Sunday, December 06, 2009
" Pelajar-pelajar yang dirahmati Allah sekalian,
Hari ini saya mahu bercakap mengenai pemilihan bakal suami dan isteri. Untuk pengetahuan pelajar-pelajar sekalian, adalah disarankan bahawa jarak umur di antara suami dan isteri adalah sebanyak sepuluh tahun.
Jadi saya nak kata di sini, tak usahlah pelajar yang form five sibuk nak cari girlfriend form four ataupun sebaya. Kalau nak cari girlfriend di mana? Haaa...di sekolah rendah sana, yang hok berhingus dan berumur kurang sepuluh tahun itulah sebaiknya jodoh kamu!"
I still remember that day when most of us laughed, grinned, blushed and smirked at the same time. Ustaz was giving out a tazkirah on Friday and most of my friends were hit directly at our nose.
Talk about my infatuation towards my senior, Garfield:P
For some reason, that piece of advice is still stuck in my head even after school. So, it was no surprise that ustaz could easily recalled me when we met after ten years. That was during two months of replacing a Math teacher in the same school the ustaz was teaching.
"Kamu tingkatan lima tahun berapa ?" ustaz asked me.
"1999," I replied.
"Tahun tu...hmmm...yang mana?"
"Tahun kami main mercun atas atap asrama, ustaz," I smiled at him.
"Ooohh...tahun kamu tu baik jantan betina nakal semuanya...!" ustaz laughed. I laughed too.
"Tahun ustaz pesan kat budak lelaki suruh cari jodoh kat sekolah rendah," I prompted.
"Hahahahaha...ya...ya...sekarang saya betul-betul ingat! Kuliah Jumaat kan?" Ustaz grinned broadly.
The other teachers looked at us differently. Some who did not favour ustaz were jeering. Some showed their interest. A new replacement teacher was talking to an old ustaz like an old friend.
"Student saya," ustaz said to them proudly. I was proud as well.
"Kamu sudah bernikah?" ustaz asked me.
"Belum lagi, ustaz," I gulped and smiled. Somehow, I was nervous when my own teacher was asking me about marriage.
"Macam mana mengajar?"
I smiled. He immediately understood me.
"Kamu akan cultural shock. Budak-budak ni tak senakal kamu," ustaz said.
"Saya nakal sangatkah?" I asked him.
"Kamu nakal, tapi mereka lebih nakal. Hantu semuanya!" ustaz said. I saw a cane on his table. He never used any when he was teaching us.
"Saya cuba," I said.
"Kamu boleh. Kalau dapat guru sedegil kamu, baru kena buku dengan ruas. Mereka tak kena lagi," said ustaz.
"Insya-Allah," I said before asking for permission to leave.
I saw him running after a student. I heard his loud voice from the higher level of the building.Somehow, ustaz has changed a lot. The normal cool ustaz needed to use his cane to teach a lesson. Something I didn't see when I was his student. He had a tough time during the end of his career.
But he remained strong and principled. He was as fatherly as I could remember. One day, he brought a container of noodles from teachers' feast. Yes, we were not sitting with those qualified teachers. The school put us in a separate room. Ustaz was the only one who bridged the gap.
On my last day, he called me.
"Sini. Kursus perkahwinan," he said.
"Bab perkahwinan ustaz dah ajar tingkatan lima dulu," I teased.
"Tak habis lagi. Sekarang kamu kena belajar sebelum kamu pergi."
"Siapalah nak saya ni ustaz. Entah bila saya nk kahwin!" I grumbled.
"Ada nanti tu," ustaz said stubbornly.
"Confident je ustaz ni," I grinned.
"Kamu tak percaya cakap saya? Saya tahu nanti mesti ada! Tapi kamu kena ingat pesan saya," he said.
"Ustaz masih nak suruh saya cari lelaki lebih tua dari saya?" I asked him.
"Pesan saya pada kamu takkan berubah," he said.
"Tapi mungkin ustaz betul..."
"Apa yang tak betul? Kamu sudah kena?"
"Boyfriend saya masa belajar dulu umurnya muda 10 bulan dari saya. Asyik bergaduh," I told him.
"Mestilah. Dua-dua takkan bersabar," he said.
It was true.
"Bila saya dah kerja, boyfriend saya 7 tahun tua dari saya. Tak gaduh. Cuma tak ada jodoh," I said.
"Tapi hubungan itu mudah?"
"Dia faham kamu, sayang kamu dan tak ada masalah komunikasi? Kamu yang panas baran ya?" he prompted.
"Aik...mana ustaz tahu?" I was surprised.
"Kamu itu anak saya dari berumur 17 tahun. Masakan saya tak tahu kamu. Lagipun itu untungnya bila perempuan lebih muda dari lelaki. Api bukan lawan api," he said coolly.
"Jadi saya percaya teori ustaz. Cuma dah tak ada lelaki tua untuk saya. Semuanya dah jadi laki orang!" I laughed.
He laughed too.
"Jodoh kamu, Shahida. Saya yakin ada di luar sana, cuma kamu yang tak nampak..." he smiled.
"Jadi, ustaz masih nak ajar saya munakahat hari ni?" I asked.
"Ya. Kamu akan guna ini nanti, Shahida. Dengar sini..."
He continued with tips and lesson to me. Personally, I received a lot even though deep in my heart I was still unsure about my future. Marriage is totally out of question right now. It rarely cross my mind. Sometimes I even forget that I am turning thirty and single.
A techer is still a teacher.
He was still teaching though it was no longer his obligation.
He was still confident that I needed munakahat:P
This picture was taken when a stray cat called Putih was flirting with my Fernando. Look at her. An older female cat was giving a seductive look to my young Fernando. Somehow, watching this picture makes me think about a 27 year old Sha with a 24 year old boy. Hmmmm...past experience taught me a lot. Ustaz was right.
Is your partner younger or older than you?