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IN LOVING MEMORY, OUR FRIEND AND TEACHER ANDI WAHYUDIN UNRU. UNCLE YAYU

BASED ON TRUE STORY AND ADAPTED FROM THE BEST-SELLING NOVEL BY NUSAIBAH AZZAHRA

Be strong, Thia.

Be strong.

I promise, Satya is a good man.

You will be treated well.

He's still someone's husband.

Honey.

Are you ready?

Dad, Mom.

I'm trying to be strong.

Not because I want to marry Mr. Satya.

I chose this path,

the path that Allah has chosen for me.

I tried to be strong.

I did.

But no woman would want to be forced into marriage.

Especially a secret one.

With a man who already has a wife

and who is much older than I am.

I tried to convince myself.

This is the path that God prepared for me.

This is Allah's plan for me.

However,

no matter how hard I try to be strong,

I keep wishing that the man I love would save me.

I wish he would stop this marriage.

I do not choose him.

I choose You.

If this marriage will make me closer to You, oh Allah.

I seek refuge in Allah from Satan the accursed.

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

One. By the stars when they fade away.

Two. Your fellow man, Muhammad, is neither misguided nor astray.

Three. Nor does he speak of his own whims. An-Najm.

Allah Almighty speaks the truth.

May Allah bless you.

That is the truth.

The Quran says that women must wear the hijab

until it covers the chest.

If a women does not wear a hijab, then her faith is doubtful, you know?

Listen, Ayu. You should watch your mouth.

You think you can judge someone by their hijab?

Who do you think you are?

Why do you think you can doubt a woman's faith

just because she doesn't wear a hijab?

Relax. Don't push!

-You… -Don't do that!

-Stop it! -Ayu!

Hikma.

Who started it?

It was Ayu, ma'am.

Me? You're the one in the wrong.

You called me a bad Muslimah, Ayu.

-I was telling the truth. -Ayu.

Is it true that you said that?

Yes, but I'm not wrong, ma'am.

Hikma is the one at fault.

She doesn't wear the hijab properly.

Did you hear that, ma'am?

Gosh, Ayu.

I'm not wrong.

The Quran says that women must wear the hijab.

That's right.

But saying bad things is also prohibited in the Quran.

"Waylu l-likul-li humazati l-lumazah."

Woe to every backbiter, slanderer, Al-Humazah.

But, ma'am, I'm not wrong. It's Hikma.

Ayu.

When Satan fails to make us leave our prayers,

they make us feel proud about our prayers.

That makes us arrogant.

If you really want to give good advice,

then you must deliver it kindly,

politely.

Remember.

A good deed done badly

might keep people away from guidance.

Do you understand?

Yes, ma'am.

Alright, now apologize to Hikma.

Hikma.

-I'm sorry. -For what?

-Hikma. -Ma'am.

You should listen to people's advice too.

You're studying to memorize the Quran.

Make it a habit.

Cover your awrah.

Alright, now make up.

Peace be upon you, Satya.

Peace be upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

Did you change your car again, Satya?

I didn't.

-It's a new addition. -A new one?

-Yeah. -My God.

-You're doing well? -Yes, thank God.

Thank God. Are you in good health?

-Yes, I am. What about you? -Oh…

-I'm good too. -Thank God.

-Let's talk inside. -Alright, but wait.

Sir.

-Is the meeting today? -That's the thing.

-The schedule is packed, Satya. -I see.

-But I'll arrange it soon. -Alright.

-Yes, let's go. -Yeah.

WELCOME TO THE HUSNUL KHOTIMAH ISLAMIC BOARDING SCHOOL, KUNINGAN, WEST JAVA

Fathia, Fathia!

Wait a second.

Don't run. Be careful.

You have to see this.

Let's apply, shall we?

If God wills, if we get accepted,

we'll leave next year.

Nur Amelia Bachtiar.

Majoring in Sharia and Law.

Fathia Qonita.

Majoring in Usul al-Fiqh.

You can tell your father later.

In God's name, Fath.

He'll give you permission.

Amen.

When people ask us

when we are getting married and to whom,

we can tell them

we're going to study.

To follow Fatimah Al-Fihri's footsteps.

To become a Muslimah who can bring change!

Gosh.

Peace be upon you.

Oh, you have someone waiting, huh?

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

-What are you doing here? -I was just passing by.

I wanted to say hi.

Are you heading home?

Yes, I am.

May I give you a ride?

Oh, not on the bike.

I can walk you home.

I'm sorry, Raehan.

But whenever a man is alone with a woman, Satan is the third among them.

I should go. Peace be upon you.

And upon you.

-Thank you. -Tempe?

Sure.

PEACE BE UPON YOU, FATH. THIS IS RAEHAN! YOU NEVER REPLIED TO MY TEXT.

Thia.

Don't play with your phone while we're eating.

I'm sorry, Dad.

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

What are your plans for the future?

What plans, Dad?

Your future.

You're not going to teach at the boarding school forever, right?

Teaching at the boarding school is good, honey.

It's a blessing.

Well.

I mean besides that, honey.

I'm happy to teach at school.

I get to follow the students' journey in memorizing the Quran,

and it can make me fall deeper in love with the Quran.

Praise be to God.

But aside from life at school,

you should think about it.

Plan it from now.

I have a plan, Dad, Mom.

Really? What is it?

I want to study in Cairo.

My God, that's nice.

College fees in Cairo are expensive, dear.

To be honest, I don't have the money.

Scholarships, Dad.

What if you don't get it?

-Pray for her, honey. -Of course.

What I'm saying is…

About the future…

Well, you need to carefully plan it from now.

For example, you can…

What?

You can start a family first, if you want.

Well, later on, after getting married,

you can study and work at the same time.

My friend's daughter

is still a freshman in college, but she already has a plan

for years into the future.

I want you to do the same.

You're beating around the bush.

No, I'm not, honey.

-I just meant that-- -Peace be upon you.

-And upon you. -And upon you.

Razak.

Why are you home so late?

I was studying, Mom, Dad.

If you plan on staying late,

let us know so we won't look for you.

Mom, I was just studying.

Yes. Just say yes to your parents.

Yes, Mom, Dad.

I'm sorry. I'll text you next time.

Alright, eat up and change your clothes later.

Then wash up, okay?

Even a handsome guy like Raehan got rejected by Fathia.

What if we try approaching Raehan?

-Raehan? -I mean Fathia.

What if we try it?

We'd get rejected.

For example…

Hi, Fathia. Wanna go on a date?

Stop…

-What's that? -Nothing. Earlier, someone was hunting.

-Tell me what they were hunting. -Pigs.

-Oh God. -We're talking about you.

What is it?

You're already rejected.

-Why do you keep on trying? -Right?

-Find another one. -Nonsense.

-Who said I was rejected? -You, every day,

you offer Fathia a ride home. Has she ever said yes?

Never.

Doesn't mean that I'm rejected, though.

Then, what is it?

Ejected?

Listen, listen.

Fathia is different, bro.

She's not an ordinary girl.

Fathia is…

a Muslimah that covers her awrah.

And she is a woman who follows Sharia.

One more thing, the most important.

Fathia is the type of woman who avoids

bad guys like you.

Why are you looking at me?

She's avoiding you.

That means you're bad.

Bad, bad, bad.

That's enough. Enough.

Sounds like he likes you, sis.

Really?

Raehan offers you a ride home every day.

But if it's Raehan, I still agree.

He's nice. Stays out of trouble.

-How do you know? -I just do.

What about you? Do you like him?

What are you talking about?

It's okay if you like him.

No.

What kind of man do you want to marry?

I hope someone who can take me to Heaven.

Can I come along?

Oh, you.

I'm sorry. Is there something wrong that you called to see me?

No, nothing is wrong.

I just wanted to talk to you.

-You do have the time? -Yes, I do, God willing.

Listen.

I heard that you're looking for funding?

I'm sorry. Where did you hear about that?

I was right, then.

Look.

If you want to build your own boarding school,

we're fine with it.

In fact, we'd be delighted.

That means our family will be blessed by Allah.

But no matter what,

trust is extremely valuable.

I hope that

it does not strain our relationship.

I hope it won't cause anything bad.

-That's great. -Yeah, that one…

-Thank you. -I know, right?

-I should go. -Bye.

SECURITY OFFICE HUSNUL KHOTIMAH FOUNDATION

Fathia.

What do you want?

I want to take you for a ride.

I already told you.

Whenever a man and woman are together, the third--

Wait.

I got the satan.

Dear God. Watch your mouth!

You're right.

See, you laughed.

So, you're up for it?

It's not just us.

I still won't.

I should go. Peace be upon you.

And upon you.

Eat that!

-I'm gonna head back to get my laundry. -Your laundry?

No, I saw some nice clothes out there. I'm gonna take them.

Are you going to steal? That's not allowed!

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

Sir.

Hadi.

Call me Hadi.

Yes, Mr. Hadi.

-My name is Raehan. -Yes.

Did Fathia just reject you?

-How did you know? -Of course, I know.

I saw it myself.

Besides, I see you here almost every day.

-She keeps saying no, right? -Yes.

She keeps rejecting me.

I think you're doing it wrong.

-Wrong, sir? -Yes.

Don't try to approach Fathia.

Get close to the owner of her heart.

-Owner of her heart? -Yes.

-Allah. -Allah.

Yeah.

Pray to Allah

and ask Him to make her fall for you.

-You know? -Will that even work, sir?

Why not try it?

If it doesn't work out, at least you're trying to appeal to Allah.

Right?

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

Thia.

I once promised to buy something for Mr. Syukron, right?

This land is ours, from here to there.

All the way up to that point.

Thank God.

-From that gazebo. -Yes.

-Yes, this is incredible. -Okay?

According to the plan, we can make the entrance here.

-Yes. -And the mosque over here.

-Yes. -My God.

-Amazing. -Mr. Syukron, this is it.

-Okay. -May I?

-Sure. -Alright.

Thank you for the payment, sir.

-I've drafted the receipt here. -Yes?

-It's the right number, isn't it? -Okay.

-Right? -Thank you.

-All clear? -Yes.

-Alright. Everything is clear, right? -Yes, thank you.

You're welcome.

-Good luck, Mr. Syukron. -Amen.

Everyone, please go to class.

Yes, ma'am.

Peace be upon you, Fathia.

And upon you. What are you doing here?

I'm studying the Quran.

-Here? -Yes.

With Mr. Hadi.

Fath.

-What's he doing? -I don't know.

Wa haazal balad-il ameen.

-La kad… -Qad.

Laqad khalaqnal insaana fee

ahsani taqweem.

Thumma rad…

Thumma ra dad naa…

Thumma ra dad naahu asfala saafileen.

Hu asfala saafileen.

You need to pay attention to the length too, Raehan.

Different lengths may have different meanings.

Also,

you must take care of your prayers.

Especially the Fajr prayer.

I hope

to see young men like you

do their Fajr prayers at the mosque.

So that

Fajr prayers can be as crowded as Friday prayers.

Ameen, ya Allah.

Please keep praying for me.

I hope I'll have someone who can wake me up for Fajr.

God willing. Let's keep praying.

USNUL KHOTIMAH ISLAMIC BOARDING SCHOOL

Allah Almighty speaks the truth.

Why are you studying the Quran here?

I'm trying to get close to you.

I don't see that.

Oh, I mean

I'm trying to get close to the Owner of Hearts,

so that He can open your heart for me.

Whatever.

Come in.

There's something for you.

From whom?

PEACE BE UPON YOU, FATH. DID YOU GET MY PRESENT?

AND UPON YOU. IT'S FROM YOU? WHAT FOR?

DO YOU LIKE IT?

WHY PINK?

BECAUSE IT'S THE PRETTIEST.

DO YOU SEE IT NOW?

Hello.

-Did you try it? -Yes.

-But I don't know if… -On me?

Peace be upon you.

And upon you.

Listen.

Before you take this further,

let me get this straight.

For me, marriage is the only type of commitment.

Other than that, it's no use.

-So, if you-- -Okay.

-I'll marry you. -What?

Yes. I like you.

So, I want to marry you.

-No one else. -Sorry?

I'm serious. Your call. Yes or no?

-Stop messing around. -I'm serious, Fathia.

Whatever, then.

Help me out here.

You Ikhwan wannabe.

If you really like Fathia,

go to her father.

Right then. Peace be upon you.

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

What is it?

Just wait.

Wait for Fathia, okay?

-You're making me curious. -It's a surprise.

Peace be upon you.

-Oh, and upon you. -And upon you.

Have a seat, dear.

Your dad wants to talk.

How old are you now, dear?

-Twenty, Dad. -See.

She's an adult, honey.

Old enough to marry.

Listen.

Marriage is an act of worship.

It's to fulfill half of our faith, right?

A way of attaining Ridha from Allah.

A path of devotion.

It's a path everyone wants.

Dad.

I haven't thought about it.

I still want to focus on my studies.

Yes, but what if a pious man wants to marry you?

A man who knows his religion.

A man from a good background too.

Are you saying someone is proposing to me?

Yes.

A man has told me about his good intentions, and I think…

he is amazing.

Handsome, charismatic, and mature.

Marriage is not all that.

But also…

I understand.

It's why I am certain to marry you off with him.

I agree

with what your father said.

What else can you ask for?

You don't have someone you like, do you?

But Mom,

I don't even know the man.

Who is he, actually?

A friend.

Who?

Satya.

Did you say Satya?

-Satya Kuncoro? -Yes, my friend. Why?

Oh God.

Satya is our age, honey!

He can't marry Fathia. Don't talk nonsense.

Honey, I've thought about this a lot.

Satya is educated and respected.

He can protect, guide, and pay for Fathia's college fees.

Fathia, if you marry him,

you can achieve your goal of studying in Cairo.

Honey.

Mr. Satya has a wife and a daughter.

In Islam, there is a Sharia about polygamy, honey.

Are you against it?

Still, I don't want Fathia to be a second wife.

Satya has promised me to make my own boarding school.

He has given me about a hectare of land.

Oh, dear God.

So, this is all about you wanting to have your own institution?

-Because of your selfishness? -Not selfishness.

Imagine how many people we can help if we have a lot of money.

Think about it, honey.

No matter what, I'm against it.

Honey?

Honey.

Thia.

This is the best for you, dear.

I want you to trust me.

Satya has everything.

I don't want to marry for money, Dad.

I want to marry a man that I love.

-I-- -And that Raehan

has no future with you.

Why did you mention him?

I know that you're close with him.

And you shouldn't be.

Satya has helped us a lot.

He is the reason Razak can now walk again.

Oh Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

Oh You who made the Quran the best guide.

Without Your strength, I am weak, Oh Allah.

Without Your guidance, I am lost.

I don't want to be a disobedient child,

to go against my dad's wishes,

but honestly,

it's hard to accept this, Oh Allah.

Too hard.

Strengthen me, Oh God.

Please give me strength.

Satya is already certain, honey.

He made up his mind.

In fact, he is ready to give us the mahr we ask for.

We?

It was the mahr that you asked for, not us.

Fathia is our flesh and blood, honey. Our daughter.

Precisely because of that, honey.

I want the best for Thia.

The best thing for Fathia is not to be a second wife.

Honey.

I have thought this through carefully.

Even the day and date are all set.

Well just cancel it! Is it really that difficult?

Listen, honey.

I will never be willing if you force Fathia to marry that man.

Honey, please consider it carefully.

Satya can make us respected.

I was promised to create my own Islamic boarding school, honey.

No, no, no, no.

I don't agree with this. Period!

You have to!

You must!

Remember.

I'm the head of the family.

This is my decision. Understand?

Hey.

Amel.

Are you that exhausted that you fell asleep?

Fath.

What's wrong?

Why are you crying?

No.

Nothing, I'm fine.

I don't know why I cried.

You can talk to me, you know.

I have to go.

-Excuse me. -Yes?

Enjoy.

Wow.

Thia, this is just a small part.

Imagine, all of this will be yours.

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

-Did you wait long? -It's okay.

-Hi, Fathia. Let's sit. -Yeah.

Let's have a seat.

I built this restaurant two years ago.

Because apparently, eating is my hobby.

-My God. -To this day, I still like to eat.

Yes.

My name is Satya, dear.

I'm your father's friend.

-Can I get to the point? -Sure.

Listen, dear Fathia.

I actually had a conversation with your dad

and asked him to marry you off to me, isn't that right?

Yes, and thank God.

Fathia told me she wants to get to know you soon.

-Really? -Isn't that right? Yes?

You do need to get to know one another before you get close.

So, what do you think?

About what, sir?

What you think about me, of course.

-I haven't made any judgments yet. -Oh, that's alright.

Later, when we get closer, then you'll know. Isn't that right?

Absolutely right.

Sir.

Does Fathia have someone she already likes?

-Not yet. -Thank God.

She's memorizing the Quran,

so she's always at home or at the mosque.

-Thank God. -No time for romance.

-Right? -Yes, yes.

My God.

Well, I'd feel bad if you do have someone you like.

It wouldn't be fair to her in the future.

But if you don't have someone, I'll be that person.

I'll make you like me, God willing.

So, is it a yes then, dear?

Don't you already have a wife?

Dear Fathia. Listen, dear.

Thanks to God, I am a man who has almost everything.

But, well, I feel like there's something missing.

I've got this restaurant, I've got a hotel too,

but I feel something is missing.

Thankfully, moneywise we're comfortable.

And I hope my knowledge on religion will suffice.

I am able to and have the right to have more than one wife.

-Is that right? -Yes.

-That's what I told your father. -Yes.

I would love to have a wife who is close to Allah.

And who knows the Quran, like you, Fathia.

Does your wife know?

Oh, yes.

God willing, I'll let her know.

Then,

I have some terms and conditions.

Oh, right. Please.

What is it?

Sir.

Polygamy requires justice from the men

and sincerity from the women.

I do not wish

to become the second wife who is hidden from the first wife.

If indeed

this marriage must happen,

I want to meet Mr. Satya's wife.

I want the blessing of marriage to come from her mouth.

I'll see what I can do.

He'll do it.

God willing, I will make it happen.

Now, please.

CERTIFICATE OF MERIT GIVEN TO FATHIA QONITA

I also am against Dad's ways.

Cruel.

He has no regard for your feelings.

If you want to run away,

I'll go with you.

-I'll support you. -Where do we go?

All it will do is create more problems.

I'm sorry.

If only

I never got into an accident,

Dad would have never needed money.

And you wouldn't be forced into marriage like this.

Razak.

Even if I marry Mr. Satya,

I won't feel forced

or because I need to pay back the money Dad borrowed.

I'll walk into this marriage full of faith.

This is the path that Allah has chosen for me.

Sir?

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

What do you want?

I'd like to talk to you.

What for?

To ask for Fathia's hand in marriage.

Someone has already proposed to her.

Yes, that would be me.

Sir, I'm proposing.

-Today. -No, no.

Another man has already proposed to Fathia.

He's better than you.

Now, it's better that you leave

and leave Fathia alone.

Go.

Go on then.

Raehan is still not home after proposing.

Did he get married on the spot?

Can you do that?

Usually, after proposing, you go home

and then set a date for the wedding.

It's late and he's still not home. Is he staying there?

First night together.

What if he got rejected

and he's stressed and he kills himself?

You mean Raehan is gone now?

Are we supposed to be sad or…

He's alive.

That's his bike.

Look, Dit.

-He's not dead. -I see that.

He's driving so slowly.

-Is he sad or happy? Look. -Yeah.

What do you think?

I'm confused now.

Han?

How did it go?

-Hey. -Han?

All good?

Peace be upon you.

-And upon you. -And upon you.

Oh no.

Oh boy.

Han.

Hang in there.

Maybe you got rejected now,

but next time…

You can try again and get rejected again!

We…

-We're… -We're not funny, huh?

You usually laugh.

We…

It's alright.

-It's okay. -Put your head on my shoulder.

-No, my shoulder is better. -Mine.

-My shoulder. -Mine is better, I swear.

-My shoulder, Han. -Stop that.

Mine.

Stop it!

Han.

No matter what,

we will always be here for you.

No matter what.

He said,

"O my people,

consider if I stand on clear proof

from my Lord

and He has blessed me with a mercy from Himself,

which you fail to see,

should we then force it on you

against your will?"

Come.

Dad.

I don't want to do it like this.

Satya has prepared everything.

The wedding officiant is there.

Honey, Fathia is right. This is too sudden.

We just need to ride in the car, sit pretty,

arrive there, do the Aqd, and we're done.

I haven't met Mr. Satya's first wife.

The blessing of the first wife is important, Dad.

The blessing of the first wife is not a requirement for polygamy.

Now, come on then.

Come.

Dad. Dad?

Allah Almighty speaks the truth.

DEAR IKHWAN WANNABE, TODAY IS THE DAY OF MY WEDDING. PLEASE PRAY FOR ME.

Fathia!

Do you remember me?

I'm sorry, who are you?

Raehan.

Your childhood friend.

Raehan?

Oh, Raehan! Right.

Don't try to approach Fathia.

Get close to the owner of her heart.

-Owner of her heart? -Yes.

Peace be upon you, Fathia.

And upon you. What are you doing here?

I'm studying the Quran.

-Here? -With Mr. Hadi.

RAEHAN, PLEASE…

The number you are calling is not active.

Fathia.

I know it's hard to be strong.

It's hard.

But I believe

that you are amazing,

you are strong,

and you can face anything.

Soon,

you will be a wife.

Do it sincerely, dear.

Serve your husband for Allah.

Do it for Allah.

God willing,

happiness will be your best friend.

Fathia, come.

I am not choosing him.

I am choosing You, oh Allah.

If this marriage will make me closer to You.

Come on.

Right.

-I'm sorry. -Alright.

Can we start?

Yeah, let's start.

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

Mr. Satya Kuncoro bin Soemartono,

I marry off and I wed off

my daughter Fathia Qonita binti Syukron Makmun to you

with the dowry of 13 grams of gold and a set of prayer gowns in cash.

I accept her marriage and wedding Fathia Qonita binti Syukron Makmun

with the dowry mentioned above in cash.

Witnesses?

Valid.

Praise be to Allah, the Lord of the Universe.

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

May Allah bless you…

Allah is the greatest.

Allah is the greatest.

Mr. Satya, Mr. Syukron, I should get going. Thank you.

Thank you very much, sir.

Thank you.

Mr. Satya.

Take care of Thia, will you?

Of course, Mr. Syukron.

I will treat her the best that I can.

I guarantee her happiness with my life.

-My God. -God willing.

Honey, Razak, let's go.

Come.

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

Fath.

Fathia.

What's wrong?

I understand if you're nervous.

But I promise.

I will…

Excuse me.

I want to pray.

Fath.

If you have any problems, you can tell me.

I'm fine.

Don't lie, Fath. I know you.

Ms. Fathia!

I should go. Peace be upon you.

There you go.

Peace be upon you, Fathia.

And upon you, sir.

You look so nervous.

Relax a bit, will you?

And don't call me "sir".

Call me by my name.

Okay?

Sir.

Please don't pick me up at the school.

Why not?

I'm afraid it might lead to gossip.

Why so?

We're married, Fath.

This is not the marriage that I imagined, sir.

What do you mean?

You pick me up and take me to a hotel--

Fath, Fath.

It's not the right time yet.

I would love to share our happiness with everyone.

But it's not official.

I mean, I will make it official.

I promise.

You still haven't introduced me to your wife.

The polygamy that is in the Sharia

is not like this.

How did I not hear about this?

Well, I guess

some people heard that Ms. Fathia was getting married.

Yes.

But I think she's really married, sir.

This might be Allah's way.

Allah's way…

to do what, sir?

To let you know

that having high hopes for a human

is like getting your heart broken on purpose.

Maybe

Allah is trying to lift you up to a higher level.

All this time,

you've been praying and doing good deeds

because of a woman,

but now,

Allah wants you to do all those for Him.

For Allah.

"Inna salatee wa nusukee

wa mahyaaya wa mamaatee

lillahhi Rabbil 'aalameen."

Surely my prayer, my sacrifice, my life, and my death

are all for Allah, Lord of all worlds.

Okay?

God willing, sir.

In the future,

I might be coming here less often, sir.

I understand.

THE BOOK OF AL-HIKAM

Han.

Take your path of love.

Okay?

Come, dear.

Come inside, Fath.

The key to gratitude is when we feel

that we don't have anything in the world, so…

What's wrong?

What is it?

Ms. Fathia got married secretly, right?

Is she someone's mistress?

She's our teacher.

Why didn't she set a good example?

-Right? -Why is she like that?

-It's weird. -So weird.

-Very weird. -I thought she's a good person.

-Right? -So weird.

Fath.

Fath.

I have to go.

There's still work to do.

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

It's been four months, honey.

What kind of marriage is this?

Fathia goes to the hotel whenever he needs her.

It's not that bad, honey. Really.

Satya is always trying. Let's just wait.

Besides, Thia doesn't have a problem meeting him at the hotel.

The important thing is that Satya provides for Thia every month.

That's the most important thing.

But for how long?

Until the whole world knows

that Fathia is a mistress? Is that so?

Patience, honey, patience.

Innallaaha ma'assaabireen.

Allah is truly with those who are patient.

She's being treated like a whore.

Watch your mouth!

They got married according to Islam,

according to Sharia, and that's enough.

What kind of Sharia

allows a husband to hide his wife?

Enough. Stop pretending this is okay.

I am her mother. I gave birth to her.

I don't want her to become a mistress.

There's a process, honey.

Just be patient. Patience…

-Patience… -Enough. Enough!

Dad.

Mom.

I'm pregnant.

Oh God, forgive me.

You still think

that nothing is wrong with this?

You should have told us, Fathia.

This actually caused rumors to spread.

I didn't want people to gossip.

-I… -Of course, they'd gossip.

You got married in secret.

Who knows? Maybe you're not actually married?

Amel. Amel.

I'm sorry.

But this marriage…

was blessed by your parents, right?

See you later, Fathia.

Fath.

Mel.

You go first.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hide this from you.

No, Fath.

It's not your fault.

It's mine.

I kept making comments

without knowing what you were going through.

I wanted to tell you,

but I'm ashamed.

Fath.

Forgive me.

Fath.

I didn't get the chance to say congratulations.

I wish the best

for you,

for your husband, and…

for the baby you're carrying, Fath.

Thank you.

I have to go.

-Peace be upon you. -And upon you.

Sir.

I've said this before,

that trust is expensive.

Once damaged, it's hard to restore it.

We're sorry, sir,

but we can no longer

provide a place to stay for you and your family.

So, starting today,

you and Fathia

are no longer teachers here.

Give us a chance, sir,

until we have a place.

How could you

speak ill of the name of our Islamic boarding school

just to get your own?

You even influenced our donors.

Including…

Satya.

Moreover,

you also already know

that teachers

should not marry during their service period.

Besides, Fathia's status

could create rumors among many people.

Sir.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry.

They can't just kick us out of here.

It's not like we're not paying.

Besides, Fathia has a contract

that says she will continue to serve at this Islamic boarding school.

-Did they replace her already? -No.

Then why?

What did you do?

Mr. Hadi and Mr. Beni were your juniors back at school.

-How could they do this? -I don't know.

I don't know!

If it's just because you got married…

why did they kick us out?

I'm so confused.

You live a steady life, don't you?

You don't get in trouble.

You're calm.

Why is your life like this now?

We're leaving here.

Where to?

We just have to get out of here.

Dad.

I ask permission to tell Mr. Satya.

Of course.

Dear Allah.

Whatever happens,

I'm certain

this is definitely the best from you, O Allah.

Satya.

-Good evening. -Oh God, no.

What are you doing here?

Satya, the school kicked us out.

-How? You shouldn't be here. -Oh my God.

We don't have a place to live.

I see, but you shouldn't come here.

It's not safe yet. You can come later, oh God.

-We just need a temporary place. -Sir.

When it's time to come, I will tell you.

-This concerns your child, too. -I know.

-We need a place. -Yes, I understand.

-Tell you what. -Yes?

There's a gas station nearby. You should wait there.

Once it's clear, I'll tell you where to go.

Not a gas station. What will people say?

It's the safest place, sir.

-You… -Satya, you should keep your promise.

-Sir-- -How could you abandon your own child?

Listen, I have problems I need to take care of right now.

-Is that so? -Yes, only for a short while.

-Alright then. -Okay.

Let's eat together.

You first.

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

Mom.

Did I choose the wrong path?

How did it get like this?

Be strong.

Peace be upon you.

Okay.

Yes, I'll tell my dad.

And upon you.

Who is it, Thia?

Mr. Satya.

He said he booked us a room at the hotel.

He's going to come later.

Peace be upon you, Fath.

And upon you.

Are you okay?

I want to apologize.

For what?

-Apologize for-- -For…

For making my family suffer

or for being a bad husband?

No, what are you talking about?

Fath, listen.

My child.

The baby I am carrying, Allah trusted me with it.

My baby and I,

you're hiding us from your wife,

-from your family. And until when? -Fath, don't cry.

Listen to me.

I promise I will share our happiness with everyone.

I promise I will tell everyone about our marriage,

but not now, Fath.

Please wait. There's a process to it.

What process?

I've never seen you try, not even a little.

You said you understand religion.

You know what's good, you know what's right,

and what's wrong.

Justice in polygamy is the main requirement.

Fath.

Fath…

Where is my justice?

I'm suffering here.

-I'm being hidden! -Fath.

My future…

My future is ruined.

I'm ashamed.

The teachers at school,

my friends,

even to God.

Fath, I promise.

I promise

I will tell everyone about our happiness.

You have my word.

This is our child.

Okay?

Okay, Fath?

If I may, when she's born,

please name her Zahra.

Zahra means desert flower.

I want her to be tough enough to go against any weather,

the heat, the cold, the storm.

I want her to be strong like you,

her mother.

I care about you.

I love you.

What is it, Helen?

What's wrong?

Here.

How could you?

You have no shame.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean? Are you saying that I cheated on you?

Is that it?

What are those?

I didn't cheat on you.

I married her.

I said my vows. There were witnesses and her family.

I married a good woman,

from a boarding school, who knows the Quran.

You married her?

Yes.

Secretly.

Helen.

Satya, Satya.

What did I do wrong?

I tried to be a good wife for you.

I've been with you

since you were nobody up until now.

Helen, listen to me.

I've risked everything to be with you.

I trusted you, Sat.

I demand nothing from you, Sat.

I just want you to remain loyal to me.

-Helen. -To our family.

Listen, Helen.

I can explain.

I didn't mean to betray you.

I love our family. I love our daughter.

I love you too, Helen.

Never ever see that woman again.

But she's pregnant.

I don't care.

Leave that woman now.

Helen, listen.

Helen. Helen!

Helen!

Helen.

MR. SATYA

Fathia, right?

I'm Helen.

Satya's wife.

I thought…

that the woman who stole my husband

is a gold-digging,

naughty,

sexy type of woman.

I was wrong.

I want you out of my husband's life.

Forever.

If not,

I shall report you

for adultery with someone else's husband.

Ma'am.

This isn't adultery.

We got married.

Not legally.

Without the first wife's blessing,

your marriage can be annulled by the courts.

And I…

I have never

and will never give you two my blessing.

We are both women, Fathia.

Soon,

you will have your baby.

You will become a mother.

And later, you will know

exactly how I feel.

You can go

and raise your baby alone.

Do not involve my husband.

And please,

stay out of our life.

Excuse me. May I help you?

Oh no.

We just want to shut our eyes and wait until morning.

We close at 11 p.m. here.

I'm sorry, but you can't stay here.

I'm sorry, sir.

Alright, thank you.

Now what?

Let's find another gas station.

Honey!

Dad, please stop.

Stop?

-Thia? -Just let her be.

Oh, Allah.

You say You are Most Gracious,

You are Most Merciful.

I carry out all Your commands, Oh Allah.

But why am I being tested like this?

Why, Oh Allah?

Why?

I can't take this.

I can't do this.

I'm not strong!

You are cruel.

You are cruel, Oh Allah.

You are cruel.

I have memorized the Quran.

I memorized Your Quran.

But I am also insulted by the Quran.

I am devoted to my parents. I have done everything, Oh Allah.

But why?

Why me?

Why?

Why?

Thank you so much, Ning. Peace be upon you.

-Was that Ningsih? -Yes.

Oh, really?

What did she say?

Just a moment.

I called your Auntie Ningsih.

I told her everything.

-And? -Let's go there.

-Now? -Yes.

Thank God.

Thank God, we're here.

Thank God. Come on.

The door.

Peace be upon you, Ning.

And upon you.

How was the trip?

Thankfully, it was smooth.

-Is this Razak? -Yes.

God, you've grown big! Fathia.

Brother.

-Let's go inside. -Yes.

Come.

Well, this is it.

It's a bit dusty

and dirty,

but if we clean it up, I'm sure it will be fine.

Thank God. We're so grateful, Ning.

Thank you for letting my family stay here.

You're welcome.

When is she due?

Her tummy looks big.

And…

where's the husband?

God willing, she's due next month.

Her husband is busy with work.

He just got a promotion.

Oh, I thought she didn't have one.

So, we can paint over this?

Yes, you can repaint it to make it brighter.

I just want to say

that all of this

is a test.

So, we must be strong while we navigate it.

We should be patient.

And we can start from the beginning.

I'm going to lie down. I'm tired.

I also have to go. I've got activities.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you.

What happened to our kids, honey?

Especially Fathia.

It's like she has lost the will to live.

It's not just that.

I can't remember the last time I saw her holding the Quran.

Not even the Quran.

I haven't seen her pray.

Oh God, forgive me.

This is all because of Satya.

Satya?

-Not you? -Of course not.

This is all Satya's fault.

Our family is suffering.

God, forgive me.

Wake up, honey.

The one who made our family suffer

and made Fathia lose her faith in Allah

is not Satya,

it's you.

And to this day,

I've never heard you apologize to her.

Was that even necessary to say?

-Oh God. -God, forgive me. Fathia?

-Thia! -Oh God!

Thia! Oh God.

-Honey! -Yes?

-Call Razak. Hurry! -Okay, okay.

You can do it.

-One more. -Take a deep breath.

One, two…

Okay, keep it up.

You can do it.

-Yes. -Keep it up.

Come on. Keep it up.

-Keep it up. -In the name of Allah…

PATIENT'S DETAILS

Our granddaughter is pretty, honey.

Thank God.

Thank God.

What's her name, Thia?

Thia.

A child deserves a good name from her parents.

Mr. Satya wanted to name her Zahra, Mom.

What a beautiful name.

Zahra.

I'm tired.

Please stop crying.

There, there.

Come on, sweetie, shush.

Quiet! Be quiet!

What do you want? I'm tired!

I don't know what you want! What?

I don't know!

Quiet! Zahra, quiet!

Quiet, quiet, quiet.

Be quiet.

Zahra, be quiet.

Honey.

Should I call Satya?

He has to be responsible.

-What? -The baby is still his, honey.

I don't want anything to do with him.

He abandoned Thia.

You should have asked him to divorce her.

Look at her now.

No matter how bad we're suffering,

I don't want the solution to be Satya.

What's this one?

Fish flavor.

Is it new? I want it crunchy.

It is, but not if you keep squeezing it.

How much for one?

Ten thousand.

-Ten thousand each. -Oh, same price.

-Alright, I'll take two. -Okay.

-How much? -Twenty.

Here.

Twenty, right?

-That's twenty. -That's 10,000.

Yeah, I mean, 10,000 more, right?

There.

Thank God.

Thank you, Allah.

Why thank Allah?

You're blind because of Him too.

So what if I'm blind?

He's the Creator.

It's all up to Him, right?

Right.

You're right.

I mean, for me,

I've been memorizing the Quran since I was little.

I memorized it.

I carry out all His commands.

I didn't violate anything.

But why is He

constantly testing me?

It's never-ending.

I don't feel the grace or the mercy that He promised.

You have a baby?

Come here.

Are you blind?

I feel like I'm not the blind one here.

What do you mean?

Just because

you know the Quran,

you memorized the holy book,

you can't be tested?

How old?

Two months.

You must be tired.

My late father, back then,

whenever I felt tired, angry, or sad,

he would read me this.

"Have they not traveled throughout the land

so their hearts may reason

and their ears may listen?

Indeed,

it is not the eyes that are blind,

but it is the hearts…"

"In the chests that grow blind."

Surah Al-Hajj verse 46.

There you go.

Al-Latif.

He is gentle, miss.

Very, very gentle.

So much so that you can't feel Him,

and we get the wrong idea.

But if He's willing, and if we can accept it,

if our hearts are clear, they say

we can feel Him.

His plan is always beautiful.

Always.

Oh, Allah.

This whole time, I was blind.

Blind to the beauty of Your plan, Oh Allah.

God, thank You

for never leaving me.

I surrender, Oh Allah.

I surrender to all Your decrees.

Make me whatever You want me to be.

Today, I just want to thank you, Oh Allah.

And I forgive him.

Amen, Oh Allah.

Thia, wake up.

Mom?

I'm sorry, I fell asleep after Fajr.

Be strong, dear.

Dad's friend just called.

Dad's friend?

Satya's friend too.

He said…

Satya passed away.

Indeed, we belong to Allah, and indeed, to Him, we return.

Be strong.

Mr. Dirga.

We offer our condolences on the death of Mr. Satya.

Thank you, sir.

You're welcome. Peace be upon you.

And upon you.

Sir, ma'am, have you waited long?

Absolutely not.

So, this is Fathia's family?

I want to apologize in advance.

Because right now, everyone is still mourning.

So…

Mrs. Helen doesn't want to see you.

I'll just get straight to it.

There is no inheritance for Fathia's child.

I understand

that you all came here hoping for that, right?

But I'm sorry.

It seems

that the family objects

that Fathia's child

gets part of the inheritance.

You seem to be mistaken.

We're not here to ask for inheritance.

My family and I are here to introduce this baby to her father's family,

and we want to offer our condolences to Mr. Satya's family.

Nothing more.

Well, that's great.

Alright.

We're on the same page, then.

You may leave the house now.

-I'm sorry, sir, my daughter-- -Dad.

It's okay.

Come on.

Thia.

I was selfish.

I was blinded,

and I sacrificed you for my own gain.

But you never complained in the slightest.

You never blamed me.

Forgive me, Thia.

I know, Dad.

You did all of this for your family.

It's not your fault.

You can be mad at me.

You can.

But don't be mad at Allah.

Thank you, Dad,

for being my first love.

I'm sorry, dear.

Honey, forgive me.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

Come on, then.

Women often feel helpless,

feel inferior, feel inadequate,

or feel weak.

On the contrary,

civilization was built through women's intelligence.

There are no successful children

without a mother who successfully raised them.

There is no advanced civilization without the contribution of women.

HUSNUL KHOTIMAH FOUNDATION KUNINGAN BRANCH

So, can we move back to the boarding school?

Not exactly, honey.

You said you were well received.

Yes, but it's not like they said no.

Maybe this is an opportunity from Allah, okay?

So I can also get other experiences apart from teaching Tahfidz. Dad too.

-What a coincidence! -Coincidence?

I got this flyer from school.

It's like a self-development seminar.

Who knows? You might want to join to gain new knowledge.

Alright, friends.

Now is the time for us to listen

to our main speaker.

Please welcome Coach Raehan Saputra!

What makes this light brighter than before?

Yes.

When it is surrounded by darkness.

Often, God brings darkness into our lives,

not because God is angry

or because he is leaving us,

but because of His grace and mercy.

It is because of His love

that God brings darkness into our lives.

So that we can see His light

brighter than before.

The prophets also met God

when they were in darkness.

So, when does God want to meet us?

Yes, right now.

Through all the things we call problems.

So, be patient.

Allah wants to greet you.

We might lose everything,

but we will find Him in our submission

and our sincerity.

Thank God. Congratulations for today.

Yes, thank God.

It's because of your support too.

-My God. -Thank you, sir.

-Yes. -Stay healthy.

-I have to go. See you soon. -Yes.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God.

Ma'am, thank you for coming.

-Yes, thank you for the talk. -Right.

-I should be going. -Okay.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

Sevi.

Thank you for coming.

Even though

I didn't know whether to come here or not,

but I think you were inspiring.

Thank God, you got the message.

Right. My dad says hello.

And peace be upon him.

God willing, I'll come visit you at your place.

Alright. I should go now.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

Fathia?

Raehan.

You've changed a lot.

I listened to your presentation.

It was amazing. Very touching.

Thank God.

So, how are you?

Is your baby and your husband doing well?

Thank God, I am.

Thank God.

My husband passed away.

And you? Is your wife doing well?

God willing,

I'm getting married soon.

I wish you luck then.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

Like the sun

that loves the earth through distance.

Like the moon that loves the earth and doesn't come close.

Because it knows that closeness will only destroy it,

so it loves at a distance.

-Thia? -Love is a strong nature.

Mom.

It is dangerous if it is not framed by Sharia.

My mind tells me to forget you immediately.

To sincerely enjoy the separation.

But that smile, that laugh,

always shines in my heart and soul.

As if asking to be given a chance.

So, when God brought one more meeting,

a smile appeared on my face.

Can I take the opportunity to get closer this time?

Can this love no longer be like the sun's love for the earth?

May I come to you

like rainwater that jumps freely

to meet the earth?

And upon you.

Well, sir, ma'am,

if I may…

I would like to make Fathia

my wife.

What to do?

Fathia.

Someone has already proposed.

Honey.

It's you, right?

Thank God.

Peace be upon you.

-And upon you. -And upon you.

My God, is this Zahra?

Look.

Honestly,

when Fathia told me that her daughter's name is Zahra,

I felt like

Allah was answering my prayers.

Thank God.

What do you mean?

For so long,

I've wanted to name my child Zahra, if I had a daughter.

That's why, when Fathia told me about Zahra,

I was happy.

So, if God is willing, I marry Fathia,

Zahra will become my daughter too.

Oh, Allah, my Lord.

I love You. I truly love You.

Just a second.

Don't you want to wear a white hijab?

No.

It's okay. This is the prettiest.

Mr. Raehan Saputra bin Zaki Hanafi,

I marry off and I wed off

my daughter Fathia Qonita binti Syukron Makmun to you

with the dowry of 20 grams of 24K gold

and a set of prayer gowns in cash.

I accept her marriage and wedding

Fathia Qonita binti Syukron Makmun with the dowry mentioned above in cash.

Witnesses?

-Valid. -Thank God.

May Allah bless you, shower blessings on you, and may He unite you in goodness.

Now, the bride may meet the groom.

The expanse of tests, which felt endless,

is truly proof

that love for You is more than words.

We were separated to be reunited

in a state of complete readiness.

Farewells and meetings reaffirmed

that the love that ends with You

will always bring happiness.

My God.

Thank you, Allah.

This?

For real?

Oh, thank you, Allah.

Sweetheart.

Did you know?

I once had a dream.

I attended a wedding where it had the initials F and S.

F and S?

That was our wedding then, darling.

So, the F stands for Fathia.

S is my name.

Why is it your name?

It is, darling.

Raehan Saputra.

Saputra, Fathia's husband.

How many S-es can you count?

You Ikhwan wannabe.

What do you mean "wannabe"?

Dear, your mom called me a wannabe.

Nonsense.

Take care of us, Oh Allah.

So that whatever tests You have in the future

will still make us love You.

That we remain dependent, surrendering to only You.

Hopefully, we learn a lesson.

That choosing or living the destiny that He has chosen for us

is not easy,

but it's always beautiful.

LIVING HIS CHOSEN PATH IS NOT ALWAYS EASY, BUT IT IS ALWAYS BEAUTIFUL

TO THIS DAY, ALLAH CONTINUES TO SUPPORT THE TWO OF THEM

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