Travel : Pt 3 Jordan-Jerusalem-Jordan-Madinah-Mekkah

I ended my part 2 where we were asked to go for our final queue at the immigration office.

It was such a confusing phase and very nerve wrecking sebab first time pergi. We do not know what to expect except stories from blogs that the pre-visa approval is not a guarantee they will let you in.

And my hubby is a Singaporean and no pre-visa approval is needed. No guarantees what so ever. Singapore has their embassy there, but what if he can't go in. And what if I can't go in and he can? That questions went back and forth in our head... infact masa kat Malaysia lagi. Kita print information from the blog yang Singapore tak payah visa nak masuk bagai, but still... no guarantee. So memang kepada Allah sahaja lah pergantungan tu...

We hope Allah help us and they like our face, and minta Allah bagi mood derang tu baik...


At first mereka suruh kitorang tunggu. Lepas datang officer lain, marah pulak, kenapa linger around dan tak queue. So we queued. Ada 2 barisan kena buat sebab ada 2 kaunter jer pun masa tu. Lepas dah buat barisan, dia panggil nama dari list (of the pre-approval visa) dan dia naik moody bila dia panggil, orang2 yang dia panggil bukan dalam barisan dia dan di belakang. Plak dah kan. Haha!


So our guide (we called him ustaz zul), suruh kita berbaris ikut nombor dalam list tu and from then on, we were known by "numbers". If I am not mistaken my number is 22 and my hubby 23. gitulah. dah tak ingat dah. So the immigration officers akan panggil nombor dan sila lah ingat nombor masing2.... Untuk makcik2 tu, yang kat depan semua lepas.... sampai dekat orang kelima kot, mood officer tu dah berubah.. Dia interview seperti ini. "what is your name?" "what is your father's name?" "what is your grandfather's name". "Do you speak english" (sorry ya tang ni aku nak gelak... ko ingat diorang pandai english? broken english gak so motif tanya do you speak english tu ada sedikit unsur2 lawak di situ...) tu yang aku kata, they have insecurity also you know...


So saudara kita lelaki yang di tanya tu menjawab nama dia "fauzi" bukan nama sebenar tapi aku contohkan yang nama dia melayu bukan arab... tang bin tu dia jawab "abdullah".. aha! tang grandfather tu dia jawab "muhammad", kan? (dapat rasa tak bibit2 kemana conversation ni mengarah....) atau vise versa, tang do you speak english tu, dengan bangganya dia cakap "yes i speak english"... So selepas soklan2 bodoh yang tak kemana2 tu, saudara kita tu terus kena side line, tak lepas... ok isteri dia dah lepas, dia tak lepas... kalau dah lepas kena terusssss jalannnnn jangan toleh2 lagi haha! tapi nasib baik isteri dia belum lepas sangat, so dia tunggu kat depan ada tempat kerusi, kalau terus jalan kena surrender dah kertas putih tu dan keluar terus.


Kami dah tahap stress lah masa tu. sebenarnya, officer tu, tak puas hati dengan nama muhammad peh tu ada abdullah pulak. nama Rasulullah SAW kan. Lepas tu bila suruh panggil our guide, dia pulak kata dia boleh speak english. Tetapi jawapan yang di beri masih tak memuaskan hati dia. Soklan yang diberi tu pulak semua soklan carik pasal bukan soklan yang sepatutnya.....Walaupun tahu english, ko buatlah macam tak tahu speak english ya... suruh jer guide yang jawab. Tu post mortem ustaz zul lah kan.


Di pendekkan cerita, turn aku plak. Alhamdulillah senang jer, terus stamp. Aku tak terus jalan sebab risau. Turn hubby, officer tu melolong kat Ustaz zul. "Why his name is not in the list or why no pre-approved visa". "because he is a Singaporean" mungkin dia terasa kebodohan dia bila dapat jawapan bernas tu. sebab dia dah pegang passport Singapore hubby aku tu kan.


Maka officer tu cucuk lagi nak carik pasal "I know Malaysia passport I cannot stamp, but I will stamp his passport" ustaz zul dah sedikit agitated. "no you can't, later we can't enter Madinah or Mekkah"

I think sebab agitated, maka englishnya berbunyi nada "telling-off"..... huhu!

Maka dengan itu, ada lah sebab bagi oficer tu nak masuk jarum carik pasal lagi "are you telling me what to do?"

"No, but please do not stamp it" ... dan beberapa words exchange lagi , masa tu kitorang berdua sangat helpless, kitorang duk tengah dan pandang officer tu dan pandang ustaz zul everytime they have the heated exchange.

And .... of course ustaz zul kalah and my husband was sent to the side. No stamping. You wait. Katanya.


And I go to isteri abang "fauzi" tadi dan join her. I memang bukak semua buku dan baca doa yang sepatutnya. Ada doa untuk syaitan ke apa entah, aku baca doa tu banyak2. Ambil air wudhu' dan baca yaasin di situ pelan2... Allah is greater than them, Allah will help us. Only Allah will help us and not them. Kita masuk nak menyaksikan peninggalan nabi2, sejarah nabi dan untuk merasa tawaddhu', maka penting bagi kami nak masuk. Isra' mikraj berlaku di Aqsa, so kita memang dying to see it for ourselves of this place.


Another tourist group from India yang bersari bagai lepas. Lagi nerve wrecking. Semua jemaah lain lepas dan Ustaz Zul suruh naik ke bas terus, jangan berpaling lagi katanya hehe... Dia suruh aku dan kakak naik juga but we were contemplating, takkan lah kita nak pergi without husbands kan? So we waited. selepas 1 atau 2 jam, memang lama. Mereka kena panggil dengan officers yang dalam office. They interviewed my hubby. And Alhamdulillah lepas....


Orang yang dalam bas tadi pun bersorak gembira! Alhamdulillah, Allah really helps us. And abang "fauzi" kata Alhamdulillah for the experience kalau tak, tak ada apa nak cerita kan.. lawak dia.

Menurut kakak, abang fauzi dengan bangganya bercerita masa kat kampung yang sure dia akan lepas sebab muka dia jawa.... kan? So memang kena humble lah we just do not know. Allah may just want to test us.


For my hubby, maybe the confidence level of being a Singaporean. I do not know. Allah tested us for a reason. tapi kitorang memang dah plan, kalau dia tak dapat masuk, dia izinkan aku masuk sorang. tapi kalau aku tak dapat masuk, dia pun tak masuk... aku tatau kenapa dia buat perjanjian gitu, maybe tak nak tengok aku merana kat Jordan sorang2.... ustaz Zul pun cakap, dia pun tak akan masuk kalau one of us tak boleh masuk.


Syukurlah that everyone tak payah melalui atau membuat decision yang getir gitu.....bersambung....

We met our tour guide, a muslim. I forgotten his name but he was good! Then our journey continues.... first stop is jericho...beginilah pemandangan sepanjang ke jericho... masa ni macam tak percaya, we made it here! Syukur Alhamdulillah... years of envisioning myself going to Palestine. We are on our way to Baitul Maqdis atau nama barunya "Jerusalem"...

 Tembok yang ini tak berapa dramatik sangat lagi...

Hampir sampai, belok ke kanan ya...

 Ada juga palestinian yang berada contohnya, bila nampak kedai dentist dengan nama muslim... I am not sure whose house is this. Tapi di Jericho 95% are muslim. Sorry on the percentage. Not sure if it is 95% or 99%. Google sendiri boleh?

 Dah masuk kawasan Jericho, bandar tertua di Dunia...

Dah sampai...... Ni dah dalam cable car, so I get the shot from the top..... till then!