HIJRAHS
"MEET USTADZAH"

There was no answer from her. she was still sitting with her henchmen staring straight at the dapan. until I decided to approach her.

"Excuse me?"

There was still no answer from the woman in front of my eyes.he still continued to look ahead.when in front there was only a meadow.

"Assalamualaikum" I said again.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmaTullahi wabarakatuh" he replied.

Don't know why? when the woman spoke.my whole body felt vibrating.his voice seemed to have created the ground that I was currently shaking.

Am I really surprised at this woman in front of me? Until I dared to get closer to her.

"I am Leah, and who are you? so, what are you doing here?" much

"I am a servant of God" he answered briefly.

God's servant? Yes, I know that all of us who are Muslims are certainly servants of Allah, just how Allah sees and judges us, perhaps from our deeds and acts of worship to him.

"Yes I know, but, what's your name?" say again.

"What does a name mean?" the answer is still looking ahead.

"Eemm, what for?" confused say.

Don't know why? being near this woman.it felt so cold.what could be her attitude that was so quiet huh?

"What are you looking at? the feeling there is nothing?" ask me again.

"The creation of God" he answered

Geez, everyone knows that the earth we are on, or the universe is God's creation.

"Where is this?" say again.

There was no reply from the woman, then she turned to look at me. The look in her eyes made my whole feather stand great.

his eyes are very beautiful, even the beauty of the world I think no one can match to his eyes. And yet, for some reason? I was very excited to see his eyes and very scared to see by him.

Until I bowed down because I could not see his face or eyes for too long.

"Go home" he said, which made my body shake again.

"Where to?" awkward answer.

"Go back to the way of Allah, Allah is merciful and merciful, and he will never refuse the repentance of his true servant" he said, now making my body shiver.

Until when the woman got up from her seat.I can see so beautiful her.I don't know who this woman is?

He got up and walked somewhere?

until I saw her, she was no longer in front of me. Where did I find her? I have absolutely no idea of his existence.

Until, the twigs of the tree that had shaded us both. and made the air cool around suddenly changed. twigs and leaves moved to the side next to the place that I was peeling.

Until, now I really feel the heat.different when I was with the Mysterious woman earlier? the air was so cool, and there was no sun gap capable of penetrating the twigs and leaves on this tree. But when I walked to find a way out, I stumbled and fell. And when I got up. I was already in my room?

Are my eyes really open perfectly? is this really weird, really weird? and it makes no sense?

Was I asleep? then I woke up, Mom and Dad, and then I walked and tripped. Then why did I arrive in my room?

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Everything that happened to me really makes me feel lost sense.how not? dreams that feel real are always repeated. Strange events always come and go?

But this time, not only was I the center of attention in the dreamland, but I was also the center of attention in the real world.

I became the center of attention because my face was very pale.some even blatantly said that my face was like an undead.

I was always reflecting

but still, I don't see that change. Asking Sindi was useless because she could not see the change in my face. According to her my face was fine. There was nothing strange on my face.

even the shaman he always said was very good and said that I was exposed to witchcraft could not cure me.

For 30 minutes, I waited for the mother's recitation to be completed.The sound of greetings was heard and some mothers came out of the assembly ta'lim.

Until I got out of my car and entered the page of the ta'lim ceremony.

The woman's voice really felt hypnotized me, so without me realizing now I have been standing in a ceremony ta'lim

it contains many names of the creator's name.

A woman wearing a black robe and wearing a veil and a Millo-colored veil was sitting watching me from a distance.

and near the veiled woman, there were 3 mothers who also took notice of me.

I held my head in shame, but continued to walk closer to them.

"Assalamualaikum" I said when our distance was only blocked by one sheet of prayer.

"Wa'alaikumsallam" they answered simultaneously.

"Want to meet the woman who was in the hospital?" say

At once they all looked strangely at me, perhaps not because of my scary face in their eyes? but it was my purpose to meet someone who spoke gold.

"Mom, our studies are done.we can meet next Sunday" the veiled woman told three mothers beside her.

"Good ustadzah.then we'll all excuse us" replied one of the mother's mothers.

Until the mothers came out and left me with the veiled woman I just found out that she is an ustadzah here.

"What's my sister?" he said closer to me. Now our distance is really close

"Sister?" confused answer.

"Yes, we're all brothers and sisters, so don't be awkward to talk" he said, touching my arm.

"Are you austadzah here?" answer me

"Yes, according to others" he said.

"I want to ask? do you have an answer to my question?" my answer.

"Please"he said.

"Can you help me?" reply ensured.

"In Sha Allah, if Allah allows me to help you" he said.

"My name is Lea, Lea Patmawati.I was born from a poor family. Until the treatment of the surrounding residents really makes me hold a grudge.especially when the death of my parents is somewhat sad. it added to the grudge in me growing up. I was swayed in an uncertain direction.until a woman helped me to change your life.but, the slander made my co-worker. I had to get hurt again from my physical and mental.The grudge in me was getting smoldering. Until I met a woman.she was a good woman.

because of my closeness to her, and the news that the woman who helped me died because of my former workmates.it made me lose my mind. which is very concerning it, it finally plunged me into the world of night.

I decided to work as a comfort woman and, from that money, I managed to change my life and the lives of my friends' families. I even took my revenge on my ex-worker.

And not only that, I also took revenge on the man who killed my father and the man who raped me the night my mother died.

"I'm sorry, you mean you took revenge on them? what's that like?" ask her.

"I killed them, three men I hated so much. One of them was my father's killer.

and I also took my revenge on my former villagers. Until now they still pay the debt they borrowed from me.

For years I worked as a comfort woman, as a prostitute, and it didn't just change my lifestyle. However, I was also able to send my two friend's children who had died.I helped his family's economy and managed to make a new business.

until an old woman who works at my friend's house who also works as a comfort woman.Sister Sindi. got sick and asked for something quite difficult from me.

"What's that?" the answer.

"She asked me to quit my job as a comfort woman. Until that night, when he was about to take his last breath, he asked me to stop.

"What at that moment, did you nod or say yes?" ask her.

"It seemed like I nodded, but at that moment I was so panicked that I didn't know what I was doing and saying.

I saw the veiled woman only nod a few times before she went back to looking at what I said.