
Okay.
Making his grave is done. Nothing else to do? Then I'd better go home.
Uhh. My pants are so dirty.
Take a break and clean your body. Around 11am I went to the deceased's house to bathe.
When I arrived, I was late. But thankfully many helped bathe the deceased, I was relieved. There's ustadz Thaberani too. Renting? That's what I thought
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I immediately picked up Yasin's book and read it beside everyone else. While reading I saw them bathing him. Remembering the death that will happen for all of us.
I stood up after I finished reading Yasin's surah. See and learn the bathing process.
Smelled bad. Yeah, it's the smell of stool. If a human dies, all organ systems and others stop working. The contents of digestion must be removed by rubbing the stomach said teacher Ilmi who was taught through his lecture. I saw a long drain pipe from a special container bathing the corpse up to the waste site, near the wc. Hm..
Seeing the other side.
Glove. Ways disfigure. The number. The cleaned parts. Ah, it's mid-process. Pretty important thing to me about ustadz Thaberani. I wonder about her figure. Little did I know of her was just her smiley nature. Uh. I remember seeing him speeding on the street in a hurry. Swearing speeding really 😑 may be the speed meter of the vehicle up to 70s and above. No more helmets. That's why I was wondering, who knew I could learn a good lesson.
Some immediately called him a teacher because he was already widely known even my apprentice coworkers used to advise me to participate in his studies. Do you think I look wrong about him? A little doubt, but if you can be a friendly person smile achievement would be good. Yep! A cheap smile is a great lesson today about him.
Back to see the corpse that was almost finished bathing. I was suddenly pensive and my heart said "it could die" while looking at the face of the corpse.
Eh? I was astonished myself too.
I'm trying to figure out why my heart can say that.
Perhaps, because the one who bathed him was a teacher. How not, surely we expect a beautiful death.
Then because this is the month of Rajab, the month of istigfar. I heard the deceased was lying by the door. A friend who saw him thought the deceased was resting lying down. His death was unexpected in the afternoon. The first thing that came to me what the deceased did last time was the practice of istigfar.
No one knows..
But there are signs that are seen if someone dies diridhoi by Allah.
Finished bathing, we have to lift the deceased to a place that has been prepared to forgive.
Uhh very heavy.
In the living room. Suddenly I heard a familiar voice. Yes, the voice of my family who likes to protest against my behavior. They're looking for me.
Wh-wh-what for?
Are they not aware of what they have done?
Strange, it could be familiar.
"Well that's the Hafidznya" he said after we laid down the deceased.
I'm ignoring. Appreciation and praise are just toxins to liver health.
Ignoring the Truth
Beaster's new ability to resist deception while revealing the truth. The level of seeing the personality attitude saves that refers to me in the form of trickery to let me off guard.
Never again..
I am now much stronger than before.
Funerals are held immediately after the kifayah prayer.
During the funeral it rained. Not too heavy.
I watched from a distance on my own while the Judge hung out with a friend from the elementary school almuni. I don't know what they're talking about. But I feel like what they're talking about is me.
It'sit's okay. I am indeed a proud person, who is stingy to talk about things I think are useless.
I don't know what my purpose is..
I just want to take care of myself..