The night was quite cold for a place as warm as Malaysia. It was already 11pm when the door opened slowly as he came back home finding her reading diligently, multiple papers and books spreading in front of her, so focused on whatever reading material she had.
"Assalamualaikum.."
"Oh, dah balik? Waalaikumussalam wrh."
Her smiled made him melt all over again, and his presence back home just lighten the atmosphere surrounding her.
'Pening kepala jadi muwajjih ni, banyak kena fikir.'
She came walking to the door and greeted him with a salam.
"Sibuk nampak."
"Not as much as you medical student."
He laughed on her comment.
"Insyirah.."
"Yes?"
"Jazakillah ukhti."
"Aha. Waiyyak enta. Lauk dah masak. Makan?"
And that was how things were for them two. Berjanji sampai ke hari tua untuk terus tsabat dan tabah atas jalan dakwah - as medical practitioners, as healers of the heart.
