BIDAYATUL HIDAYAH
AWAL PERMULAAN (TURUNNYA) PETUNJUK HIDAYAH
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Childhood is happinest time for kids. Al off kids are likes that time. They can be happy whit their play, they also can be sad with their play. That moment (time) the kids are free to do their ekspression. Every time in childhood can make fun, can make sad, can make snile, can make cry, can make every difficult be easy, can make all activity full of smile. Childhood also can make experience, can make unforgotten experience, can make funny experience or funny story… it si complette.
Remembered about my experience in childhood, unforgotten experience. Before it can I to introduce my self. My name is Iin Sholihin, I’m a male, I was born in Yogyakarta on September 1989. I lift in Malangan, the best village for me. In this village I got manykind of knowledge and experience. Remembered in Ramadan 2001, long times ago. We are know, that islam had five pillars :
- Syahadah, A short statement declaring the greatness and onaness of God
- Sholat, Prayer that is offered five times a day
- Shoum, the fast thats takes place during ramadan
- Zakat, a religius tax used for the poor, the sick, and the others less privileged in the islamic community
- Hajj, the pilgrimage to the holy city of Mecca
We know, the tird pillars reference an also importan muslim holiday. That is shoum, when we did it in Ramadan . Ramadan is the ninth month of islamic calendar, this month last 29 – 30 days. (remembered) in Ramadan 2001 I was 12 years old, I expected to observe the fast in the noon, and prayed tarowih in the night, and also wake up to post midnight meal (sahur). They are my daily activity in ramadan. First day in Ramadan , I felt heavy to fast. I felt my body was pliant and very-very hungry and thirsty. My skull was sweat and my stomach was string because hungry. On this day I only could sit and sleep because my body was pliant. I prayed dhuhur and asar with weak, do not hat spirit and power.
Still on firs day of ramadan, thought I feel hungry, thirsthy, pliant and also weak, I do not vain my fast, I kept my fast. Until time to break the fast, I got my power. I was happy and smile full, I got the fresh for it. Afther that I prayed maghrib together with my friends in Nurul Huda mosque.
Not only that, one moment when I not forgot it in the ramadan (unforgotten moment). When I prayed Tarowih with my friends in musholla Nurul Huda ( in front of Nurul Huda mosque). That incident was happened in midle of ramadan ( fifteenth or sixteenth day of ramadan). That time 07.00 P.M. We are prayed Isya in musolla, mr. Sukidi as command / imam and speaker (da'i). Afther prayed, we listened islamic lesson ( kultum). We listwned seriously, but at last season in “kultum” we was commotion, mr.Sukidi as speaker as not respected, he felt it's normal. He think commontion is habbitualy of kids. Because it we were enjoyed. Time 07.20 P.M, we prayed tarowih.
In the midle of prayed tarowih , the situation not condusif, I and my friends commotioned... so the musolla was crowded. Mr. Sukidi responed it, he gave advice to I and my friends . He gave intruction for some kids, included I and Cholis (my old friend) to be quite. The commotion happened again and again. Believe it or not , the provocator ( it's my opinion) is Cholis, not me. Mr.Sukidi saw to me, he held and pulled mt hand and drived me to toilet, I criyed and streamed, he nevermind about my cry. He put in me to the toilet and he locked toilet. I only could criyed and streamed.. pray tarowih was advanced. A moment afther that, my friend ( name is Opik) gone to toilet and opened the dor (the door another, couse that toilet had two doors, opened from out). I could exited from it and I said thanks to he. Afther it Opik gone to tarowih, and I gone back to my home.
Afther this incident, I not came in musholla to tarowih during 3 -5 days, because I still ashamed if I met my friends and mr.Sukidi.. That moment I thought and quested to my self: “ Why mr. Sukidi gove panishment to me? not to my friends another?. Did I make trouble in that incident/ moment?, in fact, my friend (Cholish) also make trouble in that incident ….”. ( I don't know) . Gradually I felt It's no problem...... It's the lesson for me to be better ... to be the best personaly.
That is my story, my experience, also my funny story when I can not forget it until to day. Now I can think, that incident can makes me to think alot to do something. I must think moderat, I must can make a problem solving if I meets some of problem.. All of incident always bring a lesson, That's right ???
