DRIBBLE

TAHFIZ HOUSE

"GO AWAY FROM HERE! GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT OF HERE!"

Haji Abas kontan jolted awake from his sleep. He looked around like he was looking for the source of the sound. But a few moments later Haji Abas only realized that the voice was in his dream when he found himself under a banyan tree.

"Astagfirullahal'azim!" haji Abas said, remembering the voice without likeness that was spoken in the dream.

Haji Abas looks at his watch, the time shows at 15:10 wib. And shortly afterwards there was the sound of the Azan Ashar reverberating in the distance to each other from the loudspeakers of the mosque and mosque. Haji Abas circulates his views around him, apparently the construction workers still look busy with his work. Haji Abas immediately rose from the crack of the roots of the banyan tree where he fell asleep and walked towards the house.

It seems that Haji Abas did not think much about the sound in the dream, he thought it was just a dream in broad daylight. Even the small quarrels of workers who lost cigarettes and the exhaustion of coffee drinks were mysteriously not taken seriously.

While walking towards the main house, Haji Abas noticed the workers who still seemed busy were measuring for the mosque builders in the backyard adjacent to the banyan tree. The plan of the semi-mosque building was in addition to the function for congregational prayer, also for learning and teaching activities of Tahfiz students.

All students are children aged 7 to 15 years consisting of tetrantar children, orphans or orphans. With the help of 20 ustad as a teaching staff, Haji Abas as the leader of the Tahfiz house foundation free and guarantee all the needs of his students. Most of his efforts as a garment factory owner he used to meet the needs of his foundation which has been running for about 5 years.

The first day of the building was made up and made swathes of the size of the building using thread to build the mosque and some of the rooms were passed without any strange events. The only strange incident was experienced by workers who built a mosque in the backyard, where cigarettes and two coffee cups suddenly ran out without anyone knowing who drank them.

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Second day at Tahfiz house,

That morning around 7.05 wib, Haji Abas laid the first stone for the construction of the Tahfiz mosque. But before laying the first stone was first carried out the procession of the four corners of the wind.

Four ustad people stood at each corner of the mosque construction area facing the direction of South, North, East and West. Then alternately four ustads chanting the azan from their respective positions. A moment later the first man facing west began to chant the azan;

"Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar. (2x).

Asyhadu allaa willaaha. (2x).

Ashhadu anna Muhammadar rasuulullah. (2x)"

Just arriving at the third azan word, suddenly there was a sound of wind blowing loudly from the banyan tree. The tree seemed to sway slowly at first but the longer the tree wanted to move wildly let out a gust of wind that was getting louder moving the leaves to and fro making the leaves fly in all directions.

Haji Abas and the construction workers were surprised not to play. Instantly, the four oustads who had been preaching the azan stopped while continuing to try to survive from where he stood by the strong wind that hit them.

The tightness of the wind gust was so felt that it made their bodies shaky and pushed. The wind was as if swirling to form a spiral in the middle of the area to be built mosque to decide the threads that are used as the size and boundary of the foundation of the mosque construction.

Feeling the unnatural wind, Haji Abas immediately sat cross-legged on the grass with difficulty while maintaining his balance due to the wind. Immediately he closed his eyes, the prayer beads in his right hand began at his feet as his mouth uttered thoughts;

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

Like there are two major forces that collide with each other in the middle of the area of the mosque construction site causing shock to push four people ustad muazin and the porters of the building were thrown from their positions.

Four oustads that mengntunkan azan fell into their respective positions, while the 10-something porters of the building who originally sat around the area also likely as far as 3 meters from the place.

The voice of Haji Abas was heard vibrating with his dagger full of pressure, but continued to try not to be interrupted even though his body shifted backwards driven by the magical power that hit him.

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

“Subhanallah walhamdulillah wala’ilaha illallah.”.

Simultaneously the prayer beads were thrown and floated into the middle of the mosque construction area, suddenly there was a bang accompanied by a loud enough vibration that was very surprising.

Booom!!!

Everything around the place felt her chest tight and pounding. A moment later after the sound of the bang disappeared, the whirlwind and the blow suddenly disappeared instantly.

“Ustad, continue the azan!” haji Abas exclaims on the four ustads who are assigned as muazin.

“Hayya 'alashshalaah.(2x).

Hayya 'realm. (2x).

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar. (1x).

Laa ilaaha illallaah. (1x)”.

After the four corners of the wind is completed in Azani and then continued by echoing the iqomah simultaneously.

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The New House of Thunder...

That morning at the same time, Karmila was doing his usual activities such as living in the old house, which is watering the flower plants that he just planted yesterday. Karmila so enjoy the cool morning air while holding a hose that destroys water directed from one plant to another.

The sound of the home environment away from the noise of traffic made Karmila so I enjoyed the atmosphere that morning. Suddenly Karmila stopped her activity, she felt her chest pounding, her heart beating fast.

Karmila twirled her head around her, her eyes glancing around but she found nothing around her. Debaran on his chest felt increasingly sanser, his instincts said that something was going on.

"Thunder?!" pekik Karmila then ran into the house.

Tok...

"Guuuun...! Guntuuur...!"

Jekrekks! the door to the room was opened from inside.

"Mammy? What the hell is mah?!" tanya Thunder lazily with eyes still sleepy.

Mamah Karmila who saw Thunder in a fine state was stunned where he stood. He could not speak to give an excuse to Thunder.

"Mom why?!" tanya Guntur repeated full of astonishment to see his mother dumbfounded.

"Eh, you.. Mm, not so. Continue to sleep Gun, hehehehe.." said mamah Karmila a little awkward, then he turned the body passed from the door of Thunder's room.

Thunder was more astonished to see his mama behavior like a confused person and became clumsy. But not trying to find out, he prefers to continue his sleep mumpung at the weekend.

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