Anissa's Promise

Question

One week passed, Anisa was daydreaming sitting on the edge of her bed. He kept thinking about what would happen if his father refused Ibra.

"Today, Ibra and I went to see Dad. I hope Ibra can convince Dad

to accept him as a future daughter-in-law. Amiins"

Elina opened the door of her room.

" Is Nis you ready?" ask Elina.

" I'll be down soon" Anisa replied.

Elina also nodded.

" I'm waiting downstairs"

Not long after Anisa went downstairs, Anisa and Elina sat on the sofa, waiting for Ibra and Erika to come.

" Asalamualaikum"

Erika came with Zahira.

" Greetings waalaikum"

Anisa and Elina were silent to see Zahira coming with Erika.

" Ka Nisa, I can come with ya, plisss" whined Zahira.

" He wants to come" Erika grumbled.

" You've permission yet?" ask Elina.

" Already, I have permission on Rashid's ka to come with you" replied Zahira.

" You're not the same permission as ustad Riziq?"

" Don't talk about the flocked one, if I had his permission, it's clear he wouldn't have allowed it" Zahira said.

" But he'll be angry"

" It's my business" Zahira said.

Everyone seems to be ready and willing. They left the boutique and waited for Ibra in a car parked in front of the boutique. Ibra was standing on the side of the road to cross.

" That's the ustad thug" pointed at Elina.

Anisa is smiling too. He saw Ibra wearing black material pants and short-sleeved cocoa clothes in milk chocolate, not to forget also the scope.

" Hadeuuuh the Ibra, why look like that, when you wear a suit, he will meet the future in-laws" said Elina.

" Ibra is an ustad, not a director" Anisa grumbled. Elina immediately giggled.

" I forgot that the retired thug had become an oustad" said Elina.

Ibra crossed the road and approached them.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Elina moved from the steering wheel to the back, sitting with Zahira and Erika. Now it is He who drives the car.

Anisa also looked at Ibra who was now next to her.

" Why are you looking at me like that?" ask Ibra.

" Have you convinced your heart?" ask Anisa. Ibra also nodded.

" God willing"

Anisa really put her hopes on the man next to her.

" Before leaving, let's pray first that we are given safety on our journey" said Elina.

" Let me lead the do'a" said Zahira.

Everybody nods.

"Bismilahhirahmanirahim, bismika allahuma ahya wabismika amut, amiin"

" Eh little girl, we are going to Jakarta instead of going to sleep" grumbled Elina. Zahira smiled shyly.

" It's wrong" said Zahira. Erika had already patted her own eel.

" Ira's brain really should be in serfis" inner Erika.

After Erika led the do'a, the car drove at medium speed.

"You're not going to give up, are you, with whatever your father decides?" ask Anisa. Ibra also nodded.

The journey, which almost took almost 3 hours, put Erika and Zahira to sleep.

Arriving in Jakarta. Elina awakens Erika and Zahira.

" Erika, Ira is awake, we have arrived in Jakarta" Elina said. They also woke up immediately.

" Waah we have reached Jakarta?, Kereeeen" said Zahira while looking out.

" Is this your first time coming to Jakarta?" ask Erika.

" Actually I used to go to Jakarta with a group of pesantren. We all go to the zoo. But at that time there was a little incident" Zahira said.

" What incident?" ask Erika.

" I was lost, uh actually not lost just sleeping in the car, and everyone was busy looking for me"

" But this time you don't do anything" Elina asked.

" okay"

Arriving at the police station. Erika, Elina and Zahira get out of the car.

" Waaaah, the police office is kereeen, very big, bigger than Riziq's house" Zahira said as her eyes went around looking at the office.

" Why?, do you want to stay here?" ask Erika.

" Surely yes, but darling, the flocking won't let me"

Anisa just kept quiet while bowing her head in the car. Ibra looked at him.

" Why Nis?" ask Ibra.

" I'm scared"

Ibra was smiling.

" God willing I will fight for you" Ibra said until Anisa smiled.

" Bismilah, may your father grant our intention"

Anisa also nodded.

Anisa and Ibra got out of the car.

" You come in, we'll wait outside" Elina said. Anisa nodded and immediately stepped in with Ibra.

" Bismilahirahmanirrahim"

Zahira walks to catch up with Anisa, but Erika pulls her hand.

" Where are you going Ira?" ask Erika.

" I want to come in, I want to look inside"

" You're not like that, you want to be shot by my father" Erika said.

" If your father shoots me, just answer I love you to. Easy" replied Zahira.

" I have been in high blood for a long time" Erika grumbled.

" Ira, you just wait here, you'll disturb them" Elina said.

Nor would he want Zahira to obey and wait outside.

Tok to tok.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum, come in"

Before entering, Anisa looked at Ibra. Ibra smiled at him, and they entered Akbar's room.

" father"

Akbar stared at their arrival.

" Sit down" said Mr. Akbar.

Before they sit down, they shake hands first. The atmosphere was silent in the room. Ibra just kept quiet while bowing her head before Akbar started the conversation. Akbar looked at Ibra. Anisa had already grabbed the tip of her veil.

" What's your reason for choosing my daughter to be your future wife?" ask Mr. Akbar arrived. Ibra immediately looked at Mr. Akbar and then took turns staring at Anisa.

" I chose it because Anisa is worthy to choose, Anisa besides well she is also righteous" replied Ibra.

" Is there another reason?" ask Mr. Akbar.

" Anisa is one of my reasons for changing. She is a special woman whom God introduced to me" replied Ibra again.

" Tell me, what is the reason I should accept you as a potential daughter-in-law?" ask Mr. Akbar. Ibra was silent.

" I have no reason whatsoever sir, I just want to be a priest to Anisa, guiding her and making her walk together to be closer to God. There was no intention of me to play him, let alone hurt him" Ibra said.

" What is your excuse, you can convince me to choose you to be a daughter-in-law?"

" One doesn't have to choose just for a reason"

" Then, what are you going to do to make me trust you when you've changed" asked Mr. Akbar.

" I won't do anything, won't show off the change, just Anisa and God know"

Akbar looked at Ibra.

" If you love Anisa, then what would you ask God for my daughter"

Ibra looked at Anisa.

" I will ask God for Anisa, let her be kept away from 3 things. Disbelief, narrowness and turmoil.

3 Things are guarded.

Himself, his family and his religion.

And happy with 3 things.

The breadth of fortune, the joy of gratitude and longevity.

And away from 3 things.

Fucking hell, spiteful eyes and embers of hatred.

Assisted on 3 things.

Remember him, thank him and worship him."

Anisa's eyes are glassy.

" Now I ask, how much do you earn per month?" ask Mr. Akbar.

" Dad" said Anisa with a slight increase in her voice level. Anisa did not expect that her father would ask her like that. Ibra can only duck.

" Dad just asked how much he earns, isn't that wrong?, I just want what's best for you Nis"

Anisa just kept quiet, there was a dislike for her father's question.

" I am not a rich person who has a lot of wealth, my income is not much. But God willing I will try to make your daughter happy.

If you are looking for a daughter-in-law who wants to try to make your daughter happy, love her, guide her and bring her closer to God, God willing, I take 1000 steps forward. But if you want a daughter-in-law who has a treasure, sorry I don't have one. Not all happiness can be bought with money" Ibra said. Anisa had already wiped away her tears.a feeling of fear and uneasiness was afflicting her.

" I asked again, how sure are you to my daughter?"

Ibra looked at Akbar.

" I am sure of the Creator. I intend to marry her not out of lust and love, but I am sure with her heaven is getting closer"

" If one day you hurt my daughter, what should I do as her father?" ask Mr. Akbar.

" You can judge me as you want. But for that, I will try not to hurt Anisa"

Mr. Akbar also looked at Anisa who was now looking down.

" Nis, are you sure about the man next to you?" ask Mr. Akbar.

Anisa looked up at her own father.

" I am very sure, well, that Ibra was the man God sent to be my priest"

" Is that sure?"

Anisa nodded for sure.

Akbar looked back at Ibra.

" When are you going to marry my daughter?" ask Mr. Akbar. Anisa and Ibra were surprised to hear the question of the middle-aged man before her.

" What do you mean by father's question?" ask Anisa.

" Dad asked when would Ibrahim marry you?" said Mr. Akbar back. Anisa smiled and looked at Ibra for an answer.

" Now" replied Ibra.