Wearing jeans n sweater, one morning I started back my long forgotten practice [If U can call the leisurely walking as jogging]. Finally put myself at the mercy of one iltizam to compose myself back as the usual me. For many many many moons ago, aku mcm nilah. Jogging sambil berangan. Joging sangat takde ler. Ayun langkah, grasp few ideas then balek. Half way back, bought sarapan for me n mum, then smuggle into my room and start knocking giler-giler on the keyboard trying to conclude whatever story yg tergantung.
But that was then. And that sort f practice seems so faraway back in the past
The stimulus that set off back this habit was, 2 days ago, I visited my bro’s place and he shot me with warm query, dah start menulis lom?. I shook my head. “Masih malas!” was my straightforward answer.
But yester morning, as early as the predawn rays, teragak to stimulate the old routine. So there was I, at the hilly track, sluggishly walking like the old nanny. Miserable all of a sudden, at the sign of dark cloud, subsequently followed by slight drizzle.
Aaargh ..never mind, kataku dengan hati cekal. Hujan adalah rahmat dari ALLAH.
So resolutely, I marched further and started mountaineering [ha ha] the ‘not so high’ hill. Tinggi sikit daripada busut jerr.
Far off at the corner, spotted sejoli who were on the same footpath. Except the fact that these two entities walked as if they had to move bit by bit the gigantic rock infront of them so that they could continue moving ahead. Slow giler!
As I brisk-walked past them [hopped to the opposite side] Apa kes.. ? To my awareness, noticed the girl’s left hand sliding initially circling the waist but slowly and subsequently pop.. into the guy’s pocket! What the he..?
Damn..damn.. damn..! At first I decided to back away, menyampah. But then, as my anger subsided.. a mischievous thought penetrated to my head.. ha ha ha..This culprit going to kena..Watch out for my tazkirah!
A bit in awe at first, but emphatically irritated at the manner they behaved, I preached them in a strangled voice..tak tau kenapa jadi gitu pulak, then said bravely,
“Adik berdua, we’re practically the same since we’re both Muslims. Don’t you feel ashamed doing what you just did?” Seriau semacam. Beraninya aku..!
“D belakang saya ada ibu bapa jogging ngan anak2, kalau dia ternampak kan tak elok? Mak bapak, fahamlah tapi anak-anak?”
”Wh..what d’u mean..” she asked in mumbled voice but the male stared straight into my eyes with disbelief.
“Akak ni orang Islam jadi tak salah kan kalau tegur benda tak elok?”
The girl face turned pale. .So did the man. [Muka nmpk matang sket. Entah2 laki orang]
“Meskipun akak cuma pakai preman dan bukan kat balai sekarang, tp tak salah kalau bagi nasihat kan.?” They nodded modestly.
“T..tak salah kak. Terima kaseh..tapi . “ the girl all of a sudden turned to her pair. “Tapi kami orang Thai dan bukan Muslim.” Kalau aku tak silap I saw the sun rose in that man’s face.
Maak.. I was monkeyly stunned [terkejut beruk]
Despite my desperate need to banish myself at that split second, I feigned a smile and joked a bit to control macho punya pasal.
“Ha ha..you caught me..sorilaa dik.” Bengangnya.
“Its alright, most people can barely distinguish between a Malay and Thailand people coz our feature are quite alike, don’t you think so?” I just nodded with bengang.
“Anyway behave yourself next time..Siamese pun tentu ada agama kan..? Mereka mengangguk dan berterima kasih lalu beredar dengan cepat.
Menyesal aku. Eii..bencinya dengan perangai aku yang kaki menyibuk ni..malunyerrrrr..Infact, kat mana-mana pun kalau aku tak suka sesuatu aku akan tegur directly and spontaneously. Nasib baik so far, belum kena maki. Tapi aku pernah tegur sorang tua jgn hisap rokok kerana mungkin ada yang berpenyakit lelah duduk berhampiran. He yelled back frantically, ”Eden pon lolah jugak!” Mak datuk, tau pun lelah, hisap jugak. Eiiii!
Well..back to the two Thais tadi,
As they walked past me, I heard the guy murmuring..
“Kena mengucap balik kalau tak you murtad..”it was the male’s voice.
Aku terkasima, speechless.