HOMELESS

Petang semalam as usual akak ke masjid utk kelas mengaji.As I was the first one to arrive, I was surprised that the "musafir" room where we use to ngaji was locked from the inside. So I tried the other door and found a girl inside the room , with her clothes hanging on the hanger, found out that she spent the night in the masjid. Since the class was about to start, we politely asked her to pack her clothes and go to the ladies section of the masjid..

After talking to my other classmates, we learnt that she came from Kuantan and heading for a friend's house in Kijal..or heading to Kuantan from somewhere...we are yet to discover the truth...
After finished ngaji at around 3 pm , I had to send my son to his persatuan meeting at school. Tergerak hati to ajak the girl to lunch, so she reluctantly followed me and my sons, since she just had an argument with the imam's wife regarding her spending the night there.Turned out that she hadn't had a thing to eat since the night before..!We talked during lunch, I learnt that she's 28 , named Shila, single,with family problems that no one could understand (??), and trying to start a new life away from her old life...

Sebenarnya dah banyak kes2 lari dari rumah dan mcm 2 lagi kes2 pelik yg singgah kat masjid ni. Anyway, Shila is just one of them. They usually don't tell the truth, with an imaginary origin and destination, and obviously weird looking....

Kesian Shila... or whatever her real name is....she said to me "t kasih sbb org mcm akak sanggup luangkan masa dgn org mcm saya"...i replied to her " apa pulak..kita sama saja, x ada bezanya, semua manusia sama saja...saya pun boleh ada di tempat shila".

She then said "Akak tengok muka saya ni mcm org ada masalah ke?"

I replied "Saya x pandai tgk muka org, sbb ada org cantik, pakaian kemas, kerja hebat, tapi boleh jadi penjenayah juga...cuma saya boleh teka awak bermasalah sbb awak tidur di masjid ni."

Later on she told me that she started running away from home since she's 13.

Now at 28, sepatutnya Shila dah ada family..or at least a stabil job...she told me that she used to work at a factory in Gebeng.
I told her that whatever mistakes that we've made in our lives, life must go on. Bertaubat byk2, doa byk2, enjoy life cause it's too short. I hope she got it..
Since she's not allowed to spend another night at the masjid (for her own good, the masjid is not a safe place anymore) I decided to send her to Kijal where she told us there's where she's going to meet her friend....wallahualam.