
“What is it about? Sorry I didn't myself
can be anything, so if it will disappoint.” I said.
“It's about my son at home,”
“What's the matter why his son?”
“I myself do not know because the reason why ustadz, suddenly about a month my 10-year-old daughter is paralyzed, and can not walk.”
“It was originally how?”
“Eat him ustadz, my son's wife's story
no heat also does not hurt, when you wake up,
just like being paralyzed..”.
“Ooo so, can at home be provided water?”
“What water does ustad mean?”
“I mean mineral water, yes that water is left
last night, let me transfer the medicine into the water
that, tomorrow morning the water is sought to drink, and used to bathe, how, can not?”
“In the meantime, I will contact my wife.”
amir Khan said, while removing the phone and contacting his house.
“Oh yes all tell the water mixed with water
to mop home.” I said in between
talk with his wife.
“Iya already provided air.” replied Amir Khan.
“Iya later awaited developments
next.” kuarku.
“Please ustad I beg you first.” said Amir khan.
A few moments later, Muhsin entered the room
carrying food parcels.
“What is it?” ask me what was brought
Muhsins.
“This is corn rice plus chicken, take care of people
Morocco, named Abduh whom I asked do’a about his son first, Alhamdulillah his son
it is better and healthier.” explained Muhsin. “Ayo
eaten.”
“Wah if the corn rice is not fit if not
taped, let me take it for a while.” I said immediately concocted sambel trasi mainstay.
“It looks like Amir Khan from here?” ask
Muhsins.
“Yes she asks dido’ her son is sick in
Pakistan sana.” I replied.
“Ooo.. wah good yes if mendo’akan sick everywhere can be cured.” chirped Muhsin.
“Yes everyone can too, la wong berto’a just what is difficult.” I said.
“But not all are accepted.” replied Muhsin.
“All also have the same right to be affirmed, and Allah also gives the same right to be affirmed, only man himself makes do’a hindered by ijabah, his own lust which becomes a barrier to the migration of do’a, I myself am also not a great person, the same doyan corn rice, the same doyan meatballs, and the same doyan all that is halal, so it makes no difference to others, sampean or anyone.”
“That's what's even hard to tell apart, because
sama, so it's hard to see the difference.” says
Muhsins.
“We actually just need to do the way
true worship, which shunned the forbidden properly, eating food that is awake kegalalannya, yes actually only that.” I said while moving sambel that I finished ulek.
Moroccans have a tradition if Friday’at
they cook corn rice, corn rice
same with East Java cuisine, I
I love corn rice, even in Saudi, so
almost every jum’at gets rice shipments
corn from the Moroccans, because it has
students of Morocco.
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The next day I was sent to a new factory in Tahamah, the journey from the factory I occupied was taken about eight hours, the afternoon I returned home from work I quickly went home to the room, passing through the shortcut gerumbul shrub perdu, although in Arabia because of the care of the factory, so there is a water treatment called water treatment where dirty water is processed into clean water, and some are used to water plants, and some are used to water plants, so that around the factory all the plants thrive, mango gardens exist, guava gardens, banana gardens, orange groves, mango gardens,
the most pleasant thing here is that birds are free to roam, even in trees sometimes full of bird nests, hanging, and all singing every morning is very crowded, also every time there is a street lamppost, must have been occupied by a nest of eagles, or storks, even on the roofs of factories, full of pigeon nests, only my friends have ever taken a lot of pigeons, because if the nest is caught do not run away, so take the pigeon until it can half a sack, her flesh tastes languid, maybe it is eaten instead of corn grains.
What I'm surprised about here is that there are wild chickens, too, or
if in Indonesia chicken base, but the shape
turkey kayaks, only as big as a chicken, can also fly, so it is difficult to catch them, many wild chickens, sometimes they are in groups. Although it never rains, the plants do not die because every tree gets a ration of water from a hose that is drained along the way.
So the atmosphere is very lush, only if the heat is still hot, even under the tree, because the heat is carried by wind.
“Ustadz, thank you..” said the voice of someone behind me, it turns out Amir Khan was a Pakistani who last night asked for help.
“How's his son?” many still
keep walking, and Amir Khan walks in
beside me.
“Alhamdulillah said his mother was on break
during the phone call, he said his son was able to walk, although slowly, his mother also felt shocked, he was shocked,
suddenly his son got out of bed.” said Amir
Khan's.
“Ya thanks then.” replied me.
“Ustadz, what do you want to buy us? Say
of course, I must follow.” said Amir Khan.
“I?” my many.
“Iya..” replied Amir.
“Wah I don't want to buy anything, already that
important his son healthy.”
“But I want to thank ustadz.”
amir Khan said.
“Thank you to Alloh.
ask Him,” I explained.
“May I become a student of Ustad..?” ask
Amir Khan's.
“Ah I'm a fool, not worth lifting
being a teacher, also fitting coincidentally I BERTO’a,
and Allah pas lowered his mercy and
your son was given a cure.” I said, and arrived at the room.
“Thank you ustadz.” said Amir Khan because
I'm going to go in the room.
“Sama-sama..” replied.
Finally, we went to Tahamah, one
jeep car filled with nine people, all along
the trip is just a desert view, though,
rocks, mountains, and houses at the top
mountain, once upon a time stopped at a place to eat, to fill the stomach, and here yes the most delicious
eat rice oil, and grilled chicken, without
the taste is nothing, different in Indonesia there are various food choices, even roasted chicken season is also just whole chilli, it is also if asked, usually only given soy sauce equal slices of onions.
Actually, if I go to the market, I'd rather
eat rolled bread, or bread that is like martabak without the contents of the egg so it is just flour dough but
fried, eat it chewed into kare
the meat, it tastes good, is close to taste
rendang padang, just most of the turmeric, yes rather than nothing, yes it includes food
delectable.
Usually there are shops on the streets
tea plus leftover nyedot, Saudi-style cigarettes, and
the tea from boiled menthol leaves, in Saudi called Nak-nak leaves, it tastes hot drunk yes warm-warm semriwing.
At 2pm, I arrived at the Tahamah factory,
also met many Indonesians, and gathered some of my entourage who had left together from Indonesia, only then others were sent to other factories in the region.
His night on playing to my room, chatting ngalor ngidul, yes asking news and so forth.
Tahamah factory is a new factory
before, say the area without population, only the mountain area died, so either one of the mountains was trimmed, blown up, leveled, then built a factory, and all kinds of factory needs, he said, so if you want to go to the city it is very far, on the right front left back, and where the eyes look that there are only mountains and rows of rock mountains, and where the eyes look,
This factory is like a colony in the middle of nowhere, unlike in Indonesia whose mountain consists of trees and forests, if in Saudi, then the mountain is only composed of stone and stone.
Even the mountain was like a whole rock.
A few days in Tahamah, confused as well
first, it turns out the same job
absolutely nothing, the things I needed were completely unavailable, in Tahamah almost
almost ruled by Indians, engineers and
the technique is also Indian, know Ladusingh people if even engineers are not necessarily engineers actually mean diplomas from buying, so the matter of work is not understood at all.
Even I myself am employed in serving
masons, indeed if working with India, especially Saudis who do not understand fake diplomas or not, so remember Indians who work in clinics, any pain given Paracetamol..
Seriate...