Want a Life of Heaven

14

The criteria?

Everybody bets for that

Love is not just about criteria

What the heart feels, which the self leans towards..

That's his real winner.

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Sadness was still evident from the look in Agnia's eyes, sitting next to Zain who was eating a small bowl of warm soup accompanied by his mother.

All three, circling the dining table. Waiting for Zain to jump up and down is happy when he finds out his grandmother is cooking chicken soup. It's been asking for it even before the soup is ripe.

"Eat it slowly, Zain!" agnia said, reminding. Smiling at his nephew.

Zain nodded, scooping again the soup before him.

"Why you?" Puspa who had not taken off his gaze from Agnia asked. Lekat pay attention to his sister-in-law rather than pay attention to his son Zain. While comfortably supporting the chin.

"Bak is why! I've seen that I'm rich." replied Agnia, throwing back her sister-in-law's question.

Puspa sighed softly, confirming his sitting position. Started to guess what Agnia would think.

"He's great, Agni... Yes, yes.." Puspa raised his right hand like he was ready to count. "Still young, virtuous, accomplished, speaker too, seedlings are just as weighty clear, and most importantly. Less what else try?"

For whatever sake Agnia was not interested in what Puspa said, swerving thinly. Agnia looked at the sister-in-law who was only two years away from her with anxiety, upset. Why is everyone so wrong about what they think?

"Will?" instead of stopping, Puspa actually asked for approval. Agnia sighed softly inwardly screaming furiously.

"Astaghfirullah.." murmured Agnia softly, but still heard by Puspa.

"Kok istighfar si, it should be Maasya Allah."

"Mom! I don't think about it anymore, and don't want to talk about it." puffed up Agnia, getting tired. Her sister-in-law is the same as the others, not understanding. "Please.."

Seeing Agnia's pleading face, Puspa instead chuckled heartlessly. Fad grin. "You are the essence." asked Puspa without removing the grin. Glad he felt seeing the annoyed face of Agnia who actually rarely appeared this. Makes her think of teasing more. "Ah. mbak know this, the bride-to-be usually rich gini. sensi."

Agnia looked at Puspa full of warning once again. This brother-in-law really likes to bother him. "Mom!"

"Yes sorry. Kidding ah!" Puspa smiled, looking at Agnia who was in fashion - do not disturb. This time, it completely ended his disturbance.

Agnia snorted bitterly, kidding what.is that funny? do not know Puspa if the anxiety on him did not come from an unclear matchmaking, but came from his meeting with Alisya. yes, it was still for him.

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Silent for a moment, the sound of a spoon clashing against a bowl sounded. Zain was not finished with his meal. Now Puspa's attention finally falls on Zain.

Agnia who had forgotten her annoyance at Puspa now looked at the clock, immediately remembered another activity from her routine schedule.

"I want to go to the mosque, study." reported Agnia. "Mbak want to come?"

Puspa shook his head after a moment of pretending to think. "Bak at home, want to help mom prepare a special dinner." he explained with a smile at the end of the sentence, deliberately flinching again the annoyance of Agnia.

"Whatever.." Agnia brief. That is, whatever special dinner Puspa means. Without looking at Puspa who put on a grin, Agnia got up. Which spontaneously attracted Zain to shuffle immediately, not to be left behind.

"Follow.."

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Zain immediately became the center of attention of the worshipers' mothers when they entered the mosque with Agnia. Directly mingle with children who become students to teach Agnia, it is commonplace.

The one sitting at the front of the door smiled. "Sit here, Ma'am" he said.

Agnia smiled back, quickly sitting next to Via one of her students. It was indeed the best place to watch over Zain, the boy who had just entered was already excited to meet many people.

It did not take long, Agnia as well as other pilgrims have been swept away on a meaningful discussion from Fauzan. His calm bearing was evident from Agnia's current position. Because hijab or barrier between male and female pilgrims opened. A free view up ahead.

"God ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ , said,

إِنَّ الصَّلَاةَ تَنْهَى عَنِ الْفَحْشَاءِ وَالْمُنْكَرِ

“Verily the prayer prevents from (deeds) heinous and presumptuous.” (QS. All ‘Fog: 45)."

"But the question is, why do many pray while they are still thick with vile deeds and mungkarnya?"

"In the interpretation of Al Karimir Rahman by Shaijh As Sa'di, the act of fahisha or vile referred to in the above verse is an ugly act favored by the soul."

"What kind, Mom? A kind of adultery, liwath is homosexual through the back road, and so forth."

"While the name may be an act other than fahishah which is denied by reason and fitrah."

"So in fact the prayer of a person can prevent the fahisha and mungkar, when the prayer that he performed in accordance with the meaning of the actual prayer."

"What are we, Mom? Praying is like being chased by a deposit. So how can we pervade every do'a that is read in prayer? What about us? Praying in a hurry? The reading of the letter in the first rakaat only we forget, the number of rakaatnya just like to be mistaken.."

"That's why it's important to present the heart in prayer. Ikhlas raised, long to be nurtured..what, Mom said Dilan? Don't miss, heavy. Let me just."

"Long is hard, but to meet God at all times in prayer is amazingly beautiful.."

"That is what removes our inclination to maksiat. So the khushu is presented, longs to be presented, sincerely presented. With that, may our prayers really prevent us from vile and wicked deeds. God willing.."

Agnia noticed every explanation Fauzan brought, she remembered one of the hadiths her father often said to make her memorized.

...إِنَّ الصَّلاَةَ لاَ تَنْفَعُ إِلاَّ مَنْ أَطَاعَهَا...

...“Prayer is not useful unless it makes a person obedient.” ¹...

"Mom!"

the gentle cry of Via made Agnia instantly turn her head, her eyebrows raised in questioning marks. Whether that makes Via no work, diverts its concentration amid the explanation given by Fauzan.

Via smiled widely, a little shy to ask. "That's. That's wearing an ash shirt, brother Agni, isn't it?"

Agnia looked quickly, no new people were praying in this mosque except.. Akmals.

"Mom!" Via again called, when Agnia was silent and not answered him.

"Hemhs? that's.." Agnia gave her lips for a moment, what should she say? if you speak wrong, he. "No. That's Akbar's theme."

"Oh.." Via nodded, grinned. "Flat."

Agnia snorted, smiling in a timid manner Via praised Akmal.

"Now answered, so focus!"

Via grinned widely once again, after getting a warning look from the teacher teaching him again. He just doesn't understand, where's the fault? His eyes were only good at recognizing something striking, that was all.

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¹. (CHR. Ahmad in Az Zuhd, p. 159 with sanad shahih and Ibn Abi Syaibah in Al Mushonnaf 13:298 with sanad hasan from the Syaqiq line of Ibn Mas’).