We exited Zaanse Schanse and after crossing the bridge, we turned right. The road was quiet. Too quiet. Once in a while, I could hear the wind blowing so hard. Tiny snow drops were increasing in quantity. There were many cars parked by the roadside, mostly expensive cars for Malaysian’s standard. Mini cooper, Fords and other continental cars were everywhere.
Kami keluar dari Zaanse Schans dan lepas menyeberangi jambatan, kami belok ke kanan. Jalan di kawasan tu sangat senyap. Sunyi je. Sekali sekala, terasa angin kuat meniup tepi telinga. Salji-salji kecil pun makin banyak yang jatuh dari langit. Aku tengok keliling, kereta-kereta mahal semuanya yang parkir di tepi-tepi jalan. Mini cooper, Ford… tak mampu aku!
Interestingly, we could not see other people walking on the road, save for us. Not a single soul. As we walked along the road, we peeked inside other people’s house. Some houses have residents while others did not. One thing for sure, the interior of most houses that we visited were so beautifully arranged. They were neat.
Yang kagumnya, kami tak nampak walau seorang umat pun yang jalan kaki kat sini. Kami je yang ada. Sambil-sambil jalan, kami mengintai juga di rumah orang, nak tengok macam mana keadaan dalam rumah orang-orang di sini. Ternyata, rumah-rumah di sini memang kemas, teratur dan rapi sekali.
We proceeded to walk until we saw a museum. We did not enter into the museum as the tour inside the windmill had made us not in the mood for another educational tour. We just wanted to sight see and observed other people’s places.
Kami terus berjalan sampai kami nampak satu muzium di sebelah kanan kami. Tapi, sebab dah masuk dalam kincir angin minyak di Zaanse Schans, kami tak rasa macam nak masuk muzium pula.
After we reached the museum, we decided to turn back. Before reaching the junction near the bridge to Zaanse Schans, we saw a bakery, which we had decided when we reached earlier that we wanted to see what is on sale in the bakery. We were looking from the outside when a man came out with a paper bag and greeted us “Assalamualaikum” or peace be upon you in Arabic.
Jadi, bila sampai je muzium, kami buat keputusan untuk patah balik. Cuaca pun makin sejuk, makin menggigil. Sebelum sampai simpang jambatan, kami nampak ada satu kedai roti. Sebelum sampai Zaanse Schans, memang kami dah nampak kedai tu dan dah rancang nak pergi. Kami jengah-jengah dari luar bila tiba-tiba, seorang lelaki keluar dari kedai tu dan bagi salam pada kami.
“Waalaikummussalam“, we answered.
“Waalaikummussalam”, kami jawab.
“Kai fa halukum? How are you?“, he asked in Arabic, thinking maybe we understood when in fact, we did not speak Arabic.
“Kai fa halukum? How are you?” dia tanya lagi, sebab ingatkan kami cakap Arab.
“We are fine, alhamdulillah“. We stood outside the bakery, under the freezing weather, getting to know each other. He is a Dutch of Moroccon origin. Second generation. He speaks Dutch, Arabic and France. He told us he is a Moroccon and he does not considered himself as an Arab.
“We are fine, alhamdulillah”. Kami berdiri di luar kedai roti, dalam udara yang membeku, cuba mengenali antara satu sama lain. Dia orang Belanda berketurunan Morocco, generasi kedua. Dia boleh berbahasa Belanda, Arab dan Perancis. Dia kata dia orang Morocco dan bukan orang Arab.
“Do you considered Arab as a colonizer in Malaysia?“, he asked. “No, officially we were colonized by the Portuguese, Dutch, English and Japanese“, I told him. “Yes, but Arab is a colonizer too. They colonized by bringing Islam“. He continued, “You see, Arabs are bad people. And that is why Islam is brought to them first. That is the hikmah (reason behind)”.
“Do you considered Arab as a colonizer in Malaysia?”, dia tanya. “No, officially we were colonized by the Portuguese, Dutch, English and Japanese”, aku beritahu dia. “Yes, but Arab is a colonizer too. They colonized by bringing Islam”. Dia sambung lagi, “You see, Arabs are bad people. And that is why Islam is brought to them first. That is the hikmah”.
“Everywhere you go, Arabs will treat you like second class, like they are better. So, that is why Islam is brought by our prophet to the Arabs first“, he explained.
“Everywhere you go, Arabs will treat you like second class, like they are better. So, that is why Islam is brought by our prophet to the Arabs first”, dia terangkan pada kami.
Before leaving, he told us, “See you in paradise, my friend. In firdaus (one of the heavens in Islam), InsyaAllah. I will cook Moroccon food for you and you cook Malaysian food for me in paradise“.
Sebelum beredar, dia kata, “See you in paradise, my friend. In firdaus, InsyaAllah. I will cook Moroccon food for you and you cook Malaysian food for me in paradise”. Ya Allah, baik sungguh orangnya.
“And this bakery is Halal. The owner is a Turkish Muslim. I always come here“, he ended his conversation before walking back to his car.
Dia jalan ke arah kereta dia, sebelum berhenti, toleh pada kami, dan beritahu kami, “And this bakery is Halal. The owner is a Turkish Muslim. I always come here”.
With that confirmation and with a happy heart, we entered into the bakery and brought ourselves two sausage pastry as our lunch. We were happy as the man was friendly and talked to us with respect, with knowledge, as if he had known us long enough.
Kami ucapkan terima kasih dan tersenyum mendengar pengesahannya. Kami pun masuk ke dalam kedai roti dan beli dua pastri sosej sebagai makanan tengahari kami. Kami rasa gembira dan asyik tersenyum mengenangkan kebaikan hamba Allah tadi.
That is why some people said Dutch people are friendly people. Our experiences up to this point proved the statement in affirmative.
Betul kata orang, orang Belanda ni baik-baik dan peramah. Kami tak nafikan.
We ate the pastry whilst walking towards the train station.
Sambil makan pastri, kami berjalan ke arah stesen keretapi.
Het Zaanse Bakkertje is the bakery mentioned in this post and is located at Lagedijk 11a, 1544 BA Zaandijk, Netherlands. Its operating hours are as follows:
Hours might differ