Abu Abdillah said: "I do not know, how should this story to you. The story that never happened to me myself another few years, thus changing the total trip of my life. Actually, I do not want to tell, but for the sake of responsibility before God, for the sake of warning to the youth who disobey Allah and for the lessons for the girls who pursue false shadow, called love, then tell you this story.
When we were three friends. What we gather is common passion and futility. Oh no, we four. The other is the devil. We went hunting for girls. They pleaded with us sweet words, so they surrendered, others we take it to a remote park areas. There, we turned into wolves who do not have mercy hear the groans of their application, our hearts and our feelings are dead. That's how our days in the park, in tents, or in a car parked on the beach.
Until one day, the impossible I can never forget it, as usual we went to the park. As usual also, we each ate a prey to the girl, accompanied by the curse of drink. The one thing we forget, at that time, the food. Soon one of us a hurried drive to buy food. When he left, the clock indicates six o'clock. Several hours passed, but our friends were not returned. At ten o'clock that night, my heart started bad and upset. So I immediately took the car to look for it.
Along the way, in the fall I saw flames. I tried to approach. Astaghfirullah, I almost could not believe what I saw. It turns out that the fire originated from my friend's car overturned and caught fire. I panicked like crazy. I immediately took out my friend's body from his car which was still lit. I was horrified when he saw the fire roasting cook half of his body. I carried her body and then laid on the ground.
Moments later, he tried to open his eyes, he whispered softly: "... Fire, fire ...!"
I decided to immediately bring to the hospital with my car. But with mixed voice crying, it prevents: "; It's no good .. I'm not going to ...!
My tears overflow, I have watched my friends die dihadapanku. In the midst of panic, she suddenly cried out weakly: "What should I tell him? What should I tell Him?"
I stared wide-eyed. "Who?" I asked. With a voice that seemed to come from the bottom of very deep wells, he replied: "God!"
I shudder with fear. Body and shaken hard feelings. Suddenly my friend was screaming, echoes penetrate into every niche of the dark night, another attraction I hear her last breath. Innanlillaahi wa innaa ilaihi raaji 'Uun.
After that, the days passed as usual, but the shadow of my friends who died, screaming pain, burning, and howling "What should I tell Him? What should I tell Him?", As if following every move and kept my silence.
To myself I said: "I, ... what to say to him?"
Tears began to fall, the other a strange vibration creeping in my soul. When the peak reflection of that, I hear faint echoes adzan Dawn: "Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar, Asyhadu Anla ilaaha illallah ... Asyhadu Anna Muhammadar RasuluNah ... Hayya 'Alash Shalaah ..."
I feel that adzan was only directed at me alone, asked me to reveal the dark phase of my life, take me on the street light and guidance. I get up, shower and ablution, cleanse my body from the opprobrium which stains drown me over the years.
Since then, I never again left the prayer. I praise God that there is none besides Him worthy of praise. I had become another man. Blessed is He who has changed the circumstances. With the permission of Allah, I have been performing Umrah. Insha AIlah I will undertake the pilgrimage in the near future, who knows? Age is in the hands of God.
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