Khutbah Jumat Jawi Patani -

In his place stood his grandson, Usop. At twenty-three, Usop had returned from a university in the west, his mind full of algorithms and crisp, formal Arabic. He had memorized the khutbah text perfectly. But he had never felt the wood of the mimbar beneath his palms.

(Tuan Guru Haji Awang always said: 'Don't look at whether a deed is big or small. Look at the heart. Here in Patani, our hearts have been burned, have been drowned in floods. But they are still alive. Because Allah protects them.) khutbah jumat jawi patani

After the prayer, Pak Mat shook Usop's hand. He didn't say much. He just held the young man's fingers and pressed them to his own forehead—a gesture of deep, wordless respect. In his place stood his grandson, Usop