I haven't ever imagine to have this journey. I remember, once I got a souvenir from my friend who went for an umra. It was so long ago...when I was in high school, I think.
The souvenir is a shape of a door of Kakbah. It was hanging on one corner of wall in my room now.
It's a kind of miracle and of course a gift from Allah SWT that I could see in real the door of Kakbah.
Sometimes I have a thought that when we want to go somewhere, it's a nice thing to have a stuff from the place we want to go. It's like to remind us that someday we could be there.
We departed from Soekarno-Hatta Airport on April 4th, 2013. Then we arrived at Dubai Airport at 2.10 am and transitted there for around 2 hours (the difference time is 3 hours earlier than time in Indonesia). After that, we had flight to Madinah for around 2 hours, I think. After arriving at Prince Mohammad Bin Abdulaziz Airport, Madinah, we got the luggages of all the tour members, then we went to Taibah Hotel, Madinah, by bus. It took 30 minutes to get there.
We arrived there around 5.00 am. Then the tour members did the fajr salah. I just sat in the lobby with some members because I was in my period.
In the morning, after breakfast, we were walking around outside the hotel and Al-Masjid an-Nabawi.
There's a "Pasar Kaget" around the Al-Masjid an-Nabawi.
At midday, people went to Al-Masjid an-Nabawi to do Jumu'ah. The Masjid becomes more crowded. I just waited outside the Masjid. There, I met a woman who works as cleaning service. She came from Tangerang, Indonesia. She said that she earned 740 Riyal every month and she also got money from people who visited Al-Masjid an-Nabawi. Then, I also met a woman with kids who asked me about time, by touching my wrist watch. I said, "It's Indonesian time.", hehe...it's around 2.15 pm in Indonesia, which meant it's 10.15 am at Madinah.
After that, when I was waiting my mom and my sister who were in toilet, I saw a woman in black abaya with burqa. She is the operator of the elevator for disable people to the toilet,where is located downstair.
She was sitting next the door of elevator. I took a pic of her without her permission. When she knew that, she came to me. By the gesture, she said to me to delete the pic, also by saying some words, "Muslims...delete...Allah ta 'ala...". I said I was sorry and then deleted the photo. I guessed, she smiled under her burqa. I could see it from her eyes. She asked me where I come from and she introduced herself. Suri, that's her name. Then, after that short introduction, I went away slowly without any words, hehe, as mom and my sister already had come.
Another story after that, when I was still waiting outside Al-Masjid an-Nabawi, I met a woman who was also sitting. I asked, "May I sit next to you?". She shook her head. Then I sat next to her. She couldn't speak English. She took a glass of Zam Zam water for me and she gave me a biscuit. I feel so happy because of her kindness.
Another story after that, when I was still waiting outside Al-Masjid an-Nabawi, I met a woman who was also sitting. I asked, "May I sit next to you?". She shook her head. Then I sat next to her. She couldn't speak English. She took a glass of Zam Zam water for me and she gave me a biscuit. I feel so happy because of her kindness.
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