MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
# Episode 30's. Laa Raihata Ba'da Yaum! (No More Rest After This)
*Yusuf
He parked his vehicle in the courtyard of a mosque that is quite large and magnificent. He again rechecked the exterior of the mosque, especially on a large carving of calligraphy bearing the name of the place of worship was also the color of the entire body of the mosque. Just to make sure if he's not the wrong address according to the instructions given by Gery on his phone call a few minutes ago.
"BAITURRAHMAN MOSQUE"
He read a large inscription on the top of the mosque. The mosque has a fairly large capacity plus a dome that is quite magnificent with the dominance of green gold mix colors in the entire building.
Some people outside were busy passing by, in and out of a small room separated from the body of the mosque. It looks like the room serves as a kitchen to see two people taking turns out carrying a pot containing something that looks still hot.
He is still busy sweeping his astonished gaze as his net captures the shadow of Gery walking out of the mosque towards him. He quickly pulled the car keys and came out with a big, charming smile.
Gery joined the sumringah, but for a moment then looked a little surprised staring in amazement at the look of him. He had indeed changed into a costume with a suit kurtah given the man. Want to look stylish, he chose to wear peci kupluk dark color. His hair was tied to a shawl and he hid it behind his head. Sunglasses are perched sweetly on the nose of the nose, making the face look more complete. Gery looks amazed.
"Assalaamu'alaikum, Bro!" Gery raised his hand closer. The two shook hands and crossed thumbs, the last as usual pitting fist, the mainstay male style tos.
"Wa'alaikumsalaam, Bang!" He began to be familiar with this lafaz since Gery transformed into a pious man. Previously he interacted more with the swearing that because it was too often used even turned into a habit. It's smirking!
"Your level of antics goes up many fold when you're kayak gini, Bro! I took the pangling!" He chuckles in response to Gery's praise that he feels over.
"Btw, where did ajha come from, long ago?"
"Obviously, Bang, let's get a bini candidate!" He chuckled along with the small ruckus of the dashing man before him.
"MaasyaAllah, really?"
"Prayer'in, Bang!"
"Subhanallah, Baarokallah! do I need to give thanks?"
"The skalian scene, Bang!" The two of them laughed while embracing each other.
"Let's go in, there's been a lot of tasykilan smalem!" He nodded and walked along Gery's steps.
Actually, He was still unfamiliar with many terms that Gery increasingly used, but He chose to save the first questions. He thought he would find the right time for this.
When his feet climbed the cold tile floor of the mosque terrace, suddenly his heart was filled. This is the first time after a long time. After all these years, he seemed to have forgotten the existence of this holy place. It has been a long time to visit the house of the Creator. The tremors in his body today really explain how far he has been away from God. His heart and faith are far from being okay.
But, eits, there is one interesting and unique sight that suddenly spread the whispers of his heart that is melancholy, namely a row of sandals and shoes that are arranged very neatly and have been set in such a way, so that users just wear it without having to bother rotating its position again. He couldn't help but ask, though,
"Bang, this is a sandal all ready to use gini who is the initiative?" Gery who was about to enter the mosque immediately held back his steps and turned to stare following his gaze at the dozens of alaskaki arranged very neatly. The man seemed to smile broadly as he walked back to him.
"Many people think this is trivial. The usual thing that people sometimes think, everyone can do this, or at best a compliment. But believe me, many people who ter-tasykil take part in the work of this religion (Dakwah), even because of this practice, hikmad crab-nature slippers of mosque worshipers who came!"
"Lo bener's. I was excited to see it. This is amazing, really cool, not all people want to make it like gini! Especially if you think prestige, this can nurunin prestige, right?" He was endlessly praising while shaking in amazement.
"Right!" Gery mangosteen justifies.
"This work is included in the agenda of his khuj program, well, Bang? or the doang initiative?" He is still very interested in this one vocal point, and luckily Gery does not mind at all to share knowledge with him.
"If you say part of the work program is not also. It's more in the direction of Adab. Adab as Istiqbal or guest recipient. The position is that we are afraid to call people to come to the mosque, we automatically become hosts who have a moral responsibility to remember their guests, and this is Sunnah for the Prophet!"
"Well, how to please guests, well, one of the small things gini. There is no loss, Bro, please remember that man is with God. Khidmat is one of the practices that can be horizontally, that is, reward from God and vertically can also, humans are happy with us. People if we are happy, usually our request or advice is easily accepted. So, the positive impact is all!" He repeatedly understood. Both are still standing on the terrace of the mosque while staring at the footbed.
"Btw, have you ever done this?" He doubted his friend. The man with the neat beard instead chuckled in response to his impulsive question. But a moment later he was confused by Gery's answer,
"The hijrah is limitless totality, Bro! Islam is the perfect kaffah in the instructions. We can not play which selection will be practiced and not. The Prophet SAW has set an example, the best example in Faith, Worship, Muamalah, Muasyarah is also moral. And this work is part of the teachings and morals of the Prophet in terms of the hearts of Muslim brothers!" He again understood mangosteen and amazed at the massive transformation of his best friend. Gery is really well-read here. His curiosity is growing.
"Inside there is still Ta'lim, with the same verses as the Prophet's hadith! But before joining the assembly we will ablaze first!"
"Should yeah? do you want to pray that?" Not without reason he asked that. All this time he did not understand this principle, that the mosque is a place of worship, a holy place. So, it was sure to enter it in a holy state as well. In addition to the narrow understanding so far who thought that ablution was only done if you want to pray.
"Adab! let the reward be double!" Gery's voice is still with her little bitterness.
"Oh, huh? oh well! I just follow it anyway! He said if you want to be an expert must have a mentor. So, brother became my mentor started skarang!"
"You can, God willing, we both learn!" Gery softly patted his shoulder slowly.
He found the other side of his friend. Not only has Gery changed to look, but the mindset is also a more wise interaction pattern since joining the community of da'wah. He's getting stuck with this to change for the better.
He stepped up as he rolled up the end of his sleeve. Raise a little of the hunchback that He wears and start washing his hands together with the tongue that recites the basmalah. He then gargled, washed his nose and washed his face while mengawahkan successful intentions back fresh in his memory thanks to the help of mbah google.
"Nawaitul wudhuu-a liraf'll hadatsil ashghari fardhal lilaahi ta'aalaa!"
("I intend ablution to eliminate the obligatory small hadast because Allah Ta’ala!”)
A wry smile tetiba decorate his lips because he recalled his bad experience earlier shubuh.
He glanced at Gery who was so careful, slow and unhurried as he was when washing his hands. First the gery wet his palm then the whole back of the last hand rubbed between his fingers alternately right and left.
A conscious Gery was being noticed by him, taking a glance back and giving instructions by gesture for him to follow his every move. He also asserted through the movements of his eyebrows and lips. His raised hand linked the index finger and thumb forming the letter O.
The corner of his lips was attracted. This one mentor turned out to be a follower of fashion and road theory with an accompaniment, talk and than show it.
He began to focus on paying close attention to Gery's movements one by one and then following him well. When in the part washing his nose, he was a little horrified when he wanted to breathe water deeply. But He tried to follow along to the point that He choked and coughed because it was too late to bring the water back. He felt pain along the cavity to the area of the base of the nose between his eyebrows. His eyes even water.
"Be slowly!" Said Gery who seemed a little worried to see him coughing.
"Must get into the dalem really, well the water? How are you taking you, Bang? Any special techniques or what?" He still occasionally coughed although not as bad as before.
"The water reaches the base of the kayak's nose and it's called Istinsyaq, exclaiming it with a ngasi nudge from the name Istintsar. Istinsyaq functions to clean the nasal cavity starting from the front nasal cavity, nasal bulkhead to the nasopharynx or the back of the nose headquarters where the same bacteria the virus converges!" Looks like Gery doesn't want a single moment to be missed without nourishing him with new sciences.
"His water was inhaled with a single breath of the trus in spurts through a rather strong exhale out! repeated three times!"
"That's because you were late. The water has already entered the inner throat, only there is a push out so it makes choking. Prime bias. If you're used to it often!"
"That's? Ribet too, yeah?" Gery just chuckled, chimed in,
"No, really! if you have fallen in love with religious charity, everything will feel easy, even delicious!"
"Yes, repeat that!" Dreamtime.
Both of them finally repeated the ablution movement from the beginning. Now he was more careful not to repeat the choking drama earlier, and yeahhh, it worked.
This time he was again literate will be mistaken in some of the ablution movements he used to do. For example, when washing the face, it turns out that the washing limit is the limit of hair growth following the jaw line down to the bottom of the chin. Then, the division of the finger position when washing the ear where the index finger for the inside and thumb for the outside. Not to mention a careful interrupting session between the fingers to the eyes of the feet in closing movements.
Both of them finally came out of the area where ablution after the regime recites do'a after ablution,
"Asyhadu allaa ilaaha illallaah, wahdahu laa syariika lahu, wa asyhadu anna muhammadan 'abduhu wa Rasuuluhu. Allahumma j'alnii tawwabiina interest, waj'alnii minal mutathahiriina waj'alnii min 'ibaadikash shalihiina!
("I testify that there is no God but Allah, no ally to him, and I testify that the Prophet Muhammad was His servant and messenger. Oh God! Make me of those who repent and make me of those who are holy and make me a part of Your righteous servants.")
Several adult men he had seen busy wara-wiri in a small room earlier, were seen walking towards the two, as he and Gery were about to go inside. Just as Gery used to do to her when meeting, the men greeted cheerfully excitedly, with greetings of course. He also tried to change his flat and white facial expression with his best smile, then returned the greeting.
Both went inside after enough pleasantries. Gery invited him directly to join the existing assembly, where dozens of male worshipers of all ages were sitting on their feet, so focused facing the side of the pulpit, where a middle-aged man with a stick, he said, sitting on a chair talking about giving some kind of religious talk.
She swept her net and immediately stopped her gaze on the same faces on "Ngopi" last night. He also reflexively raised his hand to greet while smiling widely. Not wanting to be too the center of attention he also chose to invite Gery to sit on the back.
"Ta'lim kitabi aka read his book already spun. Now Mudzakarah (mutual reminder) about the noble qualities of the Companions of the Prophet SAW!" Gery's whispers as they sat down fused with the ranks of those listeners.
As usual, he can only have long ooh and mangosteen. He began to think that his brain really had to stop four plus a hundred Ram charges to save the terms that Gery used to use.
Beik elangnya now switch focus on the earthy face full of authority and set down in front there who was talking soft but quite firmly hit the chest.
"God SWT has set the happiness and success of all creatures of his creation on their respective nature. Like the Bird, He will only be happy if his life is free to fly here and there, from tree to tree, from one country to another. If He tries to get out of this body, even though He lives in a golden cage, is given good food without having to bother trying, then He will still feel miserable and even perish. Or fish, He will only be happy when he remains in his nature of free swimming in water. If He tries to get out of this body, He will surely perish."
"Then what about humans? the most perfect creature in terms of its creation. Allah Azza wa Jalla has put happiness, success, success, and glory in all of them practice religion perfectly!"
"The perfect religion is to fulfill all the commands of Allah SWT and stay away from all His prohibitions by following or Itiba well in the example, the guidance of His Majesty SAW!"
He who was initially so agitated for whatever reason, suddenly felt touched by the sentences conveyed by the speaker. Again a cold air felt bleating greeting his heart softly. Cold, soothing. He started to fall down. Wholeheartedly waiting to listen to reverence.
"Today many people are mistaken. Consider happiness and success in the world they strive for day and night. Though there has been a lot of passing Ibrah (study) from the lives of previous people who have tried to make this world as a reason (cause) happy and victorious but all ended in destruction and even humiliation."
"Call it Qarun. He had accumulated so much treasure, hoping that this would make him happy. But what happens when Qarun has no faith or charity? He perished with his hoard."
"Fir'aun, he by his way considers his giant empire, his kingdom and his power to make him happy. He even dared to confess to himself God. So what happens when you live without religion? God destroyed!"
"There is Namrud, then the people of A'ad and Thamud, also those after them from age to age who live without religion even disobeying God, All perish with the wrath of Allah SWT on them!"
"The happiness and success of the afterlife are only in perfect religious faith and charity. It has become an absolute rule, that if you want to succeed then you need to follow the lifestyle of people who have been successful first. Similarly, in this case, we need to emulate the lives of those who have succeeded in faith and religious charity. Who're they? The shahabat-shahabiyah Prophet SAW."
"The true definition of success is that when death brings the words Laailaaha illallah, then Allah keep away from hell and go to heaven without a hishab!"
"..... Faman zuhziha ‘aninnaari wa-udkhilal jannata faqad faaza wamaal hayaatud-dukanaa ilaa mataa’ul ghuruur."
("...Whoever is cast out of hell and put into heaven, he will have victory.
The life of the world is but a deceptive pleasure.") (Q.S.Ali Imran:185).
"Jaya is the time of Allah SWT Ridho over our life and death! Allah SWT has informed us through His holy Word, of who are those who have been harmed by the life of the world and its afterlife?"
"Wassaabiquunal aw-waluuna minal muhaajiriina wal anshaari waal-ladziina-ttaba’uuhum biihsaanin radhiyallahu ‘anhum waradhuu ‘anhu wa-a’adda lahum jannaatin tajrii tahaal anhaaru khaalidiina fiiha abadan dzalikal fauzul ‘azhiim."((azhiimQ.S.At-turb:100).
"The first (included Islam) of the muhajirin and anshar and those who followed them well, Allah is pleased with them, and they are pleased with Allah, and Allah has prepared for them gardens with rivers flowing in them forever. They remain in it. That's a great victory."
"It suddenly' well on their way of life, then God willing we will be given the happiness and glory of the world and the hereafter. They, the shahabat, said the Prophet SAW is khairul kuraman. The best generation in human civilization. There is no better life than their life, before or after."
"Their faith, prayer, science, dhikr, morality and the spirit of fighting for religion are incomparable. Their love and obedience to Allah and His Messenger exceeds their love even to themselves."
"The level of faith of these Companions, already at the level of denying their own eyes and then fully believing in what His Majesty said SAW. When the Prophet showed something to the Companions of r. hum, they never once answered even though it was clear to the eyes, then their answer as proof of the perfection of their faith?
"Allaahu wa Rasuuluhu a’lam (God and His Messenger know better).
He was drowning in a solemn atmosphere. All bowed pervading the word, sentence by sentence of the wand man. At least he can assume that the middle-aged man up ahead is no ordinary person. His scientific insights look so deep.
The brick beak lengthens and lays out how the nature of the Shahabat prayers are so perfect, especially and khudu. Some of their stories at the time of prayer really make it bristling. He could still remember well some of them before being killed by the kuraish, their only request being to allow prayer for the last time.
Not to mention the love of science, Dzikir who never broke up from oral until death came. Plus the moral perfection of the shahabat who have been at the level of Itsar or put the interests of others above their own interests.
And in this last part, he was really hit. Without feeling her tears, she flows. He seemed to get carried away when the story about the sacrifice of the shahabat in accompanying, accompanying and defending the struggle of His Majesty the Prophet SAW in preaching and fighting for Islam.
"God's glorified audience SWT, This religion is not really present in our midst today. This religion is not carried by wind or water. But this religion in us today is because of the sacrifice of the Prophet SAW and his Shahabat. The pleasure of religion, the pleasure of worship that we feel today is the result of sweat, tears even the blood of the martyrs and the martyrdom of the Shahabat r. hum."
"The result of the cries of the widows of the shahabat and the roars of their orphans. The fruit of the pursuit of the kuraish who wanted to kill the Prophet until they reached the cave of hira. The result of camel dung that littered the clothes of the Prophet SAW when conveying this religion to his people. The result of His wounds and the blood of His Majesty in the city of Thoif when He was thrown stones by young men throughout the city. The fruit of the sacrifice of Khadijatul Qubro's mother who had been willing to spend all her wealth to help the struggle of the Prophet SAW. Here there is the hunger and suffering of life of Sayyidatina Fathimah r. ha along with two of the Prophet's favorite grandchildren. There was their famine and famine due to the boycott of the Hudaibiyah, then hundreds of thousands of lives were killed, martyred in the field of badar, uhud, mu'tah, khaibar, hunain khandaq as well as other battlefields!"
"Allah is glorified by Allah SWT, our gratitude and gratitude for their struggle is not enough just by speech. There is a moral responsibility that we carry as a representation of our gratitude that is by welcoming the baton of da'wah ala minhajin nubuwah, by diligently maintaining the establishment of this Religion through Da'wah. Jihad Delivers, invites people to the truth and prevents them from being rejected!"
"Allah SWT has appointed this Ummah to be Khairu Ummah or the best ummah. With the precious work that burdened him was the responsibility of saving men from the grievous punishment of the hereafter, leading men to the light of guidance, the light of truth, the light of goodness and drawing them from the darkness of ignorance and evil."
"May Allah SWT, with his infinite love give us knowledge and understanding in this matter. May with all the limitations we have, Allah SWT deigns to make it easier for us to convey that goodness and Allah sends guidance to all of nature!"
"Aamiin, Allaahumma Aamiin!" all agree in unison. He followed her while sweeping his face and wiping away the remaining tear on his cheek.
Little by little the dark veil that has been blocking him from the nose begins to unfold even though it has not been split wide. He began to feel a longing that was so tangled in the figure of the best exemplar. The best of man, as beautiful as the creation of God that has made billions of people can taste the beauty of Islam today.
Her elang bead is back in tears. I don't know, the sense of insecure is also a strong feeling of guilt against him. How long his heart is so proud, kufur will enjoy this great pleasure. Enjoy the Faith and Islam.
Unknowingly, the words were slurred,
"I miss you, O Messenger of Allah.. I love you so much. Give me God!" He again sobbed little while covering his face with his palm. Gery who had been staring at him intensely also shed tears and without cue to embrace his shoulder.
"Let's get started it now!"
"Laa raihata ba'da yaum, (say, no more rest after this)! God willing?"
He just nodded with a nod. In the heart screamed,
"God willing! make it easy, God! Aamiin!"
TBC>>>