Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Creed Love!

The sound of crying sounded jarring in everyone's sense of hearing. Yes, at this moment Matthew was crying as if his tears were coming out of the tap. He could not help the rumbling in his heart, there was no more happiness or smiles adorning his handsome face, and it made Mr. Alan feel a deep sadness.

"A-abi, make me a part of you. I-I want to be like you guys." Matthew said in a soft voice. He cupped both hands in front of his chest even though his head was still in the lap of Mr. Alan.

"Refal, Son. Please contact Lord and Madam God. Ask that they immediately depart from Bali to Jakarta immediately." Lord Alan commanded Refal while holding the sturdy shoulders of Refal.

"Seeing Nak Matthew's condition, Abi was worried that her parents would blame us." Please call Mr. Alan again.

"Already, Bi. Refal has asked Bima to contact Lord God. God willing if there is no interruption they will arrive tonight." Refal reopened his voice, telling his father-in-law that he was a swift Governor, always acting before he was even asked.

"A-abi help me be a part of you. I beg. Hicks.Hiks." Matthew's crying voice came back, every time he realized he would start talking while crying.

"Mr Alan, it seems that Hidayah's light began to caress the depths of Matthew's heart. I'm so happy to see all this, God chose it." Shaykh Basar, the High Priest of Masjit looks glassy. For the first time he witnessed a miracle of this magnitude. Even worshippers who had been angry because Matthew disturbed the peace of worship were seen to begin to soften. There was no more anger, there was only a look of sadness.

"Shaykh, do whatever the Shaykh thinks is right. I'm sure Nak Matthew thought of everything long before he came here." Mr. Alan gave his opinion after weighing the words of Matthew who wanted to be like him.

"Son Matthew, open your eyes, son. You want to ask."

"Mmmm!" Matthew opened his eyes, there was great sadness in them. Not only opened his eyes, Matthew tried to get up and sit with the rest of his energy, he tried to shake off all the fear in his heart.

"Now say clearly what the heart of Son Matthew wants. Son Matthew need not fear the anger of everyone in this house of God, for we guarantee the salvation of Son Matthew." Mr. Alan asked as he clasped Matthew's fingers.

While Rebal was sitting next to the Imam, he only wanted to be a good listener.

"I-I want to be like you guys, I want to use the peci, I also want to run to Masjit like Governor Refal and stand behind the Shaykh to perform the prayer. Can I do that?" Matthew's words sounded like a soothing rain.

Allah Akbar.

Allah Akbar.

Masjit in the city center was again filled by Takbir and Tahmid. It shakes the soul of all the worshippers present inside and outside it. They never expected to learn a valuable lesson.

"Subhanallah... This is big news, Mr. Alan. Ananda Matthew says he wants to embrace Islam." Shaykh Basar as the High Priest of Masjit was seen moving blue, for the first time in life, he cried in front of many people.

"Son Matthew is convinced by Nak Matthew's decision to embrace Islam?"

"The father asked because I didn't want Nak Matthew to regret it."

"There is no compulsion to embrace Islam. So Matthew's son don't even think about doing all this just out of love for a woman." Mr. Alan continued, and as a man, he could read Matthew's mind that this young man before him was a love-worshiping poet.

"Alhamdulillah, Son. You are so happy, even Heaven misses you. Now I'm sure God really chose you." Mr. Alan shed tears again.

And so did Rebal who sat beside the high priest, the young Governor could not resist the melt for the sake of the clear water melt that came out of his eyes. This afternoon was so draining of his emotions.

Oh Allah... Fazila! This event happened at your will but through the whisper of love that you wrote in Matthew's heart. I trust you more, God. And I love Fazyakan even more.

So it is true that Mother-in-law said, My Fazila is really a Creep From Heaven. Because he is a man who does not know you will pledge himself to be a Muslim. I beg you, if there is my goodness and the goodness of Fazila, and the cause of that goodness awaken my Fazila, be aware. Refal again asked in his heart without being able to resist the melt of his tears.

"In order to become a Muslim, Matthew had to say the Shahada. Can Matthew follow Shaykh Basar?" Mr. Alan asked while cleaning Matthew's face with a wet tissue, Mr. Alan did not even feel disgusted when he had to clean the mucus coming out of the nose of a Matthew Adyamarta.

Matthew could only nod to show his seriousness.

"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu." The Imam began to read the words of the Creed to guide Matthew. Really, the middle-aged man's tears were dripping profusely. His whole body is shivering.

"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu." Said Matthew with all his might, his breathing going up and down. There was a feeling of relief in his heart, yet he did not know what it was.

"Wa asyhadatna Muhammadar Rasuulullah." The Imam again for a second time.

"Wa asyhaduanna Muhammadar Rasuulullah. Connect matthew again. He clasped the hand of Rehal hard. He was not even aware of what he was doing, then how could Refal complain of pain when the figure in front of him looked alarming.

"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu. Muhammadar Rasuulullah." Matthew said again without being led by anyone. He sounded smooth, his face that had been showing off fear had now turned full of smiles.

Allah Akbar.

Allah Akbar.

Takbir re-echoed, welcoming this great happiness.

"Good Nak. Now you're a Muslim." The High Priest Masjit. He embraced Matthew, then kissed his forehead while praying for Matthew to become a devout Muslim and istikomah no matter how much the temptation that would come paralyzed his faith.

"Welcome my brother. Now we are brothers in Faith and Islam." Refal said he hugged Matthew to describe how grateful he was.

It is not only Mr. Alan, Rephal and the High Priest who feel happy. All the pilgrims present at Masjit this afternoon looked happy as well as shed tears.

Isn't this an incredible sight? So do not ask why all pilgrims present for Friday prayers this time also witnessed a Matthew Adyamarta reading the Creed, Love, because this event does present a deep day that can cause tears to drip unexpectedly.

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