The Love of the Widow

Chapter 42. His confession

"My time to get closer and convince you is very short, just two months. So I should make good use of it. I don't want to fail" he said, glancing at me and sipping his drink.

I smiled at his behavior.

After eating we started talking seriously about our relationship.

"Why did you choose me? Do you know my status? my past? Our age is also far away Ge.." I told him.

"No.. It's not me who chose you. But GOD!! " answer.

I'm silent.

"You should know, never once thought of by me before. I dreamed of you several times before I finally determined to ask Kyai Ma'aruf to kill you" he said again.

"You mean? " let me wonder.

"I've dreamed of you, the day after all of our accidental encounters when I met at the boarding school a few years ago. That time I just arrived in Indonesia a few months.remember?" Ask me.

I nodded remembering it.

"I thought It was just a sleeping flower.Maybe the effect of that fleeting encounter. Then a few months later I again dreamed about you when I finished praying Istikharah asking for the guidance of GOD to be given a future companion immediately. In my dream it was a faint look your face was smiling at me. And I still think it's just a dream. Then I dreamed again of seeing a woman sitting on the edge of the abyss, and I reached her hand. And when I saw the woman in my dream it was you again. Then I began to feel that the dream was GOD's guide to me. And when I realized the next day we met again accidentally in the Great Mosque of An-nur, at that time I drove Kyai Ma'aruf and Umi Nafizah to give a study there. You smile at me. Just like in my dreams. But I didn't have the courage at the time." He said he told me while smiling at me.

I continued to listen while enjoying the sweet mango juice.

"But from then on I found out about you in the end of the Arfah. I told her my dream. He told me everything he knew about you. That was then what finally rounded my resolve. Then I asked Kyai to kill you. Kyai then agreed and carried out my intention two days after our meeting again at my Cake Shop, when I picked up Umi Nafizah's order cake" she told me.

"So you know my past? " many more.

"I also had a one-on-one conversation with Ustad Indra when I visited there a few days ago. And He told me all about my friends and asked me the seriousness of asking for you" he replied again.

"God, I didn't think it was that far his seriousness was on me" I whispered in my heart.

"But Ge.. Our age is too far away. Even I feel more deserving of being called to the appointment than your future wife." I said again.

He smiled and shook his head.

"Don't Prophet Muhammad and his wife Khadijah have a very long age difference? Khadijah was 15 years older than the Prophet. You are only 8 years older than me. Then why should it be disputed? " ask her to me.

"But I am not Khadijah And You are Not Muhammad! "answer again.

"But they are suri tauladan that we should exemplify. I'll try to imitate Muhammad's attitude towards Khadijah if you will give me faith. I want to marry for the purpose of perfecting my worship, not just indulging in lust. And I believe You are the answer to the prayers in my istikharah...!! Okay? " ask me with a million words.

I was so moved to hear his words.

Without feeling my tears dripping.

I immediately wiped it and nodded slowly.

"Alhamdulillah" he smiled.

I smiled back.