Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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Adhan reverberated in the Nabawi mosque as a sign of the entry at dawn. Pilgrims coming from all over the world flocked to establish congregational dawn prayers at the third mosque built by the Prophet Muhammad.

Azfan was speechless when he saw the sight before him, he was amazed and could not believe that he with a pair of legs could be here. Azfan rubbed his wet eyes, don't cry just yet, he thought. Because there are still many amazing places that he will come after this.

Azfan, Khalisa, Azka, Kirana and the rest of the group arrived in Medina at midnight last night and took a short break at the hotel. This morning prayer became the first worship they did after landing in King AbdulAziz Jeddah.

This was not the first time for Khalisa but he remained fascinated by the beauty of the city of Medina. This place is so quiet and always makes Khalisa miss him.

"Mother, next to Khalisa ya." Khalisa made sure Kirana was always nearby. Although not a child but Khalisa fear Kirana disappeared or stray.

Yellowish rays of the sun began to be seen in the eastern horizon. The blue sky without clouds spoils the eyes, not inferior to the view below - the ceiling of Medina is also fascinating. The warm and cool air can be felt at once.

"That's Umma." Azfan saw Khalisa chatting with some people, he stepped over to Khalisa and his mother.

Khalisa developed a smile seeing Azfan stepping towards him.

"Hey, Umma's son." Khalisa took over Azka, just separated for a while he already missed Azka a lot. "Azka did not pray?"

Azka nodded.

"Pinter the son of Umma." Khalisa kissed Azka many times.

"I want to get some water first, Azka is thirsty he said, if we go back to the hotel too far because soon we have to go to Raudhah."

"Can't you bring a bottle?"

"I brought three in the bag, make Umma the same mother."

"Thank you Bi."

Azfan went to get some zam-zam water that they could drink as much as they could while here.

"Azfan huh?"

Azfan was shocked as someone patted his shoulder from behind and called out his name.

"Mas Faiz." Azfan reached out to shake Faiz's hand. "I didn't expect to see you here." Azfan widened his smile, he came from Sleman while Faiz from Malang but they met in Medina. "How are you?"

"As you can see, Alhamdulillah can be given the opportunity to go umrah." Faiz was a person who used to accompany Azfan when filling his studies at the Great Mosque of Jami' Malang. But one year ago Azfan never again fulfilled the invitation of the youth community of the Great Mosque of Jami'.

"Oh yes Fan, meet here, why have you never come to our studies, have any of us offended you?" Faiz wanted to ask this question for a long time, he planned to come directly to Azfan's house but did not have enough time because of the distance they lived far away.

"Absolutely not Mas, actually not only the study in Malang alone but I have not come to the study of the worship of women." Azfan was so bad because it made Faiz and the committee team guessing. Azfan could not say why by email or text message for fear of causing misunderstandings.

"So you came to study with male worshipers only?"

"True to me." Azfan nodded.

"May I know why?"

"There used to be a female congregation who sent a letter that made Khalisa and I quarrel, actually not a quarrel but a bit of a disagreement."

"Definitely lead to the woman who wants to be your second wife, I guess I will." Faiz understood Azfan's life now, "when men have everything the test is women."

"Yes Mas, Khalisa actually did not forbid me but I want to maintain our household relationship." Azfan decided not to attend the study if there were female pilgrims since Khalisa found a letter from one of the worshippers. Azfan did not want to make Khalisa hurt, he also wanted to keep himself from such things. Khalisa is everything to Azfan.

Faiz nodded in understanding, now he knew the reason why Azfan always refused the invitation.

"My intention was to come to the study to benefit others and spread kindness but it turned out to cause problems in our household so I decided to limit it, I wanted to keep Khalisa feeling."

"I agree with you Fan, as a husband we must prevent things that can damage our household even if it is a small thing."

"I'm sorry to have made Mas and the others wonder."

"So you're still present when the congregation is male?"

"Yes, it's."

"Well, thank you Fan, God we will meet again in Raudhah."

"Inshaa Allah Mas."

Faiz said his greetings before leaving. Meanwhile Azfan continued to fill the bottle with zam-zam water that had been delayed just now.

Azfan returned after filling the three bottles he had brought with water. Azfan gave Azka a drink first because her son whined thirst after the prayer.

"Who did you talk to just now?" Khalisa crouched down to gulp down the water Azfan had brought for him.

"That's Mas Faiz, who usually nemenin me when again in Malang."

"It just so happened to meet here." Khalisa stood back up and kept the remaining water in the bag.

"She hasn't seen you in a long time."

"Eh Azka will follow Abi ya to Raudhah, to the tomb of the Prophet." Khalisa saw Azka in his trunk. Azka looked all over with sparkling eyes, perhaps because it was the first time she had seen such a large crowd before her. "Do you want to go to the tomb of the Prophet?"

"You." Azka nodded.

"Try asking Abi, there is a tomb of who is Bi other than the tomb of the Prophet."

Azfan opened his mouth to answer but the intelligent Azka preceded him.

"Azka knows." Azka pointed to herself, instead of asking Azfan, she remembered Khalisa telling her about it before they left here.

"Try to tell Mbah Uti, there is anyone who does not know Uti." Kirana asked to provoke Azka's memory.

"Bakar's mother Umar." Answer Azka with a less clear pronunciation. Azka has not been fluent in pronouncing some letters such as R and L.

"God willing, Uti Pinter's granddaughter." Kirana rubbed the top of Azka's head proudly.

"Umma, Akong Zulaikha's name is also Umar."

"Yes the same as the name of the Prophet's friend dear, his Ama name Zulaikha is also Aisyah's name is one of the Prophet's wives ya."

"Umma later if you have a sister, I want to be given the name Khadijah."

"Why would Azka give Khadija her name?" Khalisa glanced at Azfan, did Azka hear their conversation about sister for him. Why Azka suddenly talked about sister.

"Soalah Bunda Khadijah good so sister later also good."

"Aamiin dear." Khalisa kissed Azka's face many times with anxiety, he was proud because the thought of little Azka was so broad.

They walked back to the hotel for a short break before heading to Raudhah. The walk from the mosque to the hotel will not make them bored because the scenery passed is very beautiful. While in the holy land, they wanted to record every beauty inside the head.

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Arriving at the hotel Khalisa made a video call with Rindang and Huma who were busy with preparations for his wedding. Huma is getting married next month so he prepares everything from now on from the building, dress fittings, souvernir and wedding document needs.

"Where to?" Huma's voice began.

"At the hotel abis dawn prayers keep walking around here just now." Answer Khalisa.

"The pale-leather face is very."

Khalisa also saw Rindang's face, he thought the influence of the camera and screen made Rindang look pale.

"My stomach acid goes up, eat a little straight out again."

"Eat him do not work until you forget the time, health is the most important."

"Pregnant times." Chirps Huma.

"Nake it." Spray Shade.

"Where is Khalisa going?"

"You go to Raudhah."

"Can you please pray?" Rindang and Huma asked simultaneously.

"Who's pregnant, baby?" Azfan came out of the bathroom, he heard the conversation Khalisa and his two best friends just now.

"No, Rindang was vomiting and Huma said it was like Rindang was pregnant."

"Maybe Huma really, Umma used to vomit as well as during Azka's pregnancy and her sister."

Khalisa chuckled, "not everyone who vomits is pregnant Bi, after all Huma is just talking about it."

Azfan hugged Khalisa from behind putting his chin on his wife's shoulder. They can see the green dome of the Nabawi mosque from the window of the hotel.

"Eh, don't be so friendly!" Huma glared at Azfan who was spoiling on Khalisa.

"For what reason, you will soon follow." Khalisa's reply made Huma wrong.

"Finally after many years Huma found the answer to his prayer, God willing you chose the right person." Rindang.

"Not for many years either, two years."

"Two years was long ago, Ravina was able to run now luckily tuh patient guy."

"If you can't wait to find another, he said that the soul mate is not going anywhere."

"Are you sure you want to take off that handsome, sholeh guy?" Goda Khalisa, he remembered Huma saying that two years ago.

"Udah ah I close first, want to choose a cloth." Huma immediately disconnected the connection. Rindang also followed so that Khalisa and Azfan could rest before doing the next activity.

Khalisa put down his phone and turned his back to face Azfan. He looked at the husband with a look of admiration because they could get to this point.

"I can't wait to go to Raudhah." Azfan murmured, he had changed his clothes with the same gray robe as Khalisa's robe. "Azka must also be very excited because all this time he has been horrified by many stories of the Prophet."

"May Azka grow up to be a child who loves God's beloved."

"Aamiin, thanks to his Umma who always painstakingly told the story of the Prophet."

"Abi who always recites the verses of the Qur'an to Azka so that he likes to learn the letters Hijaiyah."

"People say, Mother is the first madrassa of children and Umma is the best madrassa for Azka." Azfan saw Azka sleeping on the bed. Azka's sleep schedule became regular because on the way he could not sleep well. Even in the mosque Azka had overslept.

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Raudhah is the place between the pulpit and the tomb of Prophet Muhammad which is one of the mustajab places to pray. Formerly the tomb of the Prophet was the house of Aisha adjoining the house of Hafshah. He said Aisyah and Hafshah used to chat from their homes because they were close together.

"Assalamualaika Ya Rasulullah." Calls from worshippers were heard as they entered the golden tomb of Muhammad.

"This is the tomb of our dear Prophet." Lirih Azfan on Azka who was in his trunk. Azfan did not feel the tears melted considering how hard the struggle of the Prophet spread Islam. The Messenger of Allah through a severe trial, spat, stone thrown to the blood and even persecuted by his own uncle. Now they must continue the struggle of the Prophet.

Azka rubbed her wet cheek Abi, she did not understand why her Abi was crying when Azka was happy now.

"Why is Abi crying?"

"It's okay, Abi's moved because we got here."

They pray Sunnah 2 rakaat, recite, pray and pray to the Prophet Muhammad as much as possible.

Azka imitated his Abi movements during prayer, his lips were also muttering although he did not know what to read during prayer. Azka just likes to imitate Azfan.

*****

Azka looked adorable wearing an ihram cloth wrapped around her body. Khalisa captured the moment with multiple photos and videos. Azka initially felt uncomfortable with the cloth but after a while she got used to it.

Azka got a lot of experience and new lessons after yesterday visiting the Quba mosque, which was the first mosque built by the Prophet after the hijrah to Medina. Azka also received his first Qur'an in the Quran for free. Although not yet able to read it but Azka was happy to get a mushaf print Medina green cover. It seems Azka will love the color green because it is the color of the room and the first mushaf of hers.

"Labbaik Allahumma. Labbaik laa syarika laka. Innal hamda wan ni'mata laka wal mulk laa syarika lak."

Talbiyah calls are unceasingly echoing from the Bir Ali Mosque where the start of the miqat to the Grand Mosque. The worshippers surround the Kaaba with wisdom and feelings that are difficult to explain, haru, happy, they do not believe because they can see the Kaaba directly.

"O Allah, I fulfill Your call, O God I fulfill Your call, there is no ally for You, indeed praise and enjoyment belong only to You, and the kingdom is only Yours, no ally to You"

Azfan raises Azka up his nape when they do tawaf. Azfan could not hold back his tears, he really did not believe he could set foot in the house of God while calling out the word tawhid.

The words of thanksgiving continued Azfan whispered in his heart because he was given the opportunity to fulfill the call of God. How much God gives pleasure that Azfan sometimes does not realize. God gave so much love that it filled his heart. If Azfan felt it, he would not be able to hold the love of God in his little heart.

Azfan is grateful to be reunited with extraordinary women who have accepted whatever the circumstances. The woman who gave birth to her children. Azfan did not know what kind of sentence to thank Khalisa who had accompanied him all this time.

When he first met at Mangan Gelato, Azfan never thought that a Khalisa would be his wife. At that time Azfan was quite surprised by Khalisa who said his name and left a sketchbook to him. Azfan was astonished that Khalisa believed him when they had not known each other before. Khalisa's heart is filled with positive things, he does not allow himself to think badly of others.

For Azfan, Khalisa is someone who is very difficult to reach. Just like the holy land that imagined it, Azfan did not dare. Azfan could only pray if one day he was given the opportunity to come to this holy place. If you're not married to Khalisa, maybe Azfan won't be here.

Azfan believed that the prayers he offered could not hang in the sky in vain. Azfan can only leave everything to God. Then Allah launched the relationship of Azfan and Khalisa and united the two with marriage.

"Abi, where are we going?" Azka looked up to see Azfan who had not let go of his hand since he was taken down after finishing surrounding the Kaaba.

"This is us again dear Sa'i, from the hill of Safa to the hill of Marwah."

"Tante Safa and Marwah?"

Azfan laughed, Azka will find the names of people around him have the same name as the place here.

Azfan raised Azka, he could not see the little fatigue equate his steps with him. Azfan told behind Sa'i that they did. Siti Hajar Ibrahim's wife ran from the hill of Safa to Marwah in search of water for the thirsty Ishmael. Until after going back and forth as much as 7 times there is water radiating from under the soles of Ishmael's feet.

"The water has never receded until now which is called zamzam water." Azfan ended his story with a sigh.

"We're just here, Bi, don't go home." Azka said innocently.

"Why not go home?"

"Let's drink zamzam water."

"Later we will not meet Ama, Akong, Ama, Om Kafa, Zulaikha, about Azka not kangen?

Azka clenched her lips, she changed her mind. But Medina and Mecca became his favorite places after home. Azka wants to stay here but she also does not want to be separated from her loved ones.

"Would you change?" Khalisa offers to replace Azka.

"Dear, you can still." Azfan can still carry the load of 15 kg to finish doing Sa'i even though his breath was wheezing. Azfan can do sports because he almost never does it at home.

"It's Umma's son." Khalisa wiped the sweat on Azka's forehead, "Abi the way, Azka the dry."

"I want to walk." Azka pointed at the floor, she wanted to run away by herself.

"Be careful, don't get away from Abi and Umma dear." Message Azfan before lowering Azka from his sling.

The sky began to darken, adzan magrib mumbled melodious in the Grand Mosque. The Kaaba was filled with worshippers who were about to establish a magrib prayer.

Khalisa bermunajat in his long prayer to Allah, he prayed for the happiness of Rindang and Levin and hoped they would soon get the blessing of Valerie. Khalisa prays the release of Alindra Beauty products will run smoothly later.

Khalisa prays for those around him while for himself he prays for a strong heart to pass through the trials of God. Khalisa believed that the test God gave was solely due to His compassion.

Hotel Khalisa and Azfan in Mecca also has a very beautiful view, the view of the Kaaba right below. Khalisa was reluctant to close the curtains even though it was night, he did not want to miss the beautiful scenery.

"Umma's eyes are swollen." Azfan thrust the spoon he had cooled in the refrigerator. It is the most powerful way to get rid of puffy eyes Khalisa due to crying because they do not carry special eye cream.

"Thank you Bi." Khalisa attached the spoon to cover all parts of his eyes. He could barely open his eyes due to the swelling.

Azka had already fallen asleep on the bed after finishing her dinner earlier. Azka was also exhausted because she did not sleep all day.

Tomorrow they will go around Mecca. Visiting Jabal Rahmah and Tsur— Cave where the Prophet and Abu bakar hid while migrating to Medina. They will also buy souvenirs for the people at home.