My Husband My Pilot: Plane Crash Tragedy

Chapters 133.

Alan and Kansha get back in the car after filling their stomachs and playing. Time has even shown almost noon and adhan dzuhur will surely reverberate in a moment.

Allahu akbar allahu akbar

The sound of the dzuhur adhan echoed on the dashboard of Alan's car. Alan sped up his car to find the nearest mosque.

Allahu akbar, Allahu akbar

Asyhadu Allaa ilaaha illa Allah

Asyhadu Allaa ilaaha illa Allah

Asyhadu anna Muhammadar Rasulullah

Asyhadu anna Muhammadar Rasulullah

Hayya ‘alash shalaah

Hayya ‘alash shalaah

Hayya ‘alal falaah

Hayya ‘alal falaah

Allahu akbar Allahu akbar

Laa ilaaha illa Allah

Right after the last lafadz was proclaimed, Alan managed to find the mosque. He parked his car in the courtyard of the mosque.

"Kansha, I'll pray first" Alan said.

But Alan became confused when he did not hear the response from Kansha. He turned his head and realized that Kansha was daydreaming.

"Kansha?" reprove Alan.

The cool kansha daydreamed instantly flinched. He looked at Alan who was looking back at him in confusion.

"Why daydream?" ask Alan.

Kansha gasped, she immediately shook her head slightly, "I'm just quite tired. Not daydreaming at all." he said.

Alan nodded, "I'll be back. Just wait here." said Alan.

Kansha nodded. Alan smiled at a glance and was about to get out of the car before Kansha suddenly called out to him.

"Alan." call Kansha.

Alan didn't come out, he turned to look at Kansha.

"What's wrong?" ask Alan.

Kansha fell silent in doubt and finally shook her head.

"Not so." he said.

Alan smiled, he stroked the top of Kansha's head gently.

"I'll be right back" he said.

Kansha replied to him with a sweet smile, "Just relax. You must focus when you worship."

Alan nodded his head. He got out of the car and left Kansha alone.

After she was left alone, Kansha immediately leaned her back against the back of the chair. He sighed and his gaze was fixed on the dashboard of the car, where Alan's phone had been placed. The voice I looked at Adzan inexplicably continued to shadow in his mind.

“Alan.”

“What's up?”

“What exactly is Islam?”

“Why suddenly ask like that?”

“Jawab only.”

“Means?”

“Islam is a blessing given by Allah SWT to his servant. Islam has its roots from the words “Aslama” , “Yuslimu” and ”islaaman” which means submissive, obedient and safe. Islam means total submission and submission to Allah. A person who is a Muslim means he resigned and submissive to the teachings of Islam. A Muslim means he must also be able to save himself, as well as save others. Not quite safe but also save.”

“Islam was brought by Prophet Muhammad SAW for mankind in order to live happily in the world and the hereafter. The core of his teachings is the pillars of Islam. Testify that there is no god but Allah and the prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah, establish prayers, zakat, fast in the month of Ramadan and go on Hajj if possible.”

“Islam came to earth to build people in peace with total submission to Allah SWT, so that people who are Muslim will prioritize peace on themselves and others. Also the safety of yourself and the safety of others.

Kansha remembers what Alan said back then when they were still stranded on the island. For Kansha at the time, Islam was still common in his mind. He was not interested in the teachings of Islam. But since seeing Alan pray in the midst of that limitation, he became thinking hard. Do all Muslims worship?

And Kansha found the answer from Bu Warni, an ustadzah whom she happened to meet at the mosque some time ago.

Ms. Warni used to be a non-Muslim like her. But he converted and married an ustadz.

His hijra story is quite long and complicated, all rooted in his disappointment in the universe for what happened to his life. His parents were divorced since childhood, until the wealth of his parents who became the grabber of all the family when they died. Warni, who was then her biological child, was not given a penny and treated as a useless person.

Depressed and disappointed, Warni commits suicide. But just as she was about to jump off the bridge, an ustadz who was now her husband prevented her. Warni was given understanding and religious knowledge related to her actions. And felt knocked on the door of his heart by Islam. In the end, he converted and married an ustdz who was also his helper.

From that story Kansha learned about the spaciousness of the heart to accept all the calamities that occurred. Kansha more or less understood what Warni felt, because she had experienced it too. His life has not been easy since childhood and the desire to end life always crossed his mind. But of all the opportunities he took, none of them worked. He survived the suicide.

“But Kansha, have you never thought of converting to Islam?” alfin's voice flashed through his mind.

And Alan's words were also remembered by him when they looked up to see the twilight sky on the island.

“Faa bi ayyi alaa’irrabi kuma tukadziban.”

“What does it mean?” kansha asked not understanding.

“Who are the blessings of your Lord that you deny? Al-Qur’an surah Ar-Rahman verse 13.” Obviously Alan.

“Your scriptures seem interesting yes. Many songs.” Kansha.

“It's not a Kansha chant. It was murotal. Reviewing while doubted.” Alan answered correcting.

“You know, Al-Qu’an is an extraordinary thing. All the events in the universe studied by Science turned out to already exist in the Qur’an.”

“Example?”

“For example like planets circulating on their respective orbital lines. The mountains that stand tall are even a matter of explanation why there is a river in the sea. Everything has been explained in the Qur’an. In the Qur’an is also mentioned about how to find a livelihood. And I think that one of them is about the existence of Zam Zam water that has been described in Al-Qu’an about clear water full of benefits that will never dry.”

“Then many researchers researched about the well Zam-zam and they also admitted that the water was never dry and always clear.”

“Many explanations in the Quran that are in accordance with science and greatness in the Qur’an are written first.” Obviously Alan.

“Islamic Religion seems interesting indeed.” Comment Kansha.

Tests

Suddenly Kansha shed tears. He was not watching a sad film or reading a tragic story, but somehow the memory for the sake of the memory of Islamic explanation even made him shed tears. It's overrated and overrated, he knows. But he also could not help the sudden novelty.

“Pulls to Islam?”

"interestedly? Can't you?" muttered Kansha replied to the words of her own head.

Son, besides this letter, Abi has a thing that Abi hopes will be your beginning to straighten your happiness. Try to look and ponder. And ask, is your heart full to wear it?

"Even my real family are devout followers of Islam. In his last gift, he even gave me a veil instead of something else. Is it time for me?" kansha gumam.

And Kansha pensively deepened. He doesn't know what to do. His mind was always on the talk of the people closest to him about the religion of Islam.

To be honest, Kansha has long been interested in getting to know the religion that Alan espouses, but both sides of his heart are still at war. A war of the heart that is not known to anyone. Kansha had long since felt no calm but as soon as she heard the explanation for the first time about Islam, her heart quietly calmed down. He became more interested when his father was a Muslim. Could it be that the blood of the same Muslim also flowed through his veins?

Drrt

Kansha gasped in shock at her daydream when her phone shook violently on the dashboard of the car. Kansha picks up her phone and a message makes her pensive.

Sorry I just replied today, I have time. Do you want to meet today?

The message was from Miss Warni. He sent a message to the ustadzah last night, right after he read the letter from Zakariya. And in the midst of his excitement, a message from Bu Warni appeared.

"I think I should meet him and seek enlightenment myself." Kansha said.