Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

108. Vishnu and Ridwan

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi..."

Ridwan said his greetings while looking to the right, following the priest who today Pak Haji Imron who appeared in front.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi..."

Then he turned to the left, and Haji Imron began to recite,

"Astaghfirullahal'adzii Alladzii laaailaaha illa huwal hayyul qoyym wa atuubu ilaih,"

"Laaailaaha illallah wahdahulaa sharikalah lahul mulku walahul hamdu yuhyu wayumiitu wahuwa 'alaa kulli syaiin qodir,"

"Allahumma antas salaam, waminkas salaam, wa ilaika ya'uudus salaam, fahayyinaa robbanaa bis salaam, waadzkilnal jannaata daaros salaam, tabarokta robbanaa wa ta'aalaita ya dzal jalaali wal ikrom."

After that Pak Haji continued to read alfatihah, verse qursi and then reading tahmid, takbir, tahlil, istighfar, sholawat and others.

Some of the makmum who have other affairs move slowly backwards one by one, one by one, while those who have time and want to linger in the mosque like Ridwan choose to remain calm and continue to do misikr with Pak Haji Imron until it is finished.

Meanwhile, out there drizzling down thinly, water droplets are heard falling on the canopy of the mosque to cause a distinctive sound and rhythm.

Some stray cats ran in the shade in the courtyard under the mosque canopy which was also used to park worshippers.

There are those who choose under the car, there are also those who even go up on the motorbike, there are also those who choose in the corner of the courtyard because they are still small.

On the pilgrims who one by one out of the mosque there are indifferent, some expel, but there are also those who care, but there are also those who care, and most of those who care are students who cost a lot in the area.

One of them often left food for feral cats on the marbot, which made some feral cats around the mosque finally start to look a lot.

"It's okay, the important thing is not to go inside, we are not as smart as the people in Medina and Mecca or Turkey who can free them from entering. As long as we do not hurt and feed sufficiently, then when we take shelter we allow, inshaAllah is part of charity."

Such was the message of Ustadz Soleh when he was still filling out a lecture for study every Friday night at the mosque Uswatun Hasanah.

And from this message, which eventually made many pilgrims began to open their hearts to wild cats who needed a little human alms to survive.

Now it appears that Marbot gave him food that was entrusted to him by one of the student children who seemed to be the children of people in his hometown.

The drizzle still came down thinly, when Ridwan and Pak Haji Imron and several other parents finished reciting and came out of the mosque.

They seemed to find a view of the drizzling shade that was hit by the light of the street lamp so that a kind of thin transparent thread curtain.

So are some wild cats eating in the parking lot of the mosque.

A father and a small child who was a worshiper of the mosque who had gone home earlier seemed to be struggling back, his son looked exhausted, crying,

"What is this Mr. Sulton?"

Ask Mr. Haji Imron, who found Mr. Sulton next door neighbor carrying his youngest child crying.

"This is Mr. Haji, just saw a little kitten asking to be brought home, I do not allow even crying in the house of the rampage-ngamuk."

Said Mr. Sulton.

Haji Imron smiled, as did the others, including Ridwan.

Looks finally Ridwan approached the child, then crouched down to be equal to the child.

"You want to keep Le's cat?"

Ask Ridwan.

The first grade SD boy nodded.

"Don't be played rough nggih, dear, treated well, given enough food, because later in the afterlife the cat will be given time to wait for us in Shirothol Mustaqim. They will accompany us to safety, to lead us to heaven when we treat them well."

Ridwan.

The boy nodded, though,

"Prince Mr. Ustadz."

Ridwan stroked the boy's head gently, though,

"I don't really like cats."

Complaints Mr. Sulton,

"Patience, bismillah, wish all because of God, this is not a matter of likes and dislikes, they are created as a test as well as trust, a gift as well."

Haji Imron.

Ridwan.

"One of the Prophet's companions, to get the nickname Father cat also because of his affection for the cats he met. In contrast to the glory days of Pharaoh, who also greatly glorified cats to near deification, in the Islamic era came, doing good to cats was because of Allah, because he was a weak creature of Allah, who was a weak creature, we do good because they were created by God."

Ridwan.

Mr. Sulton sighed, though,

"It will be hard, but if you are sincere, inshaAllah the father will get blessing."

Ridwan added while standing back up.

Mr. Sulton finally nodded,

"Yes inshaAllah Mr. Ustadz."

Mr. Sulton said later.

Ridwan then walked towards the cats that were eating, a cat that was the smallest pitch black, which seemed to have just been thrown away looking confused looking to eat but in the tabok here and there.

The mosque's marbot had him arrested to give it to Ridwan in order to give it to his son, Mr. Sulton.

"If you want to be bathed in a petshop sir, so they better understand how to."

Said one of the worshippers who was still quite young. Mr. Sulton nodded.

Simultaneously, a black car that was an expensive car seemed to enter the courtyard of the mosque.

Mr. Haji Imron who of course is no stranger to the car was immediately welcomed when the car seemed to stop in the parking lot and then shortly the owner came out.

"Alhamdulillah... Vishnu, how are you? God, long time no see."

Mr. Haji Imron said kindly.

Vishnu was also seen smiling, he politely greeted Pak Haji Imron and kissed the back of his hand.

"I want to take part in the prayer for a while Pak Haji, then I need to be with Pak Haji for a while."

Vishnu.

Haji Imron nodded, too,

"Oh nggih monggo, monggo..."

Haji Imron was kindly welcomed.

Vishnu glimpsed with Ridwan when going to walk towards the place of male ablution.

The two threw each other a smile and a polite nod.

When Vishnu has gone to the men's toilet which is also there is a place for ablution, Mr. Sulton and his son say goodbye to Pak Haji Imron and to Ridwan.

"Good man, yes,"

Ridwan said again.

Mr. Sulton's son nodded, his hands hugging the little kitten who now immediately looked comfortable.

Ridwan smiled at the departure of Mr. Sulton and his son, while Pak Haji Imron was talking to some worshipers about Vishnu.

"That's Mas Vishnu Bu Sundari's son, right Pak Haji?"

"Enggih, who used to finance the renovation of our mosque eighty percent more is his funds from his personal funds."

"God willing..."

Everyone who heard looked amazed.

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