Prison of Love

Picking the Patient Seed

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The wedding date has been set. It's exactly a month from today. In accordance with the words of Hengky before returning home, we do not need to bother preparing anything because everything has been handled by him.

About my desire to wear a wedding dress, Hengky granted it. He agreed that later after officially getting married in KUA, we immediately went to a place that was arranged with his flagship photographer with our parents.

About tarub, decoration, catering, we don't need it all. Yes, this is the positive side of marriage that only happens in KUA.

Hearing Hengky's sentence detailing where the money would be spent in exchange for the wedding made Abah and Mother unable to resist. Who can refuse Umrah plus tickets and also be given more money to shop?

To my brothers, though I am not sure Uncle Kasim accepts it, others gladly accept it. Eating food for free for seven times with no limit the maximum order amount is a pretty tempting offer than just eating a dish once a day.

And one more thing, Hengky did not receive any envelopes or gifts for our wedding later. So my brothers thought, “Hey, nothing to lose for us!”

As for the small party that Hengky meant was just an ordinary garden party in the backyard of the house he had just bought. Until now I was a little curious about how the house whose ownership papers I just signed last afternoon.

Hengky gave a lot of shock therapy. Starting from an unexpected proposal and then the discussion of the language as if he and I had agreed on many things. I also heard it for the first time.

But it's true, most of his ideas are nothing against me. As usual, he was already very good at guessing the contents of my head.

Hengky also said, the house he bought for me was not as a dowry later. He prepared a special dowry that he didn't want to tell me right now.

Am I curious about dowry? The answer is no. I don't care what dowry he will give as long as marrying him alone makes me happy.

In the middle of our conversation last afternoon, he asked me a question,

“Do you agree that we should equate our mindset in educating children later?”

Without thinking long I immediately replied, “Of course. Education starts now. From whom the couple we choose, it is already the first education for the child later.”

“What do you think if you have worked hard to educate children and later our children can not meet our expectations? Is it natural that we want our child to be exactly what we want?”

I looked into Hengky's eyes, making sure that he was serious about his question.  Seeing him who nodded slowly with a smile as if flowing courage into me, he said,

“If we have children later. The first thing we must realize is that the child is a deposit from God as a form of our devotion to Him. We must understand very well that whatever we give, the sweat we shed, the tears that flow for him, all worthless worship,”

“Then is bringing up services a mistake? With full confidence I say ‘ya!’. Because if we bring back all the services and good that we have done for children, besides it is very hurtful to heart also abort the reward that we have worked hard to collect. Yet we realize that any good, no matter how small, is worth a reward. Our job as parents is to do the best we can, the rest let God's scenario run its course in managing their lives. Can't our children choose to be born from our womb? Now that the choice is in our hands as parents, can we accept the trust that God has given us well?”

“Remember a hadith that says, ‘There are three classes of men who will not be spoken to by God on the Day of Resurrection, they will not be heeded and will not be cleansed of their sins, and they will receive a painful punishment. Then I (Abu Dharr) asked; who is the Messenger of Allah? Those are among the wretched and the losers. The Prophet said, The one who lengthens his clothes beyond his ankles, the one who brings up his good deeds, and the one who passes his merchandise by perjury,’ Hadith Shahih Ibn Majah's history in his sunan 2208 in the book Irwa’ul Ghalil.”

I who from earlier did not dare to look towards Abah and Mother then ventured to look towards them. Smiling at them. My heart rate immediately hunted when I saw Mother walking towards me.

N-no... You're not gonna scold me in front of a lot of people, are you?

My body felt stiff and my pupils widened as my body found Mom holding me tight. Very tight while crying. My eyes immediately felt hot, tears could not be prevented from flowing down the cheeks.

Holding back the sound of crying, Mom whispered something in my ear, “I'm sorry Mom, son. Sorry if all this time I hurt you..”.

I honestly did not expect my words to be an intermediary for Mother's consciousness. Feeling Mom's embrace, hearing her cry, was my biggest weakness.

As I tightened my arms, the corner of my eyes caught Abah turning her face away, hiding tears. Also Papi and Mami who were bowed in and Hengky who was smiling at me. A smile of pride, which as if to say, “You did it! Good job, Naya.”

No, I'm not doing this for myself. I'm doing this for her. What Abah and Mother did to me was certainly incomparable to the wounds that Papi and Mami had inflicted on Hengky's heart.

If my words can't make them realize, Ah, I don't know.

But seeing their heads bowed and Mami's fingers tightly grasping Hengky's hands made my heart a great relief. I'm happy, if Hengky is happy.

After the atmosphere calmed down again, after we had managed to control ourselves again, Abah stood up and walked towards Hengky, where he was,

“Hopefully your efforts for almost six months approaching Abah and Mom are not just a bitch, son. Abah decided to meet you for the past few months without Naya knowing that she only wanted the best for Abah's daughter. Obey your promises, fulfill all your future plans that you have expressed with Abah and Mother. We trust and if it is time for us to hand over our daughter, our hearts will release her with a happy feeling,”

“Hopefully you can make him happy more than us, may you lead him better than us, and may with your marriage later, God will leave the best possible successor in our family history.”

Abah could not help his crying. And I could not help but cry when I saw Hengky standing up and hugging Abah.

Rabbi, Your promise is real.

After difficulties there must be ease if we want to be patient.