
Surya welcomes the wind that combs the lush trees of the village, a peaceful village that is beautiful with all its harmony, in the village full of balance there is a handsome young man, who has a beautiful, he named Imran he was strong worship and very diligent to go to work to destroy the fields of his father Imran.
Day after Day was passed by Imran as a young man who worked as a farmer, when the sun greeted his village warmly he went to welcome the blessing of his god, he said, and as the moon gave her greeting and wrapped around her shimmering black curtain the star Imran gave thanks for all the favors she received, it never crossed her mind to try to become a diamond digger, he said, he just wants to be the root of the yam in his life.
The harvest season arrived, the fields that were longing had now begun to age, beautiful golden yellow but subdued her body, and her, Imran pays close attention to trying to pervade in his life that this is how life should be the more our lives sparkle beautifully the more down we should be, the more down we are, looking down as a form of humility to others and a form of humility to the Most Beautiful. After finishing harvesting what is rightfully his in this world then he carries out his duty of gratitude. In order to always create a balance that there are rights and obligations, until the next day he went to another village to sell his crops.
Indeed, every harvest activity Imran always went around to other villages to sell his crops, because his good manners again good morals make him famous as a young man, farmer and a good seller. So that every village he came to always welcome him well when he was just a simple farmer.
While selling in the village that he saw a beautiful woman from them so he fell in love and kasmaran. And it turns out, this beautiful woman was also so to him. Because I have heard a lot about Imran from the talk of people about his handsome face and also Akhlakya who is no less handsome so he fell in love.
Day after day Imran's feelings of love were unstoppable again finally Imran asked for help an elder to help him wave the woman from his father. But the father reported that his daughter had been betrothed to his cousin.poor luck can not be denied especially when love is blocked by a giant wall. However, the love of the two can not be extinguished even more blazing.
The woman finally sent someone a message to Imran, it read,
“I know how much you love me, and how much I tested with you. If you agree, I will go visit you or I will make it easier for you to come infiltrate my house”.
Replied by Imran earlier through his man, “I do not agree with the two alternatives, <TAG1>, verily, I fear that if I do my Lord a curse will befall me on the great day. I shudder at the thought of a fire that never shrinks and never goes out.”
When the message was conveyed to the woman, she said in her heart, “Then, it seems that she is still afraid of the Supreme Lord? By the Lord who created us both and the universe, no one has more right to fear HIM than anyone else. All servants are equally entitled to it.”
The sad news reached the ears of the young man but what power of the hand could not hug the mountain. And Imran often made pilgrimages to his grave, He wept and mendo’akanya. Until one day he fell asleep in his grave. She dreams of meeting her lover with a very good appearance. In a dream he asked, “How are you? And what do you get after you die?”
the woman replied, “Both love, O one who asks, is your love. A love that can lead me to goodness.”
The Imran asked, “If so, where are you headed?”
“I am now heading towards endless enjoyment and life. In Heaven an eternity that I can have and will never be broken.” The woman replied with a bright smile.
Imran said, “I hope you always remember me there, because I am here also never forget you.”
The woman replied “For the sake of Dzat who created the heavens and the earth, nor have I forgotten you. And I ask my Lord and your Lord Almighty that we may be gathered together. So, help me in this with your earnestness in worship.” With teary eyes
Imran asked, “When can I see you?”
Answer the woman: “Now you will come see me.”
Fourteen days after the dream had passed, the young man, called by God to his presence, died.