Dear Imamku
Relented

Farzan knows, what is my dream? Very simply, I just want one day my son to call you dad

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After eating his food, Adibah fell asleep in Farzan's lap. He was too full after a few days of never feeling the taste of Aqilah's cooking.

Farzan leaned on his pillow, occasionally stroking his wife's hijab. He was still confused, how could the woman come back again after leaving a few years ago. And now she comes with some pretty shocking news, Zahra is pregnant and it's Farzan's son. Ah stupid!! Inner Farzan.

He looked around her with a blank look. When he completely forgets his past, it comes back. Even the umi and her ashes were shocked to hear the news that Zahra brought.

Actually both of Farzan's parents wanted to meet Adibah only they did not so because they had to go to the house of Aqilah first to see the state of Aqilah. Aqilah almost miscarried because it was too stressful. No. Aqilah said she shouldn't be selfish, but now she's endangering her own son.

And Zahra, why did she get pregnant back then? Their relationship was not until a month and they immediately divorced. Farzan forgot whether he had ever done that to Zahra or not, he had already forgotten the thing dealing with the woman.

Why is it that when he loves someone in his life there are always problems to come.

Farzan is the type of person who is difficult to start a further relationship with someone. Just look, he can only love someone after almost ten years.

"Sister Farzan knows, what is my dream? Very simply, I just want one day my son to call you father" Adibah said with her eyes still closed. Some kind of delirious.

Farzan smiled widely until his eyes narrowed slightly. "I promise Dibah," she said who still stroked Adibah's hijab.

It felt Farzan wanted to pinch Adibah's life in agitation. Actually he was not comfortable like this, which man could stand in a position like Farzan now, until Farzan took the path that he thought was very reckless, he kissed Adibah's widow.

One sec.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

... Twenty seconds. Finally Farzan took his lips away from Adibah.

He suddenly remembered Adibah's words. She wants to have a child? Open the hijab in front of me never, how could it have. His mind while chuckling small.

The reflection of sunlight shone from outside Farzan's bedroom window, signifying that he would soon be leaving to share his light with others.

The sound of azan magrib is now back. Farzan tried to wake Adibah from his sleep, in fact he did not have the heart to wake the girl but now calling God is more important than anything now.

"Adibahs. "

There's no answer.

"Gifted. "

Still no answer.

"DADDY! "

He widened his eyes."Brother Farzan call Dibah darling? " said Adibah excited.

Farzan smiled then nodded. "You're not sleeping? No new faces waking up. "

The woman shook her head. "Was asleep. But it was time to wake up..." Adibah hung up the sentence and then got up from his sleep and left Farzan. "Sister Farzan kissed Dibah's body!" he continued after turning towards Farzan while rolling his eyes.

He quickly stepped out of the room before getting a reply from Farzan.

Farzan smiled again because of this girl. "Based on the girl. " What is this, why Farzan still call Adibah with the name of a girl even though they are both married.

What is happier than two people who love each other? What is happier when you get what you want?

And among the signs of His power is that He created for you a life-partner of your own kind so that you might find peace of heart and make His love among you as such a sign his power to those who think.QS. Ar-Ruum 21

It is not that God does not know the crumbling of the heart

It is not that God does not care about the pain in the test.

But God knows we can face it.

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O God, forgive me for never being grateful for the destiny You gave me, I was too hopeful for him who did not even expect me. I know, this is the story you gave me. I'll take that, with everything that lies ahead.

And Brother Farzan? He's tidying up his alphabet in front of me. You know, this is the first time we pray together. It's a very real happiness I've experienced firsthand.

Farzan looked at me with a big smile. I hope I see this every day. "We started praying, right? " he asked what I nodded.

We both started praying. Suddenly my tears just flowed, I was like a dream at this moment. Salad with brother Farzan as if a dream. I always follow Farzan's movements to the last rakaat. We both say the prayer words to God and then indulge in prayer.

After that, Farzan turned around, I grabbed Farzan's right hand and kissed the back of his hand. Not long before Farzan put his lips to me, he kissed her gently and whispered something there.

He looked at me with a smile, then wiped the remaining tears on my face. " Don't you ever win again, you can make me cursed by thousands of angels just for making you cry?" he said then dipped my jidat short.

"Sister Farzan, if one day, there is a problem between us, Dibah hope no words come out of the mouth of Brother Farzan or mulu Dibah directly. Was not strong far from Farzan. Kak Farzan knows what is unique about dusk? " tanyaku.

He was silent probably thinking of the answer to my question earlier. "Maybe because it has a beautiful color. "

I'm shaking. "Not that. What is unique about the twilight, always there at the same time although sometimes not everyone expects the little light, he always shows the beauty of the light even though he sees only a little. And Dibah wants Farzan like dusk, who goes to share happiness with others and does not forget to come back again. "

"In shaa Allah, Adibah" he said with a faint smile. "

"Sister Farzan knows, the national exam is in a week, pray Dibah to pass the exam with a satisfactory score," I said while hugging Farzan's body.

"Geez, I'm hungry. Hugs later, yes, we cook first. "

I took my arms off Brother Farzan. "The goodwill of Farzan, let kak Farzan kakasa accustomed to Dibah cuisine. If today is not good, Brother Farzan can correct it so that Dibah learn better. "

The smile on Farzan's lips widened. He pulled my pee, squashed. "This is my wife." God, I hope my cheeks aren't blushing right now. He called me wife? Ah, I can't describe my happiness now.

"Yaudah kak Farzan shower used to be changed ready clothes for kak Farzan wear continue to be cooked deh. Let's be real husband and wife." I smile.

"What's? Real husband wife? Are we legally being turned? " sanyanya. I shut my mouth tight. Misspeaking this again. He smiled back. "Judah I take a shower first well," he said, peeping at my forehead. "Ana uhibbuka please, Adibah. " He got up from his seat and left me there.

Thank you God for showing me true happiness, I do not know how happy I am right now, how precious my moment with Farzan is, how much he means to my life right now.

I cleaned up all the prayer equipment and then chose the clothes that will be worn by Brother Farzan, after finding clothes that I think are good, I put on the bed.

And now I have to cook for Brother Farzan. Oh God, give me a miracle right now so I can cook straight away. Now it's time to ask for help to aunty google for cooking, I chose fried chicken, coincidentally the way and tools are fairly not difficult.

I put the phone in front of me to see the cooking tutorial video until my cooking so, well God, why the need to be scorched? When cooking earlier, my hand had to be splashed with oil, but not bad it was just red, painful but not too painful.

I put the chicken on the plate and then serve it to Brother Farzan. He looked at me with a smile that might never fade.

"Sorry the fried chicken is charred, "I said with a frown.

"It's delicious, Adibah, I swear. "the chirps are light while pinching my cheek.

I smile. Can I conclude now that Farzan is a romantic type of man?

"Thank you brother. "

"You don't eat? " sanyanya.

I took the plate and then took the food for me. Wait, is this what you say is good? It doesn't taste good to swear, but why does Brother Farzan like it? Is he really a lover of bad cooking? Might as well.

Until our food is finished. I cleaned up everything on the dining table and went out with Brother Farzan, he had taken me out to see the situation around this apartment.

"Where are we going, brother? " me ask when I'm in the living room.

"To the city square of Parepare and see how sturdy the statue of Habibie Ainun is there. " Boyang Farzan held my hand. "Come," asked him who I replied with a nod.

"Sister Farzan, why are we going to the square? "

"Blessed wife doesn't sin, does she? " sanyanya.

I'm shaking. "But if you've bought fried rice?"

Farzan nodded then stepped out of the apartment. You know, this is the first time I've been out alone with Brother Farzan, and the first time Brother Farzan has held my hand. One word that describes my feelings now, which is 'HAPPY, even very HAPPY.'

When we got to the car. Farzan was always silent. I know what he's thinking, maybe Zahra. If I could choose, I wanted to be like Zahra and would never let go of Farzan like Zahra did.

As Farzan did, I always kept quiet the difference was that I always did what my father taught me. To my father, I wanted to say one thing that I might never say directly to my father, 'I love my father, I thank God for making me born into a family like my father, thank you Dad. '

To be honest, I don't like this kind of situation. Everything seems to go back to how it used to be, back awkward, not as formal as it used to be. I looked at Brother Farzan who was focused on driving, looking at his face very flat.

I cleared my throat to melt the atmosphere like this. I'm not sangupppppp!

"What's wrong? "

"What's wrong with Farzan? "

"I'm fine" he said, glancing at me.

"Sister Farzan knows. Farzan is a very good liar. The proof is that Farzan is very good at lying that Farzan is fine."

Brother Farzan looked at me. "meaning? " he said then focus forward again.

"Sister Farzan has a problem again, right? " tanyaku to the point. She shook her head. "Why does Farzan keep quiet? "

"I don't like to talk much when I drive, there's still plenty of time for us if we get to the square. "

I'm silent. Maybe I'm soudson with Farzan now. Shouldn't there be trust in every relationship? Why didn't I do it? You can definitely Adibah.

Suddenly in silence, I remembered her my first love. Somehow when I met him, I could not draw the conclusion that it had not happened directly with me.

"Adibah, "call Brother Farzan.

"Why?"

"You know, what's beautiful about this life? We can dream of being betrothed to the one we love secretly without him knowing. What is the most surprising part of life? That is, when we dream with the one we love, God unites us with another figure. Indeed, sometimes we dream of a good figure to be a priest but God sends a very good figure for us. Remember, God will not take anything away from you without the intention of replacing it with something much better" he said, occasionally looking at me.

I'm silent. Can he read my mind? What does our inner bond think is strong? How can we know some of these days. Or is he just touching me? Ah, I don't know what this is!

After arriving, Brother Farzan parked his car in front of a building that supports the height. I got out of the car after Farzan opened the door for me. Our gazes met each other, as if there was a romantic song playing suddenly.

"Why? " I swear I was stared at like that.

He pulled my hand so I could get out of the car, and not answer my question. It sucks, let alone that smile of hers, O God, underestimates her once!

After arriving in front of the statue BJ. Habibie and Ainun. We were both sitting next to the shower there. Silence enveloped us. This is what I miss about Brother Farzan, he's always awkward.

I looked around so crowded, coupled with a doraemon doll that passed by in front of Habibie and Ainun served one by one of his fans who asked for photos.

Everything was so different when I came here with my dad. Usually he always entertains me, talking about the history of the love story of two statues that stand firmly in my arms. I dreamt of choosing a minimal man like Habibie, and a maximum like the Prophet, although I know there is no man like the Prophet. But it is true that the nature of a person is different.

"Tell me what you did here with your father? " tanya asked while noting me.

"Tells the story of Habibie and Ainun, buying fried rice. " In fact, if you buy fried rice, you never buy it, I've forgotten why.

"What is the most romantic of their stories? " ask Brother Farzan, start walking in the field. And most romantically he held my hand.

"All their stories, from the beginning to the present. Mr. Habibie still loves Ainun's mother very much even though Ainun's mother is no longer in the world. And Mr. Habibie once said, Although the body has been separated by death, true love will still be stored eternally in the recesses of the heart" I said with a smile on the cover.

"Initially Habibe never had the slightest feeling for Ainun." The words I answered smiled.

Suddenly my eyes caught a kind of car on wheels, which read 'Parecare cares.' When I was with my dad, I never got on that ride, because dad couldn't because of his illness.



"You why? " ask Brother Farzan when my steps stop.

"You ride that. " I pointed towards the car.

Brother Farzan followed the direction my index finger stopped. "You can swing that car around this field? " ask Brother Farzan as if unsure of my body.

"Ih! Brother Farzan, Adibah's weight is forty! " saying.

"Well, it's heavy, too" he said. He pulled my hand suddenly. Then walk to that car. "Mas, how many times around?"

"twenty-five thousand, deck. "

"Yaudah, one turn first well bang. This is my wife is very strange, in the love of real cars even want a car like this, "he said chuckling.

"Well, deck. The woman was like this, she wanted to be spoiled. He is too childish to be with loved ones. My wife is like that too if it's me, she's unfortunately the same as me."

Please, if there's a question and answer session right now. I want to ask the question, now why are they even venting? When do we get in the car? When to go around the field? When are the two the same brother Farzan, eddd!

I looked at them both in turn. Are men rarely sensitive?

"Sister Farzan, from earlier this car look towards Adibah continues, maybe he said Adibah when to ride it. "my stop.

Farzan chuckled while holding my hand towards the car in front of me. It sucks!

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"You know, what's beautiful about this life? We can dream of being betrothed to the one we love secretly without him knowing. What is the most surprising part of life? That is, when we dream with the one we love, God unites us with another figure. Indeed, sometimes we dream of a good figure to be a priest but God sends a very good figure for us. Remember, God will not take anything from you without the intention of replacing it with something much better"