The Repentance of the Mafia

So Mualaf

Creek..

The creaking of the door of the hut opened was clearly heard.

"Mr.. What're you two?" Nisya was very surprised to see Samuel and his Grandma hugging tightly.

Grandma slowly unraveled Samuel's affectionate warm embrace. Grandma wiped the tears on her wrinkled cheeks with her fingers. Then he looked at the grandson who looked curious. "This, Samuel wants to convert to Islam. That's why my grandmother was so moved to hear it. Grandma didn't think Samuel had any guidance. And want to repent."

"Oouww... Was she? that's a good thing." Sahut Nisya flat. In fact, he was very surprised by the desire of Samuel who wanted to convert to Islam. Nisya rada was less sure. From the police, who had twice come to the place, Samuel is a very dangerous man. The cold-blooded mafia. Koq, change that fast.

"This is Nisha, you are the witness. Tonight Samuel will say two words of the Creed "Told his grandmother with zeal. He patted the empty place next to him.

His who still did not believe it, approached the grandmother. He sat down next to his grandmother and was right in front of Samuel.

Nisya looked seriously at Samuel who looked tense at this moment.

"Being a convert is actually not so difficult to do. But it's not easy for someone either. Mr Samuel, has this gone through any consideration? do not enter Islam. But, do not practice the pillars of Islam and the pillars of faith." His words were serious, this time, he spoke softly to Samuel.

"A, I've considered this long before. I am interested in converting to Islam. Because I want to be like you. Those who pray, teach, and fast." Samuel's voice was soft, full of seriousness. The aura of the mafia is now gone from Samuel's body.

"The process of becoming a convert needs to be prepared first by recognizing the religion of Islam. One certainly does not immediately decide to convert without learning Islam first."

"Can, you will teach him Nisha." Grandma's timpal, cut off Nisya's speech.

His neck twisted fast. Surprised by what my grandmother said. "I..?" he pointed himself with glaring eyes at Grandma. He did not like the character of Samuel. So, he was lazy to be a teacher.

"Son... It would be better if I were just grandma. Grandma understands religion." Sahut Nisya with frowning face.

"Yes dear. We'll both teach him." Answer Grandma quickly.

Nisya was silent.

"Samuel's son, do you really want to convert to Islam?" the grandmother asked Samuel his intentions.

"Yes my grandma." Samuel was firm.

"Yes, so the convert should not be forced."

"Yes Nek. I wasn't forced. It's pure my heart's desire, Grandma!" Her words are polite.

The grandmother glanced at Nisya who had since lowered her gaze. Then she looked back at Samuel.

"Well, son of Samuel. You follow, what did Grandma say?" Grandma is serious.

"Yes my grandma." Samuel was polite.

He stood up his body, and he was cross-legged. Resisting the pain in his leg.

Hufft..

He also took a deep breath.

"Bismilahbornrohmanirrohim...!" Said the grandmother firmly, she looked at Samuel, who followed her words

"Bismillah..." Samuel doesn't know the connection. He stopped saying that basmalah.

"Hirrohmanirrohim...!" Connect the grandmother.

"Mirrohmanirrohim." Samuel followed eloquently. Currently, Nisya was moved to see the seriousness of Samuel who wanted to convert to Islam.

"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu, wa asyhaduanna muhammadar rasuulullah."

"Assadu“ Samuel said wrongly.

Grandma repeated. It seems like the wrong strategy. Grandma shouldn't say it at once.

"Ashadu an laa.."

""Ashhadu an laa.." Samuel followed.

"ilaaha!" said grandma

"ilaaha!" Said Samuel, following the words of the grandmother solemnly.

"Wa asyhaduanna"

"Muhammadar rasuulullah"

Muhammadar rasuulullah." Said Samuel, he was seen waiting for Grandma's next speech.

"I testify that there is no god but Allah." Grandma's spirit. He was very happy, Samuel was easy to teach.

"I testify that there is no god but Allah." Samuel also followed the grandmother with vigor.

"And (i testify) that the Prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.”

"And (i testify) that the Prophet Muhammad was the messenger of Kala." Say Samuel well.

"Alhamdulillah!"

"Alhamdulillah!" The words of Samuel imitate the words of his grandmother.

"Hey... You don't have to follow that word anymore. Saying two sentences of his shahadah is done." Said the grandmother, smiling. The mafia before him, looks so innocent. It was like a newborn baby.

"Oohhhhhhhhhhh.. Not getting there, grandma!" Samuel laughed a little. "I don't know grandma!" His mouth still looks timid.

"Yes, Samuel's son."

"I can repeat it Ne"

"Oow.. Can do!" Grandma answered happy.

Samuel glanced at Nisya with a big confident look. As if he wanted to show his abilities.

"Ashhadu an laa ilaha illallah, wa asyhadu anna muhammadar the apostle. I testify that there is no God to be worshipped except Allah, and I testify that the Prophet Muhammad is a messenger (Revelation) of Allah."

"Allohu akbar...!" said the grandmother, giving a great compliment to the clever Samuel. Samuel has memorized the Sahadat.

Samuel smiled happily and contentedly. He is proud and happy, has embraced the religion of Islam.

"You should read the prayer. After that take a shower, and you should learn to pray. Later we start to learn Isya prayer." Said grandma softly.

"Yes Grandma, I don't mind taking a flower bath at night like this!" Samuel was firm.

The grandmother smiled, looking at Samuel. He wanted to marry Nisha and Samuel.

Hihahi

"Grandma why laugh at her own laughter?" nisya asked in surprise looking at the grandmother.

"Nobody, Grandma's so happy tonight."

"Sama Nek, I'm also happy grandma!" Samuel chimed in the words of his grandmother.

"Emmm... Mr. Samuel, follow his prayer.'

"Oouuww... What do you pray deck?" samuel looked at Nisha.

His face extended to his two hands. "If we are worthy of God, we must raise our hands like this." Hisya said, with his hands raised.

Samuel followed what He did.

"Allahumaghfirli warhamni wahdini wa 'afini warzuqni. “Yes Allah, forgive my sins, have mercy on me, guide me, confess me, and give your grace to me.” Hisya said in one breath.

" Haha... The brakes are blong? if it's that hard, I can't follow it on Deck." Samuel said with confusion.

Hhufft.

Nisha took a deep breath. It's the lyrics of the grandmother who laughed.

"All right, I'll just write down the language. Later, read it yourself."

"Oohhhhh.. That's mom!" Samuel laughed. He felt that now his life was happier, living with Hisya, Ishmael and his grandmother. Really, Samuel did not expect, his heart could change drastically. In fact, he regretted all his crimes, while being a mafia. If, he remembered his every crime. He struck his chest with a strong thump, out of fear of his own, for the sin he committed.

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