It was my first time doing Friday prayers near office so I tagged along my peers. Like usual, mosques are flooded with people selling food, traditional medicine and religious materials. I had a lamb beriyani, super fattening and makes me sleepy.
Over at one corner, a man about my age lauded “ubat ini boleh sembuhkan kanser, kencing manis, darah tinggi, gaut, batu karang..“. He got me, so I stood there listening to his speech. I was actually looking for a flaw. I desperately want to see him fumble.
He went on and on about how effective the medicine is. Too me, it looked nothing more than like olive oil. Which we all know is good for health (also stated in the Quran). Until he paused. I quickly raised a question.
“Ubat ini ada kelulusan Kementrian Kesihatan tak?” I asked.
He replied, “Buat ape nak ikut depa, depa bukan tau ini ubat baik“.
Again, he got me. This is one tough ego to crack. He’s so confident about the effectiveness of his product that he dissed others. Now, wearing exactly like a pious muslim, shouldn’t he be humble and not mislead others? This is where my wicked mind kicks in.
“Abang, kalau ade orang mati, sape tanggung?” Everyone in the crowd turned to me. I had a very good point. To some extend, I know I was being harsh. He’s trying to make a living and I’m denying his rights. But at the same time, I do not want others to be mislead.
“Mana ada orang mati makan ubat ni. Tak pernah dengar lagi. Lagipon, ajal maut kan di tangan Tuhan.” Nice come back, but still weak. Now, let’s crack the crowd, the air is a bit tensed, no thanks to my previous question.
“Haaaa… ape kata abang beli insurance. Saya ade jual!“, I grinned.
The crowd laughed horribly loud. I left instantly. I never had any interest in buying, I only wanted to share my thoughts. And I think, I’ve succeeded. It’s up to the crowd to decide, whether an RM10 bottle could cure cancer is worth the try.
But seriously, RM 10 to cure cancer? If it was, he’d be featured as man on the century!
ps: Had fun playing golf today, now off to futsal 😉