The Sejadah Story

What??
A story about a sejadah (praying mat)?

Yes. You are not in the wrong blog.
Your eyes are not playing a trick on you.
But this is not really a holy-holy post though, haha.

Since it is Raya, it is common for cousins to come to your house and all.
And of course, as a Muslim, we need to perform our prayers five times a day,
no matter where no matter what (ahem).

So, it's Maghrib, and some of the cousins need a sejadah to pray.
I was too busy in the kitchen (ahem again) that time.

Dad came to me and said,

"Pinjam sejadah satu. Tak cukup satu je."

"Oh, okay."

So i went to my room to look for take the sejadah.
And dad followed me into my room.
Damn.

"Err.. kat mane pulak ni eh.."

I looked everywhere.
But it was nowhere to be found.
Damn damn damn.

"Aih, takkan la sejadah sendiri pun tak tau kat mane letak."

Shit, i thought to myself.

*pretends to be busy looking*

Then dad gave me the 'don't-fuck-with-me' face.

"Entah la. Tak tau la kat mane. Bibik pergi basuh kot.

Baru balik cuti kan, barang tak kemas lagi la."

That's the best reason i could give.
Damn.

"Ha elok la tu. Tak sembahyang berapa bulan dah?"

And he left.

*still pretending to be busy looking*

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Oh damn.
So, i told my sis about what had happened.
She said,

"Tu la. Padan muka. Lain kali always standby la satu letak kat tepi. Hahahahah"

Ish ish ish..
Astaghfirullahalazim.