Unbeknownst to us, the sun had crept far away from its reddish nest, a beautiful nest in the morning on the eastern horizon. It had previously appeared. It had traveled roughly halfway to the center of its powerful rays. The energy it radiated began to feel warm. When its rays landed on the human body at that moment, it would transform into positive energy that supplied the body, a sign that it was a free medicine and antidote sent by God to humanity.
An unreadable sign and signal.!
As Rabbani students, it's not that we don't want to experience that positive energy. On the contrary, we bravely challenge the sun's rays when it's at the center of its power. Challenging the sun's rays isn't easy. But for us, it's become a habit. A habit inherited from our seniors, roommates, organization administrators, teachers, and our religious teachers. It's that habit that has made us great people today. Strong people. People who are anti-crybabies. People who are immune to any punishment. For us, all punishments are delicious food and dishes to be enjoyed. Because of this habit, we have become students ready to fight for the sake of Allah.
"Man laa Yasta'mil Qolansuah, Sajadah, Hizham, Lawhatul ism? Qiyaman amamal Munaazhom!!". Suddenly, the question in Arabic came out from our senior administrator. These words usually come out after the Dhuhr prayer. And it is said by the disciplinary enforcement section as a step to prevent violations of Siaga Dua discipline. Wearing complete Afterlife uniforms, Kopiah, Sajadah, nametags and belts, the disciplinary section usually stands directly in the front row, right at the Mihrab where the Imam leads the prayer.
That's when we, the students who didn't feel like they were wearing uniforms, immediately stood up and headed to the place where the sun's rays were in full force and unobstructed by anything, ready to test us. We quickly formed a straight line, under the blazing sun which seemed to be smiling to welcome us. "Feel the power of my light." The sun said.!
“Wow”!
“Isnaani”!!
“Tsalaatsah”!!!.
Upon hearing the command, we automatically assumed a position, with both hands on the ground, with our bodies extended straight back, resting on our toes. This is called Military Style. It's similar to Salman Khan's one-armed push-up in the film Bodyguard. Doesn't make sense!
“Tomorrow before the Dhuhr prayer, all your afterlife equipment must be worn, if tomorrow after Dhuhr there are still some that are not complete then I will replace the i'qob with Spiderman style push-ups, not Pike style push-ups anymore, Fahimtuum!!”. The voice of the discipline officer shrieked again.
"Fahimnaaaa!" We answered in unison. We thought to ourselves, "The discipline department apparently memorized push-up styles." We suspected he might have been a victim of his predecessors' practices. Hahaha. What a secret phrase.
"Arba"
"Khomsah"
"Sittah"
“Sab'ah”
And it turns out the countdown continued. We all truly became Spider-Man in broad daylight. It was terrifying!!
Tobe continued..
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