Love Fighters Al - Aqsa
CPA 19: Beautiful Flowers at Ustaz House
Darmawan and Irwan suddenly braked his laughter, when he saw the appearance of a beautiful young woman brilliantly in a yellow hijab. A pure white-faced Muslim woman with long eyebrows, like the wings of an eagle, emerged from the inner room. At the beginning of his appearance, his jelly face was decorated with a smile as sweet as palm sugar, as if the smile was innate from birth.
“Abi!” call him to the ustaz whose seat accompanies his coming.
Ustaz Abu Rosyid stopped laughing and turned to the girl whose age might be younger than Darmawan, but as tall as Irwan.
“His trial is ready,” the girl continued to the ustaz.
Ustaz Abu Rosyid nodded in understanding. The supposition made the beautiful Muslim woman turn away, go into the inner room.
“Mari, Son. We eat!” the word Ustaz Abu to Darmawan and Irwan who had been pecking in the time of suspicion of the emergence of a beautiful creature that was unexpected in such a short time.
Ustaz Abu got up first and walked in. Darmawan and Irwan got up as well and followed into the inner room.
Their entry was deeper in the big house, making both of them witness a fairly magnificent house with various equipment and home decorations that are classified as luxurious or expensive.
Although there is a dining room that has a dining table complete with chairs, the, but Darmawan and Irwan served a dish of lesehan on a green carpet in another room that has two large aquariums complete with attractive ornamental fish.
On one side of the room was a large and wide wine filled with a thick arrangement of books, be it the Quran with various patterns on the cover, he said, and the books of science in number.
On the outskirts of the dish had been sitting Gofur, waiting for Darmawan and Irwan to arrive.
Before Ustaz Abu Rosyid and his two guests also sat down, facing a dish that looked delicious with fresh vegetables, the beautiful Muslim woman still had time to come put a napkin to eat in the middle of the dish. The graceful movements of the girl inevitably attracted the attention of Darmawan and Irwan as young people. However, the attraction they hide as deeply and as subtle as possible.
“Ummi to where, Izzah?” ustaz Abu asked the girl who was his second child, his name was Azizah Dinarahmah, his call was Izzah. He was the brother of Gofur.
“To home Umi Dina briefly, Bi. Someone wants to borrow,” Azizah replied gently, giving a special appeal in the minds of Darmawan and Irwan who had sat facing dishes and dishes.
“Try to tell Sigar, there are two brothers to sort, fell down on the road!” the Ustaz Abu's.
“Iya, Bi,” obeyed Azizah then left.
Ustaz Abu then sat on the edge of the dish, but did not face a plate and did not move to take the prepared plate.
“Please, do not hesitate, Darmawan, Irwan. Muslims are one body, so do not hesitate and hold back, even though they only know Ustaz and only today eat at the house of Ustaz,” said Ustaz Abu.
“Iya, Ustaz!” answer the two together.
“Mari!” gofur said while moving spooning rice to Darmawan's plate, then to Irwan's plate. While the plate itself was already full of rice and side dishes.
“Ustaz don't eat?” ask Darmawan.
“Already with previous guests,” replied Ustaz Abu.
Darmawan and Irwan immediately complete the rice with fish dishes and fried chicken meat.
While filling the stomach and enjoying the tongue and throat, Ustaz Abu Rosyid conveyed a little about the meeting that took place a while ago at his home, along with a number of scholars and leaders of the struggle for freedom of Al-Aqsa Mosque.
“Action walk or longmarch will start from the Islamic Center Bekasi to the Islamic Center of North Jakarta, then finish at the United States Embassy and submit a statement letter to the Israeli puppet. If you both want and can exist on this agenda, Ustaz will place in the post that you can do without damaging your daily work activities. What is his daily job?”
“Means having time not tied to others?” the Ustaz Abu.
“Iya, Ustaz. I'm my own boss,” said Darmawan with a small laugh.
“If Nak Irwan?” ask Ustaz Abu.
“Labor factory, Ustaz,” Irwan replied.
“Labor factory but can come in today?” ask Ustaz Abu again.
“Curi-steal permission, Ustaz. But in the factory there can replace my duties occasionally,” kilah Irwan.
“Although this is for the benefit of Islam, but it is sought not to interfere with the source of supporting funds from this jihad. What if Nak Irwan is still independent? Shower eat and sleep still alone, no friend.”
“Iya, Ustaz,” replied Irwan while nodding shyly a little.
“That is to say, a mujahid is more powerful financially than a mujahid who is zero at all his maal infak (hartanya). Do not let the fi sabilillah (in the way of Allah) and its main source of income be mortgaged. If one mujahid without a living, Ustaz can still santuni. But if all mujahid asked for assistance, his jihad funds could be exhausted for the allocation of eating his mujahid,” said Ustaz. “An employee does have responsibilities to superiors and companies, but responsibilities to God are more important. However, if the two responsibilities can be fulfilled without anyone to be sacrificed, so that it can strengthen each other in balance, it is a much more important condition.”
“Iya, Ustaz,” Irwan mangosteen understand.
“However, there are times when we must choose between Allah and His Messenger with your responsibility, without being tolerated. Allah and His Messenger are to take precedence. Your business with the company and the boss is in God's business. How can we ignore God who holds our affairs with our superiors?”
“Iya, Ustaz,” Irwan mangosteen again while chewing his food.
“Say there is my brother who wants to be sorted, Ustaz?” ask someone just like that while walking up to come closer to the dining zone. The fat man was wearing a white T-Shirt with a black waistcoat. Although the appearance is far from the stature of an ustaz, but he sacrificed with a distinctive red-and-white checkered pattern cloth innate ole-ole pilgrims. The mature brown-skinned man was in his 40s. His name is Sigar Brajamusti.
“Bby nih!” sigar said with a smile immediately sat down to pick up a plate and a spoon of rice.
“I was watching, Mang Sigar was already eating in the early period,” said Gofur.
“Aah, one witness is not enough. After all, food will be overdone. I'm just helping to reduce the amount that will be split. After all, one man needs 2,500 calories per day. To order one patient only, I need a reserve of 1,000 calories. Two patients means 2,000 calories. Means having to add 2,000 more calories to stay fit throughout the day,” said Sigar counting while his hands are actively working on the dish.
Ustaz Abu Rosyid just laughed. Then he said, “This is two brothers we just got an incident. The massage is slow, so don't be surprised.”
“Ustaz already knows me as an expert on muscle, tendon and bone. Anyway guaranteed, later home with a memory,” said Sigar in a style that is so familiar with Ustaz Abu, like talking to a colleague.
“You two finish eating, then deal with Mr. Gisar. Again, do not hesitate, consider your own relatives because basically we are brothers as true. Ustaz had to go for another task,” Ustaz Abu told Darmawan and Irwan. “Before going home, Gofur will give you an idea of our action program and see in the post where you can synergize.”
“Good, Ustaz,” says Darmawan.
“Ustaz stay yes,” said Ustaz Abu while rising to his feet.
“Iya, Ustaz. Jazakallahu was surprised at his banquet,” said Darmawan.
“Wa iyyakum, may be a blessing to all of us,” said Ustaz Abu then turned around to go into another room of the house. (BH)
