NICE TO MEET YOU IN JANNAH
PROLOGUES

AFI POV

Being a woman is a wonderful gift that God has bestowed on me. For the grace of God that He has given me requires me to be Your servant who is obedient to all that You command.

The days of each age erode, make me understand, how precious life is and how valuable time would be if I had been in vain to follow hawanafsu.

In fact, the eternal place and the true place of return is the eternal afterlife village always.

I'm not a good woman, I'm just trying to make myself better than the days I've been through. Although sometimes, God tests me in the form of favors of the world and various obstacles to life as a means of provision to return to the afterlife later.

About how tough and strong I am in dealing with it with patience and sincerity. Because, I'm sure. God will not break His promise.

The opportunity of breath that is still blowing, the heart that is still beating, and the brain that is always open I will optimize my efforts in sincerity.

In the hope of dying in the state of Husnul Khatimah or getting a life companion who will become a priest and lead me to Jannah.

But it turns out that Rabb gave me a priest who never really wanted to have. Gratitude remains in my heart thanks to the priest whom the Lord has given me, but it is hard to find from far away the trough of hearts that I have not been able to accept the destiny which God has blessed.

I am only a servant, and my only duty is to believe in the destiny that God has laid down. That there will be a good time for the effort that will be paid and prayer will be granted.

City of Lampung, Lampung

April 01, 2022

The splashing of rain breaks the silence of the earth Bandar Lampung City. It's the reason how cold it is today. At 03:35 I woke up. Move from the island of Kapok and as soon as possible take ablution water. Directly perform the Prayer of Tahajud and give honor to his Lord of the universe concerning the degrees buried in the heart.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Yes Rabb, Malik, God. There is no substance that I should worship but You, O God."

Lirihku praying.

"I know that all this is a deposit, health, treasure, until the soul that You have given me, O God, will return to You in the appointed time. For truly, my prayer, my worship, my life until my death, I solemnly declare to You, O God. So let me be Your servant who always obeys until the end of the end of the end of life."

Soon, sadness came to my heart. I held back sobs. All-out cut that's stuck in the throat. I really want to cry tonight.

Yesterday's events really made my heart hurt. About a hero of mine who would snap at me in public for the first time, and I'm going to make the last clash of him for me.

"YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE MY SON!"

The impact of a beakbaya male figure is still remembered in the mind.

"DO YOU HOLY SOK!!! FREE TO SCARE SO BUT STILL INSULT THE PARENTS!!! "

The clash continued to be remembered in the mind.

"Free... "

"Free... "

"Free... "

I'm lirih.

My crying is unstoppable anymore. I close my mouth tightly expect this sobbing should not be heard at home.

Withholding the cry, I tried to continue my meritoriousness,

"I knew I was a little girl who had little control over my anger, accept this forgiveness that made my parents so angry with me. I felt that I was despicable, had hurt my father, and I dared not ask for forgiveness in front of my own father. To You I ask forgiveness, O Allah."

I was crying so much. It brings out a really deep taste. Water poured out of my eyes, soaking my cheeks. Why the hell would I hurt the hero who raised me. Who willing to work until late never give up. Who would not buy his interests for the benefit of his son and wife.

Why is that so long as I?! Why?!!

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Metro City, Lampung

February 20th, 2019

My father, my Hero.

You really have a big influence on my life. From the time I was a kid until I was 17 now. From Primary School I was raised by my grandmother, because my father and mother went to Bangka Belitung.

Just stepping on Junior High along with the economic situation that began to improve, my father and mother decided to work in Lampung while taking care of my two sisters.

It was my father who always motivated me about who I really was. Academically clever, about drawing, public speaking, until the spiritual issue I have mastered and continue to dig.

Father is one of the figures that always makes me instill an attitude to always try and never give up, after the mother who makes me of the conscience and mental must be strong and strong in order to defeat the rigors of life.

Dad was willing to sell a car from his hard work just to finance me to study at the school. Still embedded in the memory when the father came to the boarding school just to visit his first daughter.

At that time after the morning prayers were together, I accidentally saw the figure of a middle-aged man sitting in the waiting chair. And I also recognize that figure. The jet black hair, the mature brown skin, with the shaded face is still attached to my memory.

Yep. That's mydad.

"Dad? "

I looked at the figure while observing it. No need to think long, I immediately walked over to the figure I knew as the father.

When it arrived, it was true, it was Dad. Dad looked at me with a bright face and showed me a thin smile. I stood right in front of my father.

"Darit's dad, wait for me here?"

"Yes. I'm waiting for Afi from 2am."

Answer the father with red eyes.

"Why didn't you go bobo? "

my question continues still staring at the face of the wrinkled father.

He smiled and answered,

"It's okay, Afi. Later if bobo's father, Afi gatau if I come here. Because Afi also can't bring HP, so you better wait here. It's okay dad doesn't sleep, the important thing is that you can meet the father's prettiest daughter."

Obviously my father's sweetness followed by his little laugh.

My heart was full of hearing my father's words. His affection was truly given to his son. I frowned, limp, and was moved by my father's attitude towards me.

"Father should have been bobo earlier in a special inn"

"Ngga Afi, Afi gatau later if I come here. What is the father in the future if waiting for Afi bobo in the chair wait this time yes let his Afi know if the father jenguk Afi" interrupted the father.

I breathed for a moment, though,

"I'm gamau Dad wait here. It was cold, and I didn't sleep either. Anyway Afi don't want to!"

I looked away and folded my hands in front of my chest.

"New api dateng loh, the time suddenly welcomed the arrival of the father with such an upset feeling."

"Tau ah." ketusku.

"Afi, don't sulk that dong dong dama. Afi tega ya ngambek same father."

I took off my hand folds earlier.

"The reason why dad try to come here malem-malem, the air is cold gini waiting outside, continue to sleep. "

I looked back into my father's still-red eyes.

"Hehehe's dad abis there's an event in the area near Metro City. So, all of you are here to visit Afi. Dad misses Afi, or maybe Afi ga kangen is the same dad? want my dad to come home? "

"Dad gapeka ihh"

Sela I sniffed while folding both hands back. I scrunched my mouth and threw my face away.

"Hehehe jaudah, I'm coming home. "

My father continued to move from the waiting chair.

I quickly pulled out my father's hand and prevented him from leaving.

"Dad.. " I whined at Dad.

Dad then grinned. And face her body in front of me.

"Dad don't go home, "

I said while looking down.

"Afi kangen very similar dad. Why don't you be so sensitive about Afi. Afi was angry because it was for the good of my father. Afi angry because the father ga bobo and chose to sit outside the room cold kek gini. Afi gamau after the father came home to Afi, even make the father sick, and Afi gamau father sick."

I said frankly to Dad.

Father then smiled sweetly and rubbed my head which was still covered in a clean cloth.

"Dear Iya Afi, my little angel father."

"Dad eaten? "

I immediately interrupted with a question. I looked back at my father.

Dad shook his head.

"Not yet"

"Not yet dad, don't you bring supplies? "

"Gga dong Afi, I originally just wanted to go to a show near here."

"Yaudah, Afi bought food! Mumpung Afi still has a handle. "

I started smiling at my dad.

"How much is the handle? "

he said while releasing his hand from my head.

"Died 10 grand, father. But it was enough to make my father full. I bought it, right? what do you want? after this I want to go straight to the room to take the money, put the prayer equipment and rush to buy the father food in the dormitory cafeteria. "

I am so happy I said it to Dad.

"Dad gamau, dad just went home, Afi. "

after hearing the reply from father earlier, I immediately squeezed back.

"Now that's it, dad. "

"Dad wants to go straight home, then mom nyariin loh kok dad has not come home. Dad wants to ngabarin mom is also a problem with cell phones. Because my father's cell phone battery is up. "

I immediately thought for a second, and the next second I nodded my head slowly.

"Jaudah I'm fine if I want to go straight home. Though Afi wanted to eat with his father early this morning while telling stories about Afi's experience during the boarding school this month. "

"Hehe, yes Afi next time. Later if the father and mother visit, Afi can directly tell a lot to father and mother. Adek-adek will also take me. "

Obviously father.

"And Afi also only has 10 thousand money, right? "

Follow dad with the question.

I nodded too.

"That's Afi just holding the money, for breakfast this morning. God willing, in the afternoon, I will send pocket money to the cottage savings for Afi when you need anything."

I just nodded slowly while slightly bowing my head.

"Don't lemes it dong. Little angel father who is always cheerful mana, why the character so this."

Father's words spread my mind twitching in sadness because I wanted to rush home.

"Smiling dong."

Dad rubbed my head again while smiling sincerely at me. Makes me to return my smile.

"Yes dad. Be careful on the way."

"Yes Afi. Afi take care of herself, so her daughter is a kind father, a good manners, and of course a sholeh woman."

"Dong dong dad, hehehe."

I cried by looking at my father followed by a small laugh.

"Dad go home first, son."

Father extended his right hand to salute his son. I immediately kissed the hand that began to wrinkle it. The hand of the warrior who wishes to make his son happy.

Dad walked away from the point I was standing.

"Calm down, Dad. Nice too meet you in the point of success of your Little Angel."

I looked inwardly, smiling while focusing on the figure of my father walking further and further away from me. It started to drift away from my sight. Until, lost quickly thanks to the walls of other dormitory buildings that block my eyes to look.