Busyness of Worldly Activities
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At
10:30 am I was on the plane while looking at the cluster of clouds moved
towards Palu from Jakarta, Sunday, April 29, 2012.
Everyday, people especially for they who
live in Jakarta must have felt like the picture above, leaving early in the
morning or doing anything in a rush if we oversleep. Sometimes we feel that the
time which is given to us as much as 24 hours still feels lacking and if given
time more than 24 hours for sure we choose the time more than 24 hours. The
above figures are often encountered. Actually I've wanted to write since two
days ago but due to lack of time and opportunities, besides I also have to
share my time with family and my little angel, the most beautiful gift from
Allah SWT named Dhisa Ezza Radhiya Putri,
which is mean "the daughter of Andy and Nisa whom expected to be solehah,
intelligent and virtuous ".
Subhanallah, thank you Allah SWT, you give health to me today so I can write on
a Garuda Indonesia 608. Then, when I looked to the seat next to me there is a
passenger who got ill (fever) and really sorry for him, and as I looked at the
aircraft windows I can see the clean white clouds and the houses which looked
like just dots and hardly noticeable. So how about humans? Certainly unseen at
all.
When
I was at the top and looked down I felt great and high, and when I was on the
ground I felt big and tall if I look at the smaller things than me (the
definition of small that I mean can be size, position, knowledge, wealth and
handsomeness or beauty).
But when the plane shaked because of the bad weather, all sense of feeling high
and feeling great were just gone, because everything belongs only to Allah
while I am just a humble servant, sinful and not infallible.
Alhamdulillah, then I stopped writing for a while due to receiving the
delicious food and my favorite chocolate ice cream but pity the passenger next
to me, that young man was feverish he can’t enjoy the ice cream. Thank you
Allah SWT and thank the stewards and stewardesses Garuda Indonesia for giving
me good food with hospitality and the video I listened to while I was writing.
Back to the theme, worldly activities
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My name is Andy Kurniawan, 32 years old at the time of 2012. I am the eldest of
two brothers. At the beginning I write this story, I think I want to hide my
identity but it seems not right or I was afraid to lie to God and all readers,
May Allah SWT give inspiration and enlightenment in this paper. Amen.
I've
worked for 8 years in a government agency. I got the knowledge about computer
science and Alhamdulillah I am capable of making computer application
(programmer). Programmers are very independent and their interest at the
computer sometimes unwittingly makes them selfish, they feel like they are very
expert in the field of computers, and arrogant (I felt it). When I first time
got to my workplace in Rangkas Bitung, I felt the obvious difference compared
to what I felt first time in Jakarta. The office building had not completely
built. And when I entered the office environment the land were still earthy red
and had not been asphalted. It’s very contradictory to all that I received
before I work in Rangkas Bitung. I used to work in an apartment and now I work
in remote areas and distances between Jakarta and Rangkas Bitung are about 3 hours drive if using a car or bus. My
first experience in Rangkas Bitung is being pickpoketed when I took the train
for the first time to Rangkas Bitung. A hunch that I felt when I was about to
left was to buy cigarettes and split the money in two pockets of my jeans. In
the right pocket there is a money of 300 thousand rupiahs and in the left
pocket there is a money of 70 thousand rupiahs. I've never been to Rangkas
Bitung and have never had the experience of riding the train, when the train
was crowded and I was leaning back and holding my pants pocket, over time I was
in the middle of a railway carriage, and there was many people were going to go
out of the train and they jostle. At that moment pickpocket’s hands grope into
the pockets of my jeans and reached 300 thousand money. It happened so fast. At
that time I freaked out and just a few minutes away to got to the Rangkas
Bitung station. I was very angry, upset and confused at that time, because I
only had 70 thousand rupiahs left in my pocket. Initially, I intend to see the
location of my office and search for my homestay but after that incident, what
I thought is I have to go straight home. At that time I asked Allah SWT so that
I could return home safely. Alhamdulillah, I could got home safely.
When I was in Rangkas Bitung, I noticed the
condition of the office building that has not been ashpalted and the computers
were only a few units. I was entrusted to make the application in Rangkas
Bitung. I worked several months without salaries and if I remember that moment
I felt like I was dropped by God from the palace to the village because when I
worked in Jakarta everything is available and the money is sufficient, the
problem is just about the lack of time that I have. Otherwise, when I was in
Rangkas Bitung I had more spare time but I had no money and facilities. But I
am still grateful that I felt I was safe and did not need to look for job again
because of being a Civil Servant.
My daily activities are making computer
programs and working with computer programs. Unconsciously, I always work alone
and only busy with myself and less socializing with my office mates. But I feel
happy and excited although not on the payroll, maybe because I had the time and
job which is match with my interest.
After a while, I was transferred to Jakarta
because I was needed there. So I back to my busyness and ignoring the time and
I felt like the time passed so fast. Early in the morning, I had to be set and
were immediately confronted to the work and make the application, besides the
problem of some employees were not really understand about computers. I felt
like I was losing my spare time and in many times I pray right before the end
of praying times. I also often late for lunch.
I often go out of the town; Bandung,
Cianjur, Palembang, West Nusa Tenggara and other cities. My time was spent for
worldly activities only and I always in a rush to make the application.
Sometimes I had to sleep late night, and even in some nights I hadn’t slept at
all because the application must be completed at that time. When my wife was
pregnant, I was with him just only for few days because I often went out of
town for job purpose. Prayer is only a mere duty, life is just to make money and
the pleasure and satisfaction of a job and job targets that must be met.
Apparently Allah the most seeingful didn’t leave me alone gripped by excitement
and bustle of the world. I often feel the emptiness and felt like there was
something missing, although I had a steady job, money and position probably has
no equal with me because the only one who expert in computer was only me. My
arrogance and the feeling of having everything controlled my life at that time.
Until then, I’d never asked about the money of my wife and I never tried out to
ask. The habit of going away from home at that time makes me forget and fall
asleep and I felt as
the busiest man in the world because at that time I solved out almost all of
the problems.
Allah warned me with smallpox when the
pregnancy of my wife was at third month. I reluctantly had to took a rest at
home and had to sleep alone. I felt the heat at a certain time, in the
afternoon or in the morning. And felt the itch that are not measurable as the
smallpox had been out, and I wanted to scratch it so much.
Because I was usually busy with my
activities and had a wealthy life, the excess money made me to be extravagant
and consumetive. I do not understand the value of money and the importance of
money at that time. The point is, if I wanted something then I bought it and I
was not so concerned with the business and needs of others. When I got ill, I
felt like in bondage and I thought why Allah SWT wicked me because of this ill
I can’t work and itching due to smallpox also makes me miserable, besides my
wife couldn’t be with me.
I felt alone, then Allah warned me
The beginning days of being sick man, the
words that came from my heart and my mouth are rough words and the feeling of
objection and blame God for the illness I suffered, although only smallpox.
What if I suffered cancer? Maybe I could kill myself. : D
About 2 weeks at home, I couldn’t go out and
were not allowed to take a bath. Smallpox made my body stinks, felt cranky and
bored like in a prison. It felt like a flying free bird, suddenly arrested and
put into a golden cage. I was really sad and unpleasant though everything was
available but freedom. If the readers has a hobby to keep a bird, I’m really
sorry for their fate in the cage and how it feels when we are treated like
that?
When I got health, I felt free and came back
to my busyness. I had never been to the mosque and praying always late and
running out of time. My wife who was pregnant not that I noticed because of my
busyness, I even sometimes took my office work to home. At that time I just
thought of myself, and less attention to the condition of my wife.
I had been a selfish man who thinks that everything can
be done with money, and everything was money can buy. Has the reader feels like
this? I am an ordinary employee who recently had a little money was ever felt
like this, then how about an officer or conglomerate who have much money, huh
..?!
The
contents of the Qur'an
"And when it was read to him Our verses
he turned to boast as though he had not heard it, as if there are plugs in both
ears; then give him the good news with a painful doom. "(Q.S Luqman: 7)
At Hotel Palu at 21:00 on 29 April 2012,
when my eyes couldn’t be closed and after the Isha prayer in congregation and
the pilgrimage to the tomb of Habib Al Alamah Idrus Bin Salim Al Jufri. The air
is cold because of the air conditioning and an eye that had not been closed
though I was tired from a day on the plane did not make me fall asleep.
My life moved from one city to another, to
stay there, work and work again. Because I gone too often, my wife once had
called me at 11 pm asking me to go home that night and as usual I could not
fulfill her wish because I was out of town. In material aspect, my wife's no
shortage of material, but maybe times when she was pregnant, she needs the love
of the husband, but I couldn’t fulfill her wish because of busy work. To
relieve stress I usually smoke, wandering to the mall and sometimes buy things
that are not necessary, even it was unthinkable for me about the cost of giving
birth of my wife.
More and more I was away from Allah SWT and
the peak is when I was angry at Allah SWT because when my wife was checked with
USG in the womb looks that the child was girl. I was angry and upset, I also
ignored my wife for a while because I was mad why was not the boy who was in my
wife's womb.
For a few days I couldn’t accept the reality
that in my wife's womb there was a
female fetus.
At
that time I was made aware by Allah concerning the rights of God to create
creatures. It is not us who created it all, but only God who created and only
Allah Wills.
Just like a tremendous slap because
apparently we are only ordinary human and not a nothing and a nobody. Sometimes
we feel that we are quite sure that we make things. Have the readers ever feel
quite sure that the readers are most powerful or super awesome?
Only a few days I felt screwed up and
Alhamdulillah I talked to my friend that the most important thing is our
children healthy and intact. I was regretful and thank to my friend. We have to
accept fate and all His will.
Sometimes what we want is not the best for us according
to Allah SWT. Allah is the All-Knowing what is the best for His servants.
Busyness always keeps crushing to the point
that when I received an order with a friend of mine to create a computer
application that is in Bekasi, I still take it although the consequence is that
every Saturday or Sunday I had to go to Bekasi. I tried to be strong and tried
to be able to successfully become a father. What will I sacrifice for my wife
and children? The answer is:
The time could not have come back even if only 1 second
I feel exhausted because almost every week I often leaving my family,
especially my wife who was pregnant. I very rarely call and meet my parents,
even I was ignoring Allah and I thought that prayer is simply a mere
obligation, a routine and movements only. Have the reader ever feel like that?
I become irritable, tired and hollow with the life I live. I often tried to
seek pleasure that is not boring, but not finding too.
I
ask myself what I'm looking for?
The answer is only 5 letters: MONEY
For what is it?
To live and meet my physical needs
What will I sacrifice?
Time, energy, thoughts and family and
sometimes faith is forced to be given
Is that expensive to make money?
Often, yes
What if these are continue and my child is less
attention from me?
Maybe that's a consequence and everyone is
doing it to get what he/she wants.
At that time I just stopped and tried to
justify my answer and strive to provide the best for my wife and my child. I
prepare the child in the womb of my wife, both physically and spiritually, and
enjoy it, especially when our child were moving steadily in the mother's
abdomen. It is true that if we had a child any tired of work activities will
surely disappear. Finally I started to enjoy having a child while still in the
womb and I am so thankful that Allah entrusts to me give me a child.
One thing that I remember at that time was I
was grateful to quickly had a child because a lot of people do not have
children and I brought together by Allah to those who have not been given the
mandate and they tried hard to get a child both material and physical, with the
drug and consult a doctor in ways that are not easy and If I were on their
position, I definitely couldn’t live that anymore.
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