HIDAYAH
24. Little Heritage

After 30 days of fasting. Now is the time to win. In this fitri atmosphere, I author just uttered.

Taqabbalallah minna wa minkum. Taqabbal yaa kaarim. Happy Eid 1442 H. Sorry to be born and to.

May the worship of fasting and other worship be accepted by God. And so the savings of the readers later. 😘😘

Aamiin alohumma aamiin

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The sun was already rising high, but Anin was still curled up with her blanket. The sound of the rain spatter, adding to the pleasure of struggling with a hug pillow.

After a night of listening to the story with the ends hanging. Leave a little curiosity, but in Anin's mind there is one thing that makes her more curious. Apostolic Confession that Yunar debated, which was spoken when he wanted to find justification.

"Ah, when do I ask again," he murmured in a blanket.

After struggling with her own thoughts, Anin left her comfortable bed. Because it is still the atmosphere of school holidays, even lazy air is still felt.

"Ma, can you get any awards from PTP?" asked Yunar who was sitting at the table eating.

"Get a 25-year medal, Charter, same parcel. Later the gift for both of you. Earn money awards too, directly given yesterday. It's good to buy a used car, make your mama's dipake to the church,"

"Dare you bring your own car? his enemies are many lo Ma, different ma in the garden of his enemies g there,"

"No papa, you guys teach Anin to bring a car. Where it's going to be good. Keep the motor warm on the road,"

"Anin is still a little Ma, the danger of unstable emotions. But no papa if we teach first. But do not give up yourself, Ma," said Yunar.

"Asek, I was taught to drive. But where's Ma, the car?"

"Later! still seen see the same Father Bima. Buy a small car, Toyota Starlet or Daihatsu Feroza, see the price first. Find the number that's not much,"

"Feroza aja Ma, dashing!"

"Yes Ma, if learning is also good, he is high. You can see the road" Yunar explained.

"Come, come with Mama to the room!" take your mom for a moment with them

Arriving in the room, Mama showed the hard work of the late Father for 24 years. A brass medal with the words 25 years of Working Together.

There was a sense of happiness in Anin's heart seeing the award medal. A level of devotion that not everyone can pass and get.

"It's a shared souvenir for both of you. Two pairs and the same weight."  Mama handed me 2 pieces of gold bullion weighing 2.5gram.

"Keep this good relic for you from the work of Daddy all this time,"

Anin stared at the small pieces of precious gold in her hand. Moved and felt equal, it is true that they never discriminate between Anin and Yunar. All alike!

"Makasi Maa, I will take care of this well," a smile from Anin's lips while hugging Mama and Yunar also hugged them.

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The holidays are over, the study begins again. Nothing special happened in this second whistle. All passed normally, no love letters and the like.

Anin was also more familiar with her classmates. Even Malik always followed Anin and Susi.

Entering the third wulan chess, many holidays for the first and second classes. Because of the third grade activities that have entered the ahkir exam.

Doni and Brahim are busy with taking the LES provided by the school, to help them make it easier to answer the exam later.

And for the good of the school as well, if one of the students of this school gets a high grade. At least the school's good name was raised as well.

After the National Final Learning Evaluation or EBTANAS has been passed. First and second class turns that will face the test of class increase.

Like the usual wulan chess exam, but the exam this time there were no third grade disciples. Schools are more tense because 4 classes are reduced.

What makes it delicious again is the crowd in the cafeteria is also not as crowded as usual. Since the national final exam was over, the third grade disciples had only come for absenteeism only.

"Nin, come home later we eat. I bought it at an elite restaurant" Susi said, chuckling.

"God, most also kopyok noodles on the edge of the rice field!" my answer.

"Yes, Doni and Brahim are coming! you sms Doni ya! Comeing! let's get to know Anjas and Husna!" take Susi while pulling Anin's arm.

After the exam passed they rushed home together to their destination.

There's been waiting for two cool guys on his wooden bike, too.

Malik happened to pass by and Susipun invited him to eat together. Malik, who had never eaten there, was immediately amazed. Though only the breeze of the rice field makes it special.

"In what order does Sus, take us to eat like this?" Doni asked curiously.

"Abis was given Abah's money, his rice fields were leased to grow tobacco."

Drttt drttt

Gawai Anin vibrated a sign there entered a short message.

"Nin, I'm at your house. What time are you home" read a message from Carens.

Anin did not reply, she put her dress back in her skirt pocket.

"You all come to my house, will you?"

"What's Nin ?" Susi asked.

"There's Carens waiting. How do you know if today is my final exam. He must have taken me for a walk. He's got a new car, he went to church yesterday!"

"Kan yummy Nin, invited to walk with a new car. Than the same Doni use motor. There's a wind coming in!" chirping Brahim.

"Still mending with Brother Doni, not rest. That's what it's talking about, boss me!"

"That's what it is! The obvious dong! Let's get it!" Sarkas Anjas wants to know.

"Ngomongi is a matchmaking problem! Hate me. Who is fooled by him!"

"You're being betrothed to Carens? Since when?" ask Doni quickly.

"It was just our father's talk first. And it was taken seriously. I asked Mama, she said it was just the wishes of the Carens family. And I didn't say it either!" I obviously told them.

They all nodded in a nod of understanding with the fluctuations slightly ruining my eating mood.

Arriving home, Carens was waiting for me on the side. He also looked bad at my followers. Minus Husna who did not come because he was busy with his chicken business.

"You didn't read SmSku Nin !" I haven't parked my bike yet, Carens has thrown his uncle.

"Where?" ask Carens who is actually disappointed.

"Home friends, you tell me there's one friend who's not coming," Anin's excuse then.

"What the hell way? Whereabouts? I'm gonna take you to eat?"

Sitting Anin replied "I ate before school, still full. And we made a deal,"

"Oh yeah, I'm here again on Sunday night. I want to take you somewhere. I'll ask Mama for permission, later,"

"Sorry, I'm not refusing. Someone is going to take me out!"

"Who?"

"Bang Tito, will take me to his house.  Why do we feel emotion?"

"Oh, I guess who you want to go out with" he replied with a shy cry.

"If I go out with someone else, why? Brother there's no right to forbid me from going out with anyone!"

"You don't understand how I feel, Nin ?" Carens spoke softly.

"There's nothing between us. That feeling is only my brother feeling. I don't want to be tied down. Sorry, brother, I'm sultry. Get changed first!" Anin stood up and left him. Hope Carens will leave after that.

After changing clothes Anin grabbed the car key and say goodbye

"Mama, I want to go to Husna's for a second. I'll bring the car, bike the bike will be parked to be safe,"

Anin blinked a blink giving the code to four people who were cool drinking iced tea at the back table.

Simultaneously exiting from inside the house, Anin rushed out the car from the garage. All eyes were shocked to see Anin had already eloquently pushed back the car.

While the Carens car is on the front road of the house. And he has not yet moved from his seat.

"Sorry, we stay. Was awaited. We're going to buy chicken feed."

Regardless of the look on Carens's face, I passed by leaving her, after all the paddled bicycles came in neatly lined up.

Susi sat in the front seat with me. The others were crammed in the back.

"Since when can you take Nin's car?" Brahim can't wait to ask.

"It's from the orok!" seloroh Susi's.

"Now where are we going, really buy chicken feed," Anjas said.

"We go, yuk!" response Anin excited.

"But I can't go to the city, SIM I don't have one yet" Anin added.

After walking around the corners of the paved village, and also stop at the sidewalk coffee shop. They went home when it was almost dark.

Arriving at Anin's house, they all pedaled bicycles and went home to each other.

When night fell, seeing the Mama watching a television show, Anin approached her.

"Ma, I'm going to go to the school's farewell art show. Can ya? I sing solo on guitar,"

"Hemm, yes! But I need to exercise outside. At home,"

"Ready boss!" happy answer.

SERIATE

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Maybe this story has been heard in our ears a lot, but that's okay.

The story of a woman who defies her mother's will. Hopefully we can learn from the real story below.

The story was told by Sheikh Abdul Muhsin

The story takes place at the wedding of a woman who is very to Allah in every circumstance.To be exact after the maghrib prayer, because to enliven her wedding event she adorns herself, wears a dress, a large headscarf, make-up to welcome guests who attended the wedding.

But when going out to welcome the guests who attended, there was the chant of adzan isya’ “Allaahu akbar, Allaahu akbar”

With a very polite speech this woman asked her mother for permission to do isya’ prayer first.

Having decorated with make-up, the woman's mother said, "Are you crazy? Guests have come and are waiting for you, if you pray and wudhu it will wear off your make-up."

The woman said courteously to her mother, “Mother knows if Prayer is a command of God, which cannot be bargained again”

"Yes, you can pray after you meet guests" said the mother to the woman.

"For Allah's sake if you pray and abhor at this time I will be angry with you."

"For the sake of Allah, prayer is a worship that should not be offered anymore ma'am, and there is no obedience to a creature as long as it is worshipping Allah" the woman replied to her mother.

"But what about our show, son? The guests are waiting, they will laugh at you if you come to them without any make-up. You'll look ugly." Answer the mother to the woman.

"O my mother, if you like me to look beautiful before men, do you not enjoy seeing me beautiful before God. By performing ablution and prayer on time then I will look beautiful before God."

The mother could no longer prevent her daughter's willingness to pray immediately. The woman immediately wudhu then went into the room to establish Islamic prayers.

After a long time, the mother began to suspect her son, why did he pray for so long? As the guests were waiting, his mother approached him.

How shocked he was when he opened the room, he saw his beloved daughter die in prostration.

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Can you learn from the story above?

There is a lot of wisdom contained.

Hopefully helpfully.

ETSSS don't tell me to ask the woman to use make up water proof.

Relax, don't strain.

Kasi like yaa.. If there is a remaining voucher vote may be for Anin.

Love You All