AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 8

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The departure of Baihaqi and Nadya by using a motorbike did not escape the sight of Aisyah who helped deliver until the front porch of the house. Maybe this is how it feels if you have children, will be busy with asking for something when the papa comes after work. And that's natural and very happy.

But... Baihaqi has returned. What is it?... Ayesha murmured in her heart.

A few hours ago....

When Baihaqi was in his study. A young woman came to see him. The woman knocked on the door of Baihaqi's room without greeting.

tokk....

"Waalaikum..... Just go in, not in the key." said Baihaqi slowly from inside his room.

The woman also entered the lecturer's office owned by Baihaqi. His footsteps seemed to be in a hurry, and immediately sat down before being invited.

Baihaqi raised his head and looked at this woman and let her sit down. But the woman was already sitting in front of him. Baihaqi observed this woman, as if she had seen but where?....

"Assynoltom... You're Mr. Baihaqi...?" ask the young lady. Her clothes were a little polite but without a head covering. This is an Open University so it does not require wearing a hijab.

"Valayevansalam ... You, my student?" baihaqi asked softly to the young lady.

"Include my name, Nastiti Anggraeni. Just call me Anggie. I am not a Muslim, but I have learned a lot about Islam. Can you help me learn Islam?" said the woman slowly.

"What do you believe about Islam, Anggie? What have you learned about Islam?" ask Baihaqi slowly. His gaze was straight ahead towards the entrance.

"I am sure because Allah SWT is good. I'd like to know you well to guide me Mr. Baihaqi." said Anggie softly. His eyes were as shady as asking for help.

Anggie is the son of a Christian couple. His mother was named Mary, while his father was named Paul. Anggie's life changed after his father divorced his mother and remarried another, more wealthy woman, her name was Margaretha. Anggie and Maria live alone, her mother is busy making a living, working at an insurance company that requires her gentle every night to meet clients who will be her customers. The time is up, so it is rare to take care of Anggie with love and affection. Only money and materials are given but not with religious education, ethics and love.

Baihaqi grew compassionate and began to wonder what Anggie was saying.

"I want you to read Surat Al-Fatiha, if you have studied Islam. Then as an assignment, memorize Surat Al Mulk, read it one week ahead. Please come to this room." said Baihaqi steadily.

"Alright Mr. Baihaqi, I will read Al Fatihah's letter without reading, because I have memorized it well" Anggie said politely.

Anggie also began to say Surat Al Fatihah, one by one the verses are chanted very well and very fast. Anggie had memorized it well. Very smooth and there is no mistake in the pronunciation.

Baihaqi just fell silent and listened well, when there was a mistake then be ready to correct it.

"I am a student at the end of the seventh semester Mr. Baihaqi. Since entering this school, I have admired you. That's why I learned Islam to get closer to you" Anggie said innocently without any awkwardness.

"Your speech is really good. Nothing is wrong and perfect. Next week send me the memorization I ask for." said Baihaqi slowly.

Baihaqi is a kind, friendly and humble lecturer. Many students are fooled by the baby face Baihaqi who thinks as a young lecturer who is single. He is over thirty years old.

"May I ask for your mobile number, Mr Baihaqi?" anggie said softly as he looked towards Baihaqi.

"Sorry Anggie. On campus, please come to my room. Because I'm also married, so the phone is my privacy" Baihaqi said.

Anggie just nodded. In his heart, he was not afraid to find out where the house of Baihaqi, a handsome and good lecturer who was adored by many students in his campus.

"Alright Mr. Baihaqi. One more week I will deposit the memorization of Surat Al Mulk. Excuse me Mr. Baihaqi." said Anggie politely. With a hasty step also Anggie immediately went outside from Baihaqi's room and ran small to immediately go home.

Baihaqi simply stared blankly at the door of the room that had not been closed. His heart saw a sadness on the face of Anggie's protege on campus.

"Assynoltom... Mr. Baihaqi, for the survey to Kudus, let the children of the committee take care of it. We just need to know it's in order for next week's event" said Haikal, a fellow lecturer.

"Waalaikumsalam. entered first Mr. Haikal just sat down and then talked. All right if the committee wants it that way. I wait for the report tomorrow." said Baihaqi steadily.

"So Anggie, right? student cumlaude." said Haikal slowly.

"Yes. I just got to know him, asked to be taught to know Islam. You know Mr Haikal?" ask Baihaqi slowly.

"No Mr. Baihaqi. She is only famous as the smartest and most beautiful student on this campus" Haikal explained.

"Wow... You so enthusiastic? Looks like there's a taste?" baihaqi said.

"No Mr. Baihaqi, I already have a fiancee and will get married soon" Haikal said slowly.

"Before the yellow janur curved Mr. Haikal" said Baihaqi chuckled.

"Loyalty and honesty are my main capital for building a household. Anggie is just a man admiring a beautiful woman, nothing more. Actually every man must want a wife Sholehah like Bu Aisyah, right?" haikal said slowly.

"Hemmm is right Haikal. Then my teaching job is done. I'll go home and rest." Baihaqi said softly to Haikal.

"Okay sir, excuse me. Assalamualaikum." said Haikal slowly. Then stood up and left Baihaqi's room.

"Waalaikumsalam.yeah Haikal." said Baihaqi slowly and cleared his desk to go home soon.

Anggie also ran down the sidewalk to get to his house which is close to the campus.

Anggie turned the key and opened the door and re-locked it. He immediately ran to his room and cleaned himself up. Anggie sat on his bed and began memorizing the Surat Al Mulk.

Her crystal circles are dripping down Anggie's cheeks. His life that turned difficult and depressed made him always shut himself up. There are several still photographs of Baihaqi taken during the ospek event a few years ago when Anggie became a baba.

Knowing that the lecturer was married and had a very sholehah wife made Anggie encouraged to be good as well.

I don't know what will happen, whose patience will be tested. All because of the destiny of Allah SWT.

JAZAKALLAH KHAIRAN

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