MY HIJRAH
HIJRAH I CHAPTER 01.Tone Aulia Alzahra

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"This story is the real story of my hijrah journey, the beginning of hijrah until now, thank God. I hope Istiqomah. Here I only share my experience with those of you who have migrated or who have just moved. Happy reading, the readers"

I'm just a woman who doesn't escape guilt and sin. My past is so dark, so dark, that I don't know the direction. My past is so gripping, that I don't want to look back even remember it.

One day, when I was sitting on the bench of SMK in one of the SMK in Makassar which is quite famous there, I was just a woman who did not know the path I would take. Just enjoying the days. Wake up early to go to school, go home from school, and continue activities at home and exercise. So that time feels so fast, and does not feel it has entered the next day, and live the activity like yesterday. At that time, I did not do any activity about the afterlife just enjoying this mortal world.

At that time I was just enjoying my world that I wasn't necessarily here to stay. Yes Allaah ! What a shame my one day life I do not remember You ( . I'm sorry Yes Allaah .. I used to be a servant who didn't know how grateful you were for so many favors that you gave me but I fell asleep in this world.

Day after day I have been through, so many activities that I did when I was SMK that is learning, karate training, and dance practice. All I do is the world, the hereafter ??? I never thought about it that time. Astaghfirullaahfir.:(.

If I remember my past I am really ashamed of Allaah, how not to remember Him when I never did. My life in the past was so dark. Prayer, njai, dhikir only I said but never did. If you ask what religion??? I said, "My religion is Islam". I am ashamed of myself in the past.

Even at school, if I'm invited by my friend. "Oii let's go pray instead of no one you make do' "Take my friend . "Just leave, mauka eats laparka." My answer (sorry I use the makasaar dialect to be more real the storyline is not more).

That's how I was in my past, if invited to pray I have a thousand reasons to reject it. Though I knew at that time performing prayers was mandatory.

This is my past, dark, dark, rocky path, no light. For the world that trapped me went into a pit so deep that I found it hard to get out of it.

Until here first well guyz, insyaa Allaah the story will continue and of course more exciting. Sorry for jumping up and down the story and not climaxing. This is my first and first time writing. Do not forget to like and make my work as your favorite and do not forget to share well.

Syukron Jazakumulli khoir for those who have read my work. May Allaah bless all of you who have read my first work. I hope you like :)

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See you in the next episode !!!!