Israfil, rushed up to the seventh heaven, met God. He knelt behind a curtain and a thick cloud. Hastily he banged on the door to the seven heavens, dividing the sky slowly reveal the door for Israfil. On the seventh sky that there was something strange, there’s no sunlight ever-faithful spin on the cluster of day, no body menggigilkan cold, no heat dry the leaves, there’s no glare too bright colors and a dimmer, which is perhaps only something like a tinge of red mega white decorate the sky without a horizon.
Israfil continue hurried pace and speed of running with no one to match, even though the speed of light, he ran and spun around to the seven heavens to find God, the most northerly direction, up towards the southern direction, from the eastern direction, up towards most western direction, but that there is only emptiness. Yes, just vacuum, and the emptiness that perhaps God indeed dwells, dwells on the most desolate place, very quiet.
Israfil’ve had enough saves which huddle sederat clutter his mind, a mind that can not be folded by time, then immediately he wanted to deliver to the chaos in the Lord. Essence of the owner of all space and time. He was disappointed to have to look up to the seventh heaven, because the sky was, yes in the sky it turned out that there is only silence nyinyir. So, this time he had felt no need anymore to meet God, God could still exist anywhere, anytime.
In a silence like that, as there are signs that captured by Israfil. He knew exactly hint, hint from God, God is All-Hearing. Israfil then kneeled down and kneeled to Him. Listen to the word of the holy.
“What, O Israfil”
“Yeah, ya Rahman ya Rahim”
“You seem nervous, if there is noteworthy news”
“Yes yes Rahman, the man now, nation of Mohammed has started to forget with the verses in the Holy Book Thou Art”
“Is not the news so familiar?”
“Yes Rahman, but this time, this time truly outrageous”
“Supercharge how?”
“Yes Rahman, verse-ayatmu that has changed with the game humans”
God heard the news from Israfil, then smiled. Israfil still in prostration and simpuhnya, dhikr of his name, soon Lord said: Thou Israfil hell?, Too dipikirin human affairs. Did not I tell you since I put myself first humans on earth, he does like to ally with the devil, because it has allied that the man liked to play with the luxury world, playing with blood, playing with the lives, playing with power who stab each other, play with a giggle laugh to forget their origins are despicable. Because of that, because it Israfil do not you care about human affairs that increasingly longer forget that nature, your job, do your duty on one day, if it is no more that remember me, you blow the trumpet, so all the things people in the world late finish, and would have no right you see another human.
“Yes Rahman, but I was not able to see the game man, who recently sunguh outrageous”
“Then what are you going?”
“Yes Rahman, I can not wait to blow this trumpet”
“Do not you see at the corner of a rundown house that there are still many people who purify my name, in the alleys and under-under is dhikr and tahmid that never stops”
“But this, Lord, more than half the earth’s wild about the noise and bergegap round object called a ball”
“Yeah I’m more aware of that, I already take into account”
“Sorry, yes Rahman, I ask that you give the policy to me, to speed up this blast”
Israfil, still prostrate, and not the slightest change, he continued to dhikr, exalt, bertahlil and praise His name.
***
God hears complaints Israfil, who want to accelerate trumpet blast, but somehow God never forgets a promise in humans, that would not be blown trumpet casually by Israfil, is not in the dark night is still a dim room with the lips and the heart that beats calling namaNya.Pada a morning that was blind, there are no missing dawn. In the Majlis who deserted, there’s still banquets that discuss the verses, although continued demolished and the more shrinkage, there is still smell the word of the steaming in the corner of a porch that holds surau.Masih no cool name Prophet Mohammed PBUH. And voices echoing Takbir with, touching the sky and blanketed the sun. Still there who recites the letters of the Quran, the dots in the dark, though in a voice that talkative.
“Today let us see ya Rahman”
“I’d rather watch”
“I’m sorry Rahim, I just told myself”
“How? Tell me! “
“On earth, on earth there is a new game, a very strange”
“What on earth, explain again, though I know better”
“There is a round object called a ball, circled the human toe and fight it together, and cheering people. Ah appalling entire edge of the world, surpassing the battle of Badr and Uhud, even though the Cross war. What does it mean, if not perseketuan with the devil? “
“Are there any who remember me at the time?”
“Yes Rahman, You know better than me”
“But what do you think?”
“Yes Rahman, professors, and scientists have been many who become commentators round object that”
“The book, which already kuturunkan how?”
“Yes Rahman, sorry verse-ayatMu very few people understood, smart people are stuck with the game round object that”
“That ball was already beat my messages”
“Yes Rahman, perhaps like that”
“Call Muhammad, Messenger of Israfil, and ask his opinion”
***
Muhammad, as the apostle who teaches wisdom, called Israfil with haste, in persemayamannya, in the paradise of the most quiet.
“What the Angel Israfil O?”
“I need to talk something to you, O glorious Apostle, about ummatmu”
“About my ummah?”
“Yeah about ummatmu”
“What’s wrong with my ummah”
“Indeed they have been negligent, totally negligent with your message”
“Yes, some of them did dzalim and infidels”
“Not some, but most of all, all the inhabitants of the earth, O Messenger of God, for it let, let me once again will accelerate tiupanku”
“How, age of the earth there has been no sign of completion”
“There have been many signs O Messenger of God, hurricanes, floods, earthquakes, tsunami, etc., as a warning to people!”
“Yes”
“Excuse me, O glorious Apostle, on earth, yes on this earth there is a new game man. The game was called a ball, and almost all the inhabitants of the earth round object fuss about it, you know how proud ummatmu if could enter the round object was the goal that they make themselves, their pride and already feel like a martyr, and you see that millions of people crying, sorrow and joy, pride and feel insulted that round object that, how’s this? “
“Perhaps because the people were given intellect and passion”
“Ah, but what does that round object with a sense? Balls, and balls that spin around in the foot ball players, like empty cans being kicked foot soaring into the sky and fell back to earth, there is no meaning at all. Why are all human beings fight each other and grab the ball, and when one can acquire and master up to the opponent’s goal as he became the proud warrior king who could control. Then followed again with a sea of people cheering the solid, and with the appalling news as the war news. What’s all this game? Is not the speed to blow the trumpet, this better? “
“Before deciding, O angel of God, Israfil, before you immediately fold the earth, the earth’s human beachhead, before you letuskan mountains, and combine the sea, before you split the sky, before you empty the nature, before you tear down the sun, and collided with the moon, to dust the pieces, before you prepare your breath to blow the trumpet which was thrilling, give a chance for a while in humans to seek the wisdom behind the new game “
“O Prophet, had thousands and thousands of men, who spent the age for playing with a round object that, when O Messenger of human life belongs only once, yes once, is not this really outrageous”
“Yeah right, but let people find the wisdom behind the game, is not human life itself is a game, Innamal hayatuna dunya ila la’ibul wal Lahw”
“But people are now really too much, he was always cool and so too carried away with the game, what does all this mean?”
“I am a human being, and wisdom that I once Ahlu”
“What do you mean?”
“Perhaps, yes perhaps only, a ball, new game man it was a parable, yes, a metaphor for humans, which contains wisdom, that the ball like the Earth spinning, the spinning earth that need to be held, and in holding it necessary strategy and tactic, would not the fact of human life, if people want to rule the earth means earth lively play, is there a player will be kicked away transversely to the middle of the field or pass to a teammate, or throw out the pitch to save, or escorted to the front of his opponent’s goal and goollah finally he meant. So the audience cheered admire that support its success. Who’s opponents and supporters will cry. Perhaps that’s where the real picture of human life, between tears and laughter almost no limit, very thin, very thin “
“And?”
“Are not humans are born, because his father and mother had been” playing ball “, and God is the only one who gave it support. If no one wins and the support of the game where there may be human, and, a moment when it came to waktnya, when God was not supportive, it means that the game ball is stopped, then a football player going to bed pillowed on the ball round the ground “
“I do not understand, O Al-amin?, But, but the game was not the devil has allied?”
There are no conversations anymore. The sky was quiet and deserted. Israfil then bowed to the Apostles, so he moved away and closed the door of heaven into seven, also closing the beats lack patience.
Then the Apostle considering one by one sentence Israfil, a new and strange sentence, which was named the ball, and immediately passes out of the sky into seven. So even Israfil, he always recalled the aura of greatness of Muhammad, the softness of speech he said, and her countenance the soothing swish of wind over the sand that moves the leaves of weeds mountains on earth. The sentences were spoken from her lips so thrilling, lip that holds the science Rahman from a drop of sea water.
The arrival of the Apostle was able to leave a scent of heaven and peace on the edge of space anywhere. No more reason to speed up the trumpet. Tomorrow is the desert haze of dawn to share a story that makes the heavens and the earth, and who know the wisdom of playing a round object that will soon manifest in the human universe, though no longer able dipercakapkan on Israfil
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