“Dakpe Mi. Aku ade sokmo dengang mung. Dop patut skoloh wat nyaknyer mung gitu.”, kata Zul sambil menepuk-nepuk bahu Mazemi, sahabatnya yang juga atlit SMASZAL. Mazemi tersenyum pahit. Menahan sebak. Zul ke rumah Mazemi dan bercakap dengan ayahnya. Gempar pagi itu di Bilik Guru apabila Zul, atlit harapan sekolah tiba-tiba menarik diri daripada acara sukan […]
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“Ape yang jadi kat Zul lepas dia kena buang asrama, atuk? Sebab ape die kene buang asrama?”, tanya Sarah penuh debaran. “Ddebor ork? Haha…Atuk nok stop dulu cite tu. Kite cite pasal sambutang hari-hari kebesorang Islam di Tranung.”, kata Tok Aki sambil menikmati Teh O Peng yang disediakan isterinya. Masang catung muka Sarah bila Tok […]
Zul berlari-lari anak ke basteng[1] berdekatan jalan utama diikuti Khairul. Khairul cuma berbeza 1 tahun dengan abangnya. Jadi, mereka ke sekolah bersama-sama. Sekolah Menengah Agama Sultan Zainal Abidin (SMASZA), Ladang adalah pilihan Ustaz Mad untuk anak-anaknya menyambung pengajian ke peringkat menengah. Umum mengetahui kehebatan para guru di situ, juga pelajarnya. Bas Pokcik Ripin memecut laju […]
Beberapa hari menjelang Hari Raya Aidilfitri, orang ramai akan memenuhi Pasar Payang, Kuala Terengganu bagi membeli pelbagai persiapan raya termasuk baju raya. Nama Pasar Payang diambil sempena “perahu payang” yang sering digunakan nelayan sejak awal proses perdagangan di Terengganu. Pada tahun 1964, ia dibangunkan sebagai sebuah pasar dengan gerai-gerai kayu yang berderet, bagi menempatkan peniaga-peniaga […]
Truthfully, I’ve always wanted to write my life’s memoir, compiling the valuable lessons I’ve gained throughout my life as well as my experience throughout my service as Mufti of the Federal Territories. However, due to the time constraints when I was working as the Minister in the Prime Minister’s Department (Religious Affairs), this wish of […]
Every day, since early in the morning Hajah Ramlah would busy herself in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her children. Their breakfast staple includes fried rice, fried noodle and sometimes Keboli rice or Nasi Minyak. “Mi, Fauziah, Zul, Ayub, Yah, Azhar, Akim, Alang, Mubin, breakfast is ready. Come eat it while it’s still hot…” Hajah […]
Scratching the dirt on the ground with her dinky toe, Sarah sighs slowly saying, “Grandpa, I’m bored. I’ve been here for two weeks. Mom and dad are always busy in KL.” She then looked around her, trying to turn her mind elsewhere, looking intently at the various traditional wood carvings of the twelve pillared structure […]
“Everyone, wake up. Rise and shine.” Hajah Ramlah starts to wake her children up. Zul stretches and rubs his eyes. “Mom, you woke us up too early… there’s still a lot of time before Subuh,” Zul commented, glancing at the Junghans clock beside him. “Obviously… you all have to wake up early. We need to […]
The Khatam (completion of the recitation of the Quran) celebration at Surau Kampung Kubang Kekura and areas in the neighbourhood is usually held on or after the 20th of 15th night of Ramadhan. It is an immense celebration. Mothers are busy in the kitchen preparing for the Khatam Quran celebration meals which is an annual […]
“Bangung segheme[1]…anok-anok. Bangung, bangung”, Hajah Ramlah mengejutkan anak-anaknya. Zul menggeliat, menggosok mata. “Awalnye chik kejut kite…lambat lagi nok Subuh ning.”, kata Zul selepas menjeling ke jam loceng berjenama Junghans di sebelahnya. “Memangla kene bangung awal. Nok nyaoo[2] ekpong[3]!”, Hajah Ramlah keluar daripada bilik anak-anaknya selepas membuka lampu. “Oh, betulla. Doh mule puase.”, bisik Zul sendirian. […]