MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
# Episode 25. "Don't Postpone Penitence, Bro!

* Yusuf

Kendari city road traffic tonight is quite crowded. He drove his vehicle at moderate speed. Passing the route by pass that the level of vehicle density is minimal, although not yet quiet. But quite, rather than He had to pass through the city center which is densely creeping.

He was driving while tapping his car's handlebar. Occasionally throw his gaze to the left_right side of the road when passing the hangouts of young couples who are in the hull by the beauty of the time to combine love. Throwing each other smiles and hands dangling tightly.

The corner of his lips was interested. The tickling sight was practically diverting his daydream on the face of Fathin ayu, the face that later often screeched red. He can be a little confident now. Not just guessing anymore if the taste that He offers to the charming girl has been welcomed. With the same taste, of course.

"I've got you, I'm sure!" He strangled while hitting the steering wheel. His face changed.

Anyway, he's pretty good at this one formula. If a woman's cheeks are often seen blushing, blushing embarrassed when she sat face-to-face plus began to show attention then the result is the same as she is in love. Again a smile as wide as duchenne smile adorned his handsome face.

It only took him about fifteen minutes to arrive at the location that Gery mentioned his best friend in his previous phone call.

An exclusive area along the bay on the city's coast, filled with dozens of outdoor-themed caffe. Some even only in the form of a tent caffe with a variety of culinary offerings at popular prices.

He entered a mini gate as an entrance. Pay parking rental bills for four-wheeled vehicles. A moment later his favorite car has been in the most comfortable position with the position ready to come out. Actually he does not like if you have to jostle each other when coming out of such a narrow area.

Beeping..

He locked the car while walking. Again his hand went into his casual pants pocket. Leisurely waltzing past the dozens of wild eyes of the ladies a few caffe visitors, who stared at him full of camba flavor. As usual, the flat face plus the cute has always been the magic of the opposite sex.

"Suit..suit... stop by the handsome dong!"

"It's free to do it, too, Bang!"

"Ohh, the body is very hugable!"

Among the exclamations of those admirers. With the style of the centile and the sound of the teasing. Suddenly his stomach felt nauseous hearing the sepik-sepik that somehow this time he felt disgusting. Though such "typical" voices do not once twice stop by his ear.

Hurriedly he added to the width of his steps.

Look to the right left of the bay. There is no corner that is not filled with groups of people.

The readability of the potluck plus the frenetic music that is unpretentious between one caffe with another adds to the erotic impression that feels increasingly thick. He slightly doubted Gery's choice of location which he thought was less in sync with the theme of the event.

"Ck, what the hell, he said talking about religion, how in a place like this anyway? it's the title of what it says, what's the place." His eyes while twitching the tip of his nose.

In front of the netra elangnya had seen Gery the former recidivist insyaf with a group of multi-style men were sitting casually around a large table.

It seems that the "Ngopi" event has been running since earlier because the food offerings in the form of dessert and companion drinks have each been reduced.

"Gue's a long time ago like that." Say it to yourself.

It's getting close. Started wild looking at all the faces that seemed enthusiastic to hear one of them with a semi-religious style, semi-religious, being gives a kind of light tausiyah but more like ordinary sharing because the language used is more relaxed.

The man was wearing a sirwal pant suit with a dark shade of bright ash. On his head perched a squat ala taliban fighters. His eyebrows slightly raised looked at that gallant face.,

Although the lighting there is less bright, but a clean face with a beard that adorns it, looks radiate light that makes the man look dashing full of charisma.

Gery who saw his arrival immediately raised a hand waving towards him with his wide smile. He slightly looked at the handsome face, which was increasingly overgrown with a beard almost along the jawline and chin.

"Hi, Brow, Assalaamu'alaikum.!" Gery with an increasingly charismatic style stands salute. He also answered the greeting while shaking his best friend's hand tightly, crossing his thumb and finally complaining fist, fist bump.

The bearded man paused his review for a moment. Giving a friendly smile and being friendly.

"MaashayAllah. Allah sends another chosen servant to share the good. Thank goodness." Said the man in the spirit of four_five.

For some reason when the two beads met, there was a glimmer of calm, serene but shrouded in anxiety that was somehow and why.

The serene and shady face suddenly reminded him of the Creator who had been in his "crop" for a long time.

Instantly his heart was nelangsa, restless and a little shrill when his hands were held tightly by the man along with his greeting. Plus the phrase "choice servant" he heard just now, really made him confused by what he meant.

"Gue why fidget gini yah, nih people again me what the hell?" His inner.

Although still covered with question marks in the heart, but He tried as much as possible to answer the full greeting, also with a friendly smile.

One by one all the personnel stood up to regret it. Some of them even embrace a bit of shoulder-to-shoulder.

He began to realize the error of his perception before going to that place. Previously He imagined a solemn event filled with religious lectures, which He felt horror, because it always sounded the threat of hell and other terrible customs.

Had thought reluctant to attend, because he thought it would be like a "vocal point" in the midst of the hijrah mania.

But, No! He even found many of the "audience", the faces of the sangar with a typical look of high-class thugs. He is a little familiar with almost all of these faces. Not once twice did he meet these people even though he just passed each other at some nightclub.

Suddenly his interpersonal skills react quickly to meet the souls se_server with him. With a familiar snob as if he had known for a long time, he was a high five full of enthusiasm.

"Health, Bang?"

"Healthy, healthy. Where have you long looked?" One of them asked while patting his shoulder slowly.

"Custom, Bang, again focus on finding the bini. Bored cave "solo career" mulu." Authenticity, intending to melt the atmosphere. All but Gery and the man. Both of them just chuckled.

"Sorry, sorry, just kidding!" Imbaby chuckles.

"Oh yeah, you know, Bang, this is Yusuf. The best friend that the cave said yesterday. And Suf, this is Bang Thoriq, the cool brother who Caves to you that time." Gery introduced the two.

"All, you know, Gua's friend, Yusuf. Must have known you, who has a hotel in front of you."

Gery exclaimed for the umpteenth time while pointing at a large hotel that stood majestically right in front of the exit of the exclusive area. But this time, he stared intently at his friend's face.

Basically he is less pleased if friends but brings big names family frills. But the one in the face even chuckles.

But then the focus shifted. Nod in understanding. Start mafhum that "cool" is meant by Gery is a charismatic and calming character when satatap.agree!

"Oh yeah? as per your cargozari, cool and dashing. If the Cave saw InshaAllah would be one of the "Umar" in the last days." Bang thoriq said with a confident mimic.

"Aamiya.. I hope so!" Gery said sincerely. And He can see it from the look of the eye as well as the movement of the hand that sweeps the face, solemn when saying amen.

His heart began to tingle. His critical brain began to answer many questions that had never been satisfied with the classic answers he received from his fellow rohists on campus.

Bang Thoriq's aura seemed to have a strong maghnet that made anyone feel at home to hear him speak.

"Maybe let the sharing more intense, how about if Brother intro first." Gery gave a suggestion.

"God willing.. Ok!"

"While waiting for others to come, the Cave wants to share the cargo of experience, how the Cave can kayak skarang." With a relaxed style Bang Thoriq began to speak calmly.

"Then.., the cave life was chaotic and destroyed. Live freely without being bound by any rules. Yes, the cave he thought, we are free people, plus we live in a democratic country, so free dong, whatever we want to regulate our lives how."

"All bad plays even the worst like the cave lakin all. Nyuri, drunkenness, gambling, nyabu, nipu, menghabisin people, fornicating..," The man paused.

"Don't worship God, just know Him. Ck... Abaghfirullah!" Bang Thoriq clucked accompanied by a regretful mimic. He screamed for forgiveness.

"Gua was born and raised in a family that professed Islam but shahadah just don't know, Brow. Plus the association of the Cave ama fellow admirers of the dark world, the fix makes the Cave more immersed in the mud of sin that there is no end to the same scale."

"If you've heard the name of the area ...., in Palu, it's a world paradise for dark world worshipers. In that place you'll find all the models of crime." Bang Thoriq paused for a moment. Sipping mineral water that has been reduced by half. Closing the bottle and continuing,

"The cave has a prostitution house there. The place is multi-functional. Cave soin casino, bookies also deal the same drug party. The headquarters of**** is the largest free......... !" He said while saying the name of the area in question.

"But you know, the worst place that God should have gone down was there, the Cave can even be guided in that place." Bang Thoriq again let out a heavy sigh.

"Where's the crime, Bang?" He who had begun to drift in the story, could not help but interrupt, asking. Some of the sangar's faces nodded in agreement, looking enthusiastic waiting for the continuation of the story.

"So gini, at that time there was a group of tabligh worshipers, da'wah worshipers who are commonly called stove worshipers ama people, again "motion", out dakwah for four months in the cave place."

Gery seemed to smile knots while glancing at him. Probably remembered the term "cooker congregation" he had pinned to the group. He smiled faintly.

"That makes the cave wonder bin amazed, the stupid cave even makes them more like coming to the cave at any time. Crazy know?"

"Until finally the cave has not been able to stand the "roving" of those who are not bored - his boss called the Cave of prayer before in the salatin. Gua ngajakin gang brutalan subscription "wisma" Cave for gebukin tuh jamaah rame-rame."

"Gua thought they were going to report to the police, apparently not. In fact make the Cave did not end think, tomorrow the people are still not kapok, come again, still with the same exclamation. And that time the cave no longer mabok."

Everyone chuckled for the first time, and he was no exception. He even cried out,

"If that time think it must be again apes well, Bang?" He's still chuckling small.

Bang Thoriq was back.

"The apes that saved it will be."

"Gua remembers that time so mutakallim (speaker) is Bang Abudzar, a former thug who once "held" the market." Continue the brother while calling the name of the largest market in the city of Makassar.

"He said, We are servants of Allah, whom Allah has reconciled with Islam. Our relationship is strong, bound by a great word, a glorious word, a word from which God created the heavens and the earth and all its contents. The word that then brought us to this place to bring Antum back to goodness. The word that is the cause of our salvation in the world to the hereafter, Laa Ilaaha IllaLah! "

"Trus said again, God is power, Creatures are powerless, the world is just a place to stop, a place to die is not a place to live. Our true abode is the eternal afterlife."

"And in this last paragraph, this,

The cave really feels completely slapped.

"But the Cave is also like there is a cold air that makes the heart of the Cave suddenly vibrate, the body of the kayak cave bristles in fear and vow, at that time the Cave wants to cry, for what and for whom, Confused cave. That guy was gini, by the way,

"I, Antum (you), we all met in this place is not a coincidence. Not because we wanted to come here, but all this was God's will."

"God wants good to come in the life of antum. Many good things are repulsed from the sight of the feeble eye of man, whom God looks upon, until God wills to send us to this place."

"God wants Antum to come closer to his _. Allah wants Antum to welcome the "hand" of Allah's love of light into Antum's heart. God loved Antum so much that he gave us no reason to stop taking Antum to the mercy of God."

"Brand, Bang! God only wants us to be safe by fulfilling His commandments. Pray before shalatin!" Bang Thoriq paused his words again.

He nodded when he heard the word,

"prayer before dishalatin".

Like a giant dam that always thumped hard, dispelling a dream that melenakan "long sleep" him all this time and make him wake up instantly.

But it was not just this once that he heard such a phrase. I don't know why this time he was so impressed. He must admit how much all this time, He never considered this one important thing.

Let alone the five times a day, the rutunitas once a week that is mandatory for men did not once make him interested even though it is just a demonstration of his Islamic identity. He has only once or twice followed the Ied prayer which is performed once a year. Ironic!

He grinned, deep down started to regret himself. A series of violations for the sake of violation of the orders of the Khalik, slowly appeared one by one like a rotating film slide. Increase the fertile seeds of regret in there.

Although not as dark as the life flow of Bang Thoriq or Gery his best friend, but still, sin is still a sin, right?. There must be a price to pay for these violations. There are many notes of carelessness that we must pay off.

His mind began to gather thousands of disturbing riots. Can all the price of the violation and the Note of negligence be redeemed? then with what? could this be like barter? pay for all those bad notes with a good sheet to break even?

His daydream came to a halt when several youths younger than him had just arrived at the place. Bang Thoriq paused for a moment.

With a sparkling face greeting the five new personnel. Two of them he knew.

Final semester student majoring in public communication in Fisip. The other three people were youths with neat and cool looks. In view of his appearance, it seems like the three are young entrepreneurs.

Everyone came back to greet each other lightly.

"Finally the cave resigned, follow it to the mosque. Nyampe there is another bayan or lecture. The bayan Ustad Jebolan Kerincing Cottage. The message of how God is good to us. Bener-ener reflected on the state of the Cave back then."

The man's eyes began to tear. Everyone present seemed to be swept away and united in the novelty of the story

"At that time the cave did not go home, immediately joined the congregation for three days. For three days it was the cave in Ajarin wudhu the same prayer. And you know who taught the cave even people who had the Gebukin Cave that night. Gua Ampe thought, these people's hearts like anything."

"One that the Cave will never forget. That is how it feels to fit the Cave of Salat for the first time in the lifetime of the Cave. Especially after the first night, MaasyaAllah.. Gua tuh nangis like the feeling of Cave is about to die, Bro."

"Ampe Skarang Gua never know, which goodness that Allah looks at in the Cave, until without warning, which is the good that God sees in the Cave, without bargaining God sent the Cave of those who would patiently walk the Cave behind near Ma He"

"God is too good. Oath, Cave is very ashamed, after all the worship that Cave is practiced but God still considers the opportunity of Cave of penance."

"And the cave is sure, we all met in this place is not a coincidence. But there is a desire for God behind this. Allah has chosen all to be his returned servants."

"Gua is sure, there is a lot of goodness that God sees in all brothers who do not like weak humans like us. God wants the good to come in all brothers. The prophet said that,

"If Allah wants good for a servant, he will be understood for religion."

"The branches want to be brought here, it is an indication that Allah has given a glimmer of guidance in the hearts of all brothers. Want to spare our time to dread that God has opened a veil of goodness. The rest of the Cave wait tomorrow at the Mosque ...., we are both "out" studying religion, horrifying the verses of Allah as well as the stories of successful people of the afterlife."

"Don't delay the Penance, Bro! die don't wait for you to wake up first. The world while the hereafter forever. God is the power of the powerless creature. Laa ilaha....... "Bang Thoriq paused waiting for all to connect the word. All finally exclaimed loudly excitedly,

"Goddess! "

Somehow when he called the word "IllaLLah" his whole body brushed perfectly. Heart's shaking. All the sentence after sentence that Bang Thoriq said from the beginning was very influential. His brown beads even go glassy. Hearts that are so long empty, empty, restless never feel calm slowly change.

It felt like a cold air was greeting his heart. Tranquilize. There's a taste so bad that I don't know what. He himself does not understand. The void in there demands immediate filling. The restlessness that has been gnawing in there demands calm.

Without being prevented even though there was still a doubt, the trunk of the shawl that tickled his chest to prevent him from the tinge of light that forced his way into his heart, He finally accepted Bang Thoriq's invitation for a three-day khuruj.

"Gue's ready, Bang!" His words are full of confidence.

Gery who had been busy shrinking tears in the corner of his net immediately sparkled. Without further ado, he immediately stood up to embrace her while speaking his spirit, still with teary eyes.

"Today Allah is Ngabulin do'a Gue. I do not ask God for anything except I ask God to return. Lo a good man. God has never been remiss in seeing all your good things."

"Gue too." All the men in the server with him suddenly shouted compactly.

Both of them took off their embrace. Staring alternately at everyone present and heyy, all of them were in tears. Is this how it feels to "go back" God?

"We want to too, Bang try!" Three young men with cool looks earlier

"Haha..! Everything has to be tried, right? God willing antum will be addicted. This one is the permanent InsyaAllah. His spirit will overcome your work ethic all." Bang Thoriq chuckled.

This time he again admitted that this one brother is cool, as Gery said.

Everyone is laughing.

Without feeling the night is getting up to say hello in the early hours of the day which started the arrival of shabuh. The conversation was long but somehow not one bit boring all.

Bang Thoriq has a great rhetorical skill. His presentation was engrossed, organized and more encouraging by telling fadhilah (charity preference) rather than giving a horror threat that could shrink the guts of sinners like himself.

"Ok alla, I'll wait at the mosque. Incidentally there is a group of pilgrims from Bandung again "move" four months around southeast sulawesi." Bang Thoriq called the name of a large mosque in the number of old campuses that became the "headquarters" of Southeast Sulawesi.

"Ready, Bang!" Serempak all menahuti.

"Let our negligence or slurring of words not be written ama angel we first close our assembly with Do'a kaffaratul majlis."

"The word is a substitute. By reading this Prayer we want all our talk just now can be a substitute for our sins into goodness. Hideyah Inshayah Allah." Bang Thoriq.

A moment later He followed solemnly affirming because He had not yet memorized the do'a.

"Subhaanakallaahumma wa bihamdika, asyhadu al-laa ilaaha illaa anta, astaghfiruka, wa atuubu ilaik."

"Holy Thou God, I praise Thee. I testify that there is no god but You, I ask forgiveness and repent to You."

All of them were separated after greeting each other, tos-style mainstay man, Fist bump.

TBC>>>