"Aamiin ya Rabb.."
I repeated my personal imam's 'Aamiin'. Followed and hoped his dua to be accepted by Allah. He looked at me who sat behind me. A shining peace smile from him always made me felt calm. I love it. I gave best smile as my response.
I took his right hand like always. Kissed it to ask his forgiveness for all of my mistakes that I did because of my weakness, but my heart is pure for him. He touched my cheek softly with his left hand. I moved his right hand to right and left eye and put it at my left cheek, felt warmness from his big and manly palm. He cupped my cheeks then kissed my head.
"Good subuh my love" he said. I looked into his eyes. I saw sparkling and light true love. I hugged him tight.
"Good zuhur my love"
"Good asyar my love"
"Good Maghrib my love"
"Good isya my love"
"Good tahajud my love"
"Good Dhuha my love"
I will never, never ever be tired to hear this words from him till jannah.
