
[Try it first! ]
"But I really don't remember!"
[So do it! ]
Inevitably Aziel began to read the first letter to this Juz 30. "Amma Yatasaa. Anin-nabaa-il azim ...."
Aziel's eyes opened very wide. He himself did not expect everything to be so smoothly out of his tongue. Without feeling, verse by verse, changing letters continued to flow from the mouth of Aziel. Someone who last night could not sleep because he would not want to make him hear the rote
The jockey scratched his head violently. "What kind of kid? Disturb people from sleeping." The jockey hid his head under the pillow, upset.
Until finally, Aziel completed the last letter deposit on this Juz 30. "Qul a'uzu birabbin. Malikin ...." Aziel's tears continued to fall accompanied the recitation of the last verse of the holy book of the Qur'an.
"Shadaqallahul 'adzim ...." Aziel cupped his palms together. He did not expect to be able to memorize the juz 30 perfectly.
[ Congratulations! You managed to complete 1 juz of the 30 juz that you have to finish. Every night after tarawih, I'll ask you to deposit it. ]
[And, in the evening of the takbiran, ahead of Eid al-Fitr, you must repeat everything from beginning to end! ]
"What's? I have to deposit 30 juz at once?"
[It's true! ]
"Sist, did my son Aziel really memorize it? What if after I'm not here anymore? Can he still remember everything?"
[It's a divine secret ]
Aziel heaved a heavy breath. For some reason, he wanted Aziel to really be able to memorize everything for him. He can be kept away from the torment of the fire of hell.
[What are you afraid of? Can't you memorize it yourself? This could save you yourself. ]
Aziel lowered her head. "Because I'm sure, if there wasn't you, I wouldn't be able to memorize it alone. This is totally impossible. Read once can be directly attached to the memory?"
Aziel rubbed his face back. He looked at his reflection in the mirror image of the closet in the room. He looked at every inch of his son. "Ah, son. Why is he getting so handsome. Too bad Papa can't see you grow up and mature."
"Well, I need to take a nap. Soon is the time for sahur." Aziel sets the alarm for the first day of Ramadan.
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Aziel was startled by the vibrations on his phone. He opened his eyes. "Well, it felt like I was just five minutes ago sleeping" Aziel said, turning off her alarm.
Unknowingly, he fell back to sleep. Something stung, woke her sleep back up.
[ Wake! It's time for sahur! ]
Aziel grimaced convulsions got a mild electric shock. "You're just disturbing the sleeping people!" Aziel rubbed his eyes a few times.
[Hurry up! Do you think you won't fast like the times you spent living in the world as Arsenio Wijaya? ]
[Do you want to be returned to hell? ]
[Remember, that fast went into the pillars of Islam! So you're obliged to do it! ]
[So great a sin for people who deliberately leave fasting without any anger, the Prophet of the Holy Spirit threatens those people with severe threats, that is, he cannot replace the one day of fasting he left behind even though he tried to pay for it for life. ]
[If you are unpretentious, then you are still obliged to fast! Remember, your son Aziel, it's baliq. He has been charged with this obligation in the service. ]
Aziel glanced at the clock on the wall. He rubbed a few times. He is still lazy enough to rise from the soft bed given by this system.
[When are you so lazy? Suhur time will run out in five minutes! ]
"Huh? Ten more minutes."