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Yesterday, my friends and I watched a movie titled "Bulan Terbelah di Langit Amerika". This movie was adapted from the book with the same title and the writers are also the same. That was my second time watching it.

That movie tells about an American moslem, Azima, who lost his husband, Ibrahim Hussein, in 9/11 tragedy. Azima believes that his husband was involved in that tragedy because of his conversation on the phone in the day before the tragedy. And after that, she lost her pride as a moslem.

Islamophobia had been spread widely after the tragedy of 9/11. Why? Absolutely because the doer is a moslem. And all of the moslem in the world must pay for the crime they never commit.

Terrorist, a word that always labelled for moslem especially those who come from middle east and live in west. I remember one of the story in Hanum Rais' book, when one of the moslem women came to Europe and waited for so long in the immigration just because her name sounds like an arabic and she is a moslem. Actually, there are many racism cases out there that are experienced by moslems due to that terrorist label. Not to mention the hijab prohibition in France and some others country.

But what bad is, it is not happened only in the west, but also in here, the country with the largest moslem population in the world. The men with a beard who are praying 5 times in the mosque, read an al-qur'an, give some islamic speech, are labelled as terrorist, and even the women, who are cover her face also labelled as a wife of terrorist. Okay, maybe it is too rough to said it terrorist, so there are others expressions such as an extremist, radical, immoderate, which are sounds the same for me.

Have you ever experienced it? when you want to perform a sunnah prayer or tell some verses of qur'an and then your friends say that you are a religious? I have. and when the time I decided to wear a bit longer and wider hijaab, some of my friends laughed and asked what I'm wearing or wheter I am going to mosque for praying. My family also reacted like that at the first. They think I was joining a deviant sect. I took it as a jokes.

What I experienced is nothing compare to other moslems. Really nothing, because there are many people out there who are suffering the violance to keep their faith. And they keep the positiveness and keep spreading the peace.

For those who think that beard, niqaab, knowing some hadiith or some verses in the qur'an, are an extremist, or even praying 5 times, praying dhuhaa, doing monday-thursday fasting is a religious person, you better learn more about islam. Because five times prayers is an obligation, not religiousness. And we just trying to follow the sunnah, it is not an extremeness, it just a copy of what prophet Muhammad (shallallahu alaihi wasallam) did.

And lastly, for all the real terrorist out there. please stop using 'Jihaad' to justify the violance you make. As a moslem, please show the world what islam truly is. Show the world what our prophet teach us. Islam that full of peace, Islam that a blessing for the universe, rahmatan lil alamin.




-This short writing is very subjective. It is depend on my point of view. And it written in english so please correct me if you find any grammatical error-

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