Thunderstruck. it was a warm glance from the eye of a woman. From the quick eye-to-eye confrontation, I could catch the shining glimpse at the eye’s core instantly. There was something behind those eyes which was succeed to attract my attention. Tranquil . Peace. The indulgent felling rapidly burgeoned by the moment I stared her.
My tenacious steps called a halt synchronously with apologize . “Ana Asif ‘
The simple phrase that jumped out from my mouth because unintentionally collide each other in amidst of massive congestion at the bus-stop. The women was just speechless and apparently accepted my apologize from her consequent gesture. Though , the accidentally confrontation resembled to happen in a wink. She lowered her gaze as she cannot stand any longer to face someone. Subsequently, she walked away and soon she disappeared from my vivid view.
Who is she? I asked myself frequently. My curious intuition aroused to keep crossing to my mind to find who she is really.
Under the deep of my heart , it seemingly whispered , ‘ The woman was obviously different. She was fully covered with wonderful jubah , veil that almost reached her waist but it is well-dressed with 2 crystal keronsang ,and also purdah that kept her being close without missing any single thread to cover on. Only her radiant eyes was left to be seen. I believe that she is very pious and in order to devote the religious obligation , she dressed what she was supposed. My first impression had led me to the superb admiration and desire to recognize her well. ................................................................... In the eyes of public , I am perceived as an optimistic , intellectual in religion and friendly character . Instead of that , I am mere awkward to speak to any woman and rather to have short conversation with them. Moreover , I would never forget to lower my gaze when seeing them and due to that , I don’t have girl peers except someone. I don’t know why I acted like that , but eventually that was told by ISLAM that taught me the meaning of modesty.
Kaisara , my closest friend was the only source that I rely on to grant my void thought as the woman is Kaisara’s roommate. Kaisara also agreed to aid my intention to get know her. I was out of anxiety and relieved. My acquittance of gaiety grew within me since then.
Love? is it the expression that was flowering my heart right now? Am I interested to couple? the question that crossed to my mind instantly to reflect my recent behavior. Astaghfirullah. No exactly , ‘couple’ from my perspective resembled to put myself in guilt phase and approaching to another sinful doings. Better I preserved the relationship in terms of friend as long as it is not out of the boundary that ISLAM has underlined. Who say that friendship could
Recently, it is hard to find the woman that show such a modest manner. The woman depicted that everything that ALLAH made valuable in the world is covered and hard to get to. Where do we find diamonds? Deep down in the ground covered and protected. Where do we find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean covered up and protected in a beautiful shell. Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers and layers of rock. I've got to work hard to get to them.
My anticipation is crystal clear to be persistent to catch her attention . In spite that it is difficult and challenging to win her heart, I almost discovered the 'untouchable' pearl than hid beneath the deep sea. Firstly, I had to get to know her heart and background via Kaisara . Who know that by using the middleman approach , the relationship was destined to last longer and will lead to the delightful moment in lifetime; the marriage? Keep holding on and tawakkal .
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( assignment bahasa Inggeris ana berkehendakkan utk menulis karangan deskriptif , maaf la klau ada kesilapan bahasa .. menulis kerana muasabah qalbi agar tidak jauh drpd ALLAH ..selamat membaca=)
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