MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
# Episode 31. Muhajir Umm Qais
*Yusuf
Adzan dzuhur reverberated, echoing echoes that are quite blaring throughout the mosque with the towering dome. A large group of male worshippers stood up after reciting the do'a kiffaratul majlis. Walk towards ablution. The voice of mutual greeting between dozens of men in religious suits sounded so boisterous with enthusiasm.
He who feels himself has not done the things of abusing ablution, seems to still flinch. Choosing to sit down and then drown in self-mortification that makes him increasingly afflicted with guilt and regret that berpubi.
Gery who was about to head towards the ablution place glanced at him. Not wanting to disturb his contemplation, the man chose to let Him be with his composure. He also did not want to divert the focus at this time.
He returned to strengthen his heart. His intention was unanimous to emigrate. Leaving behind a fantasy world that is shirking. Standing straight staring sharp and straight forward like an eagle when trying to catch prey. He had to get out of his comfort zone all this time, then try to focus on managing the quality of heart, soul and mind through the path of this treatise, da'wah and tabligh.
His memory again presents the memory of Gery's previous advice, that the second chance is not always there. It comes only to the few who the Creator wills.
Life will only give people a chance to make decisions that will determine the good of their future. And the real future is the eternal hereafter.
He was sure that the golden opportunity was now in front of him. First opportunity, a gift from Allah SWT for each of His servants. He couldn't have let her go. He was determined to use it as best he could. Tasting as much as possible favors his kindness. Dive into the ocean of knowledge deeply.
"Bismil was born Rahmaanir Rahiim!" His words began his "wanderings" this time excitedly.
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The dzuhur prayer rite has just ended. He changed his sitting position from Iftirasy mode to dazzling. Memorize some of the tasbihat readings that are still left in his memory . Especially Istighfar as a representation of human weakness and helplessness before the Creator.
He was still immersed in self-reflection until the prayer together was over. He turned his head and found Gery who gave the code by motion to raise his hands parallel to the ears. He also mafhum if his best friend invited him to pray sunnah. He also nodded in agreement. Soon He again focused on his heresy, a confession of the total surrender of a servant to Allah.
Two rakaats is enough for him. He has not been able to follow in the footsteps of Gery whose level of worship power is at the level of ajiib! In a day and night, Gery can gather rakaatnya prayer nearly a hundred rakaat. The amazing!
He had just moved from his seat after the greeting, when he saw Bang Thoriq with some tattooed men coming up to him. His smile immediately grew. This time Bang Thoriq's appearance was fresher and actually saw an aura of piety from his face.
A bright glowing face, with a black beard that adorns it, as well as an ideal body wrapped in a clean white robe and a turban of matching color, making the man's level of good looks more complete. Perfecto! it's perfect!.
"Assalaamu'alaikum, brother!" Bang Thoriq greeted warmly while shaking hands and slightly embracing his shoulder.
"Wa'alaikum hail, Bang! Waiting for Brother!" He suddenly felt a fresh breeze and a booster mood when he met again with the "cool" figure of that one.
"MaasyaAllah! that's yah? Sorry, abis pick up first, friends alumni event "Ngopi" which was last month. He had just returned from the second, three days. Abis Tho'am aka eat InsyaAllah bayan wabsiy, a kind of advice for the release of the missionary workers before returning to the residence or maqomi!" Bang Thoriq's light was a little on him. He also until the sumringah he made.
"Oh, yeah? what, first impressions, no exclamation?" Ask impatiently.
"Intro first, come on, let's get to know each other!" Said Bang Thoriq still with his warm smile.
One by one, they started touching each other. Starting from the tattooed man on the neck, beige robed with a black turban equivalent. A thin beard began to blacken on his chin.
"Salmans! welcome aboard, Bro!" The man said friendly, full of friendship.
"Joseph!" Her heart with her bright smile.
He then turned to men of Gery's age with a cool look. Wear soft blue kemko and navy color box panties. The kiss was the same as the one he was wearing, I painted black.
"Hudzaifah! Wellcome to the jungle, Bro! You will understand the true weight of life here, God willing!" The man chuckled slightly as he raised a fist to be pitted.
"Joseph, Bang!" He smiled and greeted the man's fist.
"Ammar, hopefully we can colabs well after this! Aamiin!"
"Hopefully! Joseph, Bang!" This one man is quite unpretentious and looks authoritative according to him. The car also looks calm.
"Khalid!"
"Hamma!"
Furthermore, he was endlessly amazed by the aura that came out of almost all the men he later knew were members of the underground band "Luciver" which has now been renamed "Badar War" since all the personnel hijrah.
"My message was like the familiar face of all brothers, it turns out my favorite band personnel!" He chuckles a little, feels funny about his memory again.
It seems natural that he reached pangling, in addition to his fifth face that seemed to turn cleaner, brighter and more dashing with black feathers that began to meet the chin. Not to mention the appearance of the religious outfit, which is so contrasted with their style so far which is all metal. They have also changed their names to Islamic names.
Shortly afterward, Gery joined five other young men who turned out to be final semester students at IAIN Sultan Kaimuddin, Kendari. The five are partners of the khuruj group with the Badar War personnel. They all shook each other with warmth. There was a kind of sensation that calmed his mind every time He greeted everyone there. I don't know, he doesn't understand either. His heart was calm and warm, full of joy.
"Tho'am,, tho'am! God willing all the time Tho'am noon!" Called one of the hikmad officers (chef) at the door of the mosque.
With a single motion as if commanded, all the people who were forming several assemblies, simultaneously stood out towards the terrace, including the current assembly.
He stared in wonder there, where it had neatly lined up and elongated dozens of large-size trays containing white rice. Among the trays with each other there is a large bowl of vegetables, side dishes in the form of fish, also sambal. There is fresh watermelon fruit that has been cut into pieces, there is a little salt on a small plate as well as a set of kettles for hand washing that the shape is honest He has never seen before.
He looked at Gery hoping for an explanation from his best friend, and as if to understand, Gery immediately chuckled.
"This is called eating. One of the sunnah of the Prophet. Fadhilahnya, in addition to lightening the work of hikmad officers can also unite our hearts. Eliminate pride from our hearts. By being on an automatic tray our position is all the same.we can only see the harmony of the rich meet the poor, former criminals meet the police, commoners meet officials, teachers meet students, and so on, ulama with the public, yes only at a congregation dinner like this. Yeah no?"
"Yes too, anyway!" He also has a sign of understanding. A moment later, dozens of people were sitting in small groups, each tray surrounded by four people. Sitting on a suprah or waterproof plastic mat. Again Gery tells if it is a sunnah.
He was in one place around the tray with Gery, and the two metal band members, Khalid and Ammar.
"Wash hands should be in running water like this. . Read, Bismillaahi khairum min'hu!" Said Gery while pouring water in his hand on a container that is bent lid so that water can fall into the container.
He also began to follow every movement of Gery's movements, from washing hands, grazing a little salt using the ring finger while memorizing Basmalah and a piece of prayer that is still so foreign to him, he said,
"Bismillaahi hani'am mar!" The word Gery is useful to neutralize stomach acid. In after consuming fruit as an opening so as not to surprise the stomach he said. For this part he was a little amazed because his theory was in line with the material of his lectures so far about the digestive system.
Except for himself because he did not understand, the other three members sat in a folding position of the left leg and sat on it, while the right leg bent standing. This one also He has a science study in line, that by sitting like that then automatically the stomach will be divided into three parts. One part for food, drink and air.
At first He hesitated but soon after He also followed every direction Gery. Little did He begin to understand that eating is one of the necessities that every human being does. Then related to the principle of benefit, then this urgent thing must be done according to the example of the Prophet so that everything is worth worship and in the end the impact is the power of worship and birth and inner health.
"Subhanallah! perfect, well it turns out this treatise. To the extent that the matter of ginian is arranged in such a way!" His speech began to often imitate the style of speech Gery who always praised Allah swt in every conversation.
"Rights. Let alone in the case of gini, want to pee just have the rule, Bro!"
"Which benner?" Ask doubtfully.
Gery even chuckled while nodding his ass. He returned amazed.
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Now all residents of the mosque began to be busy with their respective agendas. Some Zumidar people or the headquarter in charge are sitting in a circle, berembuk, berusyawarah to decide who will provide guidance for pilgrims who want to go kuruj. Then which mosque is the next route to be addressed by pilgrims who are temporarily moving. Also who is in charge of giving bayan wabs of the pilgrims who just returned after khuj. In addition, determine the Amiir (leader) of the Jama'ah.
There are two groups of pilgrims four months on foot, five groups who want to go out three days and three groups of worshipers. Each of them was finally busy separating themselves according to his passion.
Half an hour later he was sitting tawajjuh facing forward where an adult man in maroon robes plus a pure white turban was talking. Giving Bayan Hidayah or some kind of pre khuruj debriefing. It usually contains instructions about what, how, and why while in the khuruj period.
Of all the things that were said, one of the most effective things in his heart was about the importance of straightening the intention before charity. So important is the matter of this intention that Allah and His Apostle have given a lot of warning that charity without intention is rejected even in vain. Rather, intentions without charity are reward.
He was a little slapped with the analogy of the position of intention in charity like a man who was nicknamed Muhajir Umm Qois in the days of the Prophet, because he emigrated with intention because of the woman he wanted to marry. Exactly the same as what is currently happening. He intends to change because of the desire of his heart to confuse his own heart-eyed girl, Fathin. That woman so filled the entire niche in his heart at this moment.
He revises his original intentions. Replacing him with the sincere intention of wanting to improve himself as the speaker's appeal in front there.
Before leaving as usual, all are invited to pray shafar (travel) and pray for kindness. Then listen to some instructions about adab in shafar.
Ahead of Ashar, the group of pilgrims are ready to go to the mosque route according to the decision of the headquarters deliberation. He and his entourage got a route in the city, a mosque around the town square. He was so excited after finding out that He was in a group that was emirized by Bang Thoriq. Although a little disappointed because Gery was broken up to become the amir of the other congregation.
As is the custom of worshipers, as the sunnah of the Prophet when entering the mosque before sitting down is recommended to perform the sunnah prayer "Tahiyyayul Masjid". All are also directed to ablution and fulfill the rights of the mosque with two raka'at sunnah prayers.
He who did not understand this, walked up to Bang Thoriq and asked his intentions and procedures. With great patience and gentleness, the dashing man gave him a little review about it.
"It is the same as praying as usual. Number of raka'atnya two. His intention, Ushalli tahiyyatal masjid rak'ataini sunnatan lillahi ta'ala. "I intend to pray tahiyat mosque two rakaat because Allah ta'ala." The light of Bang Thoriq who was embraced by him later.
All returned to worship after the finish with sunnah prayers. Listening to Bang Thoriq as amir gave a little review about adab during his time in the mosque, and lastly praying together.
It is still so fun to recite some afternoon dhikr readings in the form of Tasbihat, Shalawat also Istighfar as the direction of the Amiir, when his ears caught the sound of his cell phone sign there was an incoming call. He rushed out of his shirt pocket.
"Assalaamu'alaikum's chat.. Sir, this is us from Cleany's loundry, how, sir, this is the package of clothes that's finished, which address would you like to transfer to?" A female voice sounded a friendly greeting from across the. He immediately realized, about the clothes of Muslim choice Fathin who bought it this morning, which he brought to a loundry near the mosque headquarters. He never wanted to directly use the new items purchased before washing first.
"Wa'alaikumsalaam. deliver to Jabal Rahmah mosque near the square. Thanks!"
"Good, sir! equally_same!"
Again, everything is in order to come together to form a circle. Time for deliberation for the work program that will begin to be done. He was sent to accompany Amir to "Jalah" or visit the houses of the people to convey the sentence of faith and invite them to obey the commandments of Allah swt, especially the commandments of prayer which is the pillar of the establishment of Islam. Invite them to attend the mosque for congregational prayers for the men and listen to the talk of faith.
While others are on standby duty at the mosque waiting if there is a tasykilan who comes and serves them by satting their hearts through a hikmad meal in the form of a snack and invited to sit together in the ta'lim assembly that reads some verses and hadith about the primacy of religious charity.
Shortly before the assembly broke up his phone again vibrated a sign there was an incoming call. It was a call from admin loundry. He also signaled out for a while and visited a motorcyclist who had just entered the mosque courtyard area. After the signature as proof and handover, He passed in while saying thank you.
Assembly meeting ends. Time to prepare for the afternoon program. There is still a little time to prepare.
He uses the time reserved for prepare before moving in with a shower. Clean the body that is already very sticky by sweat.
Bath soap that can be used for the face and hair becomes a mainstay weapon for him in conquering the sticky sweat. A branded product with a price that is not cheap of course, which is formulated with menthol and caffeine content so that it can refresh the body, as well as vitamin E, C, and zinc to nourish, moisturize, brighten, and, and control the production of excess oil. Usual!
They first visited the local government house to ask permission to stay at the mosque for three days. Bang Thoriq as Mutakallim or speaker is always hypnotizing anyone who becomes Mustami' or listener.
His interpersonal skills in the form of extraordinary rhetoric style made Mr. Lurah and the mosque's in charge stunned and in an instant ready to join the mosque. Everything went well with Allah's permission of course. Alhamdulillah!
After the Maghrib prayer, some people who were successfully invited to the mosque appear to have sat tawajjuh facing the pulpit. Waiting for Bang Thoriq as the bailan maghrib officer speaking. He put his eyes around. Quite a lot of people are also waiting. The corner of his lips was interested. I don't know, his heart is happy. His license slowly melafaz hamdalah.
"In the presence of all of us in this place, gentlemen would like to spare, ease his steps to this place, is not really because of the health, strength or opportunity we have. But all this is because of God's love. God told us and guided us all."
"Ajelis like this is a very pleasing assembly of God. If at this time God willingly opened the hijab of our eyes, then God willing we will see the angels of God safed up in Arsy which shelters us all. According to the hadith of the Prophet,
"Not a people gather in a mosque from the mosques of Allah, while they read the Quran and learn it except it will come down to them in peace, they are overwhelmed with grace, angels surround them, and God calls them before the creatures that are beside Him Said Bang Thoriq after previously giving greetings, praising Allah swt and reciting prayers for His Majesty saw.
All were bowed again, immersed in the devotion to every utterance Bang Thoriq later. How the importance of faith and charity sholeh as a provision of life in the world and the hereafter. One of the most memorable things for him was how merciful God was to each of his servants.
"God never tires of waiting for the servant who "returns". Allah is patient in dealing with every evil that His servants do, while still forgiving every repentant one. Even Allah has made every state of a Muslim good for him. When they are blessed and they are grateful, Allah will reward them and add them to them. When his favors are withheld and he is patient then the reward is for him. When he was sick, his sins were forgiven. Even when God didzolimi unconditionally said his prayer. All is good if Faith and charity are good."
The whole series of tonight's programs ends with Tho'am or a congregational tomb. All the "new people" were so excited especially after listening to the advice. At the end of the meeting this time some people intend to "get out kuruj" three days the following week. Alhamdulillah!
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At 03.30.
He woke up when a soft voice woke him up. The excruciating sleepiness makes it difficult to open the eyes that are still at home close together. Many times He squirms just to buy time so that his drowsiness is completely gone.
The gurgling sound of water in the ablution place that was heard began to be crowded made him wake up instantly. He found Bang Thoriq's face, wet with ablution water in front of him, smiling at him.
"That'sjud!" Still with his soothing smile, Bang Thoriq exclaimed. Unthinkingly, he nodded vigorously and went to the toilet. As usual the obligatory ritual after waking up He did. Not wanting to be hunted during dawn, He also immediately berwudhu and soon after He has returned to the mosque. Find a quiet place that is not filled.
"Allaahahu Akbar!!" His body trembled violently again as his hands raised parallel to the ears. I don't know! he tried as calmly as possible. Trying to focus but still he was unable to withstand a sudden "strange" turmoil in his chest.
As his tongue began reciting Al-Fatihah's recitation, the rumble in his chest grew more and more hunting. A momentary feeling of guilt and regret ambushed his heart. Bead that has been as sharp as an eagle, suddenly dimmed by a puddle of tears that had been raining now forced a break, spilling.
He was really being "truly" by regret. For many have let time pass without charity in it. Regretting his delay in welcoming the guidance signal that Allah SWT sent through Gery's advice so far for him. Satisfying the longing message of the Most Love, which He failed to understand, in the form of a series of problems and restless grief that gnawed his soul so far. Allah wants Him to obey Him. God wants Him to return to His majesty.
It was too na,if and haughty to admit that weakness yesterday. The sense of security and sentosa due to the reel of treasure that he felt so far has succeeded in reviving the arrogance in him, to make him feel strong and do not need anyone.
Though in addition to the body that He always fulfilled every claim so far, it turns out there is a hollow soul, languishing waiting for the intake of advice and wisdom as food.
He was just beginning to realize, that it turns out that the soul and body, physical and spiritual, are two different creations despite being in the same body. Both are different in many ways despite having the same creation purpose, which is to submit and obey the will and command of Allah Azza wa Jalla.
Until He fell down so deeply. His heart was completely broken. He was crying so much. The shadow of violations for the sake of violations that he often does now seems to be clearly visible in front of him. He fears not to do'a, the hope of Allah's forgiveness is not revealed by Him.
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*fatin
Dusk began to wrap around the city. Street lights began to give a dim light that collided with bright reddish sun that soon sank in the dispute. The geothermal air gradually began to cool, because the wind that blows brings little by little the night wind.
Dusk always gives its own color to every creature in the universe. It is an open veil that always gives a loving farewell to the light of day, then joyfully greet welcome to the darkness of night.
He was still silent on the bed with a shy smile that never escaped from his beautiful face. Mitha who was preparing to go to the mosque until dumbstruck to watch him repeatedly roll over hugging a bolting pillow.
"Lo again satan what, anyway? from that smile mlulu?" Mitha couldn't help but ask, as usual.
"Do you know or want to know?" He still smiles at the dikulum.
"Bangette, dong!"
"Gue. i. abis in the same kiss Ka' Yusuf! Don't be surprised, dong! on the forehead no more, really!" He said while cupping his two cheeks that felt numb because of sudden severe blushing. Mitha until unconscious.
"Fhat, aren't you afraid of getting pregnant? how do you want to be kissed by that brother?" Mitha asked hysterically. Makes it a bit of horror and whip for a while.
"Lo don't want me, Ka' Yusuf says that kiss doesn't make you pregnant!"
"What benner? means all this time Azhar was with our Akram bo'ongin! if so, what makes a girl pregnant?" He just shook his head innocently not knowing.
"Betewe, how does it feel, Fhat? delicious huh?" Mitha asked again.
"Hmm, the pokonya tastes like it's so sweet! my stomach trusses tickled a lot of butterflies, Mhit. Very amused anyway. I don't want to stop. I even want a kiss with those lips. Suddenly I remembered the face of my father. I finally pulled myself out and ran out of the car!" Clearly embarrassed. At the sight of his best friend was smiling looking at him.
"So I want to try it. hihihihi!" Mitha giggled to herself feeling funny with her ridiculous expectations. He chuckles a little.
"Udah ah, to sono mosque! bang Arsyil is waiting at the gate of the mosque!" He throws Mitha with a big teddy bear. Mitha also quickly twitched from her throw while widened.
"Bye.want to see my fans first. That brother sholeh pujaan hati!" Mitha still had time to mark it before closing the door and leaving. He responded quickly that Mitha responded with a giggle of his mainstay.
"Not back? lo kali who fans heavy as baliau!"
"Damahihi!"
Stay with a soaring heart. He began to miss the very longing. He wanted to contact the man of his tribe, but the shame that had not been too late made him hold back as hard as he could. Only his heart sounded softly whispered,
"I miss you!"
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