MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
EPISODE FOURTY SEVEN

"The problem at this time, Ali is also confused, does not know how to use it and how to put the travel time in accordance with what Ali wants, Eyang! In fact.., even Keti, Keti to experience bad things. Keti no longer breathe and live. His body was in the residence of Yadi, his grandson Mbah Kandut. Ali still had to find a way to enter the magic mirror and enter the right time where Keti who was in the form of a cat was hit by a car driven by the Word, Eyang!"

Netra Toro.

"Wait!!!"

Ali felt his heart beating.

Toro was limping along with his stooped body.

"I got this!"

Toro took something.

Old age and frail bodies cannot be manipulated. Although Eyang Toro is still normal and not senile, he is now almost a hundred years old.

A book wrapped in blue dongker silk material. Similar to the book that Ali got from the light in the attic of the library room of Eyang Toro.

"It!"

"That's a book similar to the one Ali found in the library room, Yang!"

Toro opened the front cover.

Toro was stunned with a heart inward.

This book is so bright, it seems!

Toro took a cup of water. He dipped his index finger into the water, then sprinkled it over the first page of white bare bones without any writing.

And...

Toro took the lamp until the shadow was seen behind the wet sheet of the book page.

"Second Series!" ali and Toro together.

The two now look at each other.

"It seems like this book has three series. The first series you hold, the second series is here. And the third series.., the possibility is in Yadi's hands!"

Ali gasped at Eyang's thoughts.

"Could be! Yadi could tell Ali had a magic mirror, definitely from the third book series he was holding!"

Print.

Ali flicked his fingers.

"Done! Please help Ali, Eyang. Help Ali find a way to enter the door of another dimensional portal through a magic mirror into the time that Ali wants. Is, Eyang?"

"You know Ali? Allah is Most Magical. God is the key owner of all keys. The owner of all knowledge. Everyone can open and learn it, through the Qur'an which in the first letter Allah sent down through the angel Gabriel to the great prophet Muhammad SAW, 'Read!'. Read it! God tells us to read. Whatever it is. Read books, read situations, read situations and read yourself. Then, teach! Kaji Al-Qur'an, review science, self-examine. Signs there is something in the Qur'an as well as books including this book series of Galactic Systems of Life!"

Ali's blood flow was like a beat.

Right said Eyang! I myself have never opened the pages of the book series of the Galactic System of Life that I hold until now. Even to just read the Thirtieth Quran which only consists of short letters, I was too busy wara-wiri with the reason of wanting to open the veil. God has given me so much ease. Pool water for bathing and holy ablution purifies the heart as well as the contents of the head, free time and the atmosphere around the quiet and deserted. Even the absence of signal, the actual flow of electricity was to make it easier for me to focus on the goal! And has not Eyang warned me not to leave the prayer?

"That's..."

"Have you opened your mind, my grandson Ali Akbar?"

Ali felt his heart thump.

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (2x)

Ashhadu allaa ilaaha (2x)

Ashhadu anna Muhammadan rasulullaah (2x)

Hayya 'alash shalaah (2x)

Hayya's 'alal falaah(2x)

Shalaatu khairum minan naumi (2x)

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (1x)

Laa lilaaha (1x)

And the look on Toro's face, though wrinkled but radiating bright rays, signaled his heart that had been relieved.

"Done! Eyang?!? Ahh!!!"

Ali flabbergasted. Toro was like a holographic robot that was slowly faintly visible, then disappeared without a trace of shadow.

Trings

Ali was even more surprised.

Now he is in a large field where Yadi and the little children play ball.

"Astaghfirullahal..."

Ali shaking. His body trembled and his knees were limp.

The day has gone up in the morning although still dominated by the darkness of the night. Azan Fajr finished reverberating. Now there lived Ali who sat limp with both eyeballs exploring the environment.

Ali remembered one final verse.

Again the voice of Agus his father was clearly ringing.

"Original...! Memorize the seat, boy! Wherever, whenever you are and under any circumstances let alone the conditions that make your down fall due to the pressures of circumstances and life, read this verse. The verse of the chair is able to make your soul strong weak. Believe in the words of Father. Because you yourself have been doing it for a dozen years. Since the Father in PHK and so unemployed heavy, since the world feels so heavy on the head, the verse of the chair is what helps the father keep fighting. You can even survive and be grateful to be able to support Mom and you until this moment."

Melted Ali's tears on the cheeks.

"Allahu laa ilaaha illaa huwal hayyul qoyyuum, laa ta’khudzu sinatuw walaa naum. Lahuu maa fissamaawaati wa maa fil ardli man dzal ladzii yasyfa’u ‘indahuu illaa biidznih, yes’lamu maa baina aidiihim wamaa kholfahum wa laa yuhiithuuna bisyai’im min ‘ilmihii illaa bimaa syaa’ wasi’a kurisyuhus samaawaati wal ardlo walaa ya’uuduhuu hifdhuumaa wahuwal ‘aliyyul ‘adhiim.

Meaning: “Allah, there is no god but Him. The Almighty, the One who constantly takes care of (his being), is not sleepy and does not sleep. What is in the heavens and what is on the earth. No one can intercede on His side without His permission. He knows what is before them and what is behind them, and they know nothing of His knowledge except what He wills. His chair covers the heavens and the earth. And He did not feel heavy to keep them both, and He was Most High, Most Great.”

Ali stood as strong as he had left after a long night's journey that almost made him like a lost man.

In swinging his steps from the original heavy to slowly lighten because his lips incessantly mengawakan verse chair along the way.

His eyes stared at the gate of the large house of Eyangnya. His heart is not a braid. Moreover, there were several men passing towards the large mosque opposite the house of Eyang Toro.

Ali deflected the steps.

He decided to pray in the mosque before rushing home to his Eyangnya heritage house.

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