Brotherhood Idaman
Part 5's
Something Lying in You
It was a hot day, there were no clouds in the sky. Laiqa quickly entered the whitewashed house of Ka Azqila, with a large courtyard. Its cornered location makes it feel cooler because of the shady trees of leatherback and rambutan.
"Assalamu'alaykum.." he said in a very cheerful tone.
"Wa'alaykumsalam.." suddenly Ka Azqila hugged him, "Alhamdulillah you came ... ."
"Silver looks pale..."
"I haven't eaten yet, this afternoon I have to finish something on campus.."
"I happen to bring a cake, this is my umi who made it. let's try it.."
Two typical traditional cake boxes and some banana balls and chocolate Fattah brother's favorite.
"Alhamdulillah if you eat cake does not nausea.."
"Alhamdulillah..." Laiqa smiled happily.
"I go first ... Faiza is still sleeping... Bang Fattah again play the car, he finished swearing watermelon, sorry if the floor is a bit sticky. For ASI perah, I keep it in an ordinary place. oh yes if you need to do the job, you can use the books of the library room, but surely bang Fattah do not hold the book of his ashes yes ... "
"Sorry.. If Ustadz Salman returns how...?"
"Ga may. exhausted he went directly to another place, the department filled the study of Arabic language study LDK state campus in Jakarta, maybe 21.00 hours return home..."
"Well ka." said Laiqa. He won't meet any brothers today. His life will be a little comfortable.
He began to clean up the messy house when Ka Azqila was far away. While Faiza was still sleeping, she quickly washed the messy dishes in the sink. The garbage gun in the sinkhole net makes the flood a little. Then it sweeps, mops, watering the plants. Meanwhile, Bang Fattah helped insert toys according to his instructions. Laiqa cleaned up the room that became the room where Ahsan stayed yesterday when she was sick after falling from a bicycle. Equipped with a small room that minimal furniture.
And he found a black notebook, under the bed as he was sweeping. Laiqa picked up the notebook and watched it for a moment
"Ammah !!!"fattah exclaimed suddenly from the direction of the family room, as usual he wanted to continue to be noticed.
"Yes Fattah..Ammah(tante) again in the room..."
"That's what Ammah is?" ask Fattah who is now in front of him.
"It's...."
Laiqa watched the contents of the notebook in amazement. So many concise accounts of Rasmul Bayan material ranging from Rasmul Bayyan Tarbiyah, Manhaji explanation of the meaning of shahadatain, makrifatulloh (knowing our Lord God), almabbatullah 3
, ma'rifaturrasul, ma'rifatul Islam, ma'rifatul Insan, and the nature of worship.
Until the material Rasmul Bayyan Fiqih Da'wah, the urgency and purpose of da'wah, is in it with a bald Arabic letter that is familiar to him everyday while in college
Bookkeeper
I am Ahsan Abdul Aziz
if you find this book please contact me via email ahsanabdulaziz26@gmail.com
Thanks,
A short message in the top right corner, on the inside back cover.
This book must mean a lot to him..
muttering Laiqa inwardly, he immediately put the book neatly on the table by the window.
"Good brother wants to eat"
"Oh? Want to eat, huh? a minute, Ammah take my brother's favorite cake."
While Laiqa took the food, Abang Fattah quietly climbed the chair and took Ahsan's black notebook and threw it happily into Laiqa's bag not far from there...
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Ahsan had two companions, the first one named Adnan was slightly fat, white, somewhat shorter than him but wise-faced, the second one Fakhri, thin, handsome and somewhat shorter than him. In fact he had many friends but the one with him the most were these two people. Life in Ma'had as usual is spent with discussions, sports, eating, competitions, assignments, punishment and review of guest sheikhs.
On this occasion they were debating where this preacher should be taken, is it to Cairo? or to this city, a metropolitan city with a million rotten stories that are far from Islamic value. Or to the villages where they were born, which were lonely and always forgave the natives who just stopped and went to wander again.
"Kalo ana, it's better to educate young Dai, so it seems like dakwah ana remains in this city. Ana has not been strong enough to fight with the people of her own village" said Adnan chimed in the wishes of Ahsan, who wants to preach in her hometown there. The difference of opinion is reasonable, especially in the village there Adnan family has not had any position in the middle of the citizens.
Unlike Ahsan, both of his parents are religious leaders.
Adnan comes from the land of Medan, thick with regional culture that is far from Islamic values. While Fakhri chose to surrender to Allah, all he left to the will of God, where he deserved to go.
"Yes . if ana, suppose Allah places ana in the corners insya Allah ana is ready, also if in the city. insya Allah is ready as well.how the destiny of Allah is." said Fakhri.
Ahsan glazed with glass at the determination of his best friend's heart, Fakhri always managed to make him touched by the strength of his incredible faith.
Maybe because in Ahsan's heart there is something left behind, namely ambition that he has not thrown away. That he wanted to establish a well-known institution, of international standing, and produce a professional dai, in fact, that is, certainly can not be built in a village that only contains old father with old mother?
On the other hand, the da'wah relay in his hometown must be there, before his father is gone.
"Where.. antum so do you make Pesantren in the village there..?" fakhri asked Ahsan.
"God willing, just pray the same antum.usually hafidz prayer quran 30 juz in ijabah.."
"hhehe masyaAllah aamiin. ana pray, may.. Oh yes means the service will antum must really learn the lesson how an institution can stand strong even though the storm hit"
"more precisely to good management and team" Ahsan said.
"and ridho and the miracle of God." Fakhri.
"Ohya, antum both together with his solemn in Sabang there.." added Adnan.Khidmat is a stage of devotion that must be done every mahasantri when they want to graduate.
"Yes qadarullah can be with Akhi Fakhri, in special Pesantren children who lost their parents during the Tsunami first" explained Ahsan.
"Wah ana thought the antum both wanted to be placed near here, so that they could get married immediately after graduation.." Adnan pointed at Ahsan and Fakhri while smiling idly.
"Antum first aja who married. later we will, antum already betrothed.gausah think again want to find where.ga rich we no one wants to. hehe" seloroh Fakhri on Adnan.
"Well, God has not passed already on the same tag prospective family.This is a very God-worthy society to learn from antum.." ledek Ahsan added to the atmosphere to be boisterous.
"O gausah that's how it is, Alhamdulillah just happened to be the same family of ana family she was a little girl, and ana was entrusted to take care of her daughter, because ana had been considered as her own child.. and Qadarullah was pacified until now after a long istikharah.."
adnan.
"Yes yes, if we think we have not met where the candidate is, so rather than busy thinking it mending busy with others, is it true akh Ahsan ? " asked Fakhri to Ahsan. Ahsan nodded with a smile while looking for something in his bag.
"Let's what aki?" ask Fakhri.
"Antum borrowed ana ga's notebook?" ahsan asked in panic at Fakhri who shook his head.
"Inalillahi. where is ana's notebook.."
"have you waited for which book? the one you borrowed, right? Rasmul Bayyan Tarbiyah ?"
"yes it is, which ana brought so much to the antum afraid that the book is lost, antum loa ga?"
"innalillahi, ana gaadi aki .. maybe antum forgot where to put. try to remember..."
The sturdy postured Brotherhood immediately sat down limp with a bent position and lowered his head to remember where he last put the book.
"it's clear that this book is always in the bag." Ahsan added, glazed.
"That's the material that the teacher delivered right in the MA. Do you know what it is?" ask Ahsan to Adnan.
Adnan and Fakhri saw it instantly taking action..
"Let's go around, where was yesterday's antum.."
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