
While listening to the words from his Uncle Rian, suddenly my heart trembled violently. It even felt much stronger than when I was dealing with a demon. I held onto my chest and without me noticing my tears dripping unbearably.
It seems that I have not prostrated myself to Him for a long time. Is the God of the universe still willing to accept my bow? I asked in my heart, as if to find the origin of the rebellion of the heart that I felt for a while.
Could it be that the ordeal I received for some time was a subtle gesture from Him, that I might return to prostrate and beg for protection and help? nothing is stronger than the power of God, I believe.
"Sorry, Sir. Is what I've been dealing with for some time is God's rebuke of me?" ask me with a trembling voice.
"What happened and what was your fault that you thought so?"
"I've been living with my Uncle and Aunt. I barely felt the affection of my family. Suddenly I came home and I could feel the affection of Father and Mother" I said, crying.
"Take it easy to tell a good story, Sarah!" said Mr. Ahmad.
"It was only two days that I was in this house that I began to feel something strange and astral beings were always present in my sleep. I thought they were evil beings and wanted to hurt me, but I was wrong. They gave me a warning that I should beware of the real danger, which is Auntie Rima."
I explained about Aunt Rima and everything that happened, as well as the things she did including all the murders she did. I also told him what I had felt and I saw after the incident and until now, I could see invisible creatures.
"Actually who am I? what am I? and whether someone like me would be able to kiss heaven because I had heard a lecture when I was Junior High, then Mr. Ustad said, that man is actually not able to see astral beings and if he can see these creatures, then in his body there is or resides a creature like a jinn who possessed him."
"Some time ago, my father and I went to a smart man in this matter and asked him about my situation. At that time he said that there were only 2 possibilities. If my inner eye can't be closed and I keep forcing it, then I'll be blind my whole life."
"I have to how? am I the one who will never smell heaven?" I asked as I continued to cry sobbing, then Feli hugged me very tightly.
"Calm Sarah, be patient! if indeed you cannot smell the scent of heaven as you said just now, then you are not alone because there is me who will always be with you," he said while crying and hugging me tightly. While Dad was silent while holding back his tears.
"I can't answer a question like that, Sarah!" she stroked my hair gently. "Don't I, the angel can't answer it, because Allah is the only One who can answer and determine it."
"There used to be stories of two young men who were expected to go to heaven and hell by angels" said Mr. Ahmad and I immediately noticed his review.
"A young farmer who lives alone with a bab*, everywhere he always carries the animal, even he feeds it, bathes and lulls it. At that time the angels immediately said, huh ... The young man must have gone to hell because he always touched the unclean animal."
"No. He was a heavenly master" said God.
The angels fell silent for a moment, but disbelief still came to their minds. Then the view all passed to a righteous young man who always worshiped God.
"If this is the case, I'm sure that this young man will go to heaven. I am sure" said the other angel, looking at the handsome young man in a white robe and turban.
"No. It will stand at the bottom, right in the crust of hell."
"O Allah, my Lord, what is wrong with the young man?" ask the angel to cry.
"Look at the next 3 years, my angel!"
"The young man saw the arrival of a male guest in a robe and turban whiter than his own. Then the guest asked permission to pray. In his prayer, the guest seemed to cry sobbing plus more as he raised his hands to pray, his tears spilled again. The behavior of the guest was noticed by the young man" said Mr. Ahmad and we all took his story seriously.
"At the time of prayer, the young man said, O my guest, how can you be so solemn in your prayer? do you even cry when you pray? as for me, I never shed a tear at all. How solemn your prayer. What do I have to do to get into the same prick as you, sir?"
"You answer, try to make a sin so that when you pray, you really feel guilty and really ask God for forgiveness!"
"But .. I'm afraid to do it."
"Just do a little sin! then after that pray repentance!"
"What is that, my guest?"
"O my guest." Then with a quick and sure step, the young man headed to an alcohol-free house and ordered a drink. Not enough one, he added a row of glasses on his desk until he forgot himself and had bad intentions to the guard of the alcohol-free house (A married woman), then he raped her.''
"It was not enough to get there, when he did the rudapaksa, the woman's husband came home and there was a great quarrel until the young man shaleh stabbed the woman's husband with a knife many times to death."
"One small sin, 2 big sins" Rian said in a soft voice.
"It's not finished yet. The young man is in prison and will be hanged in the afternoon for rapist*saan and murder. Then the guest came to him."
"O my guest, what should I do? I do not want to die before I worship God. Then the guest smiled and left the young man."
"Trial time is about to begin. The young man was already standing in the middle of the field, ready to be hanged. When his head was in the rope circle, the guest stood before him and said, I will help you out of this matter, but on one condition."
"Whatis that? just say! I don't want to die like this" said the young man with many tears in his eyes.
"You have to testify that I am" he said, holding his chest with his right hand. "The devil is your God."
"With concern, the young man thought, No matter what I testify like that, I will pray repentance and ask Allah for forgiveness. What matters is that I survived this time. Finally the young man uttered, he testified that the devil is .... "
"Then what happened, sir?" many feelings.
"When the rope was pulled up to lift his whole body, the devil laughed out loud (Laughter is satisfied). You are my slave, you have united your Lord, the greatest sin of all prayer that will not be forgiven."
"Yes Allah .. "we said simultaneously because we found it difficult to be in that position.
"That's how the devil seduces people."
"What about the farmer? what makes him a heaven expert?" ask Feli.
"Because he takes care of that bab* well, even better than he takes care of himself. Bab* is his birth mother who was condemned for insulting a great scholar while preaching during Friday prayers while in the mosque."
"Subhanallah ..." said Rian then fell silent.
"The young man continued to take care of his mother like his mother took care of himself when he was a child. He feeds her, he bathes her, he accompanies her, he keeps her, he lulls her, he gives her a decent life for her mother who is no longer like a mother," mr. Ahmad said it was so emotional that he cried.
"Heaven is under the soles of the feet of the mother, so God has lifted her rank, and she becomes a member of heaven. Not only that, because the young man prayed day and night to apologize for his mother's sin, then God restored the mother's form when he entered the last breath (Dead). So the mother of the young farmer died as a man."
Then we all cried, as if our souls were shaken by something we did not know. All this time, I had less time to listen to lectures and religious stories. I'm not studying religion so you're blind.
After weeping, Mr. Ahmad told me, "So, son. No creature on earth knows who deserves to go to heaven and who goes to hell. Let us together ask God for forgiveness and ask for protection from the incitement of the devil both human and other creatures!"
"Will you guide us to prayer?" ask the father who also looked beaten.
"MasyaAllah. Every human being has sins. There is no innocent human being. Therefore, Islam provides solutions and solutions for people who have committed sins, namely repentance and ask for forgiveness to Allah SWT. The best sinner is the one who repents. That is how Islam teaches it."
We also spent our meetings with the prayer of repentance and continued with dhikr and read the letter of jasin and tahlil.
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