Jumat, 20 Mei 2016

Cuci Piring Juga Ibadah


Waah lama sekali blog ini tidak diisi. Hehe.
Sekarang yang punya blog sudah menikah, saudara-saudara. Jadi mungkin isi blog ini kedepannya akan bernuansa emak-emak yang bisa terlihat dari judulnya  ^^

Well, buat emak-emak dimanapun berada. Cuci piring mungkin sudah jadi rutinitas yang tak terpisahkan dalam kehidupan rumah tangga. Meskipun sebagian ada yang dibantu asisten atau anaknya. Hehe. Nah, terkadang piring-piring yang terlihat sudah menumpuk bisa bikin kita merasa enggan mencucinya. Betul? :D

Ibu-ibu shalihah, biar semangat nyucinya, gimana kalau kita inget satu hal ini:
"Cuci Piring Juga Ibadah"

(ilustrasi oleh Sistri P. Hesa)

Ibadah, kalau kita niatkan lillahi ta'ala. Iya dong, kita kan nggak mau rugi melakukan sesuatu capek-capek, tangan kena sabun, basah, kotor, tapi nggak dapet apa-apa di akhirat. Jadi kita berharap Allah meridhai setiap aktivitas kita termasuk cuci piring...

Mulai dengan bismillah, mulai dari piring atau gelas yang paling mudah dicucinya. Terusin deh sampai selesaai ^^ boleh sambil dzikir atau shalawatan biar nggak kerasa. Ayo yang lagi baca dan punya tumpukan piring di wastafel, segera bangkit! Bahkan bidadari pun bisa cemburu dengan istri / ibu shalihah yang berlelah-lelah di dunia dengan meniatkan setiap aktivitasnya lillahi ta'ala.... ;)


Senin, 16 November 2015

I am a muslim

I am a muslim
I believe in Allah as The Almighty God
I believe Muhammad as God's messenger
Allah is The Creator of this world
and Muhammad is God's messenger with a holy book as guidance for us human to live

Dear friend,
I will tell you again
I am a muslim
Inside my heart, I wish you also can feel what I feel
I hope you happy as I happy as a muslim
because Islam is the true way of life

I am a muslim
I do responsible to my own sin, I have no inherited sin
God promises that good deed will get good reward, while evil will get punished
God teach us how to get His forgiveness
He loves people who return to His way

I am a muslim
I am not going to kill anybody, neither terror
I am going to share you peace, friendship
I will not force anybody to accept Islam, because hidayah is God's will

Dear friend,
here I am a muslim
If you want to know about Islam
let me read Al Qur'an for you

Senin, 11 Agustus 2014

Heavy Rain

That afternoon the sky appeared cloudy. I saw gray clouds came in layers when I took my shoes. Whereas in the morning the sun shone brightly so I dried my shoes. I tied the rope strongly. Then I said goodbye to mother to go to school.

My school was close enough. Less than 15 minutes to walk for kids in my age. 3rd grade elementary school who have to enter the class at one p.m every day.

Along the way, cold wind was blowing "Woosh ..". It's already half way when speckled water out of the sky cracks as well "tik... tik...tik.". I walk half-ran. and "Zhaashh..." heavy rain suddenly pouring down!

Oh pity me, forgot to bring umbrella. The road was began submerged. My shoes, my uniform were getting wet. I looked for shelter immediately. But there is no such a place. Oh pity me, this is so deserted road.

"Little girl, wear this plastic. And go quickly!" shouted an old man with a piece of plastic. Suddenly he covered me with the plastic. Oh I was shocked! but I had to go ahead. I could not see the man's face clearly, I could only say, "Thank you, Sir!". Soon he passed through the way. Without any protection from the rain. All I remember, he was a scavenger with a pulled wood cart.

That afternoon, heavy rain left sweet memories that will never lost from my mind. I do not know if I can meet again with him who helped me. However, every time rain comes, I will remember that day and pray may God return the favor and give him a good life.

Kamis, 03 April 2014

Golden ink

Once upon a time, there was a kingdom in the north part of earth, named Alkabaz. The people were live in prosperous and tranquility life. That was because all people loved to search and share knowledge. Knowledge made their life better. They knew how to grow plants well, how to build buildings orderly, how to keep nature good, and how to attract tourist kindly.

One of their hobby was reading. Even The King of Alkabaz very loved to read books. He had a great library inside his palace. It was opened for public. There were geography books, history, science, biography, philosophy, law, religion, stories, etc. The King's favorite genre was poetry.

King of Alkabaz not only loved to read, but also write poems. He used to write with a quill, writing pen made by moulted wing feather of bird. The quill was filled by golden ink. The golden ink was made from a mixture of iron mineral salt, tannin, and golden dust. Only King had that ink, so that golden ink has become mark of the kingdom. Then the poems became so expensive and valuable to be sold. But The King did not intend to sell his poems.

One night, The King was dreaming. He was visited by an old man, told him to throw away the golden ink. Because the ink would bring disaster to his kingdom. The King very confused, to believe or not his dream. The dream came three times. But finally The King ignored it because he was very proud to write with golden ink. He wanted to show the other kingdoms how rich his kingdom was.

A few months later, children of The King were playing in the library when they found the golden ink. Unintentionally, they spilled the ink into the kingdom pond out of library's window. Suddenly the pond's water turned into golden color. Kingdom pond actually was connected to the water piping system of Alkabaz people. A few moments later, all of water at the kingdom was polluted by golden dust. People that drank the water suddenly died and made the situation became terrific!

When the situation was heard by The King, he was so distress. He gathered all people in front of his palace. He said sorry for the incident, he regret to became so arrogant of wealth. Soon he commanded some soldier to drain all the kingdom ponds and pipes. Then he asked all of Alkabaz people to pray to God to send them heavy rain so that their water become fresh again. And God listen to their pray.

Finally The King threw away the golden ink. Now he wrote poems with ordinary ink but he made many beautiful and wisdom poems about life that much more valuable than a poem written in gold ink.

Rabu, 23 Mei 2012

From Balloon To The Moon

Tonight, the sky is so dark
Cold wind came into my room
through the small hole of the window
I rolled my blanket gently
Stepped one by one
toward the backyard

Tonight my dream will come true
The air balloon I hid behind the bushes, still remain there
Quickly I moved into the basket
Then I opened the propane valve, so the fire could flame up into the envelope
without jacket or sweater, I am ready for one night flight

Gradually the air balloon rises up higher and higher
I'm leaving my home while my parents being asleep
In the morning they will find that letter,
"Mom, Dad, let me go adventuring a little while. love you. Ali."
The wind blowing me away from my town
to the mountains of countryside

Now I can see millions of stars
they are glowing very clear
without city light bulbs disruption
Because there is only a moonlight here
that shining perfectly

This is my dream
From Balloon, I will fly away, To The Moon
Hmm, What a beautiful night...
Thank You My Lord for the perfect creations of Yours :)