
Shortly before takbir, Azlan had the opportunity to ask taufik so that God gave special privileges when doing prayer, because khusyu is a sign of the faithful, prospective inhabitants of heaven. That is his desire as a believer. Expecting intimacy, which will certainly radiate peace of soul and peace of heart. Expect the doors of happiness and well-being to be opened wide.
“Allahu Akbar!” The priest raised the takbir.
Makmum.
Azlan sought to present the feeling that while he was standing before God, the Lord of all nature, who knew all that was hidden, who knew the whispers in his soul. He believed that he was honoring his Lord at that time. And Azlan felt peace immediately. He is the Most Loving, feels closer, closer than the veins of the neck.
“Bismilbornrohmanirrohiim.”
Entering the Imam reading Al Fatihah, Azlan expressed the belief that he was in dialogue with God at that time.
“Alhamdulilbornobbil’aalamiin.” (Praise be to Allah the Lord of the Worlds).
Azlan believed that the Lord from the seventh heaven answered, “My Servant praises Me.”
“Arrohmaanirrohiim.” (The Most Compassionate, Most Merciful.”
Azlan believed that God replied, “My servant praises Me again.”
“Maaliki yaumiddiin.” (The ruler on the day of vengeance).
Azlan again believed that God replied, “My servant flatters Me.”
Azlan believed God to answer, “This is the boundary between Me and My servant, and for him what he asks.).
“Ihdinas Shirootol. Shirootol ladziina an’amta ‘alaihim ghoiril mafhdhuubi’alaihim waladh dhoolliiin.” (Show us the straight path, the path of those whom You have given favor. It is not the path of those you despise and not the path of the perverted).
Azlan again believed, God replied, “This is my servant's part and for him what he asks.” (CHR. Muslims no. 598)
Prayers over.
Azlan took the mushaf from inside the closet of the mosque, a small mushaf wrapped in a bag the size of a mushaf. Azlan opened the zipper and began chanting the holy verses. Azlan's eyes involuntarily glazed over the letters strung out there, the letters of which were none other than the great formulas of God, and only God knew their exact meaning.
The chanting of verses coming out of his mouth made time go by so fast. Until unknowingly, for his love for the holy verses of the Qur’an, Azlan had spent half an hour there. Soon he finished the reading and put the mushaf in its original place after kissing it full of reverence.
Azlan left the mosque. He drove the car out of the mosque area, crossing a portal that automatically opened just after he pressed a mini button near the gate.
The car moves splitting the silence of the night, the situation at this time feels quiet, unlike in the morning, which is so crowded with vehicles even often there is congestion. In that quiet situation, Azlan did not need to think twice to speed up his car.
But when the speed level of the car is at high speed, suddenly from the side appeared someone crossed the road. Just like tuyul, appearing suddenly, made Azlan nervous to avoid. Fortunately, his reflexes immediately braked and slammed the steering wheel to the side to avoid the girl, unfortunately the car did not turn perfectly, just a little turn. Until something possibly bad happens up ahead.
Azlan lowered his head, still holding the roundabout. Slowly he raised his head with an expression full of worry. Did he hit someone? But it looks like his car didn't touch anything.
Tbc