Alongside her bed, english novels curled up with kitabs.
In her IPod, classic jazz mixed with nasyeed.
Through her talk, it’s thanks and syukran.
She’s in long veil and crocs.
She’s in jubah and jeans.
She smiles and smirks.
Why does these two favorites
Seems to oppose each other?
But what she's sure
She's just constantly happy with it.
