nak gol. good enough to make me not to miss home.

Sayang abang

I amazed with some wives or gfs who's so impressed with their spouse/bfs.

2 weeks ago, I drove M to pick up a server he bought online. Since the husband wasnt there, the wife did all the technical talking. While M was checking the server's capacity, the wife was fanfaronaded the husband's handiness in computer.

It was this HUGE excessive pride when she talked of him.

I looked at M (he was like a kid got a new bike) and listened to the wife and I thought; M does all things she said about her husband or M did things even better, but why I mums.

In other simpler words, I am an ignorant b-yatch when it comes to husband kind deeds.

and yet I used to complain that aku ni pencacai kutuk ja.

indeed, aku kufur nikmat.

Hai susahnya

Last weekend, M and I went to winners for a quick spree. Again, due to our flabulous body, M decided to get a suitable running gear for himself and I seized the opportunity to grab one or two too.

My selection of clothing is nothing but CHEAP CHEAP CHEAP. Especially for some fiber to absorb my sweats, I dont feel the need to match my top with my bottom. let alone the brand.

M, as opposed to me, has a mandatory complusive behavior to match everything from head to toe (if he can). and price tag is the least thing he would care of (that's explained the very few trips to shopping complex in a year). While I busied strolling the clearance aisle, he was busy to find a matching outfit.

Of course, Winners offers a good price but he definitely can get extra 2 pairs at clearance aisle with a cost of adidas-less.

Well, I dont really have the right to complain a lot coz I came out with 2 pairs of shoes. His choice of course.

bla bla blab 1

Never in my life, I would dream to make a fancy dish like Yong Tau Fu but I succesfully did.

Yes, no kidding.

But the sauce it's yet up to the notch, the belacan is overpowered the overall taste. But who cares? better than nothing.

Most importantly, a novice like M filled his plate 3 times. And it's filling enough to pass the dinner. Me like it a lot especially when M did all the dishes and cleaning.

The weather is a bit chilled compare to yesterday. My mood is ggod although I have 2 ulcers at my lower lips.

Maybe it's time for a song

I cant swing

for the past 2 weeks coincide with my school break, I decided to resume my long-forgotten visits to the gym.

My semangat was very berkobar kobar after my easter break became an eater break and my weight had whopping to the cangkul digit.

Yes people. I am so mad at myself.

To boost my weightloss, I complimented my 2 hours (everyday) with Cabbage soup dietary and oh boy, I've lost 5lbs in only 2 days.

The results indeed made me a happy not-yet-skimpy camper but I felt the extreme rapid lost it's not what I've in mind.

Anyway, this post is not really about my weight lost yada yada. it always be my constant battle and I can go on and on infinitely until this laptop can vomit itself out.

however, since I was spending couple hrs a day in a gym after dropping M, I figure why dont i tried one of the groupexercise classes. I tried couple of those before but I never had a chance to try the one that consist dancing movements. Afterall, I can swing my booty like Julianne Hough.

It's not hurt to dream, people! ~haih~

So, in my first class of Zumba (remind me of Zuma games actually), I was thousand percent sure that I will sway like one of PCDs. Afterall, I did my homework watching DWTS and practised a few twists in the bathroom.

How bad it can be, right? afterall the studio was full with seniors (except the skinny-to-the-bone senior infront of me. Very intimidating)

the music played and we started to do mambo steps, followed by chacha and last but not least merengue. The last part is where you have to swing your buttock.

While the whole class has no problem swinging their hips 360 degree, I've seen my hips in the mirror so unbelievably stiff like a tin man from Wizard of Oz.

Some people are not meant to dance and I must be delusional to think that I can dance.

And I thought I am Shakira of the block.

The menu

The appetizer- Curry puff and Shrimp Spring rolls


Butter rice


Beef curry


sweet and sour shirmp


Egg kurma


The dessert - Creme caramel and stoberi cicah coklat


Last but not least, the lazy butler

It cant be

Since our demenager, I atlast, got what I wanted. A room that's not sharing any space with M's stuff or with the person himself.

Actually my intention of having my own room is to show M that I am a messy person is unsubstantial.

Lo and behold, for it is now to lift the curtain and reveal the actual culpig.

OY! it is ME.

The office room sans me and my belongings is in tip top sparkling clean (although I tried to sabotage by escaping the vacumn several times) and my room aka guest room is like dog's breakfast.

Guess old habit dies hard

and to make it smelly worse, the fluffys like to take their mid-noon nap and they stunk big time.

At least I compromise to make everyone living creature in da house happy except M's big nose.

I think M needs to open up.

Little thing means a lot

I read an article from Sandra Magsamen about "kiss each other Good Night". A good article for married couple I must say. I wont elaborate much but indeed small things when we build them up, they become GREAT things.

But can small things come in a weird way.??!!!!

Last weekend, M and I did our extra special groceries since his friend will come over during Easter break. While strolling along the vege aisle, the song from james blunt "you're beautiful" was aired. When it came to the chorus, M sang along (well he only said you're beautiful - that's it) near to my gebot face. I am flattered of course coz he tended to say that I am beautiful although you-know-what-I-mean. it pretty disturbing coz I know what the song all about. Same thing with the song of "Ti amo". so so tak kena okay.

But of course I played along. Does it matter?

Same goes with my compliments of "you are very best". Broken english produces cute goofs.

At least we both laughed.

Not really weird huh

Intercept perception

Move to a bit serious matter - Judge the book by its cover.

Scenario 1 : Procreate

*Maybe dia taknak anak lagi sebab financial instability*

Scenario 2 : Unemployed

*dari duduk rumah tak keja, at least amik upah dapat duit*

Scenario 3 : Ends Meet

*Does your husband needs your help to pay the bills? try to get a job at Zellers*

Scenario 4: Balik kampung

*Simpan duit sket-sket, tak ada la terasa sangat bila beli tiket*

Scenario 4: Insult Ultimatum

*buat apa dok luar negeri kalau dok rumah kecik, pakai keta buruk, duit simpanan tak ada. suruh aja M dtg sini, ajar bahasa peranchis*


hahahahaha.. the above scenarios are among the often conversations I had with mostly fellow Melayu-s and some immigrants who think I just migrated and M works small job that barely pay our ends. the problem with our materialistic society is we like to measure people wealthiness through what a person has/mortgagely owned.

So what if I dont have all that!

Just so you know,Alhamdulillah we both have in clover and we like to live our lives good enough to keep the wolf at the door. afterall, we cannot predict the rainy days.

I am sorry if I physically look melarat. I cannot help my pauper-sluggish look but believe me, I have enough instant noodles in stock to satiate my hunger.

I love money and I love making money and I really really love to have my own money but it doesnt mean I would do anything for peanuts.

I dont look down at dead-ends jobs. I dont mind at all to work as one but M have his own issue towards me working that particular of jobs. I just feel bad to answer peoples who urged me to find as such jobs coz my answer, believe me, will make me as one of ratu poyo tak sedar diri hokay.

Having said all that, I think I shud stop advising the students to find a job for extra dough to top up their expenses or to splurge on their incoming or future vacations. Maybe they are in the same situation as I am.

Advise given when ask for

Tadaaaa!!!

Pissing Dum Dum

Jamban Junior

Meneran Hitam

Bart "kooorek korek korek korek"

Potty Anyau

For over a month, after relentlessly tired of cleaning poops and pees, I managed to persuade skeptical M to Jamban training the fluffy-s.

It is one HELL of messy and sticky job. but at the end of the road, especially when I found they were doinf their biz in a humane toilet bowl - PRICELESS.

I still have a looooooooooooooooooooooonnnngg way to go to achieve the ultimate goal of removing completely the potty pan. But I'll wait.