I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 48
“Kids. One day my friend once asked the Prophet SAW. ‘Yaa Apostle whom should we respect?’ then the Apostle replied ‘Ybumu.’ Then the friend asked again ‘then who is the Prophet?’ Then the Apostle replied ‘your mother.’ Then the friend asked again ‘After that who else ya Rasul?’ Then the Apostle replied ‘your mother.’ And the friend asked back ‘then who else is Rasul?’ And the Apostle replied ‘yahmu.’ God is so chiefly a mother that she is three stories above the father. Even until there is a saying that says the throne jannatu aqdamil ummahat, heaven is on the soles of the feet of the mother. Then what other reason makes us so easily abandon the noble woman? For in a hadith is narrated: Once Ibn Umar ra. Ask someone, “Are you afraid to go to hell and want to go to heaven?” Then the man replied, “Ya.” Ibn Umar said again, “Bless to your mother. By Allah, if you soften the words for him, feed him, you will avoid great sins.” (CHR. Bukarians)
A man in a white shop sat cross-legged on a wide expanse with many children and some colleagues who also listened to the contents of his lecture. All seemed to be watching wisdom to the extent that one shed tears in remembrance of her dead mother.
“Pak my mother was chatty once.” Suddenly the voice of a young boy interjected from behind. All on turning his head, the boy seemed to be pointing his index finger into the air.
“Your mother is angry because you are a bandal, right son?”
“Ehehehe.” The boy even grinned so that he showed a row of teeth mixed with white and black.
“God's sons. Our mother was angry because we made a mistake. Try to check yourself, surely among us there are those who have been angry because they are too busy playing and forget to go home. Aye right?”
Ucul-ucul there even so messem-mesem while glancing at the faces of his friends with each other. Fix it! Surely all of them are the culprits.
“I've been angry because of the plate mecahin sir.”
“If I'm because of disturbing sister.”
“My mom said, I'm really stubborn.”
One by one of them on unloading the cards themselves while spluttering on the spot. You brat! They think this is a promotion of what sins.
It's amazing that single figure who gives the material. He is good at composing words in such a way that children can absorb them easily. Worth the woman who was sitting in the corner there smiling herself, too attractive to look at.
“Eh Fatimah! You're crazy huh?” Andin patted the virgin on the shoulder and successfully made her stop the thrust forward.
“Andin! I'm surprised really.”
“After all what are you doing? Fizhanmu it's not much to see later he grogi.” Sindir Andin's. Actually the woman knew exactly how Fatimah felt towards Fizhan. There has been a lot of evidence of the treatment of his friend so far.
“Hey be quiet! Someone will hear.”
In every activity Fatimah attention is never separated from Fizhan. Somehow the sense of it growing more and more even though they very rarely meet.
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Bugh!
“Aduh!” Irene stroked her shoulders rough. A small pebble wrapped in white paper successfully made his emotions almost ignited. “Who did this? Is his brain being borrowed by a cat?”
This afternoon the girl was in the park with the papa. Many traders passed by including the brother satay padang which was currently being visited by Antonius.
Irene opened the small rubber that was twisted on the small stone earlier. But how surprised he was when he watched the row of letters listed above.
STAY SAM!
“Sial! What the fuck!” Irene awakens the body to seek out the perpetrator. Have you ever had anything close to Sam? It would be very presumptuous if there was someone who dared to do this to him.
Irene turned to the right and to the left. No, there is nothing to be suspected from the people who are milling about in this place. Everyone seems to be busy with their families and partners. Then could they be the culprit? Impossible.
“OK one time!” The virgin threw the stone and paper in any direction. This time he did nothing and just assumed that there had been a prankster doing this job.
“Re here son. Why are you leaving?”
“Eum Yes Pa. I was just looking around earlier.”
“Surely he will not dare to approach Samku again.”
“Yes she's a cowardly girl.”
“Hahahaha.”
The two lovebirds then shuffled from the hiding place, leaving the park and the victim who had just thrown a stone. Very cruel, they really have become village-class terrorists.
“If only mama was still there would be more exciting Pa.” Irene stared at this green expanse. His heart was so saddened to see the warmth created from all the families playing in the park.
“It's son. Your Lord knows better.” Antonius was calm.
Which heart will be fine after being left? And so is the middle-aged man. She just didn't want to look weak in front of her diamond umbrella.
Mama Irene was very friendly and generous. His workday was distributing food to the fakirs who were on the streets. The woman was also a submissive wife and never irritated the husband. So when he left there were many hearts that were hit and seemed to feel unacceptable. But how do you want? Nothing is eternal except Him.
“If Fizhan said fellow Muslims will be reunited in Heaven later. Then what about me? What would it be?” Irene played with her own thoughts.
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“Fill your material is good Zhan. I see the kids are very enthusiastic today.” The event is over and there are those who try to spread the charm with the speaker.
“Thank you Fat this is all because of Allah.” Fizhan grabbed a drink and gave it to Ridho.
“You're coming home with me, aren't you Zhan?”
“Yoi.”
“If you how Fat?” Don't let the incident happen again ya ahehe.”
“Shhht watch your words Dho!”
Fatimah was mute in place, her face flushed withstanding embarrassment. Ridho was a community friend with them and one who also witnessed the madness of Fatimah at that time.
“Eum I'll excuse you. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam warahmatullah.”
“Astagfirullah Dho. You hurt his heart.”
“Let's leave it alone! Count to make him traumatized and not repeat that again.” The gnarled man immediately left which was followed by Fizhan from behind.
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