
The emperor opened the car door, he wanted to drive his own car. I don't want to be disturbed by the driver. His work today is very busy, and he will immediately hold a meeting after getting a notification from Jihan about the meeting schedule.
Just as the Emperor's body was about to get into the car, he was shocked when he felt a knife stab from the side. It was sharp and stretched very deep into the side abdomen. Even when the Emperor turned his head, the figure of the man holding the handle of the knife again plunged the sharp object even deeper.
“You?” Styled emperor. His hand held the stomach.
“Mampus!” whispered the man then turned back and left with wide strides in haste.
The Emperor's hand was raised wanting to reach anything, but first the limp body collapsed onto the courtyard floor along with a red drenched and flowing quite profusely.
The body was writhing, his hands were clutching what was asaja, but what was gripped was only his own fingers.the pain spread all the way to the spine.
“Aaarrrgkh..” Erang the Emperor hoped it was a dream in broad daylight and when he woke up then everything would change, but it was not. It´s real. The emperor felt tremendous pain. Until finally his eyes were dark.
***
Khanza sits on the floor of the tapestry. The room is so cold. He is currently studying alongside Fatima's graduate degree. This was the first day he attended the study according to the recommendations mentioned by the Emperor.
The place of study is so comfortable. In addition to the beautiful and clean room, there is also a large window that directly connects with the green backup below. It's exquisite. They were on the seventeenth floor, a famous hotel.
With a smile, ustadzah who has thirty minutes since giving tausiah with the theme of death also said, “In this world we live only temporarily. All living beings, including humans, will experience certain death. The world is only a place to stop and stay to wait for the next day. No one knows of the coming of death, including the Prophet SAW also does not know it. Death is like 'Alif Lam Mim', the first verse of the letter of Al-Baqarah, which means only Allah knows.”
Khanza. It turns out that following a true study can provide a spiritual flush.
“For the world, you may be a billionaire, celebrity, important figure, official or whatever it is that is classy and rated great. But for the angel of death, you are nothing but a name that is already on the list.”
Why did Khanza's skin suddenly become bristled when remembering death? Perhaps this was the effect of not being ready to die, so the innards were tense and fearful when alluded to regarding death.
“Maybe today we are still here and breathing freely, but tomorrow is not necessarily. Death can come at any time. And in order to die as a Muslim, you have to live every moment as a Muslim. No time for later.”
Everybody's listening.
“The cemetery is full of people who used to think that they would practice Islam when they were old. Old age is not promised to anyone. Most people think that death is far, far away. But when that day comes, then it is too late to do what we can do today.”
Silent. If the veiled woman does not speak, the room is completely silent.
Seriate