Accompany Me with Hijrah
SEARCH II
A month has passed. Zarra had been studying with Asyifa and Umi Fatma for a month. Not only did she learn about the adab of a woman in Islam, she also began to learn to read the Qur'an. The real Zarra could already read it, only needing to refine the reading a little. Even so until now Zarra has not decided completely hijab. It is only hijab when it comes to studying or studying the Qur'an.
If asked if he didn't want to wear the hijab, he wanted to. But he was still hesitant and afraid to start. Afraid that someday it will change back and open its hijab. Or people will judge it excessively because of hijab. However, Zarra did not reveal it to Asyifa or Umi Fatma.
In Zarra's heart he promised. Later if he is really ready, he will not delay to close his aura. Right now he wants to focus more on being a better person.
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the House of Asyifa -
The study started 30 minutes ago. Zarra looked clumsy and misbehaved. This is because it feels like the subject of some study participants. How not? The simple study was attended by mothers and young women around the house of Ashifa, and among them only Zarra who wore a hijab with excessive models and accents. Study participants only used simple veils and syar'i.
"Remember all Muslim sisters, hijab is obligatory! And a good hijab is a hijab that is able to cover our aurat. So, extend! Wear your hijab to cover your aura. Hijab does not need to wait for guidance, or careful readiness or wait for good behavior. Be wise from this moment too! If it has been hijab, the heart and behavior will slowly follow in a good direction. Any questions sisters?" exclaimed Umi Fatma. Zarra raised her hand. Umi Fatma smiled and let Zarra ask.
"Sorry before, is there any other reason we should go hijab other than because it is obligatory? I mean the logical reason" asked Zarra. All eyes were on him. Umi Fatma smiled, as did Asyifa who was sitting next to Umi Fatma.
"A good question. I answered first, huh? A woman's grandfather, right?" asked Umi Fatma. Zarra nodded. "So like not, if teased or harassed by others?," asked Umi Fatma again. Zarra nodded quickly. "That's why the hijab is obligated. We are women, given the gift of beauty by God. We are special creatures. Therefore, it needs to be guarded. If something special has been enjoyed by many people, will it still be special? Of course not! Expensive gems will be placed in a thick, well-protected box. That's how we are like women" explained Umi Fatma again. Zarra nodded in understanding. Umi Fatma smiled at Zarra.
"And remember, when we neglect this duty, who will receive sanctions in the hereafter not only ourselves, but also our parents especially our fathers and husbands. Because we as women are the responsibility of men, both father and husband. They have an obligation to lead us in the way of Allah" Umi Fatma said.
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It felt like Zarra's heart had stopped. He recalled how his father always reminded him to wear the hijab when he left the house. In the past, when his father was still living at home with him, he became a diligent child. However, as soon as his father was assigned out of the island, he seemed to get a fresh breeze. It seems like she has freedom of dress. Although Zarra is not classified as a girl who likes to dress sexy, but she has never again hijab. Her mother was hijab.
"There are more questions?" asked Umi Fatma. His voice broke Zarra's daydream. Because there is no question, Umi Fatma closed the day with greetings. The pilgrims prepare to return to their homes. Some are still talking. Zarra searched for Asyifa. His eyes did not find Ashifa in the mosque. Zarra also exited the mosque. Asyifa was talking to several other Muslim women.
Zarra wanted to get close to Ashifa. But he doubted, would interfere with their conversation or not. As a result, he fell silent at the door of the mosque while looking at Ashifa. One of Ashifa's friends who saw it, told Asyifa. Asyifa. He walked closer to Zarra.
"Ra, come here! I'll introduce you to my friends" Asyifa pulled Zarra's hand. Zarra held Ashifa's hand.
"Fa, you finish it first. I'm waiting here. Not good with them" replied Zarra. He feels bad.
"Zarra, it's nothing. The more friends you have, the more motivated you will be. Relax, they do not bite!," said Asyifa jokingly. Zarra could no longer refuse Ashifa's invitation.
"Temen-temen, padua. This is Zarra, our new best friend. Zarra is one campus you know the same we are just different majors. He's from the department of fissile," Asyifa said. Asyifa's friends enthusiastically took turns to get acquainted with Zarra. It turns out that they are also one campus, and in class with Zarra. There is only one different department. Although different majors, they often gather. Not only discussing religion, they also discuss many things typical of girls their age.
Zarra was caught up in their conversation. They're very friendly. No comment on Zarra. Even when Ashifa said Zarra was studying religion and hijrah, they encouraged Zarra.
"Zarra, the spirit huh? Istiqomah. If you need anything, find us. Insha Allah, we will help you as much as we can" said Amira, one of them. Zarra nodded happily. Once again, he realized making friends was this easy. He was so happy with what he got today.
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"You are beautiful in a hijab," came the soft voice of Asyifa. Zarra's surprised. He did not know that Ashifa was sitting next to him. Zarra smiled weakly at Asyifa.
"Are you all right, Ra?" asked Asyifa looking at Zarra's seemingly sad countenance. Zarra. But Asyifa did not believe it. "Do you want a story?" asked Asyifa again by touching Zarra's shoulder. Zarra looked at Asyifa for a moment, then fixed her seat.
"Fa, why are you hijab-wearing and even gini-looking? Didn't Umi just say that the hijab is mandatory and the sunnah veil?" asked Zarra. Asyifa let out a small laugh hearing Zarra's question. Asyifa could understand Zarra's heartbreak. Secretly in his heart he prayed that God would really strengthen the heart of his friend to immediately hijab and can Istiqomah.
"Ra, the reason I'm in the hijab is obvious, right? One because I fear God. Second, I don't want my parents to take too much of my sins. When it comes to the veil, it's my own wish. The Sunnah brings reward, Ra if we do it" replied Asyifa. Zarra nodded in understanding.
"And she should have been ashamed. Something that many people have enjoyed, will lose its privilege. So, I really just want my parents and my husband to see me" Asyifa added. His eyes glared far and wide. Zarra was silent. Silent for a while.
"Fa, do you have a husband?" asked Zarra suddenly. Asyifa flinched and a second later chuckled.
"You are, Ra! Lecture has not been done already thinking of the future husband. I want the S2 first. If the matter of a soul mate, let God alone set it," replied Asyifa.
"Who knows if you have something to like?" replied Zarra half-tempting Asyifa.
"No, Ra. In Islam, we cannot date. There are ta'aruf, sermons and marriage" replied Asyifa. Zarra. Inwardly, he confirmed Asyifa's statement just now. "Why? You wish the same dikhitbah Malik huh?," seduced Asyifa later. Zarra's eyes widened in a sign of her anger. But he wasn't really angry.
"What the hell, Fa? Know ah! I'll just go home!" said Zarra as she moved from her seat. Asyifa laughed at Zarra's childlike behavior.
"Allah is very sad! Yes, be careful?" said Asyifa. Zarra gave her thumb.
"Assalamu'alaikum" he said before leaving.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Asyifa. He saw the departure of his best friend. In his heart he continued to pray that Zarra would remain Istiqomah.
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Zarra looked at herself in the mirror. The clock has shown ten o'clock at night. He's still not asleep. His mind drifted to the topic of study earlier this afternoon and the words of Asyifa. 'Women should be ashamed. Something that has been enjoyed by many people, will be lost its privilege, ' said Asyifa continues to ring in his ear. Embarrassed? He tried to recall the last time he wore an open shirt. It looks like it was still a month ago, before breaking up from Malik and meeting Asyifa, at his cousin's engagement. She still remembers being the center of attention because of the dress she was wearing. Sleeveless with open back. He also still remembered several pairs of eyes that looked at him with envy, some of them were teasing. Ah, why is it only now that shame, inner Zarra.
Then, he remembered the words of Umi Fatma that hijab is not to follow the trend or to look fashionable. Hijab is the covering of the aurat and its legal obligation. If he did not close his law, he could not imagine the torment of hell borne by his father. He also sobbed. While looking at himself in the mirror with his hijab, he whispered, "O Allah, I want to go. Strengthen me and assure my heart, O God". He rubbed his face and said aamiin.
It seemed as if one side of his heart was saying, 'if you can't afford the heat of the world, how can you bear the heat of hell?'. Zarra became quiet. Yes, justifying that thought. It was like I had heard those words. He immediately took his hijab and went up to his bed. He does not want to wake up late tomorrow for dawn prayers. "Bismillah," he whispered slowly strengthening his intentions tomorrow.
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