
In every life there is a trial. To know a servant of God is patient or not, it must be tested.
This is what the child I told you about.
Nasopharyngeal carcinoma or nasopharyngeal cancer is a type of throat cancer.
While seriously studying, seriously breaking themselves. Sianak was told that his father was on his way to the hospital.
Suddenly his father felt his legs unable to move, unable to get up from his sleep. His head was very sore, his throat felt very dry and his vision blurred.
The boy asked permission to accompany his father. Wherever his father and mother went he went. His education he forgot, he did not care what he thought at this time was only the recovery of his father.
So sad that the child had seen his father who was strong and dashing, at that time could only lie in a hospital bed.
36 Times light and 8 times chemoteraphy. Every time he wanted to do something that pushed his father's wheelchair. The body of his father who once weighed 100 kilograms more with a height of almost 2 meters now only 48 kilograms. Her once dense black hair was now falling down with no rest.
"I have sinned a lot, O God, why did my father bear it" he said in his heart while pushing his father's wheelchair.
Praying in his efforts at the beginning of time, as much as possible he added the prayers of his sunna, while waiting for his father chemoteraphy he took to read the small Qur'an that he always kept in his body.
Friends of the child then razzam, "Oh Allah. Allow the servant to make him happy, Allow the servant to be a righteous child who can make him proud. Nothing is impossible for you, O Allah, give back your health as before do not give him any more pain after Allah, O Rahman, Rahim, help me to be a good child, to be a child that makes him not ashamed to have a child like a servant, O Allah, forgive all the sins of the servant."
That night at the Masjid of Adam Malik Hospital Medan the boy prostrated himself asking forgiveness to his Lord, crying in memory of all his sins, his mischief, remembering already... how many times has he embarrassed his father with his mischievous behavior and deeds.
That night the initial foundation of the cyanak earlier to ber "Hijrah"
That kid was me 8 years ago.
The path for the Hijrah is different, some are with hard blows as I feel, some are ordinary. It is a slow, slow process of believing that God is the recipient of repentance. Strengthen our intentions make that intention as a solid foundation so as not to easily collapse. To become a better person it must be.
Friends, there are some tips for those who already have the intention to hijrah.
Cleanse your heart, in many ways beristighfar
A sincere intention because of God, not because someone or wants to look better than others and whatever it is but sincere because of God
Don't delay. If there is an intention to emigrate the sign of Allah's Hidayah has come to us in his direction by finding out how to become a better person. Do not delay again because we do not know until when we are in the world.
After the process of 1,2 and 3 we go through next make friends with people who pray/salehah the same vision mission why? because that spirit will continue to be stirred in our hearts and the last
Friends once again, strengthen our intentions, strengthen our Azzam. Getting better is because
whoever is better today than yesterday is lucky. Whoever today is like yesterday, loses. Whosoever is worse today than yesterday is wretched.
Assalamu'alaikum warohmatulli. Mila ended it
Then the moderator allows the audience the opportunity to ask questions.
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The smile was broken, the owner of the smile was so serious listening to the word for word conveyed by Mila. It turns out that even though he took a lecture majoring in teacher education he still likes to speak eh.. not tausiah. ah not really, anyway he still like the old muttered the owner of the smile looking at Mila who was not far from his front.
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Elsewhere
In the committee room, the man who carried the little boy to steal heard, it turns out that the father had cancer deserves the father was very thin and bald during our last year in Ma'had, Ma'had, said the man was shrewd.
"Who's bald, sir?" ask the little boy who was in his car.
"Nobody, kid! just a pickpocket." he replied.
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That afternoon was so hot, the challenge of the fasting person. All the Committee and participants of Dzuhur prayer together. The chanting of holy verses recited by the Imam of the Dzuhur prayer is very melodious. Mila who had just finished ablution rushed into the mosque.
He accidentally saw the Imam when he was about to open the door, his heart was pounding. O Allah. bang Dzaki. Mila was embarrassed by herself why her heart became like this.
Mila put on her face, as she was about to pray she saw Amira right next to her.
"Astaghfirullah's.... " Mila realized, did not stop him beristighfar until his prayers were not solemn.
In his last prostration he wept, and prayed for forgiveness from God for admiring the husbands of men.