SubhanallahWalhamdulillah Walaailahaillallahu Allahuakbar La Hawla walaQuwwataillabillahil Aliyyul Adzim
Yap, such short tasbih is one of the things that my mom keeps reminding me of. She said, based on an Islamic sermon that she heard, “when we say that, Allah comes closer to us and eases us in what we are doing. No matter what you are facing, no matter how hard it is,just recite that so that Allah will always help you.” And well, I proved it.
This story that I am about to tell is about my journey in Taiwan. It was my first visit to this country. From what I saw, this country has a very very great city planning and infrastructures. It has no big area but its development is so great. It has many tall buildings as well as many vast underground areas which mostly consist of malls (Loved it! hahahahha). Besides, its people are very welcoming, friendly, and helpful. It’s just (sigh) not many of them speak English. They are proud of Mandarin. Unfortunately, I don’t speak Mandarin! (I definitely wanna be there again someday and I have to know some Mandarin!) Well, this language barrier was what troubled me so much. However, Allah was (is) always there to help us.
First of all, when my friend, Atin, and I were on our way from the airport to Taichung (our first destination in Taiwan), we prayed “Oh Allah,please send us a man who is good-looking (ups!We are women anyway), religious, smart, and kind to help us here. Aamiin.” Well we definitely thought we needed a hand since all we saw and heard when first coming there were Chinese Kanji and Mandarin words. We absolutely had no idea what they meant! On the bus, we also had no idea where to stop. All we know was just “Taichung Station” but how was it written in Kanji? Blank!
However, we could say our first Alhamdullillah. Apart from the one we said after we arrived safely and soundly, it was when this Taiwanese guy,with his limited English, friendly helped us when we asked where the station was. He even reminded us when it was time to get off of the bus (Thank you, mas)
The second Alhamdullillah was when we were still at Taichung Station. We took a break for a while to take some pictures and then we started walking with this note about our hotel address in my hand. When we were trying to ask to a Taiwanese woman, a guy touched my shoulder from behind. I turned around and saw that he looked like an Indonesian guy. He said “Asia University?”
Me “Ya.”
Him “Mari ikut saya.”
Me “Eh?” (A bit suspicious ahahahha, Well we have to always be careful, don’t we?) “Kami udah booking hotel kok mas.”
Him “Oh.” (he realized mysuspicion) “saya panitia.”
Me “Oh!” (relieved) “Emm, mas,bisa antar kami ke Backpacker Hotel ga?Kayaknya sih daerah sini.”
Him “Oh iya, saya tau. Mari ikut saya.”
Me and Atin (Well, Allah has sent us this helpful Indonesian guy right after we asked for it!) “Mas,disini ada KFC ga ya?”
Him “Ada sih, tapi enggak halal. Kan ayamnya ga disembelih pake doa.Kalo mau makan disini ada RM Indonesia, namanya Jakarta. Sekitar sini juga.Atau cari aja menu vegetarian.”
Me and Atin (mak jleb jleb. We were gonna count on KFC during our stay there. We didn’t think about how the chicken was cut. Well, Allah has sent us this religious guy right after we asked for it!”)
The conversation wascontinuing but it was insignificant so I wouldn’t write it here. Oh well, his name was Mas Yanto :) and latter in the conference that we attended, his role was as one of the photographers.
Finally, we arrived at the hotel. Backpacker Hotel. Mas Yanto took us until we met the FO. We thanked him and he left. And well well, guess what! The FO was soooo good looking and he looked like a Taiwanese guy. And when we started speaking in English mentioning our booking, he replied “Oh, ini mBaknya yang Dari InDonesia ya??” He sounded so very very medok!
Me and Atin (jegleeerrrr!Staring each other) “Masnya bisa Bahasa Indonesia?”
Him “Saya orang InDonesia mBak, Cuma uDah empat tahun tinGGal Disini.”
Bla bla bla..
Me and Atin (Another Alhamdullillah!)
Well then, there was another amazing thing which happened to me during my stay in Taichung. I am not gonna write it here though (it's too personal huhuhu). Thus, I am just gonna skip the story and continue it with the one in Taipei. It's just ehmmm,, Allah is very awesome!!!!!
Me in front of Chiang Kai Shek. What a beautiful park! |
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Atin, Me, Mba Gi and Pak Li Chong |
Shortly speaking, Taipei welcomed us with rain, cats-and-dogs rain!Worse, the rain fell when Atin and I had been outside, in MRT station to ChiangKai Shek Memorial Hall. We brought neither umbrella nor rain coat. We wore no jacket. We were freezing!!!! Definitely freezing,. I even could feel my fingers getting red and rigid. We ran to one of the hall with only Taipei map as our umbrella :DWe couldn’t go to the main hall because the rain was pouring so heavily and made the map wet. Thus we just took pictures and decided to leave and find a shop selling umbrella. However, this was when a miracle started to happen and we couldn’t thank Allah enough for this!
We met these three people, Pak Li Chong, Mbak Giyarti, dan Mbak Maryamah. Mbak Gi dan Mbak Mar came from Indonesia, Banjarnegara precisely. Mbak Gi has lived in Taiwan for 13 years. She got married with Pak Li Chong and had two kids, handsome Ahong and beautiful Ithing (Forgive me if I wrote the names wrongly). She has a very good Mandarin. Meanwhile mbak Mar was on a holiday from her work in Hongkong. Well, when they saw our Indonesian faces, they came to us. We chatted and they then figured out how unlucky we were that morning. Finally, Pak Li Chong gave us his umbrella.They became our guide tour that day. They took us to the main hall where we could see Sun Yat Sen statue with its alive handsome soldiers :p We walked around from one floor to the others. After that, we went to an underground mall in Taipei Main Station. They bought us Mie Sapi which made us so full! After that, they took us home, well, their home. We sat for a while and then Mbak Gi started to move to her kitchen. We cooked fried rice and bakwan. When we were about to leave her house, she gave us jackets to warm us on our way back hotel. Besides, she also wrapped the food for us because she knew how difficult it was to find halal food.
Not only did she gave us food and jacket, she (together with Pak Li Chong, Ahong, and Ithing) also took us to our next destination: One O One Tower. Pak Li Chong even saved me when I was lost for a while and almost got trapped in between an MRT door. Shame on me :D Shame shame! Well, before visiting the tower,they took us to a bus station and told us how to buy the bus ticket to go to the airport. Pak Li Chong wrote a note in Kanji letter to ease us in buying on the following day.How sweet it was! After going to the tower, we went back to MRT station to go home. We went our separate ways at Taipei Main Station. There, we shook hand and I cried, literally. I missed home and I felt that I found home on that day.Thus when we were separating, I felt so sad. They were so kind to us, even though we were strangers. Atin laughed at me when seeing me cry, but then, she also cried :D I told her not to cry but we kept on crying. We cried while we were standing in an MRT. Two Indonesian girls in hair-cover, among those Taiwanese(s), stood and cried together. How touching (or miserable actually?)! Hahahahahah
Oh and one more! When we were already at the airport on the following day, Mba Gi sent us a message “Aduh dek, saya tu kemaren ngangetin udang di microwave untuk kalian bawa pulang. Tapi saya bener-bener lupa. Maaf ya.” And reading such message, Atin and I stared each other and were like speechless and didn’t know what to say to her. We can never thank you enough, Mbak :) And eventually, we can never ever ever thank you enough, Allah :)