Leaning Zone
Pledge
...*HAPPY READING*...
Dedi sat cross-legged with the worshipers who were mostly doctors who were Rudi's colleagues.
Ustad Sham who used to lead the study is delivering tausiah after the magrib prayer which was held in congregation.
What is unusual this time is the presence of Rudi's son and wife who he has never shown in front of the staff before. Few know Santi, what else Rista and Dika.
"alright. It seems I need a friend to sit here" said Ustad Syam.
All the worshippers looked at each other. Indeed, Rudi did not tell that today there are those who intend to make 2 sentences of the creed before them all.
"You are ahead..."
Pinta Rudi slightly whispered to Dedi.
"Why am I Om?"
"Because we are here to welcome you, God willing."
Dedi was silent. He did not fully understand Rudi's intentions.
"Let's Nak Dedi, accompany me here."
Feeling called, Dedi immediately got up and walked forward with his head down. He then sat down next to the sham.
"The young man next to me is quite handsome, no, it seems possible to be a dream ghost candidate" joked Ustad Syamsi when he saw a tense look on Dedi's face.
"Not Dedi only has Rista," protested Rista while squeezing her face.
"Sttt..."
Santi interrupted Rista to calm down.
"Yes, yeah. Is that just kidding?" rina continued to keep Rista calm.
Dika came and just sat down near his sister.
"He why?" dika asked Rina because she saw the tangled face of her beloved sister.
"Stt...."
Rina simply held her index finger in front of her lips.
Dika was not long present there after completing the lightning process of conversion of his best friend.
"Well pilgrims, may ask a lot for what we are all here now, but not the schedule is routine, but here we have guests. And this young man is our special guest."
Dedi cupped his hands as a greeting to all the pilgrims who were there.
"Alright, because the distance between magrib and isya' was not long, I immediately said that this young man intended and mantab to say 2 sentences of shahadah."
Various reactions appeared right then and there, but the dominant one was a look of surprise and astonishment.
"Ba'da asyar I just arrived from out of town, so when doctor Rudi asked me to come here immediately, I refused. But after he made his point, I felt I had to come no matter how tired I was."
"There are, however, more important things that I would like to ask and might want worshippers to listen to."
"Son Dedi, Dedi John is his name?"
"Rubber Ustad."
"I don't want to ask your beliefs before, but I want to know what makes you sure to be a Muslim."
Dedi paused for a moment, gathering the memory debris in his mind.
"Shortly, so that it can be straightened out if something is not right. Because religion is not limited to human views, but to deal with the Creator."
Dedi looked a few times sighing. The mood of mushola was suddenly silent.
"I, an orphan, lost my parents as a child and then lived in an orphanage. Decided to leave the parlor while sitting in the 3rd grade junior high school."
"Since the beginning of SMK I began to be close friends with Dika my best friend. In addition, there are also some other friends who are also Muslim. When doing tasks, they always break every adhan and continue after the adhan is over. From there I also began to like to hear the sound of Adhan."
"One time when we had a basketball practice schedule, it happened to be Sunday. In the middle of training Dika asked me, isn't today the time to worship? From there I felt that Islam was tolerant. And some other friends also allowed me to worship and stones followed when I was done."
"I finally beg myself. But not to go to ******, but I'm brooding in an old building."
"After some time, I returned to practice, and at that time the dzuhur adhan reverberated. As usual all training breaks. They immediately take ablution and prayer. After the prank prayer I asked, do not bother worship many times every day?"
"I remember very well Dika who replied, because if you get ablution it is cool, not only the body is cool, but the heart as well."
"Class X semester 2, I sat down with Dika and started to know about her life."
Dedi looked at Dika. Dika nodded as if he knew that Dedi was asking permission to talk about it, although there are many who do not know who Dika is.
"His family condition is chaotic. He chose to live alone and not with his parents. But he never left his prayers."
Degh's!
Santi raised his hand in front of his mouth. His heart and mind were confused.
"Have you never been angry with God for giving you this fate? He lightly asked, What if God didn't give me the destiny to live in this world?"
Dedi sighed.
"Since then I have been convinced that God exists but I feel empty of what I have. I secretly studied and found out about some religion."
"Until the end of this morning Dr. Rudi was able to answer all my doubts, and I immediately expressed my desire to follow his beliefs."
Santi had shed tears hearing what her son and husband had done.
"So, you converted to Islam at the invitation of doctor Rudi?"
Dedi.
"No. It's on my own will."
"What do you want to do after you become a Muslim?"
"Safety in the world and the Hereafter."
"Subhanallah..."
A happy heart emanates from all that is there.
"I think you already know a lot about Islam, but my message, Islam is rahmatan lil alamin, which means Islam as a mercy or compassion for the whole universe. Not only the living but also the lifeless. So if one day you discover the impropriety of man by overcoming the name of Islam, you should never blame Islam, but look at who did it."
Dedi nodded in understanding.
"So are you really ready to say two sentences of shahada?"
"Ready," said Dedi accompanied by a nod of mantab.
"Follow me."
"Bismillahirohmanirrohim."
"Bismillahirohmanirrohim."
"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaah..."
"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaah..."
"Wa asyhadu's..."
"Wa asyhadu's..."
"Anna..."
"Anna..."
"Mohammada..."
"Mohammada..."
"Rasuulullah's..."
"Rasuulullah's..."
"I testify..."
"I testify..."
"That's it..."
"That's it..."
"There is no God..."
"There is no God..."
"Other than God."
"Other than God."
"And I testify..."
"And I testify..."
"That's it..."
"That's it..."
"Prophet Muhammad..."
"Prophet Muhammad..."
"The Messenger of God."
"The Messenger of God."
Echoes of unpretentious tardiness welcome the presence of his nausea brother.
Dika forgot to keep his image in front of Rina. He seemed busy wiping the tears that were without excuse out of his eyes.
At his side Santi has been as excited since Dedi told how his son made Dedi fall in love with his religion.
TB
As you wish, Dedi converted to Islam. Prepare To focus on Dika and Rin's life yes, 😘😘😘😘😘