Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

39. Best Prize

Ridwan and Anisa momentarily looked at each other, although eventually each of them looked down.

Anisa due to the shy cat, while Ridwan of course felt that should not look at the non-mahrom for more than three seconds.

No, if later his love for Anisa just changed into a forbidden feeling.

"Sorry Ustadz, may I take a video while Suci is teaching? His mother asked me to send."

Anisa said with her soft voice.

Ridwan nodded and let Anisa in,

Anisa then took a seat in the back position of Ustadz Ridwan.

Suci will teach one more child.

Anisa noticed the way Ridwan taught her students one by one painstakingly, seeing it made her even more amazed and so imagined when Ridwan would become the Imam in the household they built.

But...

Astaghfirullah, Anisa shook her head, as if trying to get rid of the thoughts that possessed her.

How could he even be thinking about the household with Ridwan, even though their relationship is not clear at this time.

Maybe true, Ridwan had expressed his feelings even though in a sentence that is still not too clear because it is still a big new child.

Love snot child or better known love monkey was not necessarily still Ridwan had for Anisa. That's how Anisa tried to wake herself up.

Looks beautiful girl sighed, back in her focus see the learning process of teaching Ridwan to Suci and his friends.

Until then arrived when Suci sat facing Ridwan.

Suci looked tense, because of her Aunt, Anisa seemed to be preparing to take a video when Suci was teaching.

Sacred stared at his Aunt who was now standing about a meter behind Ridwan sitting.

"Alfatihah first yes Suci, later after Alfatihah reading is good, we change reading the word."

Said Ridwan to Suci.

Saints nodded.

"Prince Mr. Ustadz."

Holy Sahut anyway.

Suci then read Surah Al-fatihah as his friends did before finally continuing to read the last time they studied with Ustadz Saleh.

Anisa seemed to be quick to take a video of Suci who began to teach, occasionally Ridwan was heard correcting the way Suci read alfatihah.

Until then, Suci was finally finished, and Ridwan gave some notes to Saints so that later it could be given to his parents.

Not only Saints of course, but also his Holy friends.

After Suci, there are still two more children who teach Ridwan.

Anisa sat down.

He then sent the video to his sister's number, as he requested.

About half an hour after that, when Ridwan finally finished teaching one by one his students, he then ended his lessons today with a message that children continue to teach after the Maghrib, he said, repeat what they just read.

"Recover your house with the recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an, so that light may appear from the sky, and make it easier for the spirit to come to your house. Make you comfortable living in the house, because the Angels keep you from many sides. And surely, you who are the children of Sholeh and Sholihah, will be lamps for both parents."

Ridwan said.

"Ustadz, is it true that if our parents die, then reading prayers will make them happy?"

Ask a child who is a friend of the Saints.

Ridwan smiled then nodded, then,

"My father died two months ago because of Mr. Ustadz's illness, Mother still cries, but Brother told me, I'm a man should not cry, if sad read a prayer for Dad."

"Truely said Brother,"

Answer Ridwan.

"Kakak became the head of the rohis in school, idol sister is ustadz Adi Hidayat."

Said the boy.

Ridwan nodded and again with a smile.

What a happiness in itself, in times like this, there are still young people who are active in the rohis, not to mention his idol is an Ustadz who is indeed his science is so amazing.

"Mau Ustadz tell you a story that Ustadz heard from Guru Ustadz at the boarding school?"

"You..."

The kids answered.

Anisa who was sitting in the position behind Ridwan also seemed enthusiastic to want to hear, because of course she remembered Umi.

Ridwan momentarily closed his Koran, placed it on the right side of himself, then he stared one by one his students gently.

"It is said that there is a alim who likes to give alfatihah surah to the Muslims and Muslim women who have died, he always read it every time he finished praying. Because of his special practice, he suddenly had a dream."

Ridwan begins his story,

"What dream is ustadz?"

Ask Holy, please,

"The man was sitting in a place he had never visited, and he saw a big tumpeng, and the food was placed in the middle of the place, before long suddenly came a lot of people to the place, they scrambled a large food tumpeng placed in the middle of the place. They're like people who're very hungry."

"The pious man saw them eating like hunger to pity, surely they were very happy to find such a big dish."

"However, suddenly there was one Father who just sat quietly and only saw those who were fighting for food. The pious man was confused, why did the man seem to be so calm, did not join the fight for food, nor did he seem to be hungry."

"Then... The pious man rather than curious to go to the father, he asked the father."

"Hi Father, why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry? Ask the pious."

"Then the father asked replied, I am not hungry, I do not need to fight for food with them, because every day, my son sends me gifts."

Saints and his friends looked gawking, though,

"What gift is Ustadz?"

Ask Sacred marketing.

"Holy listen to it until it's done, don't like interrupting."

Friend said.

Ridwan smiled, then continued his story, and,

"The father pointed to the great tumpeng, saying to the pious man, the great tumpeng is indeed a gift from you to the Muslims and Muslims who are gone, those who do not receive prayer from their families starve and end up fighting over the prayer you sent."

"While my son, the Fulan, he never forgot to give me a gift, he kept giving me every day."

"What is your son's name, Father? Ask the pious man. Then the father mentioned the name of the child, he also did not forget to tell the pious man, that his son the fulan traded near the market door."

"After the Father mentioned the name of his son and also his own name, suddenly the pious man woke up from his sleep, he was shocked when he woke up because his dream felt real."

Ridwan looked at each of his students again, only then he continued the story, and then he continued,

"The next morning, he finally came to the market, curious to find the name of the child, and how shocked he was, he was, when it turned out that there was a name of the boy who was also right the fulan was selling near the market door."

"Then the pious man finally came to the place where the fulan was trading, he asked the fulan if he knew the name of a father, and when the pious man mentioned the name of the father who was in his dream, the son was surprised."

"Where do you know my father? Were you his friend during life? Does my father owe you? Ask the boy."

"Of course the pious man shook his head, no! Said the pious man, I came because I wanted to know you, O son of Sholeh, what practice do you give his reward to your Father every day? To make your father there into such a lucky man."

"The child is confused, what does it mean that you are lucky? Ask the boy who is selling at the door of the market. Then the pious man recounted the experience of his dream, making the boy cry bitterly. Alhamdulillahot... Alhamdulillahot... I am sure and believe, God will surely give a better life for the Father there."

"The man patted the young man on the shoulder, then the boy said again, I was actually waiting for the customer to come to read the sholawat and sholawat that I gave to you, Father, and after praying I give Al-Fatihah to you too."

"The psalmist looks teary, it is true what the Prophet said, that the unbroken practice of a mayit is the prayer of the son of Sholeh."

Anisa behind Ridwan, who was sitting there listening to her sobbing cry, how painful her heart was to hear the story.

It is visible to him if all this time he was just busy wailing, crying for the departure of Umi, cursing himself with endless guilt.

But...

But Anisa forgot, that what a dead person needs is nothing but prayer.

Want like whatever Anisa regrets, still Anisa will not make Uminya live again, and time can be replayed.

And...

"That's why, every time you finish praying, recite prayers for parents, send gifts to the Muslims and Muslims who have died. Those who many of his family forget in order to keep eating and not starve."

Ridwan said ending his story.

The kids nodded.

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