Arrow of Muslim Love

Ancient Philosophy and Puzzles

One week is not a short time, Amsah must prepare everything. Now she was chatting with Tawheed, to ask for a solution from her brother.

"What should I do, brother?" ask Amsah.

"Let's know, there's no way but to follow the games they make." replied Tawhid.

"Yes already, I will think carefully." said Amsah.

"Yes Dik, the spirit yes! Brother here has almost succeeded." Tawhid tells of achievement in struggle.

The next day, Cika hurriedly told Alesha. "Great, there's a lot of banners on the road. Apparently, the king of Erland wants to arrest you."

"Let me, I must persevere in maintaining principles. My life and death must be for God, so as not to be a wasted journey." replied Alesha.

"Good ukhty, passion for Istiqomah." Cika raised her palm, up into the air.

"Yes, ukhty is also spirit yes." Alesha smiled.

Asthma and Qiyna appeared, while carrying a special gelatin. They deliberately made it for Cika, let her focus more while studying religion.

"Thank you guys" Asma said.

"Yes, you're the same" he replied.

A week later, the puzzle was set up. Game with natural art, pictorial a leaf implied meaning. King Erland watched closely, while moving his chin with his index finger and thumb repeatedly.

"Who was this universe created by?" ask Amsah.

"Maybe it exists by itself, because I believe the wind, the moon, the sun can also be God" he replied.

"It can't be, it's obviously animism. An ancient belief, which is not clear who God is. I've heard the ancient philosophy that there is only one way to know when we read something but it can calm down" said Amsah.

"Whatis that? Interesting as it sounds, I'm curious." replied the king of Erland.

"I can't believe it, how can it be quiet with just a sheet of paper."

Qemon was also curious, then looked and opened it. Foreign Arabic writing, making him shake his head repeatedly.

"What this guy is, it's hard to understand." he lamented.

"There means young master Qemony." Amshah deliberately provoked him.

Qemon read slowly, but did not believe it. He chose to eat and ignored the translation of the Qur'an. Qemony thought about why to pray in Islam.

"Eh Amsah, what are we doing? Why should we worship, and who should we worship?" he asked while whispering.

"The one worshipped is God, for those who believe in this book" answered Amshah.

"Do you believe it?" Qemony asked back.

"I see your father's opinion first." Amsah wants to ensnare them slowly, not in a spontaneous way.

"I'm interested in trying it" said king Ghukong.

"Hey, king Ghukong don't go crazy. This book is human writing, ancient philosophy could be wrong." King Erland is in the way.

"We'll know, if we try." replied Qemony.

"Well, let's take a look at this puzzle. Let's play together!"

"I think the sun is here." Qemon pointed.

"The guide of life is the Qur'an, how is it possible that the feet on the head of the parents. It should be a piece of paper here, a sign of respect for parents. Lots of good formulas, for life's guidelines."

Qemon proposed the conditions. "I will believe the book you brought, if I can meet Alesha again."