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Assalamualaikum w.b.t. Marilah kita memuji Allah, seketika menjadi sentiasa, Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, Lailahaillallah, Allahuakbar. Marilah kita berselawat, sesaat menjadi selamanya, Allahumma solli 'ala saidina Muhammad s.a.w. Dan marilah, kita mengingati mati. Di saat diri menyusuri lorong-lorong kematian ini, maka terciptalah "Ahlam". Di mana, ramai yang mengenali "Ahlam" itu melalui Pohon Cinta. Malah dikaitkannya dengan diri ini. Bahkan tidak, bukanlah diri ini "Ahlam". Kisah-kisah Ahlam itu banyak. Namanya yang bererti mimpi, adalah menjadi impian diri untuk amar ma'ruf nahi mungkar. Bukan apa, diri tidak pandai berkata-kata di hadapan jutaan manusia ataupun seorang cuma. Diri hanya tahu, menulis dan menulis. Dan walaupun Ahlam itu cuma mimpi, demikian di bawah ini salah satu kisah yang ingin ku ceritakan. Kisah tentang kematian. ***** Hasil karya, Umairah Hawani. Dengan izin Allah diri menulis, Detik d...

  Assalamualaikum w.b.t. Today I woke up with, a fever. There were food on the table, bought by my ex-room mate and paid by current room mate. I haven't eat yet. I couldn't even think right now. Had slept for hours until the eye bag disappeared, it must had been a long sleep. And I dreamt. I felt sick. However, here are two pictures from yesterdays' journey, have a blast. Daripada Abdurrahaman bin Abi Bakrah, dia berkata kepada ayahnya : "Wahai ayah ! Saya selalu mendengar ayahanda berdoa Allahumma 'afini fi badani,Allahumma 'afini fi sam'iyy, Allahumma 'afini fi basari, la Ilaha illa Anta ( Maksudnya: Allah sihatkanlah badanku, pada pendengaranku dan pada penglihatanku) dibaca 3 kali setiap pagi & petang. Ayahnya menjawab : Sungguh aku telah mendengar Rasulullah saw berdoa dengan kata-kata ini, aku gembira mengikuti Nabi saw. ( Riwayat Abu Dawud no 4426 ) Source of hadith:  http://mohamadmuda.blogspot.com/2010/06/doa-...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. Yesterday resume today. When sis Aisyah and I walked back to the mosque, they were more people in it. We sat on the place we sat earlier and we both read Ratib al-Haddad together. Usually I would it alone, however, it felt good to have a companion. The dawn had came to its end, Maghrib will arrive soon. I was about to take off my niqab when a sister opened the curtain thus revealing the other side of the mosque. The Muslimeens' side. I waited and the Imam started the zikr and selawat. Just a few minutes after, the do'a for end of the year were recited. All the ma'mum followed the Imam. Subhanallah. After it ended, the Bilal started to azan. Calling all Muslims to pray. It was different than the azan at CFS, however, I shouldn't be expected people to have the same way to azan. Then the do'a for starting of the year were recited. Again, the ma'mum followed the Imam. And we prayed, together. They were few ...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. MABRUK, NOGORI MONANG EHH, :D Ok, I can't actually speak with the slang. I'm from Selangor. I was thrilled when I knew that NOGORI won THE CUP, (please Google). But I felt sorry for GANU as they haven't win for years. Plus, Agong was there. Yup, my beloved, respectful, number-one-man-of-Malaysia was there. And yet, NOGORI won. In a few days, I'll be back at CFS. Home sweet home. Wait for me, will you? One more thing to share, Dua While Visitingthe Sick People لا بَأسَ طَهُورٌ إِنْ شَاءَ اللّهُ La ba'sa tahuroon insha'Allah “Fear Allah wherever you are. Follow up a bad deed with a good deed and it will blot it out. And deal with people in a good manner.” [ Sunan al-Tirmidhî ] http://orang-tua-budak-kecik.blogspot.com/2011/10/berhati-hati-dgn-kafir-laknatullah.html Wallahua'lam.