STEADFASTNESS OF LOVE
The dreamt...

"Annisa Maulida Zahro!" greeting Fathan kindly, Annisa turned her head. Fathan was sitting not far from him. Annisa sits on the terrace of the mosque. It just so happened that Annisa and Fathan were on the road when magrib arrived. Therefore they decided to stop just praying magrib. By a good coincidence, Fathan and Annisa meet. At first Fathan hesitates to say hello to Annisa. He was afraid of misrecognizing people. Apparently his guess was not wrong. The veiled woman he saw, was actually Annisa Maulida Zahro. The veiled doctor who interrupted her night. The woman who has been teasing her mind since their first meeting at the airport.

"Fathan, what a coincidence that we met here. At first I wanted to meet you. I have something to say!" annisa said softly, Fathan nodded in understanding. With a flowery heart, Fathan confirmed the words of Annisa. She was so happy to hear that Annisa wanted to see him. Annisa stands from the terrace of the mosque. He's walking towards his car. Uncommanded Fathan follows Annisa's steps. Fathan doesn't think Annisa wants to talk to him alone.

"We better talk in the front stall of the mosque. While we wait for the time. Let's just leave the car here!" annisa said softly, turning to Fathan who walked beside her. The two walked outside the mosque. Annisa chose to sit in a small shop. Annisa doesn't seem awkward being in a small stall.

A small shop located right in front of the mosque. There are only drinks and some types of fried foods on the table. Anna sat down at one of the tables. A middle-aged woman came out about to offer a drink. Fathan kept watching Annisa. A sense of wonder enveloped Fathan's heart and mind. The great doctor in the class of Annisa chose to sit in a small stall. There was no visible feeling of unease or disgust. Annisa seemed to have gotten used to small stalls like this. Not cafes where young people gather. Moreover, Annisa's life while abroad. It would be very far from this simplicity.

The owner of the shop came and offered him a drink. Annisa immediately ordered a glass of tea and coffee. Fathan was silent, he had never sat in a small stall like this. Fathan is very awkward, unlike Annisa who is used to it. Fathan was amazed at the humble figure of Annisa. He can put himself, where is he? What simplicity Hana as if attached in Annisa. Fathan is increasingly fascinated by the sanctity of Annisa's heart.

"Simple, full of softness. I see my mom in you. The light of faith that you always instilled in me. The obvious truth in my eyes. The principles of life that are in your every step. The person I have always dreamed of in every dream. Not a woman who is full of treasure, but a woman who values property as a deposit. It is not the woman with the beauty of the face, but the beauty of the heart that values others. Not a woman who drifts in the development of the times, but the times that follow her. Annisa Maulida Zahro, everything in you amazes me. The faith that emanated was real, opening both my eyes. You are the only thing I miss. The simplicity of your life teaches me the true meaning of life. It dawned on me, that I was living with matchless pleasure. Luxury is nothing but a meaningless deposit for you. The softness of your attitude appreciates older people. Makes me believe you can be the daughter of my parents. The princess who will look after them like your own parents. I'm not a perfect man, but I'm sure being with you will make me perfect. My weak faith, will be strong as I know the faith you hold firm. I don't need your beauty. It is only the beauty of your heart that I have always longed for. Shall I be the priest of your hereafter? Will you be the owner of my ribs? The life support I've been missing all this time!" fathan looked at Annisa. It looks like Annisa took something out of her bag.

"Fathan, I want to give you this. Hospital files. I've already finished everything. There's nothing else you should worry about. I can't help you anymore!" annisa said softly, Fathan frowned not understanding. With a puzzled look, Fathan received the file that Annisa had given him. He did not understand what Annisa said. Annisa's words seemed to hint at a farewell.

"Why can't you help me? You will leave!" fathan said softly, Annisa nodded without hesitation. Fathan's two eyeballs are perfectly rounded. As if his world was collapsing, Fathan could not believe that Annisa's answer had broken his heart. Instantly Fathan looked down. He is no longer able to speak. His voice disappeared without a trace. There was pain in his chest, his hopes with Annisa were shattered. Fathan could no longer stand supporting his body.

"Tomorrow the night I'll be back. My business in this town is done. Papa's condition has improved. There's a doctor Faiq looking after him anyway. So I don't have to worry about papa's health. There are great doctors looking after him!" annisa said, fathan looked down lethargic. Annisa gives hope, then destroys it. The smile that was seen on his face. It was as if he was sowing salt on his heart. Fathan can't say anything anymore? It's all over without being able to be solved. Long Fathan was silent, he tried to ventured to ask Annisa. Fathan wants to say all his heart. Fathan mustered all his courage. He will try to persuade Annisa to stay.

"Can't you stay. At least if not for Naufal's sake. Stay for mama or some other reason!" fathan said softly, Annisa shook his head weakly. Fathan's getting hurt. When Annisa nodded, Fathan hoped Annisa shook her head. But as Annisa shook her head, Fathan hoped to see Annisa nod. Fathan was devastated and very messed up. He heard Annisa say goodbye. A word that Fathan never wanted to hear.

There was a murrotal sound of the mosque, indicating the time isya soon coming. Annisa invites Fathan back into the mosque. After paying for the drink, Annisa walks towards the mosque. Fathan followed Annisa's steps weakly. He can no longer stand up straight. But in his heart Fathan promised to try until the last second.

"Wait, if there's a man who's insulting you. Someone who wants to make you a mother of his afterlife. Will you live and live in this city!" said Fathan, Annisa turned his head while smiling. A smile that might disappear with Annisa's departure. Fathan saw the light of love that was beginning to dim. But Fathan glimpsed hope from Annisa's smile.

"I'll stay, when my hand has found its hold. There's no reason I'm leaving. If my priest wanted me to stay. Who is the priest of my hereafter? He was the best and chosen man for me. Not a priest and a throne. I need a priest who can give me the most expensive dowry in the world. The dowry of faith and Islam will lead me to His jannah!" annisa said softly, Fathan smiled. He walked quickly to Annisa. Then firmly whispered to Annisa. Fathan said with great confidence and trust. That he was able to become the priest Annisa had hoped for.

"Tonight I will tell the world you are the mother I dreamed of. My hand will hold your hand. Come with me home, mama will ask you directly. I'll make sure only to you that my heart is anchored. I will make faith and Islam our marriage dowry!" fathan whispered softly, Annisa shook her head. As if I could not believe Fathan's words. Annisa was silent at the sound of azan isya. Fathan looked at Annisa fixedly. Someone who does not believe in the seriousness of his heart. The woman he dreamed of doubted the sincerity of his heart. But Fathan was not discouraged. He was sure Annisa would believe in her sincerity one day.

"Muhammad Fathan Alfarisqi, everything in this world is uncertain. Never promise something you can't keep. Always instill in your heart, all that is sure is His. It is not ours, for we walk by His decree and certainty. Only the voice of Azaan will call the servant of faith. Without getting tired and feeling lost. I believe in your words. But I will not believe. So there will be no demands in your promise. We're going to meet Mama Hana. If we were a match, I would have come to this mosque with the status of being your wife!" annisa said softly, Fathan was silent in silence. Everything Annisa said made her body tremble, as if something was awkward. Annisa felt a strange sigh in her heart. He did not believe Fathan's words. But in his heart he hoped. Fathan was the one who became his priest.

"Mama, definitely agree to my request!" sahut Fathan loudly, instead Annisa shook his head weakly. It was as if she felt like she was not the daughter-in-law Hana wanted to be.

"Mama Hana knows what's best for her son. Who did he choose for you? Accept it, rest assured that the ridho is Allah SWT. Don't ever hate her, if I'm not the mum she chose for you!" annisa said, she walked towards the mosque. Fathan was silent, there was fear for a moment after hearing Annisa's words.

"Mama, could it be that what Annisa said was true. My mom will be the one who hurt me the most. Can I refuse your request, if not Annisa the soul mate you chose for me. Can I hurt your heart. Breaking a promise I said before. Mama, I chose Annisa because she reminds me of you. The kindness and simplicity of life he had. Reminds me of your love. But for mama's sake, I was able to bury it in this sense. Only my mother, the woman will always be in my steps. Your hand that I will always hold tightly. Until mom took my hand off to my mother!" inner Fathan.