Istri Shalihah, Setia Menunggu Suami 6 Tahun Koma

Sosok wanita shalihah dan istri setia melekat pada Ummu Asmaa. Bagaimana tidak, selama bertahun-tahun ia setia menunggui suaminya yang koma. Dokter memvonis suaminya tak mungkin sembuh, bahkan ada syaikh merekomendasikan agar Ummu Asmaa bercerai dan menikah lagi. Tapi ia mengabaikan itu semua. Ia memilih setia. Apa yang akhirnya ia dapat? Ini kisahnya yang mengharukan…

Suamiku adalah pria yang shalih dan berakhlak mulia. Ia juga sangat berbakti pada kedua orangtuanya. Sejak menikah dengannya pada tahun 1390 Hijriyah, kami tinggal bersama orang tuanya di Riyadh. Kebahagiaanku semakin bertambah, saat Allah mengkaruniakan seorang putri kepada kami setahun kemudian. Kami memberinya nama Asmaa.

Ketika putri kami berusia satu tahun, suami pindah kerja di daerah Timur Arab Saudi. Ia bekerja di sana selama sepekan dan pulang ke rumah selama sepekan. Begitu seterusnya hingga tiga tahun lamanya.

Suatu hari, tepatnya pada 9 Ramadhan tahun 1395 H, sebuah berita mengejutkan datang kepada kami. Bak petir di siang hari membelah langit yang cerah. Mobil suamiku terbalik saat pulang menuju Riyadh. Kecelakaan itu begitu hebat hingga membuatnya langsung koma. Ia segera dilarikan ke rumah sakit. Tim dokter spesialis yang menanganinya mengatakan, suamiku mengalami kelumpuhan otak. 95 persen otaknya telah mati.

Hari-hari itu membuatku sangat sedih. Suami tercinta yang selama ini menjadi tumpuan hidup kami kini terbaring koma. Satu hari.. dua hari.. satu pekan.. dua pekan.. waktu terasa sangat lambat, dan kondisi suamiku tak mengalami perubahan apapun. Orangtuanya yang sudah lanjut usia tak kalah sedih. Namun yang membuatku paling sedih, ketika Asmaa menanyakan di mana ayahnya. Mengapa ia tak kunjung pulang. Kami memang menyembunyikan kabar sebenarnya dari Asmaa. “Umi, abi kok tidak pulang-pulang ya, katanya mau membelikan mainan?” tanya Asmaa dengan polosnya. Sambil berusaha menahan air mata, aku hanya bisa menjawab, “Sabar ya sayang… insya Allah nanti abi akan kembali.”

Bulan demi bulan berlalu. Tahun berganti tahun. Tak ada perubahan pada suamiku. Aku dan mertua bergantian menjenguknya.

Lima tahun sudah suamiku koma. Sebagian orang menyarankan agar aku mengajukan cerai ke pengadilan karena menurut dokter tak ada harapan sembuh untuk suamiku. Bahkan, seorang syaikh pun merekomendasikan hal itu setelah mengetahui bahwa otak suamiku lumpuh untuk selamanya.

“Tidak,” jawabku tegas setiap kali ada saran untuk bercerai. “Selama suamiku belum dikubur, aku akan tetap menjadi istrinya.”

Aku pun memfokuskan konsentrasiku untuk mentarbiyah Asmaa. Aku mengajarinya, aku juga memasukkannya ke sekolah tahfidz. Ia mulai terbiasa shalat malam pada usia 7 tahun. Dan alhamdulillah, ia bisa hafal Qur’an sebelum menginjak usia 10 tahun. Seiring bertambahnya hafalan dan kedekatannya dengan Al Qur’an, kedewasaannya pun meningkat melampaui usianya. Aku pikir inilah waktu yang tepat untuk menyampaikan hal sebenarnya tentang ayahnya. Asmaa menangis. Ia sangat sedih mendengar kabar ayahnya. Terkadang, ia juga terlihat diam menyendiri.

Sejak tahu ayahnya koma di rumah sakit, Asmaa selalu membersamaiku ke sana. Ia mendoakan dan meruqyah ayahnya, ia juga bersedekah untuk ayahnya.

Hingga suatu hari pada tahun 1410, Asmaa meminta ijin menginap di rumah sakit. “Aku ingin menunggui ayah malam ini” pintanya dengan nada mengiba. Aku tak bisa mencegah.

Malam itu, Asmaa duduk di samping ayahnya. Ia membaca surat Al Baqarah di sana. Dan begitu selesai ayat terakhirnya, rasa kantuk menyergapnya. Ia tertidur di dekat ayahnya yang masih koma. Tak berapa lama kemudian, Asmaa terbangun. Ada ketenangan dalam tidur singkatnya itu. lalu, ia pun berwudhu dan menunaikan shalat malam.

Selesai shalat beberapa raka’at, rasa kantuk kembali menyergap Asmaa. Tetapi, kantuk itu segera hilang ketika Asmaa merasa ada suara yang memanggilnya, antara tidur dan terjaga. “Bangunlah… bagaimana mungkin engkau tidur sementara waktu ini adalah waktu mustajab untuk berdoa? Allah tidak akan menolak doa hamba di waktu ini”

Asmaa pun kemudian mengangkat tangannya dan berdoa. “Yaa Rabbi, Yaa Hayyu…Yaa ‘Adziim… Yaa Jabbaar… Yaa Kabiir… Yaa Mut’aal… Yaa Rahmaan… Yaa Rahiim… ini adalah ayahku, seorang hamba dari hamba-hambaMu, ia telah ditimpa penderitaan dan kami telah bersabar, kami Memuji Engkau…, kemi beriman dengan keputusan dan ketetapanMu baginya…

Ya Allah…, sesungguhnya ia berada di bawah kehendakMu dan kasih sayangMu.., Wahai Engkau yang telah menyembuhkan nabi Ayyub dari penderitaannya, dan telah mengembalikan nabi Musa kepada ibunya… Yang telah menyelamatkan Nabi Yuunus dari perut ikan paus, Engkau Yang telah menjadikan api menjadi dingin dan keselamatan bagi Nabi Ibrahim… sembuhkanlah ayahku dari penderitaannya…

Ya Allah… sesungguhnya mereka telah menyangka bahwasanya ia tidak mungkin lagi sembuh… Ya Allah milikMu-lah kekuasaan dan keagungan, sayangilah ayahku, angkatlah penderitaannya…”

Sebelum Subuh, rasa kantuk datang lagi. Dan Asmaa pun tertidur.

“Siapa engkau, mengapa kau ada di sini?” suara itu membangunkan Asmaa. Ia menoleh ke kanan dan ke kiri. Mencari sumber suara. Tak ada orang. Betapa bahagia dirinya, ternyata suara itu adalah suara ayahnya. Ia sadar dari koma panjangnya. Begitu bahagianya Asmaa, ia pun memeluk ayahnya yang masih terbaring. Sang ayah kaget.

“Takutlah kepada Allah. Engkau tidak halal bagiku” kata sang ayah.
“Aku ini putrimu ayah. Aku Asmaa” tak menghiraukan keheranan sang ayah, Asmaa segera menghubungi dokter dan mengatakan apa yang terjadi.

Para dokter yang piket pada pagi itu hanya bisa mengucapkan “masya Allah”. Mereka hampir tak percaya dengan peristiwa menakjubkan ini. Bagaimana mungkin otak yang telah mati kini kembali? Ini benar-benar kekuasaan Allah.

Sementara Abu Asmaa, ia juga heran mengapa dirinya berada di situ. Ketika Asmaa dan ibunya menceritakan bahwa ia telah koma selama tujuh tahun, ia hanya bertasbih dan memuji Allah. “Sungguh Allah Maha Baik. Dialah yang menjaga hamba-hambaNya” simpulnya.

Demikianlah, aku sangat berbahagia dengan keajaiban dari Allah ini. Aku hanya bisa bersykur kepada Allah yang telah mengokohkan kesetiaanku dan membimbingku untuk mentarbiyah putriku. [Kisahikmah.com, ditulis secara bebas dari kisah asli muslm.org]

 

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Only A Sound Heart

Taken from the lecture of Sister Yasmin Mogahed

How do we avoid true impoverishment of the soul? No one likes to fall. And few people would ever choose to drown. But in struggling through the ocean of this life, sometimes it is so hard not to let the world in. Sometimes the ocean does enter us. The dunya does seep into our hearts. And like the water that breaks the boat when dunya enter a heart, it shatters it. It shatters the boat.

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If you allow dunya to own your heart, you will sink down to the depht of the sea. And you may feel as though you are at your lowest point. Entrapped by your sins and the love of this life, you may feel broken surrounded by broken. Because that’s the amazing thing about the floor of the ocean. No light enters it.

But…this dark place is not the end. Remember that the darkness of night precedes the dawn. And as long as your heart still beats, this is not the death of it. You don’t have to die here. Sometimes, the ocean floor is only a stop in the journey. And it is when you are at the lowest point that you are faced with a choice, you can stay there at the bottom until you drown or you can gather pearls and rise back up. Stronger from the swim and richer from the jewels.

If you seek Him (Allah)….God can raise you up and replace the darkness of the ocean with the light of His sun. He can transform what was once your greatest weakness into your greatest strength. And a mean of growth, purification and redemption….know that transformation sometimes begins with a fall. So never curse the fall. The ground where humility lives.

So take it, learn it and breathe it in. And come back stronger, humbler and more aware of your need for Him. Come back having seen your own nothingness and His greatness. Know that you have seen that reality, you have seen much.

For the one who is truly deceived is the one who sees his own self but not his Creator. Deprived is the one who has never really witnessed his own desperate need for God. Reliant on His Own means he forgets that the means…his own soul and everything else in existence is His Creation.

Seek GOD to bring you back. For when He does…He will rebuild your ship. The heart that you thought was forever damaged will be mended. What was shattered will be whole again. Know that only He can do this, seek HIM. And when He saves you, beg forgiveness for the fall. Feel remorse over it but not despair. As Ibnu Qoyyim RA said;

“Shaytaan rejoiced when Adam AS came out of paradise, but he did not know that when a diver sinks into the sea…he collects pearls and then rises again”.

There is a powerful and amazing thing about tawbah ( repentance) and turning back to Allah. We are told that it is a polish for the heart. What is amazing about a polish is that it does not just clean. It makes the object that it polished even shinier and more beautiful than it was before it got dirty.

If you come back to God, seek His Forgiveness and refocus your life and your heart on Him. You have the potential to be even richer than if you had never fallen at all. Sometimes falling and coming back up gives you wisdom and humility that you may never otherwise have had.

And the Prophet Muhammad SAW has defined true richness. He has said :

“Richness is not having many possessions rather true richness is the richness of the soul”.

But how do we fill our heart with the true richness? How do we escape the constant bombardment from every direction commanding us to worship other things? Commanding us to take idols of the heart and love them as we should only love Allah?

How do we escape the true poverty of allowing any competitor into our hearts? How do we escape the poverty of enslaving ourselves to another deity with Allah? As Allah warns us in the Qur’an when He says :

“And yet there are people who take (for worship) other besides Allah, they love them as they should love Allah”.

But those of faith are overflowing in their love for Allah. To escape true poverty, we must be overflowing in our love for Allah. “Ashadu Hubban Lillah”. Your strongest love should be for God. But you can’t love someone that you don’t know. We need to know Him.

You don’t know someone that you never speak to…speak to Him…Ask of Him. And you can’t love someone that you don’t remember. Remember HIM often. And so this is a call to all those who have become enslaved by the tyranny of the self. And imprisoned in the dungeon of the nafs and desires.

It’s a call to all those who have entered the ocean of dunya, who have sunk into its depths, and become entrapped by its crushing waves. Rise up to the air, to the real world above the prison of the ocean. Rise up to your freedom, rise up and come back to life.

Leave the death of your soul behind you. Your heart can still live and be stronger and purer than it ever was. Remember that the polish of tawbah remakes the heart even more beautiful than it was. Remove the veil that you have sewn with your sins. Remove the veil between you and life. Between you and freedom, between you and light, between you and God.

Remove the veil and rise up. Come back to yourself  before it’s too late. Seek refuge in Allah. You and I know what day we were born. But none of us know what day we will die. And many people think that we can live our lives however we want. If our heart is empty of Allah during our life, how can it be full of Allah during our death?

If our heart full of love of this life, love of status, love of wealth, love of the creation over the Creator it is that which will speak. If the heart was full of grudges, jealousy, hatred…that will speak. But if it full of the love of Allah that will speak. If in your life your heart carried only “Laa Ilaha Illallaah” that truly there is no refuge, no shelter, no deity worthy of worship but Him, then only tongue will be given permission to say “Laa Ilaaha Illallaah Muhammad Rasulullah”.

Humble Yourself

As-salamu `alaykum wa rahmatullah

Al-Kirizi (a poet) once said:

‘And do not walk upon the earth except in humbleness,
For how many people underneath it are more exalted than you!
If you are in glory, goodness and strength,
Then how many have died that were more stronger than you.’

Two beautiful statements:

‘Umar ibn al-Khattab said:

‘If a man humbles himself to Allah, then Allah will raise him and say to him, ‘Rise up, may Allah raise you!’ because he sees himself to be insignificant whilst he is great in the eyes of people. But if a slave is arrogant and transgresses, then Allah casts him away saying, ‘Be lowly, may Allah lower you!’ because he sees himself to be great whilst he is insignificant in the eyes of people.’

And Abu Hatim (Ibn Hibban) said:

‘The most virtuous person is the one who is humble despite being of high rank, who is ascetic despite having the capabilities and who forgives despite having power. A person doesn’t abandon humbleness except that he is at the door of arrogance and a person is never arrogant towards others except that he is someone who’s become amazed at his own self. I have never seen anybody prove arrogant over others except that Allah punishes him by subjecting him to humiliation under those who are above him.’

[ Rawdhat al-’Uqala]

Shaykh ‘Abdul-Muhsin Al-Qaasim; Khutbah from Haramain

‘Dear brother! Throw away the garb of superiority for it is not yours. It is your Creator’s. Adorn yourself with the garb of humbleness, for no man has a little amount of arrogance in his heart except that his sense of reasoning diminishes in proportion to his arrogance.’

May Allah grant us all humbleness from Him which only raises us in rank, and may He give us the tawfiq (guidance) to react well and in good manner when others act arrogantly towards us. Ameen

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