Ya, betul! Hari ni dah pun hari ke26 kita berpuasa. Kalau nak hitung bilangan puasa yang berbaki, guna sebelah tangan pun dah cukup. Maksudnya, malam ni adalah malam 27. Atau orang Melayu selalu panggil Malam 7 Likur. Tapi aku tak pernah dengar pun sebelum ni pasal malam 7 likur ni, hanya setelah bergelar orang 'KL' (ni pun kalau orang jati KL terima masuk suku) nilah baru aku kenal 'Malam 7 Likur'. Entah apa kelebihan malam ni untuk orang Melayu, aku pun tak pasti. Tapi yang aku selalu nampak adalah rumah-rumah dah mula bermandikan cahaya. Tak cukup cahaya letrik, cahaya minyak tanah pun ada. Fikir 2X, membazir pun ada. Semoga kita ni taklah tergolong dalam golongan orang yang membazir sebab membazir tu sahabat syaitan. Nauuzubillah. Penat puasa, solat, ngaji Quran sepanjang Ramadan, tiba2 hujung Ramadan bersahabat pulak dengan syaitan. Mesti syaitan yang masih bergari tu dah mula nak senyum sebab ada orang dah nak mula bersahabat dengannya. Nauuzubillah. Kita kan sekarang ni dah jadi orang bertaqwa .... mana boleh bersahabat dengan syaitan lagi. InsyaAllah.
Iftar hari ni meriah. Alhamdulillah. Terima kasih Allah kerana titipkan kebahagiaan ini. Bukan ada apa yang istimewa, cuma kerana kami sekeluarga bersama, walaupun keluarganya tak besar, berlima kami sudah cukup memeriahkan majlis. Syukran ilAllah.
فَبِأَىِّ ءَالَآءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ
Which is it, of the favours of your Lord, that ye deny?
This is truly a great gift from ALLAH SWT to me. While we were happy together, everybody was exchanging jokes, laughter fills the entire dining area. Suddenly, my mind was flown back to my hometown, where I can see my parents having their iftar, just the two of them. Quietly having their tamar, Bapak finishes first. Stood up, taking a deep breath before slowly adjourn to prepare for the prayers. Mak was left alone at the dining table. Solemnly, munching the tamar. Gulping a glass of milk as Mak usually did since she had problem with her gastritis, mak was calm. No smile on the face. But, who knows what is inside her mind.
Is she wondering, where are my kids? I have 6, but none is with me at the moment.
Is she thinking, where are my grandchildren? I have 30, but no one is anywhere near.
Is she praying, is she hoping for us to be there to cheer their lonely hearts???
O my brothers ... If only I could force you two, I would definitely make the two of you routinely take turns to accompany our parents. What about me? Forgive me mak, forgive me bapak, your daughter now has another responsibility to fulfill, has another soul to abide, for I want to an obedient zaujah (wife), so that my prayers would be listen to by Allah. I will always pray for your health and happiness. And most importantly, I will always pray that Allah will look upon the two of you with His Rahmah and always place the two of you among the solihin. Ameen.
Forgive me mak. Forgive me bapak. To all sons .... please, please, please, I beg you, please, make your parents happy in any small way that you can, ALWAYS ....
Narrated 'Abdullah: I asked the Prophet "Which deed is the dearest to Allah?" He replied, "To offer the prayers at their early stated fixed times." I asked, "What is the next (in goodness)?" He replied, "To be good and dutiful to your parents" I again asked, "What is the next (in goodness)?" He replied, 'To participate in Jihad in Allah's cause."
(Sahih Bukhari & Muslim)
Narrated Abu Huraira: A man came to Allah's Apostle and said, "O Allah's Apostle! Who is more entitled to be treated with the best companionship by me?" The Prophet said, "Your mother." The man said. "Who is next?" The Prophet said, "Your mother." The man further said, "Who is next?" The Prophet said, "Yourmother." The man asked for the fourth time, "Who is next?" The Prophet said, "Your father.
Wassalam. Ramadan is still with us. Let's make the best of it.