Daughter: Dad, I want to get married.
Father: That is a good thing to wish for. What kind of man do you want?
Daughter: I want a life of luxury and ease. So, I would like a man who can help me achieve that life.
The father became worried by her words.
Father: Umm…I’ve never known you to be like this. I’ve never even seen you with a jewellery in your possession other than the ring your late mother left you, the same ring I married her with. If you were to sell it, the money you get won’t be enough to buy you anything of value. Honestly my dear, I am surprised by your ambitions.
The daughter looked at the ring her father alluded to. She rubbed it gently with her left index finger.
Daughter: Dad, the luxury I seek cannot be bought by gold or diamonds. The ease I wish for cannot be offered by any wealthy man.
Father: I don’t understand.
Daughter: I seek the luxury of Jannah and the ease of being in the company of the Prophets. I seek the life of luxury and ease that Mum is enjoying right now insha Allah, because I see you as the kind of man who has helped her made it there. I am sure, she has helped you as well and you will be in her arms once again.
He couldn’t hold his tears anymore.
Father: Yes, my dear?
Daughter: Is there a man out there who can offer me what you have offered Mum?
Father: I pray for a man who can offer you more. Much more.
They embraced each other tightly, in front of the grave of the wife and the mother who bonds them together.