brape lame kta di dlm kbur??

Awan sedikit mendung, ketika kaki kaki kecil Yani berlari-lari gembira di atas jalanan menyeberangi kawasan lampu merah Karet.Baju merahnya yg besar melambai-lambai di tiup angin. Tangan kanannya memegang ice-krim sambil sesekali mengangkatnya ke mulutnya untuk dicicapi, sementara tangan kirinya mencengkam Ikatan sabuk celana ayahnya.Yani dan Ayahnya memasuki wilayah pemakaman umum Karet, berputar sejenak ke kanan & kemudian duduk Di atas tembok nisan "Hj Rajawali binti Muhammad 19-10-1915: 20- 01-1965""Nak, ini kubur nenekmu mari Kita berdo'a untuk nenekmu" Yani melihat wajah ayahnya, lalu meniru gaya tangan ayahnya yg mengangkat ke atas dan ikut memejamkan mata seperti ayahnya. Ia mendengar ayahnya berdo'a untuk Neneknya..."Ayah, nenek waktu meninggal umur 50 tahun ya ayah." Ayahnya mengangguk sambil tersenyum, sambil memandang pusara Ibu-nya."Hmm, bererti nenek sudah meninggal 42 tahun ya ayah..." Kata Yani berlagak sambil matanya mengira dan jarinya berhitung. "Ya, nenekmu sudah di dalam kubur 42 tahun ... "Yani menoleh kepalanya, memandang sekeliling, banyak kuburan di sana . Di samping kuburan neneknya ada kuburan tua berlumut "Muhammad Zaini: 19-02-1882 : 30-01-1910""Hmm.. Kalau yang itu sudah meninggal 106 tahun yang lalu ya ayah", jarinya menunjuk nisan bersebelahan kubur neneknya. Sekali lagi ayahnya mengangguk. Tangannya terangkat mengusap kepala anak satu-satunya.. "Memangnya kenapa ndhuk( anak perempuan) ?" kata sang ayah menatap teduh mata anaknya... "Hmmm, ayah kan semalam bilang, bahwa kalau kita mati, lalu di kubur dan kita banyak dosanya, kita akan disiksa dineraka" kata Yani sambil meminta persetujuan ayahnya. "Iya kan ayah?"Ayahnya tersenyum, "Lalu?""Iya .. Kalau nenek banyak dosanya, berarti nenek sudah disiksa 42 tahun di kubur? Kalau nenek banyak pahalanya, berarti sudah 42 tahun nenek senang dikubur .... Ya nggak ayah?" mata Yani bersinar keranana bisa menjelaskan kepada Ayahnya pendapatnya.Ayahnya tersenyum, namun sekilas tampak keningnya berkerut, tampaknya cemas ...... "Iya nak, kamu pintar," kata ayahnya pendek.Pulang dari pemakaman, ayah Yani tampak gelisah Di atas sajadahnya, memikirkan apa yang dikatakan anaknya... 42 tahun hingga sekarang..... kalau kiamat datang 100 tahun lagi...142 tahun disiksa .. atau bahagia dikubur .... Lalu Ia menunduk ... Meneteskan air mata....Kalau Ia meninggal .. Lalu banyak dosanya ...lalu kiamat masih 1000 tahun lagi berarti Ia akan disiksa 1000 tahun?Innalillaahi WA inna ilaihi rooji'un .... Air matanya semakin banyak menitis, sanggupkah ia selama itu disiksa? Iya kalau kiamat 1000 tahun ke depan, kalau 2000 tahun lagi? Kalau 3000 tahun lagi? Selama itu ia akan disiksa di kubur. Lalu setelah dikubur? Bukankah Akan lebih parah lagi?Tahankah? padahal melihat adegan pameran dipukuli masa di tv kemarin ia dah tak tahan?Ya Allah... Ia semakin menunduk, tangannya mengangkat, setinggi bahunya naik turun tak teratur...... air matanya semakin membanjiri pipi dan janggutnya…"Allahumma as aluka khusnul khootimah".. berulang Kali di bacanya DOA itu hingga suaranya serak ... Dan ia berhenti sejenak ketika terdengar batuk Yani.Dihampirinya Yani yang tertidur di atas dipan Bambu.. Di betulkannya selimutnya. Yani terus tertidur.... tanpa tahu, betapa sang bapak sangat berterima kasih padanya karena telah menyadarkannya arti sebuah kehidupan... Dan apa yang akan datang di depannya...."Yaa Allah, letakkanlah dunia ditanganku, jangan Kau letakkan dihatiku..."Sebarkan e-mail ini ke saudara-saudara Kita, mudah-mudahan bermanfaat.. ."Sebarkanlah walau hanya 1 ayat"

funny story..

lost_in_sea_of_choices: He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.At the end of the party, he invited her for a coffee, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home....lost_in_sea_of_choices: Suddenly he asked the waiter. "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee".So strange! He put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby?He replied: "When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there" and while saying that tears filled his eyes.lost_in_sea_of_choices: She was deeply touched.That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful.He was such a good person but she almost missed him!Thanks to his salty coffee!lost_in_sea_of_choices: Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee e, as she knew that's the way he liked it.After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: 'My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie.lost_in_sea_of_choices: This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wantedsome Sugar, but I said salt It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..lost_in_sea_of_choices: Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?"It's sweet" . She replied.lost_in_sea_of_choices: Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again'.

Why do muslims read Al-Quran..

Why do we read Quran, even if we can't understand a single Arabic word? This is beautiful story, please read till end and forward to all you knows...An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Qur'an. His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.One day the grandson asked,"Grandpa! I try to read the Qur'an just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur'an do?"The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied,"Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water."The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house.The grandfather laughed and said,"You'll have to move a little faster next time,"He sent him back to the river with the basket to try again. This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.The old man said,"I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough,"He went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would Leak out before he got back to the house. The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.Out of breath, he said,"See Grandpa, it's useless!""So you think it is useless?"The old man said,"Look at the basket."The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out."Son, that's what happens when you read the Qur'an. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and outside. That is the work of Allah in our lives."Moral of the story : Read Al-Quran frequently as it will purify our heart. When we have pure heart, it is easy to do righteous and leave jahiliyah and badness in ourselves.CREDIT TO:www.iLuvislam.comhappy eyes_ainaeditor : everjihad