
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Asma only arrived at the mosque because the trip was quite jammed in the afternoon, coupled with the vehicle he was riding was bajai to get to the mosque Ar Rohman. Asma left his motorbike and left with one of the parking lot in a place not far from the accident that hit him. His footsteps swung quickly in the courtyard of the mosque and climbed the stairs on the right side of the mosque which led to the Youth Secretariat room. In it has gathered many teenagers to discuss the routine agenda in every Ramadan. For the teenagers around the mosque holding activities in the month of Ramadan is to enliven the mosque with a variety of useful activities while embracing the teenagers to be active in activities and enliven the mosque.
“Assalamu’alaikum ..” Asma said while opening the door.
His voice was smooth-sounding, typical of his presence. The answer of his greeting in unison sounded echoing. His smile greeted everyone. A man who had just joined Ihsan and his friends raised his gaze and was shocked at what he saw. Asma and Asham looked at each other, surprised at what was before him. The meeting on the street brought him back.
“innallahi, asthma. His hand why ?” silvi said, panicking and directly approaching Asma while embracing her.
Asham immediately lowered his gaze guiltily. A woman who was accidentally injured on the road was a woman who was very loved by her friends.
“(asma also smiles) nothing ka silvi, just a small accident.” The answer.
“wounded right hand.” Silvi.
“insya god quickly healed, let alone there are friends sholihah who pray” sahut Asma with a smile.
“you fell off the motor, ma ? or get hit by people ? is the person responsible ?” Salwa asked who was also approaching, so worried and put Asthma's palm on her palm.
“(asma smiles with joy on her face) Thank God that person is very responsible.” Asma answered while glancing at Asyam who had been watching him.
“already, asmaanya kan cape. Be told to sit down, Poor.” Said Nadia who was sitting on her stool.
“I guess you didn't come, ma.” Ihsan.
“come , bang. Asthma said that asthma was late because it had to complete the task first at RAI.” Obviously Asthma while putting the bag in the locker.
“oh, yes. Asma .. know this brother, his name is Abdullah Asyam.” Ihsan.
“Salam knows bang Asyam. I'm Asma.” Smoke with hospitality on his face.
“Alhamdulillah nambah nih list ReMas (teen mosque) us.” Silvi.
“Alhamdulillah to silvi. Hopefully it will increase our spirit to preach.” Smile with Asma.
Asthma starts to open her notebook.
“aww .. astaghfirullah.” Asma said while holding the struggle of her right hand with her left hand to endure the pain on her finger, her tears had once dripped.
“sick yes ? already have. Let me take notes.” Salwa said so worried and immediately closed the Asthma notebook.
“has rested first, asthma. Don't impose.” Syahrul.
“iya. Already you shut up and just listen to what is explained bang ihsan.” Salwa.
Salwa Kanisa Ajiba is a beautiful girl. Even her beauty exceeds the friends of mosque teenagers among princesses. A girl who was praised for her beauty by friends among the princess even became a conversation among the sons. A most beautiful gift from Allah SWT, having a perfect physique, a beautiful face and clean skin. But who would have thought that the beauty of a woman can be a fitrah to be a slander. Even if we cannot keep a deposit entrusted to us by His Creator.
Salwa is the only child of Ibu Rana and Mr. Habibi. Just like Ustadz Hasan and Ustadzah Zulfah who had one daughter, namely Asma. Salwa's current activity is working at one of the sharia banks in south Jakarta. In matters of religion, Salwa is still under Asthma who really learn, understand and practice in his daily life. His heart is still fragile with love, his thinking pattern still puts forward his Ego. His feelings and thoughts were still unable to fuse together. Perhaps because it is often spoiled by both parents.
“i repeat once more to remind. The committee of Ramadan activities will be chaired by Syahrul Ramadhan and Zidan Misbah Sa’dan as his representative. To fund my activities with Silvi will be coordinated by the mosque to submit a budget of activities as additional cash. Asyam served as the person in charge of activities that will be assisted by Asthma. Nadia and Salwa work together for the consumption. The others will later be assigned tasks in the continuity of activities.” Ihsan.
Muhammad Ihsan Safaraz, handsome man memorizing Qur’an. A Bachelor of Tafsir Science. He was highly respected by
teenage siblings and friends of his age. A 25th-year-old man who lives in a tenement (cost). Ihsan persisted in continuing his preaching in the mosque which was once a stopover during the holidays from his boarding school. Although currently his family moved to occupy his new house in Citra Indah City housing complex, Bogor. Ihsan still chose to live around the mosque which became his da'wah field since graduating Madrasah Aliyah.
Abdullah Asyam, a Javanese-born young man who is also a scholar, Ihsan's comrade-in-arms. While filling his vacation with activities during Ramadan as well as helping Ihsan as the chairman of the Masjid Youth. Asyam took the time to join before returning home with family.
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