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“Three serious things are taken really seriously and making jokes is taken seriously: marriage, divorce and ruju.'”
(Regulated by Al Arba’ah except An Nasa’i. Presented by Al Albani in Ash Shahihah)
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🌸بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ🌸
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The glitter of twilight, slowly vanished until dark greeted and increasingly crept into his position. The exhausting noise was successfully passed through without anything less. Disbelief until the confusion of a quarter of invited guests is still printed in memory. Perhaps, just at their show alone something like this could happen. Where the event that should run soft and soft should be passed with tension and also a little light debate.
Sarah still remembered very well when the faces looked at her with a cynical look and some with a look of pity. A quarter of the invited guests did not know the cause and effect that occurred so immediately put Sarah as the real suspect she was the victim.
In the end, those faces threw a twinkle of hatred and contempt at him.
“How can the woman play a wedding?”
“True, in the promulgation that spread his name in conjunction with Faris but at the reception he took someone else. What does that mean?”
Very speech from the woman who is one of Faris's friends but indeed since the beginning of dating Faris the woman has not liked Sarah.
When Sarah wanted to go forward with the sassy greeting of the woman who had attracted the attention of the other guests, her hand was suddenly clasped from behind. Sarah turned her head until her irises found a cool look from her husband. Sarah's gaze then moved down, with her fingers now filled with other fingers larger and sturdier than her. He tried to strengthen.
Sarah blushed with just this little thing. The faces in front of him were no less the same, seeing the interaction of the two brides in front of them in disbelief. They can look very harmonious.
Then, Sarah's body came forward as Azhar's grasp pulled her gently. They stopped right in front of the woman who had uttered her words, until Azhar made a sound.
“Here, now and witnessed by everyone. Look at us, standing in front of the audience with a hand and attended by many invited guests. Does anything look like a game? A piece of paper that the audience received was not named who joined Sarah but you can prove it today. Me, not him. I have bound Sarah with a single breath of kabul from her father. Can't it answer a word ‘mean’ from the one you confused?”
“Without diminishing the respect of me and my wife, we thank her for her presence. Sorry for your confusion because only losers run away from their positions. And here I reaffirm that next to Sarah is my position.”
Sarah pulls the corner of her lips with Azhar's tightening grip.
“Sarah, are you sick?”
Sarah jerks. He who is still pensive until he does not realize Azhar who is now beside him.
“A-i'm healthy. Just tired.” replied Sarah with a little gagu.
Azhar nodded and began to browse the side of the room that was Sarah's room but from today it will be occupied by her as well. Sarah just looked at her husband's movements with a look of wonder and also nervous.
Oh, comeon. Sarah is no longer a child and a girl. He knew it was their first night in the same room, just the two of them. He did not suspect that there was a sense of groggyness, fear and shame that approached him. Moreover, there is a sense of disappointment that is still not completely gone.
“What do you want?” sarah asked in wonder as Azhar stood up and approached her.
Azhar was getting closer so that Sarah could hear her breathing, even smelling her husband's perfume, Sarah's heart skipped a beat unexpectedly an Azhar could be this aggressive to her shamelessly. Azhar was approaching even now less than twenty centimeters away from her.
Nanum, when Sarah wants to pop her eyes
Azhar has moved back and a little bit away. Sarah opened her eyes until she breathed because her assumption was wrong, it was just her fear and dirty thoughts.
Azhar just took a pillow from behind Sarah.
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Pillow, Sarah again made wonder. What's that pillow for?
Then Azhar approached the closet until it sounded, “whose spare blanket is next to?”
Sarah styled it with a blank look but still pointed her hand at the left closet. Azhar nodded and opened it until she managed to get something she needed.
“I know you are not used to it and may be uncomfortable with my existence. Since we are both tired, then let us rest. I'm on the sofa only and you please use the bed in peace.” said Azhar then stepped towards the sofa.
Sarah blinked then spontaneously bit her lower lip gently, she did not expect Azhar to see her nervousness to have an alternative like this and offered her first.
“He is gini huh? Make confused and my feelings will be erratic.” Inner Sarah.
Azhar gave a small smile at the look on his wife's face and her confusion. He continued his activities to arrange the sofa as comfortable as possible and then threw his body there.
Sarah watched her husband in silence, then took a little pity on Azhar's position to say, “but, Azhar, I'm actually b-“
“Stt, stop. Never feel guilty about it. I'm okay with this. We still have plenty of time to get along. So, for now is the time to sleep and of course you too.” Cut Azhar.
Sarah nodded in silence, “ alright. Thank you for understanding me.” His impact while raising both feet on the bed to cover his body with a blanket up to the shoulder limit.
"Thank you for being my wife. If you wake up earlier, please wake me up. In the third of the night there is a tahajud that we can greet.” said Azhar tilted her body facing the direction of the big bed, Sarah also did the same thing to nod.
“But I don't promise. Because usually I wake up at 8 am.” I Sarah with shame but she is more embarrassed if later Azhar find out for herself.
She was eager to see her husband's response to the fact that he was not as good, as smart and decent as the women out there. He was not angry that Azhar would look at him badly.
But what he accepted was not so.
“Good. If before you used to wake up at that hour, then from now on it is better to accelerate. If it's hard, let me wake up. Learn to familiarize the good.” Tawar Azhar's.
Sarah also clenched her pair of lips for a second and then separated them again, “I will try. Help me yes.”
Azhar smiled again, “that's what I will always do from now on.”
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Sarah can't close her eyes but she can't open them, either consciously or unconsciously. It was like being somewhere strange and so dark. He ran in silence, he stepped in every direction and hoped to find a speck of light. Run, run until he continues to run he is finally exhausted. A pair of lutu feels like it wants to escape from the joints, wants to crumble right now.
Then, he chose to squat in the middle of this foreign place with increased fear infiltrating his chest. He could hear the sound of his own breath even his heartbeat seemed to echo and was able to reflect a loud sound, so loud it was able to make Sarah afraid to hear it to cover her ears, she cried.
He no longer knew which way to run. He did not know who to shout whose name until suddenly something sounded closer to him. A pair of steps were able to mask the sound of his heartbeat. The move sounded confident walking to him. With a light source in his hand, the figure was right in front of Sarah. Sarah could see the image of herself in the place she casted from the reflection of the light until her vibrating body was lifted.
The first thing he found was a hand and the hand was stretched out toward him. Sarah stared long at the hand until her hand moved to welcome her, “warm.’ murmured.
He also wanted to look at the owner of this hand he held and someone who brought light towards him. Until suddenly a bigger and dazzling light approached him before he knew the face of the owner of the hand.
“Sarahs... Sarah... hey! Wake up! What was? He!” say a voice.
Sarah continued to move restlessly in her sleep, until Azhar's hand held increasingly tightened.
“Sarah? Wake up!” repeated Azhar who now patted Sarah's cheek gently, emitting an anxious aura on her middle east face.
With a soft clap on her cheek, Sarah finally managed to open her two eyes that felt heavy. He was panting with tears and sweat mixed on the side of his face.
"Azhar...” said Sarah in a hoarse voice.
Azhar nodded and began to wipe away the remaining tears on his wife's face and also sweat Sarah with her free hand. “It's me, you why?” ask Azhar softly.
Sarah shook her head weakly until without warning she slammed into her husband's chest.
Azhar was petrified but then joined in returning Sarah's embrace with one hand because her left hand was still held by his wife.
After a few minutes in this state, Sarah finally stretched their arms.
Sarah watched Azhar's worried face with sadness until her irises dropped to her hands that now hold her husband's hands. “This hand.” murmured.
Azhar also saw their hands, “ah, sorry if you don't like. I was just shocked to see your restless sleep until you cried. I approached here but you immediately welcomed my hand.” Azhar explained as she tried to take off her grip. However, Sarah held him back while shaking weakly.
“Azhar's oath, I had a nightmare, a dark, silent and frightening place to the end of my fear a beam of light approached me with a hand outstretched-“
“Stt... stop. Calm yourself, it's just a dream.” said Azhar cut Sarah's voice that looks anxious and panting and hastily in delivering her dream. Azhar handed a glass of water to his wife so that she could be a little calmer.
“Will be in at dawn. Come get ready for prayer, I will go to the mosque.” Azhar said when Sarah's breath was stable and her face no longer looks anxious like that.
Sarah was silent until Azhar's grasp was released by itself. “A-I, I have not prayed at dawn for a long time because I always wake up at the limit of 8 and above." Sarah said with her head down.
Azhar sighed, “not why. Allah is Forgiving, You know that. But don't get used to it anymore. And today is the starting point, you just assume that your day starts now then start by doing good things, especially the obligation to pray.” Azhar stroked his wife's slightly matted hair.
Sarah raised her face, “but, I forgot to do’a qunutu.”
Azhar chuckled, Sarah looks funny if honest like this. “It is important that you are awake, so you should clean and berwudhu.”
“Qunutnya how?” Ask Sarah who is still in bed.
“Qunutnya the sunnah. So, dawn this time you can not participate. Later I will help you remember it back.” Azhar slapped Sarah's shoulder to her feet.
The most striking cause of the qunut difference is the different understanding of hadith and the way of qiyas, as mentioned by Imam Ibn Rushd in Bidayatul Mujtahid wa Nihayatul Muqtashid. For the Abu Hanifah sect, qunut is only done when praying.
Mazhab Ahmad bin Hanbal mentioned the destruction of Subuh qunut only at the moment of Nazilah, which is when Muslims are hit by disaster. As for the Shafi’i, as most practiced in Indonesia, reciting the prayer of the Subuh qunut including sunnah ab’adl, which if left behind it is recommended to perform the sahwi prostration.
The scholars of the Shafi school’i based the opinion of this matter on one of the hadith narrated from Anas bin Malik as follows:
That is: “Rasulullah SAW always preach at dawn prayer (dawn prayer) until he died.” (CHR. Ahmed)
In addition, the practice of dawn qunut is also done by friends, such as Umar bin Khattab. But for some scholars, the hadith used above still needs to be understood background and needs to be compared with other hadith. As quoted by Ibn Qudamah in al-Mughni, the following hadith concerning the Quran of the Prophet at dawn is narrated from Abu Hurairah:
Meaning: “Verily the Messenger of Allah does not pray at dawn prayer (dawn prayer), except when praying good or bad for a people.” (CHR. Muslim)
Hadith Anas bin Malik who became a hujjah to say Fajr above is understood by scholars not as prayer, but the purpose of qunut there is to stand longer and read more general prayers. Then related to Umar bin Khattab who preached during the dawn prayer, understood by some scholars that he did it at the moment of disaster and war (nazilah) at that time. This is more or less recorded by Ibn Qudamah.
Imam Malik ibn Anas in his fiqh terms distinguishes the things organized between the asunnah and mustahab. Qunut according to Imam Malik is classified as a mustahab practice, which is something that is recommended but the Prophet did not practice it continuously during life. Based on several hadith histories, it is mentioned that the Prophet had been preaching for many days, then he left it.
According to Imam Malik, the qunut prayer should be done before ruku’ slowly (sirr), in contrast to the Shafi’i school and Ahmad bin Hanbal who argue that qunut is read after ruku’.
‘Ala kulli p, thus some hujjah which causes different practices qunut Subuh in the community. Now the debate that once sparked polemics in this community seems increasingly soft, especially in the city community. Among the Nahdliyin who used to pray, it is usual to follow the worship of Fajr without qunut. Similarly, those who are not accustomed to qunut, do not mind reading qunut in prayer following the standard of society.
Quoting the opinion of Imam Sufyan ats Tsauri, as quoted by Imam at Tirmidhi in Sunan at Tirmidhi related to qunut:
“If someone wants to do qunut at dawn time, then it's ‘hasan’ (well, and includes sunnah). And if it is not qunut, it is also ‘hasan’.”
“Good. I pray.” Sarah hurried to leave her bed with ogah-ogahan,
“Good girl.” Azhar Mumbles.
Sarah walked quickly to the bathroom until she closed the bathroom door quickly. He misbehaved in front of Azhar because of the man's words.
“What's wrong? Where there is a good girl who wakes up always bad luck.” Sarah's grumpy who was heard by Azhar before she closed the door just now.
Azhar was unable to hold back her laughter. “Hopefully from today good things always come to the lika of the twists of our household, my wife.” He looked at the closed bathroom door and heard water rustling inside.
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Reference :
Husnul Haq, IAIN Tulungagung Lecturer and LDNU Manager Jombang: https://islam.nu.or.id/post/read/88409/perbedaan\-pandangan\-ulama\-fiqih\-tentang\-qunut\-subuh
Kerinci, 28/09/2019