Chasing the Mysteries Chapter 1

Hey there, everyone, and welcome to a new story I decided to create after sitting down in a boring talk and thinking about new stuff to write. The idea came about a week ago before that, when I sat down on my bed and thought about things. Even the talk I listen to right now, as I start writing, about the conflict at Palestine, makes me really feel bad for them. Support them, seriously. They're suffering over there, in a war zone. Welcome to reality, folks.

Anyways, lets continue with the story, shall we? Name of my new story: Chasing the Mysteries. Main hero: Kamen Rider Chaser. Next, the summary of this story:

"Two weeks ago, I was killed by people I was unfamiliar with, by being pushed off a cliff known to many as the Cliff of Death. I, however, lived and was saved by a man with intents unknown. Now, I have returned and I head to a school to find a source of education, and to find out the identities of the people who killed me and left me for dead. On the way, I will fight as Kamen Rider Chaser to destroy the race of creatures that want my blood for their own gain. Will I make it out alive, and will justice prevail in this battle between truth and lie?"

There it is, a mystery film, or rather, story of elements of the supernatural. Ready? Lets go and find the answers we need!

STORY START! CHAPTER 1: MYSTERIES OF THE UNDEAD! RISE OF THE CHASER!

*Date of entry: 18th of February, 2016

Today was the day I had been waiting for. It was finally time to take a break off everything, because today was literally my break off school at home. I was waiting for today, because I decided to take a look around the new neighborhood I moved to. There was a cliff near the area, known to most as the Cliff of Death, and I was tempted to take a look because of the fact that it interested me a lot because of its location.

As I got permission from my mother, I headed off to the cliff with my bicycle. Before fully making the trip there, I stopped by another house, and I knocked on the door, as a girl my age opened the door and greeted me. I entered her house, as I talked with her about a few things regarding her education. She got enrolled into a gifted school, which made me really jealous about her education. I poked her a little about it, and she replied by jabbing and tickling me really hard, until I was rolling on the floor, laughing. I had barely known her for over a month, for she helped me move in and familiarize myself in the neighborhood.

I then fist bumped her before she helped me up onto my feet, and I wished her luck in her studies, before heading on my bike to the cliff.

*now, when I reach this part, the talk about Palestine is about to end; don't mind this*

As I reached the cliff and got off my bicycle, I decided to check out the cliff, and as I looked down, I felt scared a little, and I decided not to involve myself any further with the cliff. As I was about to turn around and cycle back home, I was suddenly pushed from the back. I then almost fell off from the cliff, as I struggled to hold on to the rocks of the cliff.

All of a sudden, I saw people on the land above me, and they looked at me with red-eyes, and they kicked the hand I used to grab onto the rocks. I then widened my eyes, as I accidentally let go, and J fell down into the ocean under me, to the death I never expected. I screamed for help as I fell into the water. But nobody came to help me, and my death was silenced by the winds of the cliff and the gushing water.

*Date of entry: 19th of February, 2016

I found myself in a room, somehow alive and breathing fine. I looked around me, and I realized I was lying down on a bed. I got up from the bed and turned on the light, before seeing a note on the table. Well, it wasn't a note, but a really long message. Messages regarding my future, and where I should go from then:

"Hello, if you are reading this. You might be wondering as to why you're here, young man. You might have known that you fell from the cliff, but here you are. I saved your life, but you don't need to thank me. For what I've done, I've given you a complete surgery to hide your original identity from others, especially those that want to kill you. I've also made a new identity for you to make sure you don't get hunted down.

*day 2 of typing, don't mind this*

I know this will be weird to you, but I'm sure you've heard of the concept of Kamen Riders, have you? Whether you have or haven't, I have prepared something special for you. I know you do, so I prepared you an actual working Mach Driver Honoh and a Chaser Signal Bike. Not the toy versions, but ones that'll temporary disguise your identity and Kamen Rider Chaser.

Now, the next thing you need to do is prepare some equipment for the road ahead. Your next phase of your journey starts at a young college somewhere in the country. Provided are a map with directions to the area, and a registration guide.

I've also provided you with a lump of money, roughly around ten thousand dollars, for your supplies here and now. Well then, goodbye for now. For your information, I managed to save your phone too. Its with the other things too. See you on the other side. From: Z. To: You."

I read the full letter, and I realize that I was saved by this man, Z, according to the name he gave me, and was given a new start to a new life. I got out of the room I was in. I then saw the stuff that Z had actually promised, the map, the registration guide, the lump of ten thousand dollars, and my phone, model iPhone 6S.

Also included with the goodies was an actual Mach Driver Honoh, and an actual Chaser Signal Bike. I squealed a little, but I gained my composure. I then left the house and saw a bicycle, and considering that I still did not have a license whatsoever, it seemed fit for me to use it. I then rode it, and opened the map and followed the directions.

-two hours later-

Well, that was a lot of cycling. Probably because it led me through tons of shortcuts, and the least chance of death whatsoever. I then arrived at a shopping complex I wasn't really familiar with. After a hell lot of buying, I then realized that I may have misjudged a little, and I was lucky that the college I needed to go to was right beside the shopping complex I went to.

I sighed in relief and I brought everything in two normal suitcases, and at six in the evening, I arrived at the college, and followed the registration guide to go to the office and register, even though it was right in the middle of February.

The administration somehow let me into the college and gave me my room keys, since they realized that there was still a spare area for my place, and I thanked them by nodding, and once I left, I grabbed my suitcases and looked for the room. Once I arrived in front of my room, I realized that the door was open, and I slowly opened the door, to see a girl sitting on her bed looking at her laptop obsessively. I cringed a little, and she noticed my presence.

She then turned around to face me, and I was a little shocked by the appearance of the girl who I had a feeling I was familiar with. I knew her, this very girl. The last person I ever met before the moment I died. Was this the school she had been talking about? She then greeted me with a very polite greeting, "Hello, there! Nice to meet you there! My name is Aya Elisabeth Kimi, and judging by the suitcases in your possession, I take it that you're going to be my new roommate?"

I then nodded a little, and I replied, "Nice to meet you too. It is nice to be your roommate, and I hope that we'll be the best of roommates!" I then smiled, to which she smiled, and she turned back to her laptop, and I entered the room slowly, with suitcases being dragged across the room. I didn't want to introduce my name to her, as to not provide her confusion on my identity, considering that everyone thought I was dead right now.

I then considered to spend a full hour sorting out my stuff, and I took out the two items, the Mach Driver Honoh and the Chaser Signal Bike, and I placed them specifically at the bookshelf area. Aya then asked me a question, "Do you think you know what is going on here?" I then raised an eye, and I walked over to her and looked at the thing she was reading. She was reading an article, about a debate on the death of a kid who fell off a cliff.

I then decided to sit down for a minute, and read the article, and I also watched a video that came with the article. I quickly realized that the boy in question was me, and people were debating on whether my death was by force, or by suicide. I gasped in shock, and I told Aya that I didn't know what to say, and I continued to sort out my belongings, article and video fresh in my mind. I then sighed, as I now knew that just a day after my 'death', people were debating over the reasons.

After finishing up my cleaning session, I decided to open up my laptop, and I decided to read the daily newspaper I was commonly used to reading. Then, I saw that one article that made me weak; my parents committed suicide. I then fainted for a minute, before realizing that Aya was worried for me as I woke up. She then saw the article that I was viewing, and she asked on why I was fainting at an article that involved with the kid who died a day ago.

Then, she realized something, and she asked me, "Is there by chance, that you are involved with the kid who died a day ago?" I then saw through her eyes, and I was forced to reply, "Yes. Yes I am." She then looked at me with shocked eyes, and she asked me, "You know him?! He was my best friend! The last time I met him was only minutes before his presumed time of death."

I then sighed, as I tried to hold back the truth from Aya about who I was. Now with no choice, I then was forced to reveal to her, "I saw him at his presumed time of death." She then strangled me, with teary eyes, before exclaiming, "How were you there?! Why didn't you save him?!" With nothing else to say, and no other possible choice, I slowly replied to her in my calmest tone possible,

"I saw him. However, I couldn't save him. I couldn't save myself. I am him, your friend that 'died' a day ago, with supposedly no chance of living whatsoever. I am the boy whose 'death' sparked uproar and intense debate. I am that person."

She looked at me as if I were telling the truth (which I did), and she looked at me, and asked me, "Then why don't you look like him? Why are you alive and here?!" I then made her calm down for a minute, and then I began to tell her my story.

*day 3 of writing, don't mind me*

Once I had finished telling her my entire story of what had actually happened, I asked her to promise me and make sure she did not tell anybody about it. To make sure, I then threatened to do the impossible if she did, to which she immediately went silent. As she sat back on her bed, I then decided to continue browsing my laptop, and I researched a little about Kamen Rider Chaser, considering that I now had the powers of Kamen Rider Chaser, and I wanted to make sure I didn't die in my first trial as Kamen Rider Chaser.

After rewatching the first episode of Kamen Rider Drive to make sure I didn't mess up and fully forget about Drive in the first place, I then suddenly felt like my body began to slowdown. Even Aya felt the same thing, and as I struggled in the slowdown, I managed to grab my hands on the Driver and Signal Bike. Then, my body went back to normal, and I grabbed Aya's hand, other hand still holding the two items, and her body also became able to cope with the slowdown like normal.

We decided to run and find the source of the slowdown, and Aya luckily knew on how I got this in the first place, after I told her. Once we arrived at the source of the slowdown, I saw a Roidmude I was familiar with after watching Drive's first episode. I then told Aya to stand back a little bit, and I grabbed the Mach Driver, and I placed it on my waist, letting it form the belt around my waist.

I then grabbed the Chaser Signal Bike, and I pulled up the slot, before inserting the Signal Bike into the slot, letting the Driver scream, "SIGNAL BIKE!" I then inserted the slot into the Driver, and it screamed, "RIDER! CHASER!" Purple wheels started forming around me, and the armor formed around me as I screamed, "Henshin!" The tune started playing, and I transformed into Kamen Rider Chaser. I smiled behind my mask, and I screamed, "Ore wa, KAMEN RIDER CHASER! Saa, showtaimu da! (I am, KAMEN RIDER CHASER! Now, its showtime!)"

I then screamed, "SHINGO-AX!" Then, all of a sudden, a giant purple axe started coming towards me, and I grabbed it, and charged towards the Roidmude. I then tried to hack and slash at the Roidmude as much as possible, and luckily, most of the hits began to attack the Roidmude. I also was able to defend myself from the attacks of the Roidmude, and I continue slashing at the Roidmude again and again.

After jumping back, I then grabbed the Chaser Signal Bike, and I inserted it into the slot prepared on the Shingou-Ax, and the Shingou-Ax screamed, "(Finale! Wait a minute!)" I then slashed at the Roidmude as much as I could, and then my axe screamed, "(You may go now!)"Train tracks formed on the Roidmude's body, and I proceeded to slash him as hard as I could on the train tracks, and the Roidmude let out a cry, before it exploded.

The core of the Roidmude then tried to escape for a minute, but it exploded. I then smiled, and I de-transformed back into my civilian form, before Aya catched up to me. I gave another smile, this time directed to her, and she asked me, "Looks like you could need a little help there. Can I be your sidekick?" I only gave one reply; SURE!

STORY END! NEXT CHAPTER COMING SOON! CHAPTER 2: FIRST ADVENTURES INTO NEW DREAMS!

Well, thats that, and this chapter is over, after three full days of writing, well not really full days. It took me quite a while though to crank out these ideas, and I'm unsure of how many words this story'll have. Anyways, now this is done, I'm going to write the next one. See ya later, pal. Other than that, play Undertale if you haven't.

Zoey Zeffrey: ENDED CHAPTER 1 (09:47 / 22/02/2016)

CROSS COUNTRY FOR KOLEJ PERMATApintar NEGARA ON 18/2/2016

 

CROSS COUNTRY FOR  KOLEJ PERMATApintar NEGARA  ON 18/2/2016.

THIS WAS MY 3RD TIME INVOLVED IN CROSS COUNTRY SINCE JOINING KOLEJ PERMATApintar NEGARA, UKM.

SINCE SPORT IS NOT MY FORTE - I DID NOT EXPECT MUCH FROM THIS RUNNING AND JUST DID IT AND COMPLETED IT TILL FINISHING LINE.  I HAD CONTRIBUTED 1 POINT TO MY HOUSE - TOPAZ

TOPAZ

My team - TOPAZ

BEAUTIFUL INSTRUCTORS

READY TO GO

CELEBERATE SUCCESS

Hukum Mendengarkan Lagu atau Musik dalam Islam

A. Pendahuluan.

Islam merupakan sekumpulan aturan sebagai petunjuk bagi umatnya untuk menjalani kehidupan ini. Sehingga setiap laku manusia pasti ada hukumnya termasuk menciptakan atau mendengarkan musik. Musik adalah sebuah karya seni tempat mencurahkan hasil olah cipta rasa dan karsa. Oleh karenanya tentu ada hukumnya.

B. Dalil-Dalil. 

Surah Luqman: (6):

“Dan di antara manusia (ada) orang yang mempergunakan perkataan yang tidak berguna untuk menyesatkan (manusia) dari jalan Allah tanpa pengetahuan dan menjadikan jalan Allah itu olok-olokan. Mereka itu akan memperoleh adzab yang menghinakan.” 

Surah An-Najm: (59-61):

“Maka apakah kalian merasa heran terhadap pemberitaan ini? Dan kalian menertawakan dan tidak menangis? Sedangkan kalian ber-sumud?” (Ibnu Abbas menafsirkan bahwa sumud itu adalah bernyanyi) 

Hadits Abu ‘Amir atau Abu Malik Al-Asy’ari bahwa Rasulullah saw bersabda:

“Akan muncul di kalangan umatku, kaum-kaum yang menghalalkan zina, sutera, khamr, dan alat-alat musik”(HR. Al-Bukhari, 10/5590). 

C. Pendapat Ulama. 

Ibnu Taimiyah: “Seorang hamba jika sebagian waktunya telah tersibukkan dengan amalan yang tidak disyari’atkan, dia pasti akan kurang bersemangat dalam melakukan hal-hal yang disyari’atkan dan bermanfaat. Oleh karena itu, kita dapati pada orang-orang yang kesehariannya dan santapannya tidak bisa lepas dari nyanyian, mereka pasti tidak akan begitu merindukan lantunan suara Al Qur’an. Mereka pun tidak begitu senang ketika mendengarnya. Mereka tidak akan merasakan kenikmatan tatkala mendengar Al Qur’an dibanding dengan mendengar bait-bait sya’ir (nasyid). Bahkan ketika mereka mendengar Al-Qur’an, hatinya pun menjadi lalai.” 

Imam Abu Hanifah, Imam Syafi’i, Imam Malik dalam kitab Mughni al-Muhtaj berpendapat bahwa mendengarkan musik hukumnya adalah makruh. 

Imam As-Syaukani dalam Naylul Authar menyebutkan, masyarakat Madinah dan para ulama yang sependapat dengan mereka, serta ahli sufi, memberikan keringanan dalam hal lagu, meski menggunakan alat musik. 

Abu Mansour al-Baghdadi al-Syafi’i dalam bukunya As-Simaa’ menyebutkan, Sahabat Abdullah bin Ja’far berpendapat tidak ada masalah dengan lagu, ia mendengarkan lagu-lagu yang dipetik hambanya. Hal itu Ia lakukan pada masa kekhalifahan Ali ra. Begitu juga sahabat lainnya, Kadhi Syureih, Sa’id bin al-Musayyab, Atha’ bin Abi Rabah, Az-Zuhri dan al-Sya’bi. 

Imam al-Ghazali berpendapat: mendengarkan musik atau nyanyian tidak berbeda dengan mendengarkan perkataan atau bunyi-bunyian yang bersumber dari makhluk hidup atau benda mati. Setiap lagu memiliki pesan yang ingin disampaikan. Jika pesan itu baik dan mengandung nilai-nilai keagamaan, maka tidak jauh berbeda seperti mendengar ceramah/nasihat-nasihat keagamaan. Juga sebaliknya. 

D. Analisa.

Al-Quran tidak menjelaskan hukum mendengarkan lagu atau musik secara tegas. Dalam hal muamalah, kaidah dasarnya adalah: al-ashlu fi al-asyaa al ibahah (segala sesuatu hukumnya adalah boleh). Batasan dari kaidah tersebut adalah selama hal tersebut tidak bertentangan dengan hukum Islam (syariat).

Para ulama yang mengharamkan musik mendasarkan argumennya pada surat Luqman ayat (6) yang menyebutkan bahwa orang yang mengucapkan perkataan yang tidak bermanfaat akan mendapatkan adzab yang pedih. Artinya, bahwa musik yang berupa suara yang keluar dari alat musik dan ber-ritme secara teratur bukanlah merupakan ucapan yang mengandung perkataan jelek. Yang mengandung perkataan adalah lagu. sedangkan lagu tidak semuanya mengandung kata-kata yang jelek atau mengarah pada perbuatan maksiat. Untuk lagu yang mengandung kata-kata yang tidak baik dan mengarah pada perbuatan maksiat tentu hukumnya haram, sedangkan lagu yang berisi lirik yang baik apalagi bernada syiar, maka hukumnya boleh. Jadi yang mempengaruhi hukum musik itu bukan musiknya, melainkan sesuatu yang lain di luar musik, seperti lirik lagu yang berisi kata-kata yang tidak baik.

Sebagaimana yang dikatakan al-Ghazali, larangan tersebut tidak ditunjukkan pada alat musiknya (seruling atau gitar), melainkan disebabkan karena “sesuatu yang lain” (amrun kharij). Di awal-awal Islam, kata al-Ghazali, kedua alat musik tersebut lebih dekat dimainkan di tempat-tempat maksiat, sebagai musik pengiring pesta minuman keras.Hal ini tentu dilarang.

Musik juga dapat menjadi makruh bahkan bisa haram ketika membuat orang yang membuat atau mendengarkannya menjadi lalai akan kewajibannya kepada Allah swt. Sama halnya dengan bermain game, jalan-jalan, nonton TV bahkan bekerja akan menjadi haram jika menjadikan seseorang lalai akan kewajibannya kepada Allah. Berbeda dengan judi, yang meskipun tidak mengganggu waktu shalat misalnya, tapi tetap diharamkan. Karena sekalipun al-Quran tidak menyatakan hukum judi secara tegas, tentu dilihat dari madharatnya, hukumnya adalah haram.

Di sisi lain, kita tidak dapat menghentikan arus globalisasi. Musik sudah terdengar di setiap sudut ruang kehidupan kita. Jika kita tidak membuat musik alternative yang dapat mendekatkan diri kepada Allah swt, seperti yang dilakukan oleh Opick dkk, maka generasi kita hanya akan mendengarkan lagu-lagu cinta dan bahkan lagu-lagu dengan lirik yang tidak mendidik.

E. Kesimpulan. 

Musik tidak haram, yang membuat haram adalah amrun khorij (faktor di luar) musik, seperti sebagai pengiring pesta miras, musik erotis, musik dengan lirik lagu porno. Jadi substansinya tidak haram. 

Hukum mendengarkan musik adalah kondisional, tergantung dari untuk apa dan bagaimana efeknya. Jika dengan mendengarkan musik menjadi lupa shalat, membaca al-Qur’an dsb yang bisa mendekatkan diri kepada Allah, maka hukumnya adalah haram. Tapi mubah jika sebaliknya. 

Demikianlah penjelasan singkat tentang bagaimana hukum mendengarkan lagu atau musik dalam Islam. Semoga bermanfaat. Jika Anda menyukai artikel ini, mohon berbagi dengan memberikan like, twit atau berkomentar di bawah ini agar dapat menjadi referensi bagi teman jejaring sosial Anda. 

Terima kasih.

JANGAN BERGADUH

Motivasi hari ini 😊😊😊😊
Kalau kita bergaduh dengan pelanggan,
Walaupun kita menang,
Pelanggan tetap akan lari.

Kalau kita  bergaduh dengan rakan sekerja,
Walaupun kita menang,
Tiada lagi semangat bekerja  dalam satu kumpulan.

Kalau kita bergaduh dengan boss,
Walaupun kita menang,
Tiada lagi masa hadapan di tempat itu.

Kalau kita  bergaduh dengan keluarga,
Walaupun kita menang,
Hubungan kekeluargaan akan renggang.

Kalau kita bergaduh dengan guru,
Walaupun kita menang,
Keberkatan menuntut ilmu dan kemesraan itu akan hilang.

Kalau kita bergaduh dengan kawan,
Walaupun kita menang,
Yang pasti kita akan kekurangan kawan.

Kalau kita bergaduh dengan pasangan,
Walaupun kita menang,
Perasaan sayang pasti akan berkurangan.

Kalau kita bergaduh dengan sesiapapun,
Walaupun kita menang,
Kita tetap kalah...
Yang menang adalah cuma ego diri  sendiri.
yang ini yg susah.. mengalahkan ego diri sendiri..
Wallahualam...

THE REASON MUSLIM PROHIBITED FROM CELEBRATING VALENTINE DAY

Extracted from History Channel 

14th February - St. Valentine beheaded

On February 14 around the year 278 A.D, Valentine, a holy priest in Rome in the days of Emperor Claudius II, was executed.

Under the rule of Claudius the Cruel, Rome was involved in many unpopular and bloody campaigns. The emperor had to maintain a strong army, but was having a difficult time getting soldiers to join his military leagues. Claudius believed that Roman men were unwilling to join the army because of their strong attachment to their wives and families.

To get rid of the problem, Claudius banned all marriages and engagements in Rome. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret.

When Valentine’s actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death. Valentine was arrested and dragged before the Prefect of Rome, who condemned him to be beaten to death with clubs and to have his head cut off. The sentence was carried out on February 14, on or about the year 270.

Legend also has it that while in jail, St. Valentine left a farewell note for the jailer’s daughter, who had become his friend, and signed it “From Your Valentine.”

For his great service, Valentine was named a saint after his death.

In truth, the exact origins and identity of St. Valentine are unclear. According to the Catholic Encyclopedia, “At least three different Saint Valentines, all of them martyrs, are mentioned in the early martyrologies under the date of 14 February.” One was a priest in Rome, the second one was a bishop of Interamna (now Terni, Italy) and the third St. Valentine was a martyr in the Roman province of Africa.

Legends vary on how the martyr’s name became connected with romance. The date of his death may have become mingled with the Feast of Lupercalia, a pagan festival of love. On these occasions, the names of young women were placed in a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed. In 496 AD, Pope Gelasius decided to put an end to the Feast of Lupercalia, and he declared that February 14 be celebrated as St Valentine’s Day.

Gradually, February 14 became a date for exchanging love messages, poems and simple gifts such as flowers.

SEKADAR JENAKA

WAJIB BACA UTK KESIHATAN KITA SEMUA

Sebenarnya ramai yg belum tahu kemudharatan tentang roti gardenia ni. Saya malas nak panjang-panjangkan. Tapi sebab ramai yang suka puji boleh makan begitu saja pun dikatakan enak. Apatah lagi cicah kari denga sambal ikan bilis dikatakan berganda-ganda keenakkannya.

Untu pengetahuan semua saya tak pernah kerja dikilang gardenia pun. Tapi dari orang yang bercerita, ada satu bahagian dari roti gardenia yang boleh menyebabkan tersumbat saluran pemakanan kita dan menyebabkan kematian.

Tolong jangan makan bahagian tersebut sama sekali.

Iaitu plastik pembalut roti gardenia. Ha...ha... Jangan marah.

SAJAK BILA SAAT ENGKAU MATI

Inilah di antara tulisan terbaik Syekh Ali Thanthawi Mesir Rahimahullah:

Pada saat engkau mati, Janganlah kau bersedih.
Jangan pedulikan jasadmu yang sudah mulai layu, 

kerana kaum muslimin akan menguruskan jasadmu.
Mereka akan melucutkan pakaianmu, memandikanmu dan mengkafanmu lalu membawamu ke tempatmu yang baru, TANAH PERKUBURAN.

Akan ramai orang yang menghantarkan jenazahmu 

bahkan mereka akan meninggalkan pekerjaannya untuk ikut menguburkanmu.
Dan mungkin banyak yang sudah tidak lagi memikirkan nasihatmu pada suatu hari.....

Barang-barangmu akan dikemas, kitab , kasut dan pakaianmu.
Jika keluargamu setuju barang-barang itu akan disedekahkan agar bermanfaat untukmu.

Yakinlah; dunia dan alam semesta tidak akan bersedih dgn kepergianmu.
Ekonomi akan tetap berlangsung! 

Posisi pekerjaanmu akan diisi orang lain.
Hartamu menjadi harta halal bagi ahli warismu. 

Sedangkan kamu yg akan dihisab dan DIPERHITUNGKAN untuk yang kecil dan yang besar dari hartamu!

Kesedihan atasmu ada 3;
Orang yg mengenalmu sekilas akan mengatakan, kasihan. 

Kawan-kawan mu akan bersedih beberapa jam atau beberapa hari lalu mereka kembali seperti sediakala dan tertawa tawa!
Di rumah ada kesedihan yang mendalam!
Keluargamu akan bersedih seminggu dua minggu, sebulan dua bulan, dan mungkin hingga setahun??
Selanjutnya mereka meletakkanmu dalam arkib kenangan....

Demikianlah "Kisahmu telah berakhir di tengah-tengah manusia".
Dan kisahmu yang sesungguhnya baru dimulai, AKHIRAT!! Telah musnah kemuliaan, harta, kesihatan, dan anak. 

Telah engkau tinggalkan rumah, istana dan isteri tercinta.
Kini hidup yang sesungguhnya telah dimulai.

Pertanyaannya adalah:
Apa persiapanmu untuk kuburmu dan Akhiratmu??
Hakikat ini memerlukan renungan.

Usahakan dengan sungguh-sunguh;
Menjalankan kewajiban kewajiban, hal-hal yg disunnahkan, sedekah rahsia, merahsiakan amal soleh, solat malam,
Semoga engkau selamat.