Love Me Mas
PART 14'S
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I was stunned, watching an arid cantile tree without flowers, its leaves falling, the smell was no longer as fragrant, Maybe that was my parable. But I also could not bear to force Xan Xan to become my madam and make her a child factory for my happiness and Mas Hasan is not that selfish?
"Dick"
"Dalem Mas" he hugged me from behind, and his affection flowed in my heart, even when I was not perfect, he did not divorce me or curse me.
"Building kromo ingkang satuu, efficient boten ngagem sepisan roso katresnan. Hananging need blonde katresnan lumeber ning couple uripmu siji kui.”
(A successful marriage does not require falling in love once, but repeatedly falling in love with the same person.) I still remember very well pepiling Mbah princess to me.
"What book is this?"
"Durratun Nasihin dik, more complete Durratun Nashihn fil Wa’zhi wal Irshid by Shaykh ‘Utsma'n bin Hasan bin Ahmad you never paid, right?"
"Yes but have forgotten, my Book is also not full like Mas's, the writing is chaotic many empty, many empty, well later if pas checked with Ustazd I just write songs but use the writing pegon hahahaha"
"But how can you make a translation of the Uyun and Uqudullijain?"
"Yes if it's different again Mas discussed right anu" I bow my head while blushing, two weeks more indeed we do not combine love.
"Yes you learn again yeh dih, open the book so as not to be bored"
"Yes Mai would rather learn the same Mas Hasan can while gini" I went to Mas Hasan's lap, actually I'm awkward it feels like a newlywed back. I have my head on his shoulder.
"Do you know the story of Abu Dahdah who went to heaven to help orphans?"
I didn't answer just shaking my head.
"At the time of the Prophet SAW there were orphans, in the yard of his house there were 1 date palm tree belonging to a neighbor. Because there is a need, then the orphan asked the sincerity of the owner of the date palm tree to give 1 tree to him.
The orphan said, “you have a lot of date palms, losing 1 tree will not harm you at all. So I beg you to let it be”. But the neighbor refused.
This child complained to the Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wassalam about the problem. Then the apostle of Allah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wassalam said to the neighbor of the child, “give him, you will get 1 date palm tree in paradise”. Unfortunately, the orphan's neighbors still do not want to give it.
Quickly then Abu dahdah radhiallahu ‘anhu said to the neighbor of the orphan, “You know my date orchard?”
“Did there be someone in Medina who did not know the garden?”, replied the neighbor of the orphan (this shows that the garden owned by abu dahdah is popular among the citizens of Medina).
“I bought 1 of your date trees with my garden is”, said abu dahdah steadily.
The only property belonging to the ashes at that time, the date orchard containing 500-600 trees, was finally sold with 1 date palm tree belonging to the neighboring orphan.
Then abu dahdah went to meet the apostle of Allah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wassalam and said, “O Prophet, I have bought the date palm tree, I pay with my garden. Now I give the date tree to you”.
“Astep many bunches of fragrant dates belong to abu dahdah in heaven someday”, replied the apostleullah shallallahu ‘alaihi wassalam to abu dahdah.
Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wassalam said the sentence not only 1 or 2 times. Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wassalam said the sentence repeatedly until abu dahdah went to meet his family.
“wahai umm dahdah, come out of it, I have sold it with 1 tree in paradise”, said abu dahdah to his wife.
Umm dahdah (wife of abu dahdah) also replied, “A lucky steps to sell and buy (business) that you have done it”.
“How many date palms are down because of the dense fruit, the roots of pearls and Yaqut, for Abu Dahdah in heaven.”(Tafsir Ibn Abi Hatim, 12/286 and Tafsir Ibn Kathir, 8/14)
"Not only that, but the Prophet also once cared for orphans" Mas Hasan continued his story.
One day, the Prophet came out of the house to pray Eid al-Fitr. While the little ones were playing happily in the streets, it appeared that a little boy was sitting away opposite them. In very simple clothes and looking gloomy, he sobbed.
Seeing this phenomenon the Prophet immediately approached the child. “Nak, why are you crying? You're not playing with them?” The Prophet opened the conversation.
The little boy who did not recognize that the adult in front of him was the Prophet replied, “Uncle, my father has died. He followed the Prophet in the face of the enemy in a battle. But he died in that battlefield.”
The apostle of Allah Shallallahu 'alaihi wasallam continued to follow the story of the gloomy child. Groping where the end of the story is, the Prophet listened carefully to the series of events and the unfortunate fate that befell the child.
“My mother married again. He ate my inheritance, father's legacy. Her husband kicked me out of my own home. Now I have nothing. Food, drink, clothing, and shelter. I'm a nobody. But today, I saw my peers celebrate the feast with their father. And my feelings are ruled by the fate of a fatherless void. That's why I cried.”
Hearing this saying, the Prophet's mind was filled. It turns out that there were orphans from friends who died defending religion and the Apostles on the battlefield suffered this unfortunate fate.
The Prophet immediately controlled himself. The apostle who was sitting opposite this child immediately clasped his arm.
“Nak, listen carefully. Would you like me to be a father, Aisha to be your mother, Ali as uncle, Hasan and Husein as brothers, and Fatimah as your sister?” ask Rasulullah.
Hearing the offer, the boy understood instantly that the adult before him was none other than Prophet Muhammad shallallahu 'alaihi wasallam. “Why not, yes Rasulullah?” answer the child with an open smile.
The Prophet then brought his adopted son home. There the boy was given the best clothes. He is welcome to eat until full. His appearance is noticed and then given fragrance. After everything was done, he came out of the house with a smile and a happy face. Seeing the drastic change in this child, his companions asked.
“Before this you cried. But now you seem so happy?” “Truely my best friend. I was hungry, but look, not anymore. I'm already full. I used to be undressed, but now look. Now I'm wearing nice clothes. I used to be an orphan, but now I have a very caring family. Prophet Muhammad my father, Aisha my mother, Hasan and Husein my brother, Ali my uncle, and Fatimah is my sister. Am I not happy?.”
Hearing his best friend, they seemed to want a similar fate. “Aduh, try our father also died in that war so that we are also appointed as children by the Prophet SAW.”
Time keeps going. Age is increasing. The happiness of this child was lost when an interval of several years after that Rasulullah Shallallahu 'alaihi wasallam died.
Lamenting the departure of the noblest foster father, he went out of the house while sprinkling dust on his head. “Celaka, what a wretch. Now I'm back in isolation. I'm nobody anymore. I am now an orphan. Sepi,” said sobbing.
This story is quoted from Durratun Nashihin by Sheikh Usman bin Hasan bin Ahmad Syakir Al-Khubawi, without years, Surabaya, Syirkah Ahmad bin Saad bin Saad bin Nabhan wa Auladuh, pages 264-265
I still hear what Mas Hasan told me. Why didn't I adopt an orphan? When it comes to nasab, aren't there many orphans whose nasab is also good?
"What if we take care of orphans? isn't that also noble Mas?"
Hadith the history of Imam Bukhari
عَنْ سَهْلٍ بْنِ سَعْدٍ قَالَ : قَالَ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ صَلَّى اللَّهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ : ” أَنَا وَكَافِلُ الْيَتِيمِ فِي الْجَنَّةِ هَكَذَا ، وَأَشَارَ بِالسَّبَّابَةِ وَالْوُسْطَى وَفَرَّجَ بَيْنَهُمَا شَيْئًا
From Sahl bin Sa’ad r.a said: “Rasulullah SAW said: “I and the person who kept the orphan in heaven like this.” He hinted with his index and middle fingers and stretched them both.”
David a.s said: “Take you to orphans as a loving father.”
From Abu Hurairah r.a said: Prophet Muhammad SAW said: “I and the one who keeps orphans in heaven, like this (while stretching the index and middle fingers).”
Hadith the history of the Muslim Imam
كَافِلُ الْيَتِيمِ لَهُ أَوْ لِغَيْرِهِ أَنَا وَهُوَ كَهَاتَيْنِ فِي الْجَنَّةِ وَأَشَارَ مَالِكٌ بِالسَّبَّابَةِ وَالْوُسْطَى
“The one who bore (groomed) his orphan or someone else's, me and him are like these two fingers in heaven.” Malik (perowi hadith) hints index finger and middle finger.” (CHR. Muslim)
Hadith the history of Thabrani
مَنْ ضَمَّ يَتِيْمًا بَيْنَ أَبَوَيْنِ مُسْلِمَيْنِ فِيْ طَعَامِهِ وَ شَرَابِهِ حَتَّى يَسْتَغْنِيَ عَنْهُ وَجَبَتْ لَهُ الْجَنَّةُ
Narrated by Abu Ya’la and Thobrani, Shahih At Targhib Al Albani that: “Whoever would include an orphan between two Muslim parents, in his eating and drinking, he said, so that enough then he must go to heaven.”
There was a man who came to the Prophet Muhammad SAW to complain about the hardness of his heart. The Prophet asked him: do you like it? If your heart becomes soft and your needs can be met? Love the orphan by rubbing his face, and give food from your food, then surely your heart becomes soft and your needs can be met.”
Hadith narrates Ahmad and Abu Dawud
ياَ سَائِبُ انْظُرْ أَخْلاَقَكَ الَّتِيْ كُنْتَ تَصْنَعُهَا فِيْ الجْاَهِلِيَّةِ فَاجْعَلْهَا فِيْ اْلإِسْلاَمِ. أَقْرِ الضَّيْفَ و أَكْرِمِ الْيَتِيْمَ وَ أَحْسِنْ إِلَى جَارِكَ
“Oh Saib, pay attention to the morality you used to do when you were in ignorance, so do it in Islam. Guest, honor the orphans and do your good to your neighbors.”
تيم كالتالي لرعاية حقوق الأقارب وذلك لأنه لصغره لا ينتفع به وليتمه وخلوه عمن يقوم به ، يحتاج إلى من ينفعه والإنسان قلما يرغب في صحبة مثل هذا ، وإذا كان هذا التكليف شاقاً على النفس لا جرم كانت درجته عظيمة في الدين .
Orphans are like people after relatives in the obligation to fulfill their rights, it is because still the leakage of orphans are not able to provide benefits for their solitude, he said, the absence of the person who bears it requires people who care about its fate, and rarely people who care about their fate.And when bearing the needs and love them is a very heavy thing then ensured by religion for the insurer entitled to a great degree.
[Tafsir ar - Raazy II/201]
"Aren't we really noble for people who want to help love orphans like their own children?"
Mas Hasan had no time to answer, but I was surprised by the arrival of Ning Mirza she was wearing a black robe and also a light brown hijab. What surprised me more was a man in white cocoa, with a black sarong and black peci, he was with ning Mirza, a man I had loved when I went to school, his tall body narrowed eyes, his sharp nose, his pure white skin is not wrong, he is Kang Taufiq.
Kang Taufiq looked at me deeply from a distance. Highlight his eyes as if saving a longing, a longing mixed with regret, for what is he coming now? didn't he ignore me? even when I waited for him, rejecting 25 men for various reasons, why did he not come?
and now when I already have Mas Hasan he comes just to remind me of a million memories.
"Who is sis?" ask Mas Hasan.
"Ahh emmm no, no one." I could barely answer, but my heart was pounding, my cheeks flushed.
"Why aren't you, brother? how come your face is so red?"
"No Mas, Mai wanted to grab a drink first" I moved from Mas Hasan's lap, hoping he would not push me anymore, rushing to lock the room door with an erratic feeling.
"Dikkk drink it in the kitchen."
"Dikkk"
"Dikkkk"
Oh my God, Hasan keeps pounding on the door. I should how? ahh or pretend to faint.
the author up this episode is hyungg?
