Brotherhood Idaman
The Part 11
Ukhuwah's Smiling
*In the beginning we met
Trying to understand each other
Pieces diengati
Knit beautifully
Feel our brotherhood
And then switch it over
Ukhuwah and trust are fulfilled
Sweating likes and sorrows
We live all
I only hope for his Ridho
Friend, the time
There must be two separated
If we are far apart
Make rhobitoh the fastener
Make prayer a longing expression
May we meet in heaven.
And then switch it over
Ukhuwah and trust are fulfilled
Sweating likes and sorrows
We live all
I only hope for his Ridho
Friend, the time
There must be two separated
If we are far apart
Make the fastener fall
Make prayer a longing expression
May we meet in Heaven
Make the fastener fall
Make prayer a longing expression
May we meet in Heaven
sigma-senandung ukhuwah*
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Unexpectedly, when it was close to the service period, he was sentenced to wash the carpet of this very long and heavy mosque.
Adnan his friend helped spread the carpet on a fence next to the mosque after the dzuhur prayer
. Ustadz who today teaches there are affairs with the ikhwan institution of arab origin. Usually the old meeting makes the students released or not learn.
Most mahasantri rest in the dorm room because of sleepiness, or there are also those who exercise on the field, such as playing ball, table tennis etc.
"the antum invitation was already the subject of the room boy's speech, Akhi" exclaimed Fakhri suddenly approached Adnan and Ahsan. Adnan is getting married soon.
Ahsan looked at his best friend while shaking his head. "He is already on the tag Rector of Islamic University which is aki, masya Allah .. steady" Ahsan added to Fakhri.
"yes antum both of them will be solemn together, lah if ana. find a new temen let alone 🤪"
"this life management is mah 😝" said Fakhri nudged Adnan's shoulder.
"it doesn't feel like soon that time comes, man." Ahsan said.
"yes yes, that's why ana cepet photocopies antum notebooks before we split up, snicker"
"oh so there is a shrimp behind the bakwan nih antum bantuin ana" Ahsan sprayed a splash of water towards Adnan.
"🤪🤪🤪"
"shaykh.." added Adnan called Ahsan, follow Fakhri nih. " .. will ana feel the same spirit tarbiyah elsewhere later."
"it is precisely antum that must create the spirit of the Brotherhood in a new place later"
Glug. Ahsan gulped, either the word felt sore, because he knew there might not be a thick place in this place the soul tarbiyah, except the MA first.
Shown song ukhuwah singing that they will chant later on the stage at the farewell.
How sad..
He's got a great murrobi here. The sheikh is of original Yemeni descent, and always gives direction to him, as well as the challenges he must achieve at every level of Ma'had.
Must split
Not the end, but a burning fire at the starting point of a new civilization.
Because the fuel that has been obtained from this Ma'had, must be turned on to follow the new da'wah road.
While preparing to dry the carpet, Sheikh Amru came. Seemed squinting with eyes while clenching.
"Is there permission for the three of you to do this here?"
Ahsan looked down, and also his three best friends.
The scorching sea of twilight doused a sturdy jawed face in front of them.
"Dry immediately, before Sheikh Bassam scribbles you from his mutarobbi list"
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Once a week, Ahsan has a special meeting with Shaykh Bassam, usually to discuss Qismul Ubudiyah, or another name of the worship police. Coincidentally he served as chairman of Qismul Ubudiyah, this position is very heavy (how many kilos ..?) not just for miles, but the task is quite a lot and must be with enough courage and a high level of discipline. His work was supervising to arrange the schedule of the halaqah, and mahasantri worship in the mosque, such as shifts of duties as imam, khotib etc. And remind them if they do not do their job.
Today his steps are heavy, he is afraid that rumors of his discipline have reached the ears of the hard character shaykh.
Sheikh Bassam is famous for the warmest treat, he was just afraid to disappoint him.
Seen from a distance the sheikh Bassam had been sitting in the corner of the mosque waiting for him.
His heart is beating incoherently.
Although the figure turned his back, but his feelings were already agitated not playing.
"Assalamu'analykum..."
"Wa'alaykumsalam" sheikh Bassam squinted his eyes at her with his head tilted. "Kaifa haluk?"(how are you doing?)
"Alhamdulillah..this is bi khoir sheikh.."(my news is good) wa kaifa haluk?"
"Bi khoir Alhamdulillah.. Ahlan wa sahlan" Sheikh Bassam invited him to sit down.
Keep writing the schedule without heeding it for a few minutes, no sound except the sound of a pen.
"Do you know how far is Cairo?"
Ahsan silently tried to digest the next word.
"Antum just missed a special guest sheikh yesterday.ana did not see antum on the attendance list" he explained in Arabic.
The campus is always held every Islamic seminar after Ashar, usually attended by a special guest star, yesterday happened to be a sheikh from Cairo.
Ahsan speaks a thousand languages.
"Well this is Qismul Ubudiyah that should be in the example ?"
Ahsan nodded slowly,
"Saa.mi'ni sheikh. (pardon me ) yesterday I had to take something important, left somewhere"
"Will antum die if he doesn't take it?"
Ahsan silently looked at Sheikh Bassam who was now like glaring at him. But with his eyes, he tried to speak.
