Young Ustadz
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Bismil was born rahmaanir rohiim,Allahummaj 'alnii mahbuuban fii quulubil mu'miniin,wabassirnii wabilghoniyyi ilaa si ati wa'isriina sanlahu khobiiroo hafidzon wahuwa arhamar rohimiin.Allahummajma'ummajma allahmajma'ummajma' allahmajma' baini baina qulubil ingsaani mingjihaatil arba'i mingdzikri wa ungtsa fi yaumi walailati qoriiban waba'iidan innalloha alaa kulli syai'in qodiirun saalakal mulku haadiron abadan adriknii adriknii adriknii in the heart of kang Hatim reciting prayers for the past tausiyah kang Hatim took the mic that was on the table in front of him.Tapping the mic with his index finger and then glancing at his wife who happened to be Hana also staring at him until they had eye contact.About five seconds kang Hatim contact eyes and then nodded as she felt Hana's gaze say 'Come, the back definitely can'
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh!" kang Hatim said after taking a breath first to neutralize his heart.
"Greetings waalaikum!" answer some of the congregation.
"Greetings, lemongrass leaves! Say hello to Sawareh!" kang Hatim said and made pilgrims laugh with his prank.
"Again right?'" ask kang Hatim.
"Bolleeeeee!" answer jamaah.
"Assalaamualaikum warahmatullaahi wabarokaatuh!" kang Hatim raised his tone even harder.
"Geekedo salaaaaaam!" answer jamaah.
"Good, hard, compact! But there's anger that's the same as me!" cananda kang Hatim again make some worshipers laugh.Including umi Nurul and her brother they also smile.Similar to the person who kantakhoyyaru walinuthfikum fainnal 'g Hatim keep on noticing.Hana also smiled.
"Alhamdulillahil ladzii 'alaa ni'matil kaamilah.Washolaatu wassalaamu 'alaa sayyidinaa muhammadin dzil aushoofil kaamilah.Wa 'alaa aalihi washohbihil ladzid darojaatil 'ulyaa bissabqi fii nashrotil millah! Qoolallahu ta'alaa fil qur'aanil kariim,Auudzu billahi minasyaithoonir rojiim,bismillah hirahmaan nirohiim,Wamin aayatiihii an kholaqolakum min angfusakum azwaajal litaskunuu ilaiha waa'ala bainakum mawadatian warohmah! Qolla prophet alaihis sholatu wassalaam, takhoyyaru walinuthfikum fainnal 'irqo dasaasun!" kang Hatim opening.
"I won't open too many! for the opening, I'm going to be on the old one! Here the average Sundanese language is right?" ask kang Hatim.
"Benaaar!" answer jamaah.
"Leureusss!" congregation.
"If it's the language, sugeng dalu! bener?'' no one answered because they might not know.
"Oh don't know yes, it's no papa! I can speak a language too! English, thai, korea, japanese, china, arab moreover! mommy's mommy all want me to speak what language?" ask kang Hatim.
"Sundaaaaa!" answer congregation.
"Emmm, sunda huh? But gini ma'am! There are many people who know my story from the beginning I want to marry until now! They always read my story ma'am, sir! The point is this Hatim, which was called Ustadz Muhammad Hatim Husni Abdurahman, has fans! So if I speak Sundanese, ngartina ngan sawareh! A lot of people don't understand!" kang Hatim.
"So when I came here I was straight GR! In my heart said, Wah it turns out this name is famous yes, until the host here knows my full name! Uh pas I'm down! It turned out that my sister was the host!"
"I don't want a cermah here either! Cermah was already the same Ustadzah Mumpuni about the law of marriage! Keep the same Asep brother about the obligation of the wife to the husband and vice versa! So I ran out of themes for mercy to the bride!" kang Hatim.
"But if I talk to the unmarried? can't you?" ask kang Hatim.
"Bolteeh!" answer jamaah.
*One more chapter special kang Hatim lecture.Like, please like,vote positive comments! If you don't like it, you have to like it, and vote! Comments are fine, but positive....! Happy Reading