Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??

Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??
A very peaceful day



Food is available at the dining table.


The house is clean and tidy.


"Oh, this is all the food..??" said Roses put breakfast on the dinner table.


"Dear, hopefully Pak kyai and his wife like yes" said Mr. Lastri out of the kitchen.


"Definitely dong buk, mother's cuisine is the most delicious" said Rawar hugging his mother.


"Yes must be delicious dong Mawar, the mother who helped aja aja drooling with the aroma of your mother's cooking" said Pak kyai's wife out of the kitchen.


"Alhamdulillah" said Pastri.


"Assalammualaikum", said Pak kyai from the doorstep of the house.


"Walaikumsalam" said Mawar, Pastri and Pak kyai's wife together.


"God, I have known the Rose for a long time, only this time I saw she was really veiled" said Pak Kyai sitting at the dinner table.


"Lhoo la trus every lecture at the mosque Mawar not veiled anyway sir.??" said Pak kyai's wife took rice for Pak kyai.


"It is not so buk, but the Rose Hijab every time we teach is only a long veil that is only wrapped around the head, even the Rose wears it when it has arrived at the Mosque, and remove it when out of the mosque", said mr. kyai.


"Kok so Roses.??" said Pak kyai's wife in wonder.


"Roses are afraid of being caught by Mami when Roses have been teaching buk" said Roses.


"Oh Allah, may this time be true when you can hijab yes son" said Pak kyai's wife.


"Let's have breakfast first, then let it be, may it bring us closer to God" said Pak kyai.


"Amin", said the Rose, take rice for the mother and wife of Pak kyai.


"Still the Rose", said Pak Kyai's wife ate her breakfast.


"Emmm very good cuisine, mom pesen where..?" said Pak kyai look greedy eating.


"This is what cook mbak Lastri lhoo pak" said Pak kyai's wife.


"God, you have an idea of buk, what if Pastri becomes a cook in our pesantren.??, and Roses can also go to school and teach there" said Pak Kyai gave a suggestion.


"It is also good idea sir, the rose is also not safe if there is in this village, you want the Rose" said Pak kyai's wife.


"You buk, you want, thank God, is it buk..??" said Rose like getting a way out of his problem.


"Thank you sir, buk, we are very helped" said Mbak Lastri hugging the Rose happily.


"Alhamdulillah, later tonight I will take you there, now we finish breakfast well" said Pak kyai continue to eat.


That afternoon after the prayer, Mawar continued his recitation of the Koran.


...Surah Al - An’am Verse 127...


Translation: For them (provided) darussalam (paradise) is with his Lord and He is their Protector because of the righteous deeds they have always done.


Tafsir Jalalain:  ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ For them, (on the side of their Lord and He is their Protector because of the good deeds they have always had work it).


Ibn Kathir's Exegesis: ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ) That is, Heaven.  ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ (On the side of their Lord) It means that one day it will be on the Day of Resurrection. Allah names Heaven in this verse as “Darussalam” is, because their salvation is on the way through the straight path by following in the footsteps and ways of the Prophets. As they have survived the danger of crooked roads, so they have come to “Darussalam”.


^^^ ⁇ (And He is their protector) It means that Allah SWT is their guardian, helper, and supporter.  ⁇ hardt. ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ (Because of the good deeds they always do) That is, in return for their righteous deeds, Allah SWT protects and rewards them with His mercy and grace.^^^


The rose read it solemnly, ' when Pak Kyai and his wife were passing in front of the Rose room.


Pastri was busy preparing dinner.


Mr. Kyai and his wife stopped in front of the door of the half-open Rose room.


"God, sir, the beautiful true reading of the Rose surah" said Pak kyai's wife.


"Alhamdulillah, my upbringing is not wrong all this time, although he was born in an environment far from God, but he can be educated and have the determination to believe in Allah, subhanallah", said Pak Kyai moved with the figure of the Rose.


A child who is eager to kiss heaven.


Tok.tokkp.


"Assalammualaikum, Roses.??" said mr. kyai.


The Rose reading stopped, looking towards Pak kyai.


"Shodakallahhul'azim, (shut his quran)....Walaikumsalam pak kyai, mother, let's please come in", said Rose stood kissing the back of the hand of Pak kyai and his wife.


"I noticed, every time you read the Quran, you never forget to read the verse, why..??", said Pak kyai.


"This verse is my reinforcement when weak and falling pak kyai, that God has prepared a place so beautiful for his servant who fears" said Rose embraced his Koran.


"God, my mother is proud of you Roses" said Pak Kyai's wife hugging Roses.


"You indeed every prayer always takes the time to read the quran.??" asked mr. kyai.


"No kyai sir, if at home, I can't always read the Quran, not even our quran, we hide it in the corner of the closet and lock it, so that my mother can't find it.


We pray silently, then how can we freely read the Quran.??, it is in the house of the kyai sir that I feel free, I could pray quietly and read the Quran without feeling any wasteland. It feels so peaceful here, even though I am still a day here but I feel my life is much more meaningful and peaceful in this one day", the Rose hugged his Quran tighter and tighter.


Pak Kyai's wife could not help but cry, she hugged and kissed the Rose's forehead with tears.


"If you may ask, you want God to give you a daughter like the Rose, the character of the prospective inhabitants of heaven, God willing" said Pak Kyai's wife.


"Stay Istiqomah yes Roses, always remember Allah in this life" said Pak Kyai stroking the Rose hijab.


The rose nodded and smiled.


Pastri's sister who had just watched their conversation outside the room cried without a sound.


"O Allah strengthen the Rose of my son", Lastri said a prayer always in his heart for his beloved son.