When Love Should Determine
Chapter 98

Larissa used a little time when the mourners began to quiet for a moment to rest the body. But just a few minutes to close his eyes, he screamed loudly.

Hearing the sound of his screams Hamzah ran into the room and woke his wife. "Wake up, Encus, what's up?."

Larissa flinched and woke up from sleep with a hunting breath like a ghost chased. Cold sweat poured down to wet the face.

Not even hearing the answer from his wife, Hamzah patted her on the shoulder and repeated her question again. "What's screaming? You're having a nightmare?."

Instead of answering her husband's question, Larissa threw herself into his arms. His body shook violently while crying sobbing.

Hamzah sighed, understanding that his wife was currently being shaken. On the swab her long mane gently to give it tranquility. "Say what's up? Why are you crying?" he asked softly.

Still sobbing Larissa answered her husband's question. "I dream of mom, Entik."

"Isn't that good? it means that your mother loves you so much, so she comes to you in a dream, "loving a sweet smile. "Then why are you crying now?" stared in confusion.

"Yes, I know! But the problem in my dream was that my mother came to me crying sobbing. His condition looked very sad, his body was jet black and very thin, his appearance was also disheveled not because of." the eyes looked at Hamzah intensely. "Does that mean my mother is currently experiencing the torment of the grave, Entik? If it's true, it's really fuckin' him."

"The grave is true. But no one knows about it. That's God's secret."

Larissa broke away from Hamzah's embrace. "What should we do to help him? Ak. I'm so sorry to see his condition."

"There is nothing more we can do to help her now, it all depends on the charity of mother worship as a life. All we can do now is pray, may all his acts of worship be received by God and all his sins be forgiven, and given the best place in the company of God."

Larissa looked sad. "Is there really nothing we can do?."

Hamzah nodded, a shady smile painted on his face. "Listen to me, Larissa! In a hadith it is mentioned that when a person has died, then all things are cut off for him other than three things, first shodaqoh jariyah, second knowledge is useful, and the third is the prayer of a righteous child. So if you want to help your mother, then pray for her."

Larissa. "Your mother said that, Entik. He said, 'Once my son! parents ask for a study even do not want to', that is."

Hamzah breathed a heavy breath. "Not to think about it! It was just a dream, an ordinary sleeping flower. We pray for it anyway, right?"

"But my dream looks so real, Entik! How could I just ignore it!."

Larissa is a very sensitive person. All the things that disturbed his mind would keep on thinking. And when that is so, it will be difficult to eliminate it before he himself is conscious.

Hamzah sighed again. "Aren't we going to have a salute for your mother at the mosque? Then what are you worried about now?."

Last morning Larissa had indeed prepared a study to pray for her mother. But because of some obstacles, it was decided that the recitation would be held later at night during the magrib prayer in the mosque. The study was held on the first, third, and seventh days. Then the next will be held again on the forty and the hundredth day.

"I know that, Entik. But what you want is a home study, not a mosque."

Hamzah smiled faintly. "sorry yes, Larissa. If I think, whether at home or in the mosque, it's the same. Because the most important thing is his prayer, not his place."

Larissa was silent, her mind said it agreed with Hamzah's opinion, but her little heart refused because it was affected by the dream. Exceedingly

Hamzah grabbed Larissa's hand and rubbed her gently. "Don't think too much!. Better now you go get some ablution water and pray so you can calm down a little."

Larissa nodded lethargicly. She did do her husband's advice for ablution and prayer, but her mind kept raging about her dream. Moreover, during the life of the mother is often said to want to hold a study to pray for it later if there is no.

After the prayer, Larissa went to Iqbal's house to discuss her dream with him. He thought his brother would change his mind and agree if the lecture was held at home only. But Iqbal agreed with her husband.

After a difficult debate, all agreed to continue to hold the mosque studies as the original plan.

***SI'IRAN GUARDIAN

C'mon seng sregep njai, njai iku sangune die

Wong died a lot larane, because nyawane ilang so awake

Wong urip ning dunyo iku mung momentarily, mangga seng ageh-ageh your member penitent

Penance so sak kabeh maksiat, mumpung durong teko timeune died

Fortunately temen wong seng gelem prayer, lan ngakeh-ngakehi maca sholawat

Sholawat is so the prophet Muhammad, because of the angsal safaat

O Allah, we are nyuwon pinaringan istiqomah

O Allah, we are nyuwon mbenjang jiah khusnul khotimah

O Allah, we are nosti nyuwon for the age of blessing

Kange worship kanthi obedient, and more maksiat practices

O Allah, our Gusti nyuwon piningan rizki berkah

saged kangge amal jariyah, and pilgrimage dateng makkah

Amiin o Allah, Amiin ya robbal 'Alamiin***

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After a lecture that night at the mosque intended to pray for the late Miss Ani, Larissa felt a little calm. As a child, he had done his duty to parents who had died by praying, and it made him no longer haunted by feelings of guilt.

The following nights Larissa returned to her mother in a dream. But unlike before, this time the mother's face looks so happy.

Larissa was also happy to see the happiness that emanated on the face of the mother in her dream, until then on the seventh day she again had a bad dream.

In his dream, the mother asked to eat by being fed by him. And even worse, the mother wanted to invite him along to accompany her.

According to the Javanese, dreaming of being invited by someone who has died means his life will not be long.

Larissa is worried that this is really happening, especially if she has just recovered from illness. She told her dream to her husband to find a solution.

"Don't think too much! I'm sure everything will be fine" said the husband after he recounted his dream.

"But....."

Before Larissa finished her speech, Hamzah had already cut in. "If you're scared, I'll make you some sawan jamu later in the afternoon so you can calm down a bit."

Larissa nodded. "All right, I want to!. But I have one request."

"Say!."

"I want to go visit mom's grave, I happen to have finished my period today. Besides, I'm the only one who doesn't know where mom's grave is."

"All right! Tomorrow morning I'll drive you."