
..."Tell the truth, even if it's bitters”...
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...(.(.Proof of Love Kang Santri)...
...-سافيرا ريسك-...
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“It seems that quwwah (strength) and jur’ah (courage, valor, perseverance); strength of heart in the face of despair; calm, patient, self-control.”
"Then in fact, shaja’ah (courage) is one of the proofs of the attitude of istiqomah commanded by Allah Ta’ala and His apostle to each of His servants."
Syifa heard the description of the voice she was very familiar with, in the mosque of the boarding school. He stared from the courtyard, there was already santriwan santriwati who was sitting according to the boundary.
The man who has the status of her husband is standing on the pulpit of the mosque, the aura of authority and the leader as a Gus is very very very there. Syifa was amazed, almost insinuated with the material brought.
"The real example of the synagogue’ah is shown by the believers as told in the letter of Al-Buruuj which was put in a ditch and burned by as-habul ukhdud only because they expressed their faith."
Everyone looks calm and there are also drowsiness
"So did Asiah, Pharaoh's wife and Masjitah, Pharaoh's servant, both of whom had to redeem their faith in God with their lives. Asiah at her torture stake and Masyitah at the boiling hot cauldron with the rest of her family because they both would not deify Fir’aun."
Of course, the pilgrims follow with wisdom.
"The most afdhal jihad is to speak the truth before the leader of zhalim.” (CHR. Abu Dawud. 4344, Ibn Majah. 4011)."
DEG..DEG..DEG
Syifa's heart beats faster than usual,
The realization of the attitude of asy shaja’ah in this life is very much especially in the context of the struggle of da'wah. Implementation can vary
quwwatul ihtimal (has great endurance).
A person can be said to have a truly courageous nature if he has great endurance in the face of hardship, suffering, danger, and possibly torture, because he is in the way of Allah Ta’ala.
"as-sharahah fil haq (brightly speaking the truth)"
Abu Dharr radhiyallahu anhu was once given some encouragement by the Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa salaam, among the contents of his teachings are,
...قُلِ الْحَقَّ وَإِنْ كَانَ مُرًّا...
“Tell the truth, even if it's bitters”(HR. Imam Baihaqi in Syu’abul Iman, No. 4737)
Again, the greeting of Kang Santrinya who is delivering da'wah, is very fitting in the position of Syifa. Sitting limp on the steps of the mosque.
"The perseverance of light in telling the truth is an indication of courage. Even telling the truth in the presence of a ruler who is unjust is called by the Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam as the most afdhal (main) jihad, and the person who is killed is therefore called a martyr."
"Not a few of us see people who lie or are silent because they are worried about the risks. This attitude was chosen to find a safe way. Or is he a coward and a coward." Fauzi said again.
Syifa's chest is getting crowded, will she really be honest? Those tears were seeping down Syifa's smooth cheeks. Honestly fear and lying are not allowed.
"And this time about, milku an nafsi ‘inda al gadhabi(mastering yourself in times of anger)"
"One is said to be brave if he is still able to argue li nafsi, against lust and anger. Then he can still control himself and hold his hand even though he has the ability and opportunity to vent his anger. The person who could do that was seen as a strong person because of his ability to restrain anger."
Fauzi said long and wide through Syifa's eardrum, is he able to withstand anger? when another body takes over??
"Anger can derail man in a haphazard manner. He will lose self-control. He may have forgotten his wrong attitude. To the extent that the Prophet taught not to be angry repeatedly."
"If the feeling still arises then change the position of himself. If it is still burning then go and take ablution. Because of the anger of Satan. Satan was created from fire. And fire can die by water."
As Fauzi said, however, humans cannot always eliminate this one trait. Another with Fauzi who spoke calmly Syifa who was sitting on the porch was riled up.
"My preaching about the meaning of Shaja'ah is to train us to always speak honestly." Fauzi smiled faintly.
"And for santri and santriwati Nurul Quran. Apply the preaching of goodness, trying as the postulate conveyed from me even if only one verse. For me the Da'wah is Love and Istiqomah is loyalty:)"
Remember the humming of the da'wah seniors who mutter
‘In my heart there is always the voice of the Prophet who commanded, ‘Jihad, fight and tire yourself’. And exclaimed, ‘Win, defeat the enemy and practice be you forever a free man who never gives up. Dare to do it because we have tomorrow and hope’.
"Wallahu a’lam bishshawwab. So from me Wassalamu'alaikum Warrahmatullah Westarakatuh."
"Wa'alaikumussalam Warrahmatullah Westarakatuh." Respond in unison to the Jama'ah.
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Fauzi who just came out of the door of the mosque, after all the students also continued their activities. Now he frowned. Not for a moment sure that the woman in the mosque foyer was a wife.
The woman was clammy and hid her head on both knees. Fauzi hesitated but had a hunch that his wife was getting stronger when convinced by the ring ring on her ring finger.
"Fa?" His words made Syifa jump.
Almost rolled on the front steps of the mosque. If only Fauzi did not immediately pull it, it could be a spectacle material.
"Astaghfiullah!!" Syifa's screams neutralized her heartbeat.
"Be careful." Fauzi said as he sat beside Syifa, he looked at Syifa from the side who was holding his own chest.
"Why?"
"Deg - Deg an Kang." Answer Syifa as it is.
"Fall in love maybe." Fauzi replied jokingly making Syifa squint her eyes to the side.
Where is there falling in love!??
"Almost, fall down Kang's stairs, not fall in love." Syifa's words made Fauzi chuckle softly, right he had said his wife is still innocent.
"What's it like to almost fall down the stairs?" Fauzi asked him to throw his foot between the steps of the mosque. He looked at Syifa beside him who was also staring at him.
"Yes Deg-deg an this." Say again.
"Fell in love also Deg-deg an kok Fa, proof that I am near you always Deg-deg an.."
Bugs
One blow landed on Fauzi's arm, but the owner laughed, bringing many pairs of eyes to look at him in wonder. Gus hut again in their right mind may have crossed so in their brain.
"Your husband is in pain this Fa." Fauzi's words made Syifa snort sharply
"Santri lebay's kang." Syifa speech makes Fauzi mimic that was gesrek again looks flat like a plywood board, as cold as a thousand door refrigerator. Ah Syifa was cold.
"Don't keep quiet Kang, Syifa will be afraid." Syifa said.
"Yes, your Gus face looks like a gorilla, right? until Ning Syifa was scared?" Tanya Fauzi lowered her eyebrows.
"Udah ah, you're kidding mute." Syifa said looking straight ahead, actually her brain thought hard how she could be honest with Fauzi without having a world war.
Or is it just the shaiton whisper that makes Syifa feel bad about Fauzi if you know the truth??
"How's Mother's Dad's News?" Tanya Fauzi made Syifa flutter.
"Eh!..Thank goodness good kang good." His speech made a little bit of a probing feeling from Fauzi.
"After a problem, right?" Ask Fauzi.
"Eng-Gak Kang doesn't." Syifa replied. Fauzi.
"Don't believe."
DEG.
"Se seriously Kang.. Syifa is fine." Said Syifa netra lekat it met to make Syifa powerless to contain again the things that he had been hiding. Hurriedly he lowered his head in, his hands twisting the tip of the jiab.
Fauzi said there was already Ustadz Rizal calling..
"Gus!!! Help here, Gus." His words made Fauzi nod and show his thumb.
He turned to look at the side, there was Syifa who looked down. Curiosity grew bigger than Fauzi's mind.
What's wrong with you Fa?
Ustadz Rizal's voice again roared like the mothers of vegetable makers who required Fauzi to move immediately.
"If you have nothing to say yes Fa. I'm still your husband, right." The sentence was thrown out, then.
Degs..
Cup..
Tests
Tests
Tell Syifa to be crybaby, she's silent and unmoved. Fauzi was no longer next to him after dipping the hijab-wrapped Syifa. A split second Syifa ran fast without caring if she attacked the ustadzah that carried many books.
Both fall, both,
"A-afwan Ustadzah." With trembling hands and bowing deeply, Syifa picked up the book with the Ustadzah.
I'm still your husband, aren't I, Fa?
The sentence continued to circle Syifa's brain, until it was finished helping Ustadzah he continued to run again.
I'm still your husband, aren't I, Fa?
While not far from the incident, Fauzi had chuckled he thought if Syifa was embarrassed because he kissed her in a public place.
"Keep with me Fa, until death compels you to part." He muttered with a smile.
"The spread of intimacy among the general sin of Gus, even more so in front of the still-jomblooo Ustadz Fikri." Ustadz Rizal patted Fauzi's bumbling shoulders.
"Why am I going to tadz?!" The Ustadz Fikri.
"Loh really sampeyan is still singleloo..ROMP." Ustadz Rizal said with a grin.
"Ustadz in the room there's glass?"
"There's."
"Relax!!" Fikri smiled victoriously, he immediately ran before Ustadz Rizal threw him with the pot.
Fauzi was whirling with both Ustadz who were so out of shape.
"Gus don't smile." Cetus Ustadz Rizal's.
"Before smiling is forbidden, Ustadz.." Fauzi smiled and looked down.
"Find me another wife." His speech made Fauzi raise an eyebrow next to him.
"I married still say single with Ustadz Fikri. Do I have to be like the old Gus??" Astaghfirullah Ustadz Rizal is eleven-twelve kayaks of Rizky nature if again sulking.
"Mboten Ustadz, Kun Anta Mawon. If Ustadz's soul mate is ten and the wife allows only monggo." Fauzi chuckled at Ustadz Rizal snorting in annoyance.
"If Gus doesn't want to look again?" Ask.
"One is more than enough Ustadz." Answer Fauzi simple.
"If there's anything prettier than Ning Syifa?"
"God willing Ning Syifa is the most beautiful in my eyes after Ummi." Said again.
"Among the 5.6 billion women, why choose Ning Syifa." Ask Rizal again like Gus to tadz. Wife and wife Gus why bother being a reporter??
"Because...Syifa is the only woman God has chosen for me, out of billions of women, only Syifa." Fauzi said it was like an impromptu actor.
Ustadz Rizal with his lebay dropped himself on the empty seat there. "My clenger Gus." Say Rizal with a made-up body of melts.
"Why?"
"If I had been Ning Syifa, I might have been taken to the seventh heaven." His words dramatize. Sontak Fauzi recited the seat verse to Ustadz.
"Already Tadz, let's finish this rain hunt." Said Fauzi who was nodded by Rizal. The two began to pluck the grass there.
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^^^Many Typo.. ^^^
^^^^ Just want to say, distinguish Real life and the world of halalu. take good wisdom only. ^^^
1657 words.
Still interesting isn't it?😂
I'm not sure..But we want to stop wkwkwkw.
...Syifa was still worried huhuhu. Same as the author who wants the name 'This is still there to be continued?"...
Idr first ma BCKS ehh!!😅