T O H's

When Salat Cannot Be Plagued

There is one figure of the middle youth of wisdom in the beginning of takbir to start the prayer two rakaat his dawn. A well-built and proportioned figure is wrapped in a batik patterned sarong Pekalongan wrote. Wearing white and black clothes.

A long-haired figure of a boat, but this time his hair was tied back. For the sake of not hitting the forehead when prostrating. For a single strand of his hair hit his forehead when he was prostrating. The law is sharia is makruh.

The figure of a handsome young man is natural and natural typical of Javanese faces. Sowing the shade with wet from the water wudu a moment ago. On top of the newspaper that is a title and yes function as a prayer mat on a large rock. The figure of the young man began to fervently read the intention of morning prayer.

While raising both palms, up to the side to the two ears, slightly backward a little. His eyes began to sink into the splashing groove of small water times on the right and left of the large stone. Because the big stone is located right in the middle of the flow of small times in the middle of the rice field.

His face was focused in the Qibla direction, as if his whole body and heart were following the solemnity of the breast toward God. The breeze of dawn brings the cold piercing to the skin of the ari. It could even be up to slashing directly on his bones. There is no sort of upright standing from the initial perfect attitude of dawn rakaat.

It is located in a back corner of Guyangan village, Kertosono sub-district where the young man performs two rakaat fardu at dawn. The situation is still vague, there is no darkness and no light around it.

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The intention of dawn prayer,

"Ushallii fardash-Shubhi rack’ataini mustaqbilal qiblati adaa’an lillaahi ta’aalaa."

Meaning: I (intend) to do Fardhu Shahuh prayer as much as two raka’at facing the qibla, because Allah Ta’ala.

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The morning prayer rite reads from the young man's lips. Full of sky and in accordance with Islamic law. So the young man began his prayer without a doubt.

“Allahuakbar, Bismillahirahmanirahim,” the lip of the figure of the youth on the rock began to recite the first movement of prayer full of seriousness.

The young man's first takbir, was not his usual lafaz takbir. For Allahuakbar said that the neatest bouncing of the red lips was a bit blackish of the Youth. It seems to be shaking the environment. The water began to somewhat make a vibration, as if there was a slight shock from the splashing ripples of its flow around the huge rock.

Plant shrubs on the right and left edge times. As if swept by a circular wave, but has a rather high frequency pressure. So as to make the shrub plants on the banks of the river to spread, make a circle. There are also those who rise up and fall down again.

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اللهُ اَكْبَرُ كَبِرًا وَالْحَمْدُ لِلهِ كَشِيْرًا وَسُبْحَانَ اللهِ بُكْرَةً وَاَصِيْلًا . اِنِّى وَجَّهْتُ وَجْهِيَ لِلَّذِيْ فَطَرَالسَّمَاوَاتِ وَالْااَرْضَ حَنِيْفًا مُسْلِمًا وَمَا اَنَا مِنَ الْمُشْرِكِيْنَ . اِنَّ صَلَاتِيْ وَنُسُكِيْ وَمَحْيَايَ وَمَمَاتِيْ لِلهِ رَبِّ الْعَا لَمِيْنَ . لاَ شَرِيْكَ لَهُ وَبِذَ لِكَ اُمِرْتُ وَاَنَ مِنَ الْمُسْلِمِيْنَ .

“Allahu akbaru Kabira Walhamdulillaahi Katsiiraa, Wa Subhaanallaahi Bukratan Wa’ashiilaa, Innii Wajjahtu Wajhiya Lilladzii Fatharas Samaawaati Wal Ardha Haniifan Musliman Wamaa Anaa Minal Mushrikiin. Inna Shalaatii Wa Nusukii Wa Mahyaaya Wa Mamaatii Lillaahi Rabbil ‘Aalamiina. Laa Syariikalahu Wa Bidzaalika Umirtu Wa Ana Minal Muslimiin.”

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The figure of the young man on the rock began chanting the iftah prayer. As the beginning of the prayer reading after the first takbir. But presumably the occult inhabitants of the river where the big stone used by the young man to pray.

Not accepting the existence of the young man, they felt disturbed by the waves of aura, the radiance of the prayers of fardu the young man. Because the aura of the young man's prayers made them seem to be burning.

“Hai my brother fellow nation of jinn and the river bank demon. We are the owners of the area along this river. Why are we afraid of that human who just stopped. Then he disturbs us as if the air from his body was about to burn a river bank. Are you afraid of him, if you are afraid go into hiding. But if you dare to come with me to kill the young man,” shouted one of the genies titled chieftain of the many jin river bank.

The call of the genie chief apparently divided the jinn clan and the river bank demon into two camps. The first camp is the jinn who fear the air of human prayers, especially the young man who is praying on a big rock in the middle of the river. Then they ran away looking for hiding.

The second group is the demon group. They were even preparing to carry their weapons. Prepare themselves as if they were about to face a terrible war with the human race.

“Let my brother fellow jin by the river. We destroyed that man, for he has disturbed our tranquility!” shouted the genie chief commanding half the jinn from the original number who followed him.

“Let our chieftain libas that man. He prayed in our place. Has not man built a proper place of worship for the worship of his Lord? We attack immediately the chieftain,” shouted some jin by the river flying straight towards the young man who had come to prostrate in the first rakaat.

“Allahuakbar

“Allahuakbar Subhana Rabbiul Akla Wabi Hamdih,” prayer when prostration has been pronounced airing out from the lips of the young man.

However, the jin group on the river bank still continued to fly with complete weaponry. Straight to the young man, about to destroy the young man who was praying. But not until they get close. Suddenly all the members of the jin chieftain by the river were wiped out. They seemed to be burned by the heat coming out from between the young man's prostration. They were left unceremonious until they became ashes.

The young man seemed to not care about the surrounding atmosphere, he continued to hold two rakaat at dawn in the desired order. It was as if he was only focused on prayer and Allah alone. As if he had given it all to the Creator. The young man seemed so sure of God's protection that he carried out his mandatory funeral.

Finally the young man ended two dawn rakaats with two sentences of greetings, “Assalamualaikum Warahmatullah, Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh.”

Then wash your face with both palms. Marking that it had been two rakaat fardu dawn by him. Then one by one the young man took off the special clothes that he always used to carry out his obligations to God. The young man seemed to fold his sturdy white clothes and black holster patterned batil pekalongan his. Slowly he put a sturdy shirt, holster and peci into the backpack he had placed next to him from the beginning.

“Alhamdulillah Hirabbil Alamin, finished morning prayers. Thank God for the time you have given me. Alright then I will return to continue the journey home to Jombang,” said the young man seemed to clean the shorts and shirts he was wearing, he said, which a while ago he doubled with sturdy clothes and gloves during prayer.

“Bismillah, Jaka's father wait for your son. Umi Putri I miss the same Umi,” said the young man shot high like a missile towards the city of Jombang. Precisely to a village where his birth place on the edge of Jombang city named Mojokembang village.