أَشْهَدُ أَنْ لَّا إِلَهَ إِلَّا اللّٰهُ وَأَشْهَدُأَنَّ مُحَمَّدًا عَبْدُهُ وَرَسُولُهُ
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Reflection night
A MERCY

KYAI AND PROSTER

KH. Ali Yahya Lasem is famously handsome, well-built and athletic. When the sarong, the turban, and the cap he opened he looked like a Caucasian European, American or Australian. No wonder many women are fascinated.

One day he was invited to fill the pengajian in Jepara, while on a car trip that he was traveling stopped at a red light. At that time he sat beside the driver by removing the turban and skull he wore. Suddenly a young, sexy, sexy woman approached her.

The entertainer thought that if the gallant man in the car was a lot of money tourists who were looking for fun in Indonesia.

"Night, Om."

"Night."

"Come on, Om. Can I?"

"Oh, okay, okay. Please come in."

The young woman rushed into the car. The door closed and the car started to go.

"Where are you going, Om? Need me, no? I temenin till morning yes, Om? "

While wearing more kopiah and turban kiyai Ali casually replied, "Oo, this you want to Ngaji in Jepara. Nothing, please come with me. "

The woman was startled and awkward, "Oh, so this bapak is a chaplain, eh?"

Just call om now call pak kiyai.

Funny, huh? Kiyai Ali smiled amused.

"Sorry, chaplain, I really do not know. Once again I am sorry."

The woman became more tense and her face was pale with fear.

But Kiyai Ali casually said, "Oo, no nothing. Just relax, Mbak. Once in a good study. "

"No kiyai, I'm going down here."

"I can do it. Till it's a sampean say you want to come along, yes have to come. "

"But I do not wear head scarf, chaplain?"

"Easy, you will not borrow the congregation."

"But I am ashamed of the Kiyai?"

"Lho, sampean so pel # cur ndak shy, kok pengajian even shy. Piye to? "

"How is this, chaplain?" The woman gets more and more awkward, "I'm afraid, chaplain?" It was shame now she was afraid. Hehe..

Kiyai Ali wisely soothed, "Please, relax."

The car continues to run until finally to the destination. Jepara. The atmosphere where the recitation was held was busy. Male and female pilgrims crowded into the venue. Frenzied the committee awaits the arrival of Kiyai Ali.

Once out of the car Kiyai Ali directly approached the congregation of mothers, "Excuse me, can borrow the headscarf. This you know, Miss Nyai forgot to bring the hijab. "

Bu Nyai is a call of honor usually attributed to the kiyai's wife. The time yes kiyai wife forgot to veil. Hehe.

With a little confused the mother replied hurriedly, "Oh, it can be a chaplain. I'll get you a minute. "

The mother rushed away and soon returned. Hijab that he was brought into the car and directly used by the woman. After the neat woman got out of the car and masyaallah ... Directly invaded the entourage of mothers to kiss her hand. "It's a blessing," he said.

Received such an honor, the woman who is now conjured up to be a pale faceless Mrs. Nyai. She is welcome, entertaining, and served like a queen. There is a mixture of embarrassment sneaking in his heart.

Pengajian was held with great care, Kiyai Ali became a remarkable speaker, the delivery is light but in the meaning of its content.

After the event Mrs. Nyai Dada is welcome to enjoy a variety of food. Then eat heavy.

But before eating the congregation of mothers prayed for blessing from Mrs. Nyai Dadakan, he was suddenly shocked to death. Have not prayed for a long time, have forgotten the prayer that had been memorized when small Ngaji in the village. Fortunately still remember Rabbana Atina Fi Dunya Hasanah, Wa Fil Akhirati Hasanah ..

Even before going home, the congregation of mothers took turns kissing hands and ushered with respect to enter the car.

During the trip in the car the comforter woman cried in a sob, tearing with tears. Kiyai Ali and the driver let him down.

After a somewhat calm atmosphere, Kiyai Ali advises, "Does not Sampean see and think about how these people treated you, honored you, crowded you, delivered you, and also willing to queue just to kiss your hands one by one, even ask for blessings from you, know who you are? "

Again the woman cries, feels contemptible, sad, and sad to remember the sinful deed she has been doing. But God closes his shame, God loves him so much.

"Today," continued Kiyai Ali, "Sampean can be advice that may be valuable advice during your life, then immediately repent and beg forgiveness of God. Do not take a life before taubat. "
The cries are becoming heavier. Kiyai Ali let him.

With a sob the woman said, "Thank you Kiyai for his advice, and blessings from this incident. Starting today I repent and quit this lecherous work. Once again thanks to the chaplain. "

To cultivate this story means that we learn wisely. Our scholars, predecessors, and teachers of preachers preach well and wisely, invite without stepping on, advising without and show truth without humiliating the degree of humanity.

This is one of the beautiful and soothing ponds that make many people interested in Islam. May be a lesson for us to communicate the truth well.
              #   May be useful. #