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I Went to HELL

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In 2008, I was shocked by a dream that had changed my perspective on what ‘pleasure’ could means in the afterlife.

When I was carried away by the earthly pleasure, I was shocked by the warning received, God showed me my downfall.
In a year 2008, I had a dream, been taken to Hell. I was travelling in a bus in a foreign city. The city looked majestic with many tall buildings.

Travelled on a bus crossing a long bridge overlooking the sea, I saw the blue sea, the sunny and all shapes of buildings on the other side of the city.
Suddenly, the buildings collapsed one by one. It was like an earthquake that was happening so fast, so quickly and all shattered to the ground.
I saw the bridge we were crossing started to get the impact. The bus plunged into the sea. We were going slowly to the bottom of the sea with all passengers. Trapped in the bus.

It was an unimaginably chaos!
Then I saw some hands, like a shadow hand of a rescuer surfaced from the water. I stretched my hand out to him. I was saved.

O God Al Mighty! I survived the tragic accident.
I was taken to a shelter home for the night stay. It was a big mansion.

Upon entering the house, I saw many women there. Apparently, the mansion is a Brothel house!

How can I be sent to this place to overnight stay?
As I entered the house, the main counter has a long queue of men, sitting on a long bench, awaiting for their turn.
They looked horrible, sticking out their tongues as they looked at me, as though as they never seen a women.
They were messy and unmanageable.
I kept walking through to the room. I saw on the left, many woman, crouched on the floor to sleep. All NAKED facing up to ceiling fan, like trying to dry up liquid discharged coming out of their genitals.
I felt nauseous.

I had to go through these rooms to the back. My feet staggered so not to step on the woman sleeping there.
At the back room, several wooden benches like bed without mattresses and pillows. Those women sleep with their legs opened and their foot were chained and shackled to a wooden ‘pasung’ (like a pillar) where their legs cannot be moved. Only sarong cover their bodies.
I saw a container near their foot for men to place money.

Masya Allah. It was unbelievable!
I felt for repentance the moment I saw this event. Very humiliating!

They had a nice enchanting smell of perfume of this world, but their body stinks and smelled rotten in hell.

Never thought about the chastisement of hell for woman in prostitution.
It was the same modus operandi as in the world. They had a nice enchanting smell of perfume of this world, but their body stinks and smelled rotten in hell.

Their genitals parts had this yellowish discharged and looked disgusting in hell.
Apparently, the wicked man enjoyed their disgusting meal, they seemed to love the rotten. Looked at their face expression!

I woke up from a long sleep.
Still felt the shame. Nauzubillah. I seek shelter from Allah.
Why was me at the brothel?

Thinking about the meaning of seeing my prayers were drowned and collapsed.
God had showed the most valuable lesson, a reverse torment for pleasure in this world, will be misery in the afterlife.
I saw my downfall.

O God, please forgive me and my wrongdoings in this world. I had fell and failed. Please raise me up with my prayers and please re-mould me so I could be noble again.

I have seen Your hell and I fear Your torment.

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