Day 2 in BiH.....MATUZICI

Life experience  is the best knowledge!

Last night, we both slept like babies. Even though it feels cold but we are okay with it. The hosts did everything to keep us comfortable. Alhamdulillah.

Good morning Matuzici! We performed Subuh at 4.30am  as shown by the Islamic Finder App in our phone but the Adzan was an hour later. We were puzzled! So we did our prayer again.  When Azmi explained to us at breakfast, we fully understood! It was a misty morning. Visibility is around 15 to 20 meters only. But it is a beautiful morning.

Sunrise...eventhough we were late, it still looked beautiful.

After breakfast, the hosts took us around the villages. We wanted to witness the sunrise but was a bit too late for that. The sun is already up and it was laughing at us..... Nearby were houses and a lady came out and greeted us. So nice of her that she showed us around her house. As the lady of the house, she will d everything from scratch. She did her own farming alone. She had cows , chickens and vegetable garden. 

There were lots of pumpkins and some were chopped. It surprised me when she said that they were meant for the cows when they are in the barn at night. Their cows eat pumpkins, apple and all kinds of vegetables besides grazing the grass in the field during the day time. No wonder their cows are bigger in size, fatter and looks healthier. They were given the best and only the best produced the best. From the cows, they will get the milk. From the milk, they made their own cheese of different kinds and categories, KAYMAK [ is creamy dairy product], butter and yogurt.

Chopped pumpkins for the cows.

A small chicken coop is made by attaching a wire fence at the back or at the side of the barn. The chickens produced fresh eggs for them and not forgetting the meat. they feed their chickens with corns.

In her vegetable garden, she planted rows and rows of corns, potatoes, tomatoes, carrots, turnips and so on. Just name it, she has it. As preparations for the coming winter, corns are pluck in large amount and were stored in a little house called the KOSH. Corns saved can be consumed by both humans and animals at all time.

The Kosh...for keeping corns.

All the villagers had the same arrangement. Meaning almost everybody has cows, chickens, some have sheep, all of them grow vegetable and at last, they have an abundance! Some of the vegetables were left to rot in the garden. So that is why I assumed that they were able to feed the animals with good choices of vegetables.....lucky animals!

Tomatoes

Corns

Turnips

Pumpkins.

We then went round to the places called Mektab where the late Mohammad  used to teach.  It is not in used anymore because they preach mostly in the masjid. He really did well for the community that the people who used to be his students remembered him , his teachings and how he treated them with his jokes. How they missed him. The best thing to do in life is to be good to all because when you die, people will remember you in the best manner. That is ultimate.

The Bosnians are very close and strong when comes to family relationship. To them, cousins, in laws are like brothers and sisters. They are loud and laugh even louder. They like teasing one another. They love to talk and everybody enjoyed talking and listening  to one another. They respect each other . Families always come first.  

The elders are treated well and in most families, they stay in the same area for many generations.  The little ones are taught the responsibilities, skills, cleanliness and most of all respect... as young as 4 years old! But most of all, they love their own Bosnian Coffee. All the time and any time of the day...Bosnian Coffee it is!  Everybody who saw us, will offer coffee even though we are strangers! Then they will call their family members of all generations to greet us and sit together with us. But I have to confessed that Bosnian Coffee taste nice even though a bit thick. They drink in small little cups like the Chinese did when serving tea. But we Malaysian used that small little cups to make steam cake called the Kuih Lompang! hahahahhahahha......it is true! They enjoyed coffee differently. Sipping coffee bit by bit and at times closing their eyes as if they were in another world. It is an art actually.

Kuih Lompang

We spent the whole morning until afternoon going around the villages and meeting the locals and truly, I really like their attitude. They are very warm hearted people and sincere. We enjoyed their hospitality very much. And on the way back to Matuzici, we stopped by a fish farm and bought fresh PASTRMKA or Trout.  The owner is a man of late 30's. Azmi told us that he worked hard after the war and it pays. He now owned his own fish farm, a big restaurant and his house which was shelled during the Bosnian War is now one of the biggest in the village. He deserved it!

We made a stop at the nearest masjid. The village is called LEPENICA. The man who was in charged of the mosque took us for a short tour which is inclusive of climbing a very steep staircase of the tower. It has it's own library and since it was Friday , my husband read the first 10 ayah of Surah Al Kahfi. Alhamdulillah.

Dzamija Lepenica....Masjid Lepenica

Library in masjid .

The men performed their Friday prayer at  the mosque where the late Ceman involved in building for he had been dreaming about it for 40 years! Subhanallah. 

Pastramka...Trout

That afternoon we had fried Trout with bread, cheese and salad which we have to adapt for the time being. If only rice is served, the Trout will taste even better!  I realised that they prefer veal more. Fish is not so popular. But as MUSAFIR [travellers], we must behave accordingly. Taste the local food and experience the different ways of preparing and eating. Rice is top of the list back home in Malaysia but it is part of the side dishes in Bosnia. They consume a lot of bread for all meals and it comes in different shapes and taste. I must say that I enjoyed their kind of food.....so different from ours but very nice.

Bread of Bosnia. I hope I got the names correctly! Sorry if I'm wrong.

Kifle 

Pide 

Lepinja

Pita

  

An unforgettable trip to BiH...

I don't know how it started but we both have been dreaming of this vacation. Without any planning ahead and with no proper preparations, he bought the tickets! 

Bon Voyage!

We departed on the 6th of September 2017 from KLIA with Turkish Airlines B777-300ER. my wonderful neighbour Datin Farethah and Dato Azman sent us to the airport and Abe Ghazali Johan and Yan with their 3 handsome sons were there too. It was so very nice of them. I love my neighbours!!!

We made Subuh Solah in Istanbul Airport. There were so many passengers of different nationalities.  we only have 2 hours transit and the Surau was full. MasyaAllah. But we managed to squeeze in. Flight from Istanbul to Sarajevo was B737-800 and departed at 0715 hours. 

It was 0930 hours, 7th September 2017 when we arrived at Sarajevo Airport.  We were greeted by the hosts Azmi and Azi in their VW . We drove for 2 hours approximately to MATUZICI.  and all throughout the way, Azi was talking about her late father and in between times she cried. I know how she misses him. The highway which we took is only 50km long and was built after the Bosnian War.  Then we took the state road. The view along the way was so beautiful. Hills and mountains all around and not forgetting the river......from every corner, there are greens. From time to time, we saw the remnants of the war which was left untouched either intentionally as a reminder or because of the tight economy. 

We passed DOBOJ, a place that was heavily attacked by the Serbs. It was sickening when come to think about it. Many destructions and many lives lost! 

We arrived at Che Man's home and were greeted warmly by Azi's family. We hope with our present could light up their days onwards because  Mohammad, Azi's father who was an Imam, a well-known teacher and preacher and wonderful and loving father passed away last August the 13th 2017. Everyone whom we met, missed him badly. There are always tears in their eyes when his name was mentioned. He must have been a well-loved person!  
Al Fatihah.....

Bosnian Coffee

Azi proudly took us around her house to her late father's garden. There were Grapes, Raspberries, Pears, Strawberries, Tomatoes and many more. Just plucked and into your mouth!!! so fresh and so sweet.......and not forgetting the flowers!

 

It was a two storey house and the only one that has air conditions installed!  The late father understood that Azmi cannot stand the heat in Summer. He did it out of love towards his family.  There are always people chatting in the house and sometimes there are laughter roaring. This is because Azi's sisters Sahabata and Hana with their family members are always around to keep their mother whom they all called Majka company and happy. This was to avoid their mother to think too much about her loss. 

   

After washing up and had a taste of Bosnian Coffee and Majka's desert, Azmi and Azemina drove us to a town called TESANJ. Azi's cousin, Rashid who is the secretary to the Islamic Council in Tesanj explained to us about the Islamic Council Role.  Then we had some local delicacies in the nearby restaurant owned by the council. 

We made Asar in a 500 years old masjid, the Ferhadija Mosque 1563 during Ottoman power by a Bosnian Sandzak bey- Gazi Ferhad Bey. it was under his rule that Tesanj grew rapidly and prosperously. He died in 1568 and he was buried in the yard of the mosque.  Alhamdulillah.

The interior of  Ferhadija Mosque 1563

We then climbed the  Tesanj Castle which was built before the Romans used during the Slavs and  Ottoman period. It is one of the most significant and the biggest castle in Bosnia with an area of more than 67 thousands square feet. From the top, we saw around Tesanj with many idyllic villages and houses owned by the warm-hearted people and there's always graveyards with their tombstone made from white marble. Very prominent!. 
Can be seen from afar!

Lines and lines of graveyards, most of them are  Shahids.

 

 

 

 

Flowers blooming in Azi's Garden.

Kerana.... aku temanmu

Dalam suka

dalam bahagia

dalam duka

dalam derita

dalam sihat

dalam sakit

kau  merujuk kepadaku

kau mempercayaiku

kerana...... aku temanmu

setiap hari aku diintai

aku dibelai

aku ditatap

dan.....aku bercerita kepadamu

tanpa ada jemu mahupun lesu

aku sentiasa bahagia disampingmu

kerana..... aku temanmu

tiba masanya nanti

Malaikat Izrail datang menyapamu

merentap rohmu

dan....

kau terkulai layu

terbujur kaku

maka menangislah semua yang melihatmu

ibu.....bangunlah  ibu

sayang....mengapa kau tinggalkan aku...

ratapan anakmu

rintihan suamimu penuh sayu

siapa yang melihat pasti terasa sendu

tinggallah semua

tinggallah kecintaanku

suamiku....anakku....cucuku.....sahabat ...jiran

aku pergi dulu

air mata tidak tertahan lagi

namun......apakan dayamu

wahai temanku

dalam hingar bingar ratapan mereka

menangisi pemergianmu

aku tersenyum memandangmu

aku tetap berada disisimu

segalanya sudah dipersiap buatmu

menanti ketibaanmu

aku akan bersamamu

kerana....aku temanmu

ketika jasadmu diturunkan ke liang

destinasi akhir tiba sudah

selamat tinggal dunia

selamat tinggal keluarga

tetapi, usahlah kau takut

kau tidak keseorangan

aku ada

aku tetap bersamamu

aku akan menemanimu

akuakan membelamu

biarku jawab segala persoalan

kerana.....aku temanmu

semasa hayatmu

kau menjagaku

aku sentiasa disampingmu

kau merujuk segala permasalahan denganku

aku bangga denganmu

aku bukan sekadar perhiasan didalam almari cerminmu

akulah tempat kau mengadu

setiap hari kau bersamaku

kau cium aku

kau peluk aku

bahagianya aku

Teman.....

Akulah Al Quran

didalamku adalah 

kalimah-kalimah Allah

perintah-perintah Allah

kisah teladan

panduan hidup  

kisah duni dan akhirat

segalanya

akulah pelengkap 

penunjuk arah

agar kau tidak sesat

namun....

kau turuti segalanya

tahniah buatmu

bangga aku denganmu

kini tibalah giliranku

biar aku menjagamu

kerana....aku temanmu

Akulah

AlQuranmu

Mak Uwo

Being the eldest gave you the command. Everybody will listen.
Being old and sick is something else! you need to listen, you need to understand and you need to be lovable.

She is already 71. She is never married and all her life was looking

after her parents and her sibblings. In other words she had to make sure everything is set for everybody from the time they wake up until they sleep.
Because of the responsibilities laid in front of her at a very tender age, she had to quit school at the age of 12. My husband recalled how smart her sister was those days. She attended his problems in understanding FRACTIONS in Mathematics.

Now that everyone has moved forward. Everybody has their own life, family and responsibilities. She lost her parents and her youngest brother but she still has four YUSOFs to turn to. She is home alone in her birth place , Ulu Bernam, doing the same old house chores. She loves her home very much.... we fully understand. But her neighbours are as old as her except for one young couple and a teacher. But those people have their own life and problems too.

The market place and grocery stores is very far....not for youngsters but for her.....YES! Those days she used to cycle but for the past years, she only managed to pushed the worn out bicycle. We did send her for driving classes. She scored the highest in the oral test but she gave up due to a reason she refused to share.

It is fated that she became sick. Slip discs. The pain is unbearable. She cried. Her legs refused to listen to her brain! It upsets her....that is when she followed me home so I can take care of her! It was the first day of April .... the day she moved in with my husband and I. Our turn to nurse her to the best that we can.

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I hope what I did is right.

I hope she agreed but that was not what I see...

Hope what I said did not hurt her but I did see tears rolling down her cheek. It hurts me to see a sad her.

I needed her to understand.

I wanted her to know that it is fine to miss home...

That it is alright to go home but to visit and not to stay......but she refused to listen.

She kept quiet. Holding back tears....Ya Allah! Have I done something wrong? Please show me the way to make her understand!

What should I do? All I can say is to keep on telling and maybe .... just maybe someday she will

understand.

Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper (Boyce Avenue ft. Megan Davies & Jaclyn D...

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,

And think of you

Caught up in circles

Confusion is nothing new

Flashback, warm nights

Almost left behind

Suitcases of memories,

Time after

Sometimes you picture me

I'm walking too far ahead

You're calling to me, I can't hear

What you've said

Then you say, go slow

I fall behind

The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you, I 'll be waiting

Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting

Time after time

After my picture fades and darkness has

Turned to gray

Watching through windows

You're wondering if I'm okay

Secrets stolen from deep inside

The drum beats out of time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting

Time after time

You said go slow

I fall behind

The second hand unwinds

If you're lost you can look and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting

Time after time

If you're lost you can look and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting

Time after time

Time after time

Time after time

Sahabat Rasulallah SAW....

Aku diberi kesempatan belajar tinggi. Alhamdulillah. Tapi, disepanjang kehidupanku dari kecil higga kini, banyak yang kupelajari dari penglihatan, pendengara dan pembacaan. Akhirnya, ilmu yang kita pelajari dari zaman sekolah digabungkan dengan baik sekali dengan pengalaman hidup menghasilkan AKU! hahhahahha.

Akhir-akhir ini aku banyak mendengar tentang kisah kisah sahabat-sahabat Rasulallah SAW. Nak baca dari buku mata dah rabun dan tidak  berapa awas dan penyakit mengantuk kuat mengganggu konsentrasi. Tetapi teknologi kini amat canggih. Buka saja Internet dan cari dalam  Wiki, You tube dan yang sewaktu dengannya amat membantu. Bak kata, ilmu kini di hujung jari. Cari dan tekan  saja maka  berlubur ilmu  dikeluarkan. 

Aku banyak ikuti penceramah Dr Khalid Basalmah tentang sirah Nabi dan sahabat-sahabatnya. Subhanallah, sememangnya kepakarannya tentang sirah Nabi. Penyampaiannya jelas, terang dan beliau membuat rujukan dari pelbagai kitab dan setiap satu kejadian dinyatakan juga versi-versi yang berbeza  mengikut pada -kibitab rujukannya.

Hari ini, aku mendengar kisah bagaimana Umar bin Khattab memeluk agama Islam. Umar bin Khattab adalah seorang yang bertubuh besar, tegap, berpendirian tetap, garang dan ditakuti musuh. Sebelum  Islam, Umar amat suka minum arak, menyeksa orang Islam dari terbit matahari hinggalah ke petang. Katanya, jika bukanlah kerana hari sudah malam, pasti dia tidak akan berhenti menyeksa orang Islam. Bencinya dia pada agama Islam, pada Rasulallah SAW dan pada  Muslimin tidak boleh dibendung lagi. Beliau bukan sahaja menyeksa hambanya yang beragama Islam malah turut sama menyeksa hamba-hamba sahabat-sahabatnya.

Ummar bin Khattab sangat ditakuti oleh musuh. Biar berdepan dengan 10  orang musuh dari berhadapan dengannya. Ini adalah kerana besarnya tubuh, kudratnya, kekuatannya , garangnya  dan pandai bersenjata. Beliau adalah seorang duta. Beliau juga akan dihantar oleh kaum Musyhrikin apabila ingin berhadapan dengan musuh kerana beliau amat ditakuti dan disegani.

Satu hari, Ummar bin Khattab ditugaskan untuk mencari dan membunuh Rasulallah SAW.  Beliau tidak tahu dimana tempat persembunyian baginda dan beliau terus berjalan. Sedang beliau mencari-cari Rasulallah SAW, beliau bertembung dengan seorang saudaranya bernama Abdullah an Nahham al Adawi. Melihat keadaan wajah Umar bin Khattab yang bengis dan dengan pedang yang terhunus di tangannya, Abdullah langsung bertanya kemana tujuannya. Langsung Umar memberitahu tujuannya ialah untuk mencari dan membunuh Rasulallah SAW yang telah menyebabkan perpecahan dikalangan penduduk Mekah. Ini amat merisaukan Abdullah kerana Umar terkenal dengan janjinya. Jika Umar diberi tugas untuk membunuh, misinya mesti diselesaikan sama berjaya atau tidak, salah seorang mesti mati.

Abdullah an Nahham al Adawi merasa amat risau. Sebenarnya dia juga seorang Islam dan tidak diketahui oleh Umar bin Khattab! Lalu Abdullah mengalihkan tumpuan  Umar kepada hal yang lebih menyakitkan hatinya iaitu menyatkan bahawa adiknya Fatimah binti Khattab dan suaminya sudah Islam. Umar terus ke rumah adiknya. Oleh kerana tubuh badannya yang besar,  langkah kakinya  sudah kedengaran dari jauh. Ketika itu Fatimah dan suaminya sedang belajar mengaji dengan seorang bekas hamba yang juga sahabat Rasulallah SAW iaitu Khabbab bin Art. Mereka langsung menyorokkan guru mereka dan tulisan AlQuran yang tertulis di atas kulit dipegang oleh Fatimah.

Beberapa kali pintu rumah di ketuk tetapi tidak dibuka oleh Fatimah dan suaminya kerana takut. AKhirnya, Umar merobohkan pintu rumah  lalu masuk dan bertanya apakah yang sedang mereka bacakan  dan di nafikan oleh Fatimah. Umar menampar adiknya Fatimah dah iparnya berusaha membantu menghalang tetapi turut di pukul .  Berdarah mulut Fatimah dan Umar merasa malu akan perbuatannya mencederakan adik kandungnya sendiri. Apabila Umar ingin memegang ayat Al Quran, Fatimah melarangnya dan menyuruhnya mandi dan membersihkan badannya terlebih dahulu. Setelah selesai, Umur duduk dengan membaca ayat yang tertulis di atas kulit kambing tersebut. Bacaan yang mula-mulanya dengan suara yang keras akhirnya  menjadi lunak dan beliau terpegun terus membaca dan terpegun dengan susunan ayat-ayat tersebut. Mendengar suara Umar membaca seolah-olah menghayatinya, Khabbab keluar dari persembunyiannya dan Umar meminta agar di dipertemukan dengan Rasulallah SAW.

Khabbab terus memimpin Umar ke Darul Nadwah . Dari kejauhan, orang Islam menyangkakan yang Umar telah menangkap Khabbab dan membawanya ke Darul Nadwah. Saidina Hamzah bersedia untuk bersemuka dengan Umar sekiranya diserang. Untuk mengelakkan pergaduhan, Saidina Hamzah di sorokkan dan semua sahabat di minta bersembunyi kerana Rasulallah tahu akan kekuatan Umar.

Setibanya di dalam, Rasulallah langsung memegang Umar dan bertanya sebanyak tiga kali diulang soalan yang sama iaitu,'Adakah kau mahu menunggu hingga azab Allah turun kepadamu baru kau mahu meninggalkan agama asalmu?" 
Umar terus bersyahaddah! Seluruh Darul Nadwah bertakbir dan lauangan takbir itu kedengaran hingga ke Kaabah!

Dr Khalid Basalmah menyatakan tiga sebab Umar masuk Islam:

1...Doa dari Rasulallah SAW. Setelah baginda melihat bagaimana kaum Muslimin di siksa dengan sangan hebat sekali  oleh kaum Quraisyh, baginda memohon doa kepada Allah.

2...Terdengarnya  bacaan Surah THOHA oleh adiknya Fatimah binti Khattab.

3...doa seorang saudaranya  Abdullah yang keluarganya dalam perjalanan untuk berhijrah dan bertembung dengan Ummar . Ummar membiarkan keluarga itu berlalu dengan selamat sedangkan tugasnya ialah untuk membunuh saja orang Islam yang keluar dari Mekah.

Agama Islam telah menyebabkan seorang insan yang sangat jahil menjadi berilmu, seorang yang bodoh menjadi pandai dan bijaksana, seorang yang sombong jadi menjadi baik dan  seorang yang keras hati  menjadi pelembut. Dinyatakan juga bahawa antara sebab arak diharamkan adalah kerana doa Umar bin Khattab. 

Banyak yang kita pelajari dari kisah sahabat yang hebat ini. Sampaikanlah pengkisahan sahabat-sahabat Rasulallah SAW kepada anak cucu dan sahabat handai kita agar kita dapat bertemu mereka di Syurga nanti.. 

       

Surah Taha was revealed in Makkah before Umar (radiyallahu anhu) converted to Islam. In fact it is its first few verses that Allah used to guide Umar (radiyallahu anhu) to Islam. It goes into detail on the story of Musa (Moses) peace be upon him. Towards the end, it covers the story of Adam, peace be upon him. It also include the popular du'a (supplication) "My Lord! Increase me in knowledge." رَّبِّ زِدْنِي عِلْمًا

A beautiful song by Polina Gagarina

I just want to share this song with you. Hope you like it. It is a Russian Song. The lyrics has been translated into English so we can understand what the song is all about.

I first heard this song from Russian X-Factor in You Tube.  When Aida Nikolaychuk  sang this Lullaby beautifully and effortlessly, the judges began to doubt her and thought she was miming. 

She was then asked to sing without music. All jaws dropped and she became the champion for that year's competition.  Amazing voice. She has the whole package, good voice and good look! 

Jangan kau sakitiku

Cuba kau fikirkan ini....

Pernahkah aku bertanya ...

Apa punca rezekimu?

Berapa pendapatanmu?

Dari mana datangnya kemewahanmu?

Bagaimana kau belanjakan wangmu?

TIDAK!

Itu bukan aku.

Tidak ingin kutahu semua itu.

Tidak akan kutanya semua itu.
Tidak ada kena mengena dengan diriku.

KERANA..

Itu urusanmu.

Itu hakmu.

Itu rezekimu.

Aku tumpang gembira.

TETAPI..

Mengapa kau bertanya tentang kepunyaanku?

Rezekiku?

Perbelanjaanku?

CUKUPLAH....

Cukup sampai disini sahaja.

Janganlah kau sakiti aku.

Aku dengan kehidupanku

Dan

Kau dengan kehidupanmu.

NAMUN
Aku memaafkanmu

Selamat bermusafir anakku...

Anakkku yang seorang ini memang suka pada cabaran. Semakin susah semaki dia berusaha.

Hari ini anakku ini mencuba nasibnya di perantauan. Aku amat memahami jiwanya. Angah sangat percaya pada impiannya. Baginya, jika dia jatuh dipertengahan jalan, dia akan bangkit dan berusaha lagi.

Kadang-kadang, agak sukar untuk memahaminya tapi dia amat yakin dengan tindakannya. Namun, ada kala dia tersilap juga tapi anak ini tidak mudah putus asa.. Sebagai ibu, aku sentiasa menyokongnya dan membantunya semana mungkin selagi mampuku.  Mengapa tidak? Aku yang melahirkannya.

Pernah dia difitnah. Jika calang-calang keluarga memang mati dikerjakannya! Tetapi. Alhamdulillah, kami saling membantu menyelesaikannya. Terima kasih kepada keseluruh keluargaku. Semoga Allah melindungi anakku ini.

Anakku, hari ini kau ke sana mencari punca menambah rezeki. Aku berdoa semoga kau selamat di sepanjang perjalanan, diberi kesihatan yang baik dan dipermudahkan segala urusanmu. Jangan mudah mempercayai tetapi selideki dahulu. Itu bukan tempat kita tapi ia tetap milik Allah.

Ingatlah wahai anakku, jarak anatara kita sangat jauh. Pesananku kepadamu, pelihara solatmu dan seluruh keluargamu. Jangan lupa sedekahmu buat aku dan ayahmu.... hanya sekeping doa Surah AlFatihah....cukup buat kami. Alhamdulillah.

Semoga kau pulang membawa kejayaan sebagaimana yang kau impikan. Berzikirlah dan baca selawat ke atas Nabi sepanjang masa .....ia membuka pintu rezekimu seluas-luasnya.

Allahumma solli'ala Muhammad wa'ala aliMuhammad.
Kama sollaita'ala Ibrahom wa'ala aliIbrahim.
Wabarik 'ala Muhammad wa'ala aliMuhammad.
Kama barakta a'ala Ibrahim wa'ala aliIbrahim. 
Fil 'alamina innaka hamidummajid.

Semoga usahamu berjaya. InsyaAllah.