You've Got Mail

When I was still primary school student, I used to write snail mail in expanding my relationship with others. It took one to two weeks to receive a handwritten letter. I was enjoying to share my thoughts and feeling with new friends, although how Media and adults warned how dangerous is it to talk with strangers.

Celebrating Family Reunion Lunch At Parent's House

本人恭祝大家新禧快乐，万事如意，年年有余。

I would like to greet all of my chinese readers and friends 

Happy Chinese New Year. 

Chinese New Year, also known as the Spring Festival, is the most important traditional festival and a public holiday in China. The Chinese New Year 2012 starts in January 22 (Chinese New Year' Eve). It is the year of dragon. The festival falls on the first day of the first Chinese month (usually in late January and early February), and ends with Lantern Festival which is on the 15th day.

- China Highlights.com   

Another Chinese Funeral

Trivia

"You masuk Islam sudah berapa lama?" My indian colleague asked me
"Tiga tahun." I smiled and answered.

"Ohh... You masuk itu Islam sebab kahwin sama perempuan melayu ke?"
I was hesitated in answer his question.

"Sekarang you tak boleh makan di kedai cina lagi lah?" He added

Menyambut Bulan Syawal dengan hikmahNya

Afghan girl with complicated stories

Her name remained unknown for 17 years yet amazed the whole world. 

It was 3 Syawal night, also means 1 September 2011.. One day after Hari Merdeka. I was standing in front of a burger stall at Kepala Batas city, Penang. While my wife and daughter were staying in the car.. I was looking at the Kalimah Allah SWT and Prophet Muhammad SAW logo that sticked at stall's glass cupboard. Indeed it is rare to see any burger stall with islamic stickers.

Buying burger at roadside was not our first aim.. I was intended to bring my wife and daughter to have some delicious dinner at restaurant, especially it was a great family moment in celebrating bulan syawal. While we reached Fried Chicken fast food restaurant, every queue line was long till entrance.. The hall was full of people standing still and sweating a bit. After we waiting for 20 minutes and queue remain unmoved, we went out from restaurant and look for other alternatives.

My Lifetime Fasting Journey

"Orang Islam bersembahyang berapa kali pada setiap hari?"
I was sitting at the Pejabat Agama Ipoh counter, the officer asked me questions after I inform him that I wanted to embrace Islam. Mohd Azlan and Shiema were accompany me at behind. It was way back to 2008 year second weeks of Bulan Ramadhan.

There was one indian girl sitting besides foreign man at counter too, what I see was the officer muttering at her. "Kamu ni tudung pun tak pakai, kuku panjang pun tak potong, macam ni ke kamu mahu masuk Islam? Kalao masuk Islam main-main saja, lebih baik kamu balik!"

Rearranging My Mind

My thoughts are temporary jammed. 

There are a lot of thoughts stuck in my mind and I am still can't arranging them out.

Writing fiction stories would be much easier, no logical plot and flew away with my imaginations.There was even a joke about "ghost" is the most easily drawn image, because no one know how ghost really looks like. 

Whenever I was try to write something out, there will be people who asking me misleading question. The most typical case would be Jihad.. Even if I am trying to convince more about Islam, their unbeatable conclusion is : "You must be brainwashed."

That's the challenges to become reverted muslim, everyday have to keep on study Islam knowledge as a protection for my Iman. The more knowledge I learn, the larger of world turn out to be. Eventually I have been found out I am just chasing my tail. 

Yup, chasing my own tail...

Because I was keep on finding answer in specific question, after answered they throw away another doubt to confuse my thought. There is no "doubt" in Islam, what turn out to be doubt is due to their intensive statement in manipulating the right become wrong. While reading through al-Quran they intend to look for keyword "war" or "peperangan", then they using their horrible skill to transform them into "Holy War" or terrorist theory. 

I stopped and stand still, trying to look for their hidden intention.

Who is behind the scene? Why Islam is their target? Where they spread the misleading statement? 

Who set the fire? 

Still reading and rearranging my mind.

Minta Sedekah

One day, there was a chinese uncle knocked on the office's door.
I went to ask him whether he want to give letter or request to meet officer. When I was approaching door I noticed he is wearing a kopiah. Oppss.. He is chinese muslim !!

He asked me the same question :" Erhh... Are you chinese?"
I nodded.

I spent some time to chat with him and look at his IC and Kad Islam, Nur Islam Bin Abdullah (Not real name but he don't have family name either). He embrace Islam at age 30, and now he is 47 already. Out of curious I was asking question to know more about him.

"Jadi Uncle tahu apa-apa tentang Islam tak? Saya teringin nak tahu.."
"Hehe.. Sebenarnya Uncle pun tak tahu banyak sangat pasal agama.. Tapi setiap hari jumaat uncle ada pergi itu masjid oh... Pergi sana sembahyang."

"Uncle sangat memerlukan duit untuk balik kelantan buat business masak-masak. Tapi uncle tak de duit beli tiket bus, uncle sudah 3 hari merata tempat minta sedekah tapi cukup-cukup untuk makan sahaja. Masih tiada duit balik kelantan."
"Ye ke.. Uncle nak berapa duit untuk balik sana?"

"Tak banyak, dua ratus saja...."
"Dua ratus?"

"Haiyah.. Saya ada pergi Pejabat Agama tadi, mereka marah saya teruk sangat oh !!! Uncle pun rasa malu saja kena marah itu macam. Jadi Uncle pun merata tempat merayu sedekah untuk balik kelantan, sekarang uncle tidur kat tepi jalan tiap-tiap malam."
"Kalao dua ratus saya tak de lah.."

"Tak pe, seratus pun boleh !!"
"Tapi kalao uncle betul-betul nak pertolongan dari Pejabat Agama, saya pun kenal pegawai kat situ. Mungkin dia boleh membantu uncle?"

"Tak mahu tak mahu! Saya takkan pergi ke sana lagi!" He was shouting at me.

Later on, I let him enter my office and ask sedekah from my colleagues. RM1, RM 10.. The amounts that given to him. Me myself given him RM20. He given me a no. handphone and say thanks to me. After that I never seen him anymore, no matter on the street or nearby Pejabat Agama.

Was he lying to me or he really needed some help to go back Kelantan continue his small business as cooker? If he telling truth then why he so refused when I was wanted to bring him meet somebody at Pejabat Agama?

In a matter of fact, I don't know.
I can't detect who is telling truth or lies.
If I am criticize him as lying to me but actually he is not, then I am doing fitnah.
If I am insist that he is telling truth but he was lying, then I also giving wrong statement.




The final solution for me is berprasangka baik and given him sedekah.
If he really needed help then I get Pahala, If he was lying then let Allah SWT to judge about it at akhirat.

My Birthday....

Today is my birthday...
Next month is my Blog "Another Chinese Muallaf..." One year anniversary too.

Alhamdulilah, thanks to Allah SWT for giving me a life to be his servant on earth.
Thanks Allah SWT for giving me Rezeki from the way I never realise.
Thanks to my mother who strives her life in give me life.
Thanks to my family who accepted me as their muslim son.

Thanks to my friends who be with me no matter muslim or non muslim.
Thanks to my blog readers who leaves a lot of comments also those who are silent readers

Been 26 years old now, still pursuing my dream and live hard as muslimin.
Slowly putting off those entertainment who wasted my lifetime, approaching more and more knowledges..


Too many sweet and sour memories
Too much to recall back
Too little to hold with

Accident

 

I was just involved in motorcycle accident last week. 

Alhamdulilah I was not severely injured. While crashed and smashed on road my eyes can't see anything. This accident also makes me realized I have been missed a lot of things in my life. A whole lot of things that I still hesitated to do.

After this incident, I try not to hesitate anymore. 

Time wait for no one, there's few dream waiting for me to achieve in my life. 

Between Harrassment and Apologize

 
Since I have been involved in various kind of events with my job position, Bacaan Doa is a must for every opening speech in ceremony. Without feeling hesitated I would raise my hands while baca doa, although this act is always an shocking moment for those who sit beside me.

Of course I can be stay put and pretend that I am not related with Bacaan Doa, but in the name of Allah SWT I still raise my hands and ignore those who look at me with bemused face.

"Masa itu majlis jalan oh... Kita suruh Ikhwan pergi depan baca doa lah. Angkat tangan itu macam dan bla bla bla..."  She raise hands and pretend like muslim who baca doa.

Laughing and harassment from my colleagues make me feel insulted. I don't want to mention their race and religion because it's due to their own personality problem. I tried to calm down myself and give them a smile, perhaps? I never been to live alike others, thus there's a lot of prejudice and criticize waiting aside to smash me hard on my face anytime. Sure it's pain but I am already feel numb with the same situation for many times.

Also, I was went to Kursus Jabatan at Putrajaya.
Unlike other kursus, it specially aimed to train discipline and attitude as Gov Servant. So every muslim who attend this Kursus need to be Solat Jemaah for every prayers. I was wearing Baju Melayu and Kopiah and walking by non muslim as if nothing happen. I pray to Allah SWT and Zikir in solat Jemaah, feeling calm and peacefully in my unstable heart which moves like wave of sea. Well... at the same time I was saw the rude colleague watching me go in and out of Surau and only God know what she gossip with her friends, I tried to comfort myself and keep thinking that it's not a big deal.

While attending kursus I was sharing room with 3 muslim colleagues. Well I guess may be I am the only one chinese male at there... This is the room that I was going to spent with for one week.

At next two morning, I woke up at 5.30AM and go for my Subuh prayers. I also waken up those muslim colleagues who still asleep, I just don't want they feel disturbed that why I went out silently. Untill next few days, a not so friendly Malay Colleagues suddenly tell me this : " Ikhwan, saya ingin memohon maaf."

"Kenapa?" I was shocked with this sudden apologize.
"Sebenarnya saya ni orang yang Racist. Saya tak berapa suka bergaul dengan orang yang berbangsa cina.. Jadi saya ingin memohon maaf kepada kamu dengan apa yang saya telah buat sebelum ini."

I was shocked.
Well he is not really offended me,  just not talked with me even a word and act like I was not existed. Untill now I still not understand why he give me an apologize. However after that we did chit chat like friends untill the Kursus finished.

There's so many different type of people I have to deal in my life.
I never keen on revenge what they insulted me or asking anyone to agree that I am a serious muslim. I just want to live on the path of Islam silently, peacefully... It doesn't matter for me whenever I receive harrassment or apologize, I never put so much hope on humans that never know what will happen next at tommorrow. We all are just servants of Allah SWT no matter what skin colour we have or what is our religion status.

I raise my hands and pray to Allah SWT.
Only to Him I bowed and pray, only to Him I am going back.

Katakanlah: “Sesungguhnya sembahyangku dan ibadatku, hidupku dan matiku, hanyalah untuk Allah Tuhan yang memelihara dan mentadbirkan sekalian alam.

(Al-An’am : ayat 162)

Bye Bye Blackbird

While I was writing memoirs blog about different race same love few years ago, there was a female reader leave me an unforgettable comment.

"I have a friend who just like you, he also couple with malay girl before. But finally he break up with his malay girlfriend and get married with chinese girl. I asked him why he did that? He just give me a short answer : " 受祝福的婚姻总让人觉得好过些。  A blessed marriage is much better for me and everyone." Do you understand why he say like that?"

Yes, I understand.

Marriage which crossing over races and religion never blessed by relatives and family, especially marriage between muslim and non muslim. Objection from family, religion issue, friends discrimination, Family Name issue, and perhaps the statement of Masuk Melayu? Either one of these issue may makes him feels frustrated and get mad.

He stepped back, turn into a normal couple life with another chinese girl then get married. Happy ending for him and everyone that care about. Everyone are clapping hands while he pop the champagne in wedding party, he hold up glass of wine celebrating his largest event with everyone he knows. No one would doubt and weird with their behaviors or should it be?

Being normal is very easy, just live like anyone else.

No pressure and discriminating speech from others.

I have the same story but different ending... Also recalled me that I was written a letter to Shiema, it's not really a letter but just some thought in my mind. Blogging is still very unfamiliar to me at year 2004 : 

Bye Bye Blackbird 

One day I was walking alone on the street. The sky seems so cloudy and dark but it didn't rained. While I was walking, there was a blackbird come from nowhere stop by on my shoulder. I was feeling weird and look at this blackbird.. It seems very uneasy and yelling : " Do you ever know that when you are doing something that everyone not willing to do, you will be called by those people as Stupid! Idiot! Funny! Abnormal! I am really not understand why you willing to be insulted and humiliated also don't want to be part of them, following their lifestyle... Doing the same things like how they did??"

I was smiling and look at this blackbird, I answered him patiently :" Due to I realize what I really wanted in my life, thus I am doing something that no one willing to do. Do you know how much strength and effort it needed to step away from community footstep? I am walking on a path that not even familiar at all... I take my very own steps to walk out from following community perception and linkage, my decision gives me a lot of happiness that they can't get, although at the same time I have been went through a lot of pains that others doesn't feel. However I am never regret at all and keep on my own lonely journey, because I don't care about what others views on me and searching for another kind of very own life... "  

Blackbird was staring at me silently. Then he flew away without a words towards the cloudy sky, he getting smaller and far away from me. I don't know whether he left me because of I am a crazy people for him who never listen to anyone advice, or he feel inspired and chase for different life. I was just look at him fly away... fly away. 

"Do you know this bird have a name?" I asked shiema. 

"Nope..  What's his name?" Shiema was reading my letter beside me. 

I whispered the blackbird name.
"His name is Freedom "

Blackbird, blackbird singing the blues all day Right outside of my door, Blackbird, blackbird why do you sit and say There's no sunshine in store? All through the winter you hung around; Now I begin to feel homeward bound. Blackbird, blackbird gotta be on my way Where there's sunshine galore. Pack up all my care and woe. Here I go, singing low, Bye, Bye, blackbird. Where somebody waits for me - Sugar's sweet, so is she. Bye, Bye, blackbird. No one here can love and understand me. Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me. Make my bed and light the light; I'll arrive late tonight. Blackbird, bye, bye. Bluebird, bluebird calling me far away, I've been longing for you. Bluebird, bluebird, this is my lucky day; Skies are turning to blue. I'm like a flower that's fading here, Where ev'ry hour is one long tear. Bluebird, bluebird, this is my lucky day. Now my dreams will come true. Pack up all my care and woe. Here I go, singing low, Bye, Bye, blackbird. Where somebody waits for me - Sugar's sweet, so is she. Bye, Bye, blackbird. No one here can love and understand me. Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me. Make my bed and light the light; I'll arrive late tonight. Blackbird, bye, bye. (1926 by the American composer Ray Henderson and lyricist Mort Dixon )

Breeze at seashore

 

Year 2008, I was went to Lumut seashore with Shiema.
This could the our first time went to seashore together, releasing our tension. She was bring along Nasi Lemak that cooked at house, we was having our tasty lunch under coconuts tree. As usual, people would looking at us with strange emotion, the situation that we get used to.

After having lunch, we rent two laying chair which cost us RM10..
There was so many problem we face in our journey, especially religion problem dan our future. How do I going to face my parent if I get married? What's my life going to be if I become a muslim, do Islam is the true religion I am looking for in my whole life? I believe there's God, but I don't know where is God.

"You will be going to interview police application right?"  she asked
"Yes, it's written I need to do physical test on next month.. I think it would be my last chance for our future, you know it's not easy for chinese to get job after convert."

"Insyaallah.."
"hmm.. "

I want to throw away all of the problems in my head, get rid all of them. Breeze blowing on my face, sounds like whistling on my ears.. The nature of beauty, it was so comforting me.

"Have you ever think about how breeze being created?"
"Nope... Is there a reason? "

"Yes la... These breeze is not created by fans, not human's power. Gentle breeze always blowing on anyone at anywhere on earth, no matter they are rich or poor.. or what race they are, breeze is still blowing gently everyday. We don't even have to pay money on enjoying these breeze like those aircond, don't you ever think about it?"
"Yes, it's for everyone.. no doubt at all"

"Then have you ever think who create breeze? Who is the one so caring to whole world humans, until everyone can enjoy it no matter who they are?"

I didn't answer Shiema.
This is not the first time she ask me such question, those question would stuck in my mind and takes long time to melt down in my heart. An invitation to Think and Find Answer. Our conversation stops right there, enjoying the beach breeze with hush.



I was felling asleep, soft breeze have become my blanket covering my whole body...

KepadaMu aku bersujud...

When I was sembahyang, my daughter always feel curious with every movement in my solat. She would sit beside me silently... Untill one day, when I was just put sejadah on ground she crawls quickly towards sejadah then sujud on it.. It is so surprising because she is just one years old now,  but she is memorize what I did in solat everyday.

Her little and cute sujud keep on reminds me that I should be strive hard to be her good example, Insyaallah.

My daughter

My sweet daughter are turns into one years old today..
Alhamdulilah I have a cute mix baby, not easy to raise daughter at our young age.

Shake hand shake hand ~

Walking on the path of Islam

Recently I have found out that my father is written my muslim name in his handphone contacts. I don't have any idea how he know that since I have hide it as well.

Family always blame on me, they said I have long forgotten how they raise me up. I am only remain silent. My father even said he lost one son already, it's time to adopt a "anak angkat". I don't know they found him already or not, I am just keep on live my life as muslim.

Everytime I ask my father meet me at restaurant, we are having lunch together at mamak stall or malay's restaurant. His eyes are fulfilled with emptiness on me.. I know what in his mind, just like how he critics Islam a lots since I was small.

"Do you know why everyone needs religion?" My mind flashed back those old times, while I was form 4. He love to chat a lot with me, I always listen to what he said silently. I nodded for waiting his answer.

"Religion may let us feel safe and hold firm to it, so we won't stray away and believing in other religion. Our heart need to hold firm with it so we are not lost." He insisted.

I am fully understand why my father said like that, He is very religious in Buddhism religion.. But I also have a question deep in my heart. "What about if what you embrace now is the wrong path, but you still insist to walk on the wrong path till forever?"

The question never come out of my mouth.

When I have found the right path, I realise that the path I chosen is long forgotten by peoples. It's what Allah swt showed, and it's even mentioned in every prayer's Doa.

Tunjukilah kami jalan yang lurus.

(Surah Al Fatihah Ayat 6)

I am walking alone at the Islam path among my family.
Whenever someone ask me:"Are you embraced Islam together with family?" I would just smile and say no, it's self decision. Among all the relatives and family member, I am the only one who embrace Islam.

I am walking alone, I don't care what peoples critics about me.
I know it's the right path, and I never give up in protect my faith and heart. No matter how hard is the path I am passing through, I know I have found the path of light.

When I realize Allah swt is looking over me and everyone, thus I am not alone anymore.

It's time to rearrange myself and blog

One day, my wife ask me a simple question:
"How much you know about solat now?"

I remain silent, I know what I learned is still very little. What I still not learned like doa after sembahyang, surah Al-Quran.. Zikir.

"Do you know, solat is the second pillar in Islam?"
"Ya I know."

"Then stop reading too much unrelated books, you still not clever enough to read those books. Even me myself as born muslim also can't understand thoroughly those books you bought."

I am looking at my books, all kinds of islamic books. Tanda Hari Kiamat, Perundangan Islam, Yakjuj dan Makjuj... I guess I have bought over 30 books in past 2 years.

I think what my wife said is right.
It's time for me back to the basic, learn it well in Solat. I am always feel too excited to learn everything about Islam, but I never realize I have forgotten I don't have firm basic knowledge in Islam, especially the second pillar of Islam. Sometime while I go to mosque praying there's few people become my jemaah at behind. I can read Al-fatihah, but I would remain silent after sembahyang, a terrifying hush...

Now I need to put much more effort in Iqra and Tajwid. Then I will try to correct my doa in praying, Insya Allah. I do have a retired teacher who willing to teach me Iqra, I am very appreciate him.

As for my blog, I think it's time to stop write too much about Islam. As I don't have any firm knowledge like others. What I should write may be just my little experience as muallaf, my joy and sadness, that' would be enough right?

Eating what my mother cooked

Food,‭ ‬become an important issue after reverted.
My mother first question after‭ ‬I‭ ‬reverted is:‭ ‬“You are not going to eat what‭ ‬I‭ ‬cooked anymore right‭?‬”

Well‭…‬ The answer may be yes,‭ ‬may be no.
First of all,‭ ‬everyone knows those plate and‭ ‬cooking pan which served Khinzir need to be Samak.‭ ‬It‭’‬s mean I can‭’‬t eat at my parent‭’‬s house without cleaning their plate and pan.‭ ‬But it‭’‬s also caused a misunderstand to my mother.

‭“‬I am already cooked your favourite chicken rice.‭ ‬Are you going home to eat with us‭? ‬I am not put any pork with it‭”
I refused.‭ ‬It‭’‬s really disappointed my mother.‭ ‬This incident happen after‭ ‬one month‭ ‬they knew I was reverted.‭

There‭’‬s many way‭ ‬I‭ ‬heard about how to eat at parent‭’‬s house who are still non-muslim.‭ ‬Some people change every plate and cooking pan at parent‭’‬s house,‭ ‬and their parent is not eat Khinzir anymore,‭ ‬Alhamdulilah‭…‬ And there‭’‬s also muallaf keep another set‭ ‬of‭ ‬cooking pan at parent‭’‬s house,‭ ‬while they go back their parent would specially serve food on those cooking pan only.‭ (‬And it‭’‬s locked while away from house‭)

Many way can be refered,‭ ‬but none of the way works for me.‭
At last,‭ ‬I have found out a way on myself.‭ ‬I buy everything needed for cooking,‭ ‬chicken that‭’‬s already Sembelih,‭ ‬kicap,‭ ‬few vegetables‭…‬ Then I was invited my mother come to my house,‭ ‬ask her to cook it at my‭ ‬house‭’‬s‭ ‬kitchen.‭ ‬ (I moved out since married‭)

Finally,‭ ‬I was very enjoying with what my mother cooked.‭ ‬My mother seems glad that‭’‬s I was eating what she cooked.‭ ‬I was trying hard to show my mother the message that‭’‬s I am still her son,‭ ‬I‭ ‬eat what she cooked..‭ ‬And Islam is never asking me to leave parent behind.‭


I know Islam have been frustrated my mother,‭ ‬and it‭’‬s my responsible to show her the beauty of Islam.‭

Thanks my mother

Last week, My parent come to pay a visit at my house. Already been few months they are not visit our daughter.. "Are you fasting like malays?" That's what my mother asked me always, however I am remain silent because I don't know how to explain the importance and amazement of fasting in Ramadhan.

While they come to my house, my mother give me a pack of dry food. "You should eat Oatmeal, it would let you stay healthy while fasting. And there's 100 plus, biscuits." (Before this my mother even give me mooncake with halal chop on it. She tried so hard to understand what I cared)

All I can think about is love between mother and son are never differed by religion. That's non-language expression, can't be judge with anything existed on earth. I appreciated what's my mother give me, perhaps it's a silent answer that she accepted me as muslim.


As long as my mother knows I am still his son, I am satisfied.

Fasting Month...

Alhamdulilah, so far my fasting is keep on going...
Everytime puasa my body would become more sensitive. If I buy drinks from pasar Ramadhan, I will have stomachache immediately. May be it's a sign of my body become normal and reject dirty foods?

Enjoying puasa, enjoying the most graceful month among others..
I would try to remain my positive minds and way of life even though Bulan Ramadhan is over next month...

Underground Muslim

I have been read about chinese muslim in newspaper few weeks ago. What mentioned in article roughly like this : Most of the time chinese muslim will become awkward with their religion status and muslim name, they will be criticized and looked down by Malaysian no matter chinese or malay.

*WhyMalaysian cannot accept chinese muslim?
>At Malaysia, muslim have been given a lot of benefits compared to non muslim. This special policy have been attracted many peoples reverted blindly simply because they want to earn some allowance from Gov. Some people even reverted just because they thought it would make them easier to become Malaysian Citizen. When this problem occured too often, malaysian would assume every reverted muslim are having their intention on muslim’s allowance and benefits from gov.

Would it be different if the so called allowance (Sedekah) not given to them?
Islam is the most fair religion, reverted muslim occasionally facing a lot of financial and family problem. According to history, even Prophet Muhammad s.a.w. was threaten by non muslim untill he Hijrah with his followers. That’s why sedekah need given to the poor and muallaf (for few years), not because of money politic like what have been criticized by some folks.

I live my life as underground muslim.
None of my relative and friends know I have been reverted and married. My family feel shame on me, they want to take care of their family dignity and even “advised” me don’t get any children so soon. I don’t mind with their decision and excuses, because I have been move out from house before I reverted. None of my chinese friends know I am reverted either. This would be heart breaking news for them.

It’s too hard to explain what Islam really about to non muslim. I am just a servant of Allah swt, I am not capable to change the whole world. I would rather live my life as muslim silently, I don’t like to explain how much I love Islam and Allah swt to people around me. I am ignore every negative comments from my family, I am just want to follow what have been told by Allah swt.

At the same time I am not leaving my family, I bring my wife and daughter meet them sometime. I know it’s hard for them to accept us totally, but I try to do my best as their son.


When I am walking on the street, I am just another chinese muallaf..