Love Johanna
Section 26

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 26...

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"Sir?"

The man's daydream was cut off. He looked into the room of Musala. Look at Hanna who is wrapped in a beautiful cloth of her face.

"Eh, Sister Hanna" said Ravi, smiling shyly."I was looking for Mbak in the IGD room, and he was here."

"Mothers want to pray tahajud as well?" hanna asked as she got up and moved to sit in the back corner of Musala. "Please, sir, there's still time left" he said, again giving space for Ravi in the front row.

For a moment the man looked confused.

To be honest, he had no intention of praying at night. Just wanted to make sure Hanna was there. But somehow, whispered his heart as if embarrassed if you have to lose with the girl who claimed to have just embraced Islam. Until then, he was moved to participate.

'It is good indeed, I ask God for a way out.'

"Y-yes, Ma'am. T-but .. I want to take the water first," said Ravi finally. Then he rushed to the place of wudu and pondered for a moment there.

'This, here. This, nih .. suddenly I was like losing a spurs, ' he whispered in his heart. 'At home, I never want to lose to Sarah. But with Hanna, it feels .. I'm really embarrassed that I didn't follow her words.'

The man closed his eyes. Thinking about the condition of his small family that has not been five warsa is awakened. Being with someone she never loved at all from the very beginning. Sarah, a foreign woman and suddenly transformed into a wife for Ravi, on the basis of a compromise. Therefore, the hollow foundation that has been built so far, is vulnerable to even small shocks. This affects the man in translating his religious values. Kok, can? Reasons ….

'Yes, Allah .. What is it that I am now at a point like this?'

"Aah!"

He punched the wall. Grimaced. But not because of the pain felt on the fist, but on his own soul.

Wants him to curse. It breaks the sense of silence that is always covered with a myriad of unethical phrases, just as people out there are at the peak of wrath.

"No! Henggaakk!"

Ravi realized, it was not his style at all. She knew she kept her oral virginity from the words. At least not during an argument with Sarah.

Slowly the man turned the faucet, poured a little water so that not much was wasted, then began to wash one by one the members of his wine. Cold felt for a moment. Sleaking out little by little the anger from the shadow of the face that was present just now.

After that rush out of the area wudu and say a prayer; ". Allahumaj'alni minattawaabiina …."

Johanna or Hanna, still sitting in the rear of the saf, bowed solemnly with lips twitching a number of sacred sentences, as soon as Ravi returned and entered the room Musala.

For a moment the man thought, 'Why does the average convert have a greater level of faith than I have known the Islamic world since childhood?' This is evident now, to carry out qiamulail alone, it has long been rarely fulfilled, since completing religious education in a boarding school. 'Lucky for them, they get a bonus from God, in the form of the removal of sin for the guidance that has been received. As for myself, even more often forget to be grateful.'

Four rakaat already, Ravi tunaikan Tahajud prayers. Continue to say a prayer for a while, then continue with the intention of ikaf while waiting for the time of Fajr will arrive.

Actually it was very desirable for the man to approach Hanna, continuing the conversation last night that they still had not finished. Seems like. But forced to suspend it for a while, until later found the right time. After dawn prayers, eat again, or ….

Echoes of Azan Dawn also began to reverberate. Not noticeably, a fraction of the time had passed quickly. And they had just sat there with the ornaments of reciting words of admiration to the Lord, Allah Subhanahu Wata'ala.

"We pray together, sir?" hanna asked as Ravi looked back. "You want to be the priest, right?"

"W-what? Uh?" The man was surprised. All those years later he was called a prayer priest.

"Yes, sir," Hanna said back. "You don't mind, I want to mermum with you" Mr."

The srek! The srek! The srek!

Ravi scratched his head. Then said, "Wouldn't you pray circumcision two rakaat first, Ma'am?"

The girl frowned.

"Is that necessary, sir?"

The perlente man commented a faint smile. Then he replied, "It's not a matter of need or unwillingness, but if it's done, it's better. Because, the two rakaat circumcision prayer before dawn is much better than the values of the world and its contents."

"Things?"

"Yes, more or less like that."

"What's the intention, sir?"

Ravi smiled back. The answer is, "Pronounce before takbiratul ihram; 'Ushalli sunnatas shubhi rak'ataini lillahi ta'ala.' Continue to intend in the heart; 'I intend to perform the prayer of dawn as much as two rakaat because Allah Subhanahu Wata'ala.' That's it, that's it."

"Which other reading, sir?" hanna asked again seemed enthusiastic to pay close attention to what was taught by the man.

Answer Ravi again, "Sama kayak prayer fardhu reading. Keep reading surah Fatihah and other surah that Mbak has memorized."

"Qulya and Qulhu, may?"

"Of course I can. Free, really."

Ravi almost laughed at Hanna's last question. How not, when someone pronounces the name of a letter in the Quran, often what is mentioned is the sound of the initial fragment of the sentence. As before, the name of Al Kafirun letter became 'Qulya' and Al Ikhlas became 'Qulhu'. Even the two letters are very commonly read in every prayer.

"It's that, I want to try to do it, sir," said Hanna eagerly. "But his father did not pray at dawn. I want to mermum with you, Father."

"I-yes, Ma'am, of course. Please."

Strange, suddenly Ravi also felt excited now. Not because of shame? To be sure, the young man's heart had suddenly turned cold.

Some time later, another congregation came along behind Ravi. Because of that, the initial intention of reading the letter 'Qulya' and 'Qulhu', changed to another letter, namely; Al Fajr and Ad Dhuha. At the very least, the duration of the Fajr prayer that time was not too short, the man thought reasoned.

After performing dawn prayer, Ravi did not go out directly Musala. He stayed there while waiting for the room to be empty again left by visitors to the clinic. After two dollars, it was equally intended by Hanna. Then the girl of Chinese descent said, "Bacaan Al-Qur'an Mr. earlier, I was very good. May again be terrorized by the imams of the Mosque in Mecca. He-he."

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