Islamic Romance
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Arriving at home I rushed to help umi wash the dishes at the rice stall after finishing helping umi, I saw a wall clock that had shown at four in the morning. I also asked permission to ummi to teach children to learn to teach in the mosque not far from the village hall.
^^^“ Ummi, Nay pamit, want to teach njai first ya” ^^
Pamit ku to Ummi. Then I kissed the back of his hand.
...“Assalammualaikum Ummi”'s...
...“Waalaikumssalam” ...
Ummi Reply.
Then I climbed a bicycle pedaling slowly towards the mosque.
Besides teaching at the House of Dusk. I also teach every day at four in the afternoon. Most of those who follow njai with me are the children of dusk house who are 6 – 9 years old. And there were also some of them were the children of the neighbors of the house.
The number of children who participated in teaching with me amounted to 15 people.10 of them were children of the sari house of twilight. Among them were 6 girls and 4 boys. And the other five were the children of a neighbor. There are 3 boys and 2 girls.
Now I have entered the mosque. I put down my bike and immediately took ablution first before starting to teach and entering the mosque. As I walked into the mosque, I saw the boy waiting for me at our usual place of study.
The place is at the far right corner near the place of prayer specifically women who are blocked by green cloth curtains with aluminum iron as enforcers of the boundary between the place of prayer men and women. That's where I taught them to teach together.
...“ Assalammualaikum adek adek ” ...
greet me who approaches them.
...“ Waalaikumssalam Nay Tea !! ” ...
reply them in unison.
So I told them to open the Quran to read Surah Al Baqarah verses 195-200 together. After that I will test their readings one by one. Justifying the tajwid readings and proceeding with the Juz 30 rote test.
It does not feel the time has passed the clock has shown at half-five in the afternoon. The teaching activity has been completed. My son asked me to tell him a story.
...“TETEH COME STORY !!!” ...
^^^“ Well,, calm the child still want to tell a story. Dengerin and see well yes ” ^^^
I said it ended with a smile.
I always tell stories of prophets and friends or other stories.
...“ Yea.... ” ...
the children exclaimed happily. I also began to tell the story of Abu Dujanah in the time of the Prophet.
“ In the time of the Prophet Shallallahu alaihi
salam wa. There was a friend named Abu Dujanah. Every time after performing the prayer services together with His Majesty the Prophet. Abu Dujanah was always looking forward to going home. He was so in a hurry to go home tampa waiting for the prayer reading that the Prophet finished praying.on one occasion the Prophet tried to ask for an explanation to Abu Dujanah”
“Haii. Do you not have a request that you should send to God, so that you never wait for me to finish praying. Why are you so in a hurry to get home? What's up?”
Ask Prophet. Abu Dujanah answered.
“ Yes, Our Prophet has one reason ”
“ What's your reason? Try saying it ! ”
^^^command of His Majesty the Prophet.^^^
...“ Here ” ...
Said Abu Dujanah who began to elaborate his answer.
“ Our house is side by side exactly with the house of a man. Well on the grounds of our neighbor's house there is a towering date palm tree, his forehead dangling into our house. Whenever there is wind at night. Dates owned by my neighbors fell one of them landed in our home yard ”
“ Yes, our Messenger is a family of people who do not have. My son often starved, ate less. When our son wakes up, whatever they get eats. After the prayer is finished. We hurry to go home soon before our son wakes up from his sleep ”