Asiyah End Times
"The Door of Heaven" in the Pesantren Cottage

Maa shaa Allah, along the way around this boarding school, the cool breeze continues to accompany their steps. Gusting, ssssshhhhh.. Sunlight also provides shade. Welcoming the special guest who came with good intentions this morning.

It had been an hour and the others in Ustadz Zulfikar surrounded the pesantren.

"There's something much more beautiful here, maybe you guys want to see it too?" ustadz Zulfikar asked, with a smile of his looks, dimpled on the left and right sides of his face.

"By Ustadz, what is it?" asiyah replied with her question, looking at the black-copied young ustadz's face as close as possible.

"Ayoo, five minutes or so yes, there is a small river that we have arranged in such a way back there, so that the river can enter through the pesantren area," explained Ustadz Zulfikar, briefly. While showing his index finger in the direction of the destination they will go to.

Still walking leisurely.

On the right side of them. Right at the end of this boarding school. Their footsteps stopped.

There is a wall, very high. In the middle there is a small door with two door leaves that blend to form the letter 'n' taper the tip of his head. On top of the door was a sign that read 'The Door of Heaven'.

Yes, this is a barrier between the river and the area of the boarding school building said by Ustadz Zulfikar earlier.

Ustadz Zulfikar opened the door. Not locked it turned out. "Come marii, please come in" Ustadz invited Asiyah and her three colleagues.

The footsteps felt light. Asiyah and her three comrades immediately entered that 'Guardo of Heaven.

Hhhmmm. hhhaaahhh.maa shaa Allah is very fresh this aroma. Smelled by them immediately entered this place, which is a fresh aroma, a blend of green leaves, fruits and water purity.

The two eyeballs also instantly sparkled. No power to hold back what he is witnessing. Asiyah and her three comrades were completely dumbstruck with everything before her.

In front of them flowed a very clear bluish water. Not a single piece of garbage entered, it turns out that in the upper reaches of the river that enters this pesantren area, has been installed a net for the sieve.

The river is also decorated with a variety of large rocks in the middle and also small rocks scattered on the banks. The rocks were painted in beautiful colors. Gold color for large rocks and colorful bright colors for small rocks.

Around the river it has also been decorated with synthetic grass that green. In the upper reaches of the river that goes into the pesantren area is made to resemble a very beautiful mini waterfall with large gold-colored rocks.

The wall that surrounds it is also covered by synthetic plants, grass that dangles, so that it no longer looks the shape of the wall, as if the inhabitants are in a beautiful mini forest with fresh plants. Also with the forms of wall rocks designed in such a way as to resemble the original.

Small trees also decorate the river. The fruit is completely edible if the season is fruiting and has been ripe. There are orange trees, mangoes, even strawberry trees arranged at the top of the surrounding ceiling.

Synthetic cherry trees installed at the end of the river estuary, right at the end of the wall that cuts the end of the river in the boarding area, are very bright. And it looks like the real thing.

There are also some lights installed between the wall grass and the roof of the bridge to give the impression of light in this place when the lights are turned on.

Kriiicciikk.. The sound of the gurgling river water flowing, did sound cheerful, enlivening the quiet atmosphere inside this place.

Hordes of brightly colored orange fish are swimming in a river where the water is very clear bluish. They infiltrated swimming among the large rocks in the middle of the river. Maa shaa Allah.

The fish have been confined within this cottage area, because they have been paired with a barrier net so that they can not get out.

In the middle of this river is also made a sturdy wooden bridge that has a roof. Maa shaa Allah this bridge is filled with green plants and flowers that cover it, as if the weeds grow thick dangling from it.

Click, the sound of the switch ringing. Ustadz Zulfikar suddenly pressed the button behind the wall grass. Instantly there was the sound of the chanting of the holy Quran which echoed softly.

"Maa shaa Allah, the beautiful Ustadz, an amazing sight with the sound of very soft verses of Allah. Like a delusion about heaven that is manifested into the real world," said Asiyah with a sense of surprise. His hands clenched firmly in front of his body, powerless to resist growling.

"Maa shaa Allah, really beautiful," said Cita.

Caca and Mr. Nomo were also unable to hide his admiration.

"Yes this is a small river, it was deliberately arranged and decorated in such a way as to be part of the beauty of this boarding school," explained Ustadz Zulfikar.

"It is far away to be compared with the afterlife which God created, even as big as a dust grain will not be able to match its beauty." Connect Ustadz Zulfikar.

"Why is it called 'The Door of Heaven'? Yes, just as a learning course for the santri, giving a lesson to them that heaven in the afterlife will be very far from its beauty when compared to what is here," explained Ustadz Zulfikar again.

They heard Ustadz Zulfikar's explanation intently. Asiyah was still amazed by what was inside this 'Guardo of Heaven.

There were indeed no chairs for them to sit and rest for a moment. It was intentionally by his cottage. Stand up if anyone comes in. You can just look around for a minute. So that nothing is damaged per part of this place, because indeed the treatment also requires a lot of costs.

"Sorry Ustadz, can I take pictures inside this cottage area including this place?" ask Asiyah.

Ustadz Zulfikar smiled at Asiyah, showing her hand towards a writing emblazoned on one of the walls, 'It is forbidden to take pictures and document this place in any form'.

Asiyah smiled, gloating.

"Nah ayookk, it's done looking at it, the sun has begun to rise, soon Ustadz Hamdal will return, in shaa Allah, hopefully his business is facilitated by God there, aamiin," bring Ustadz Zulfikar.

They walked out of this incredible place. Maa shaa Allah.

Turn the footsteps again. Asiyah and her three companions followed Ustadz Zulfikar to the house of Ustadz Hamdal.

Fifteen minutes passed.

Ustadz Hamdal motorbike looks across the road to the housing complex. Ustadz Hamdal's eyes looked straight and focused, until he could no longer see the Asiyah group around the cottage road.