HIDAYAH TO THE MAFIA.

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Ibnul Qoyyim rohimahullah said,

“Among God's perfect faith in His servants is to give the bitter test before being given pleasure. When God was about to perfect Adam's enjoyment of heaven, God gave him the pain of being taken out of heaven and feeling the pain of the world's life whose pleasure was tinged with fatigue.

Allah does not test His servant except because He wants to give him pleasure. Allah has not sent down any reinforcements to him except because He wants to give him salvation, Allah does not put him to death except because He wants to bring him back to life. He does not make the world full of fatigue except that the servant wishes for the life of the achherat..

And Allah did not test him with an unkind attitude of man, except that the servant return to Him.”.

(Mukhtashor Showa’iq Mursalah p. 844)

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"A-assalamu'alaikum Kyai? W-what the hell has happened to Mas Siddiq, Kyai?" ask Hidayah, with a voice that sounded vibrating.

Hearing Hidayah's voice, Ibrahim immediately turned to him, while returning his greetings. "Wa'alaikumus salam warahmatullahi wabarakatu," replied Ibrahim, sounding soft. While looking at the face of Hidayah, who was covered by his veil, with his loving gaze. For a moment he just fell silent, making Hidayah more curious.

"K-kyai? What happened to Mas Siddiq, Kyai?" ask Hidayah again, repeating the question.

"Son, are you patient? And now you better meet your husband inside. Because He is waiting for you" Ibrahim replied, sounding soft.

Hearing the words of Ibrahim, Hidayah's view immediately focused on the Toyota Avanza in front of him. With a hint of hesitation, he began to slowly move toward the car. And after he was right in front of the car door, he immediately grabbed, handle the car door, and immediately pulled it. And she saw her husband, who was lying weak, in a white dress, now turning red.

"Astaghfirullah's.. To Siddiq!" he shouted, then he turned his eyes back to Ibrahim. "Kyai, hurry! We need to get Mas Siddiq to Kyai's hospital quickly!" he shouted again, with a face that looked so anxious.

"Sorry, Son. It's not that Kyai won't take your husband to the hospital. But it is your husband who does not want to be taken to Nak's hospital" replied Ibrahim, with his helpless face.

"But Kyai, if left unchecked, will bah.." said Hidayah again. Yet again he finished his words, suddenly he heard the voice of Siddiq calling himself.

"Mas, Ana's here! We're going to the hospital, aren't we?" hidayah said, as he put his upper body only, into the Avanza car.

"Ma-af Dik, wak-tu Mas ting-gal sedi-kit again. Ja-di ma-suk-lah Dik, and de-kat-lah pa-da Mas," said Siddiq, raising his heavy hand, and as if he wanted to take Hidayah's hand.

Seeing her husband, who was trying to raise his hand, Hidayah went straight into the car. Then he grabbed Siddiq's head, and raised it on his lap. "Mass? Hiks... Why are you like this Sih Mas? Hiks.. hiks.. We're going to the hospital, huh Mas? You will definitely survive, you can listen to Ana right Mas? Hiks.." asked Hidayah, with a voice that sounded vibrating. In fact, his tears had flowed so hard that they fell down, and hit Siddiq's cheek.

Siddiq, who got teardrops from his wife who felt warm, made him immediately look into his eyes. Although his eyes felt heavy, he continued to try to hold it. Then he was also seen trying to raise his hand slowly and directly grabbed the black cloth that was covering Hidayah's face. After Hidayah's face was seen by him, he tried to smile at his wife, as he wiped Hidayah's tears.

"D-dik, you know what, you know what, can-tik? Ta-pi, that's ka-lau, you don't, ha-ngis, Dik. Ma-ka da-ri that, uh-hen-have you menagis huh? Bi-ar kecan-tikan ka-mu bi-sa Mas see to the end of the rule," said Siddiq, ignoring Hidayah's words.

"What the hell are you talking about? Hiks. hiks.. there must be no words for the last time Mas! Hiks .. hiks. That's why you have to go to the hospital! Let me save you!" reply to Hidayah, still with his trembling voice.

"Ma-af Dik's! Ma-af ka-rena Mas, ti-dak bi-sa melin-dungi ka-mu la-gi. W-tuk it's ja-galah ka-mu okay huh? And pray Mas-da, you must continue to live with happiness. And hopefully you will find the perfect husband and truly love you. Ka-mukan berja-nji Dik?" pinta Siddiq, with his visible eyes had started to be so heavy. And with the breath visible start one two.

Hearing her husband's request, Hidayah could not help but cry again, "Huhuhu.. Huhuhu.. Mas. hyks.. Ana wants to be the same Mas. hiks.." Hidayah replied.

"Ber-jan-jilah Dik, Mas su-dah ti-dak ku-at again ha. ha..Mas mo-hon, jjan-jilah bi-ar Mas per-gi de-ngan ten-ang.ssht.." pinta Siddiq, with a voice that sounded weaker.

Seeing her husband beginning to have difficulty breathing at last, Hidayah nodded his head, saying, "Well Mas, Ana promised.. Ana Promises to live happily hiks.hiks .."

Hearing his wife's reply, Siddiq smiled faintly, whispering, "Syu-kron, Zaw-jati, (Thank you my wife) goodbye, heums..." Siddiq breathed his last and was accompanied by his eyes that were immediately closed.

"Yes..! Hix.. Mas. wake up.hiks.. Noooo!! IT'S SIDDIIIQ!!" yell Hidayah hysterically. Breaking the silence of such a gripping night.

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