GOODBYE

GOODBYE
75 Because of goats



Two years passed, until the end of time for the location of this mind in the land of Pakunken. Land owners will reuse their land. He wants to build a rental tenement business and boarding rooms there. Reportedly, this effort is indeed no death in Magelang. Had been sluggish briefly affected by the monetary crisis, now it seems to be starting to get excited again. The factory employees who are mostly immigrants need a place to live, right?


“There are already friends who want to give capital to join the business with me,” he said. “But, my feeling is not good to Mr. Kas...”.


“Why?” Akas.


“Yaa, not good sir,” he smiled back.


Then, they both laughed softly. There is no problem because there is no problem. Uniquely, in connection with this, the owner even gave “uang a bad feeling” to Akas. He said thank you for the land that was originally just empty land and the luggage is haunted to be “live” dzikir. “Because hear dzikir here that's why my friend wants to put capital. He said, the location that is often used dhikr, the aura is good for business. This is him who said it himself, sir,” said the owner.


I smiled, "God has all the stories. Not me, not us. No one, nothing.”


The owner of the mangosteen. Hopefully understand.


Thus. So, this mind moved from Pakunchen to Ulekan. In accordance with existing financial capabilities, the students agreed to move their minds to a rented house in a simple housing complex that is still counted in the Ulekan area. Not many residents of this housing, the construction has not been a hundred percent round. Building materials are still piled up here and there. That is what it is, and thank God.


Then, join the Ulekan force tiffi-tifli. One of them was named Asep, a neighbor of the road difference with Akas in this housing. Sababiah, goat. The story goes that it was near the Qurbani. Confused Asep over the status of a goat he had bought. His initial intention was to be made a sacrifice for his son. Please understand, it's not easy for him to hold this. It takes a year he sets aside little by little from his income as a strata factory employee in general. Then, when the goat was available, he got the news that it was not permissible to sacrifice before the aqiqah. The thing is, this kid hasn't been told....


So, how about now? The rules in the goat seller are clear, “ items that have been purchased cannot be returned”. Want to be maintained, do not allow the place because here housing. Will be bought one more to be enough for aqiqah boys whose rules are two tails, no funds. Want to be slaughtered as just meat, it tastes excessive. Try offered to neighbors, not sold even though it has been given a good discount. Continues, how?


Finally, he came to Akas. The times Mr. Akas who taught dhikr had a second opinion. You see, the ustadz-ustadz around this housing is the same opinion about it, must be aqiqah first before the qurban. In other words, it is not lawful to have its victim without an aqiqah. Then, Akas smiled as usual...


“Where is your heart, Sep?” she asked.


“That is, Sir?” Asep asked back, not yet clear.


“On this matter, where is your heart?”


Asep speechless, think like, “My intention, sir?”


“Bby,” Akas nodded.


“Ya for qurban. From the first of his intentions it was.”


“Ya already, carry out, hehehe...”.


Asep tickled, “Emang can, sir? Does he have to be aqiqah first?”


“Then, aqiqahlah first,” Akas mesem.


“Lho, how the hell is this Father? Was the problem already told me?”


“Hehehe..., Asep, Asep. Word of God, waman yu'min billaahi yahdi qalbah. Whoever believes in Him will guide His heart. See in the letter at-Taghaabun verse eleven. Well, his lead is in the heart, Sep. Not anywhere else. Ask your heart with all your faith. Already, do not dizzy, later even lust. Remember, when you are too fussy about the outside aspect, then your lust comes into play there.”


Asep mangosteen, “So can, Sir?”


Akas mesem, “That was, ask your heart. For, the fact of all deeds is in the heart, not in the eidat, hehehe..”.


Asep smiled as well.


It's early. Then, after the goat business was settled, he also diligently visited the house of his neighbor. This question is a question that is definitely not a class of goats because he shot a lot about kamil people, perfect people. May also Sumedang youth whose fingers are “thumbs all these”. Naturally, because Asep was big and claimed that his past was a lot in the rice fields. Regular, macul....


“Where do you know about these kamil-pregnancy?” ask Akas.


“Read a book, Sir. I have a translation of the book of Insan Kamil, written by Sheikh Abdul Karim al-Jili.”


Akas mangosteen, “If so, in the book there must have been an explanation, right? It's called Insan Kamil..”.


Akas laughs, “Try to grab the book, I want to see.”


Asep nodded, then went home. A moment later it was back again carrying the book “musikan” it. I read it briefly, then grimaced. Frankly, it is not wrong with the allegations of Asep. It is felt that the translator of this book did not understand the meaning that he translated. He's really just translating the doang. Very dry language, swirling style mosquito repellent burn quality “BS”, below standard. Just make it stuffy, poison everything but mosquitoes.


“Where, Sir?” ask Asep.


Akas nodded his mesem.


“Can I ask for an explanation?”


“Bby, as long as not much. Danger, hehehe...”.


Asep glared for a moment, then marbled. Next, he was busy storming Akas with nothing he did not understand from the extraordinary book that was translated. Akas replied with simplified language. Pity if it is difficult, then even more confused. After all, what Sheikh Abdul Karim al-Jili discussed as he had felt so far. It's not strange anymore for Akas. Yeah, that's how it is.


“So, sir, the perfection of man is in the blowing of My Spirit?” ask Asep.


Faidzaa sawwaytuhu wa nafakhtu fiihi min ruuhii faqa'u lahu saajidin. So when I have perfected its occurrence and have breathed into it My Spirit, then subject you to it with prostration (QS. al-Hijr: 29).


“Yes, because of this, the angels were ordered to prostrate. Obey all, except our close friend, hehehe... Dissenting him, feeling the fire higher than the ground. And, because of this too many of us think that the ground is tired of the glorious fire. Though, not so. Land, fire, water and wind of equal dignity, Asma-ming God. What elevated us above all beings was that. Actually so. Then, because we are not aware of this dignity, we become trapped in the gutter with worms. Careful, hehehe...”.


Tsumma radadnaahu asfala. Then We returned him to his lowest place (QS. at-Tin 5)


“Kok is unable to realize, sir? Isn't it obvious that humans are the most perfect?”


“Woo, not this easy thing. Do not think just by hearing the news is perfect. Being able to realize it means feeling. For only by feeling is there consciousness. If you do not feel, what do you realize? Stories are not consciousness, consciousness comes from taste. So, Sep.”


Asep mangosteen.


“As thick as this book is, Shaykh Abdul Karim al-Jili is just talking about going from one back to one. Already, khatam the story. Because perfection is there, not in the latter. Try, which do you think is more true between these two approaches, the existence of the universe proves the existence of God, or the existence of God proves the existence of the universe?”


Asep silently thought, “It's like the first one, sir. The existence of a chair booked the existence of a chair maker. Yes, right?”


“Hehehe. In fact, those two opinions contain the truth. Both are true on their own level. But, if according to Sheikh Abdul Karim, it is true that the second. Frankly, I agree with him.It is precisely the existence of a chair maker that proves the existence of a chair. Hayo, confused isn't it?” Akas smiled seductively.


Asep....


“In fact, Sep, at one point, the chair was no more. Disappear him. It's just the chair maker, hehehe.... Hayo's? Confused, right? Already ah, pity me if you become gawking like this, hehehe..”.


“For a while, Sir. It's not clear yet this is the question. Must be completed.”


Akas continued chuckling. “What is unclear? Wouldn't one be many and then one return? Where are many? It's in the one. Where is the one? It's in a lot. That's all you have to bother.”


“Repot, Sir. How's this story?”


“Hehe.... The story? There's no story, Sep. For He alone has the right to say Me. What was conveyed by Sheikh Abdul Karim, starting from the realm of ahadiyah, wahdat, wahidiyah, spirits, ajsam, mishal, to human kamil, just a picture of the process. The process of single back manunggal. What he called the human nature kamil is “wudya human form” alam ahadiyah. A picture of true perfection in the crucible of humanity. Man who is able to achieve the seventh dignity of nature is called kamil-mukamil. Already, out of things.”


Asep is back....


“Don't go all the way imagining these realms, huh? Because, it is not far away. Wa nahnu aqrabu ilaihi min hablil wariid, We are closer to him than to his neck veins. Look at the letter of Qaaf verse sixteen. Well, which other side is still unclear?”


So Asep shook his head slowly. Akas smiled seeing the appearance of “tag” in this young man. His taufik has come, just waiting for His guidance, There must be both.


Then, tomorrow Asep was “KO” poked Akas with questions, “You want his knowledge or story?” He obviously wants his knowledge. When asked, “Every good?” Strictly he replied, “Siap!” Yes already, because His taufik and guidance are already complete. Shining brightly....