I just obeyed, considering it was still an hour before the call to prayer was sounded.
“Want to pray Friday wearing a sarong?” he said.
I firmly replied, “Yes, this is normal too.”
He then continued his words, “Do you know what happens when you wear a sarong here?”
I just shook my head. He continued, “Here, let me tell you. Here,
if you wear a sarong, you will be laughed at.”
I wonder why it should be laughed at. Is it because Cairo is a big city? Just like when we walk in Jakarta or Surabaya, are we embarrassed to wear a sarong? I asked curiously, “Well, why?”
My friend replied with a little amused laugh. “So this is it. In Egypt, for example, if someone visits and the host wears a sarong when meeting at the door, it is a sign that the house owner is having fun with his wife. Why wear a sarong? Because that’s a sign that the game isn’t over yet, I want to continue.”