Diandra couldn't take her eyes off Adam. Indeed, the young man was like an angel, never seen angry; he always wanted to make everyone smile.

Perhaps that was a lesson learned from the pain and helplessness of her long illness. She realized that smiles and health were crucial. Since emerging from that helplessness, Diandra could only see sincerity in everything Adam did.

Adam was compassionate and patient, and he was also very close to children. Although he had never married, what she often encountered about Adam was his frequent recitation of the Quran or teaching the children stories of wisdom. He told stories of wisdom, usually when he had time, in the afternoons. By the shores of Lake Kenanga, he would tell stories about various things. The children would flock to listen.

Diandra couldn't imagine a young man like him in this world. His busy life and activities in a comfortable village. In contrast to the bustling city life filled with displays of ephemeral things, the splendor of the world, life in the city offers many things, especially the mutual display of wealth. Here, Diandra feels at peace. Like it or not, love has grown deeply for Adam. Diandra feels that her paradise is at the Spring of Heaven.

Living there, she says, is like what she imagined when she couldn't see. It's like a heavenly landscape. Diandra hopes that one day, she will be Adam's companion, and he will accept her.

***

Adam cares deeply for his children and teaches them the Quran. Studying at an Islamic boarding school with Syarif made him re-teach the knowledge he had learned. Children are the future generation of goodness.

What is instilled in children will be the foundation for how young people will live in the future. They must be guided by good values ​​so that this world can continue to be filled with goodness and mutual assistance.

Adam always teaches new things to the children while reciting the Quran. Sometimes, he tells them stories. The children were delighted, not only because they listened to Adam's stories, but also because they received free food and drinks, and even toys as gifts.

Sometimes, Halimah accompanied Adam to watch the children play happily after listening to his stories.

The children listening to Adam's stories were the children of people who had purchased housing properties near Heaven's Spring. Many people also moved there when they struggled to find a place close to the crowds and wanted to make a living. There were also relatively upscale housing units for those who work from home or freelance, as well as homes for officials preparing for retirement.

That afternoon, Adam told the story of the wisdom of Ali ibn Abi Talib, who loved knowledge and pursued it with great determination. He followed the Prophet and sacrificed for him.

The children listened intently. After they dispersed, they were given snacks and refreshing drinks like milk or chocolate.

Halimah stayed close to Adam, delighted by the gentle breeze near the lake and the cheerful children. They ran around and fought over toys to play with.

"Don't you want to have children as soon as possible, Adam? So you can have descendants, who will be your successor in the future, and pray for you constantly?"

Halimah stared at her son, Adam, remaining silent. However, a second later, Adam smiled and nodded his head at Halimah, his mother.

"Of course, Adam really wants to, Mother, but deep down, he's not yet settled. I don't know, Mother; he himself is still confused about his feelings."

"You must be able to forget Naura and distance her from your heart. If you can do that, you will find the stability to marry and find a life partner, my son," Halimah looked at her son.

"Perhaps you're right. Even though I've tried to forget Naura's name and distance her from my heart, perhaps that scar still lingers, preventing me from finding the stability to move forward with marriage, Mother."

His mother knew all too well what her son was feeling. "Don't you have feelings for Diandra? She longs for you, my child. Even though she doesn't say it, I think she just hopes you'll come to her and make her your wife?"

Adam remained silent. He withdrew his gaze from his mother and turned to the clear lake. The children were still playing boisterously after hearing Adam's story.

Adam delved into his heart again. Diandra was a very kind woman to him; her face was certainly very beautiful, and she was very cheerful and energetic. She was also very wealthy, and all the good things were already in her. In fact, Diandra always accompanied him when he was still recovering and healthy.

Even after he recovered, she always helped him with everything. Even now, he and Diandra have a trustworthy and responsible partnership, establishing the Spring of Heaven, where Diandra is an advisor. Everything must be with her approval as the largest shareholder, besides himself, of course.

Adam took a deep breath. He would think carefully about what his mother had said. However, he always remembered his oath, the oath he had always sworn every Sunday.

The vow that always entangled his heart, preventing him from moving, seemed to imprison his own desires. That promise was the one he had always made to Naura: the promise that he would marry only her.

Even though Naura had betrayed him, it was sacred. If Naura could break her promise, and she did, wouldn't she be the same as Naura abandoning it?

That was what confused Adam, and perhaps it was also what robbed him of his determination to move forward towards his own future.

***

Lake Kenanga was as beautiful as ever, even more so. Anyone who gazed upon the lake would be enchanted, calming them and eliminating their anxiety.

Diandra felt the same way; the first beautiful place she saw and longed to remember was Lake Kenanga. Several beautiful butterflies were seen chasing each other, flapping their graceful wings. They flitted about, chasing each other.

They seemed to follow the rhythm of nature that God had inspired them. Like humans, they had an innate tendency to love one another. They would be complete with a life partner who would accept them, both their strengths and weaknesses.

Now, Diandra felt the same way. The desire to be loved was naturally instilled in her family, including her father, mother, and siblings. However, that wasn't complete without the presence of someone who could be her shoulder to lean on.

Diandra's hope was for a man who could take responsibility and guide her when she made mistakes or stumbled.

That figure had always been in her mind. She wanted Adam to be the only man in this world who would own her body and soul. She had fallen in love, had long felt comfortable with him, and had long harbored a desire to be the woman who always received Adam's smile every day.

A butterfly fluttered toward Diandra, creating a sense of peace. The butterfly seemed to invite her to share its sorrows and joys. It danced and circled Diandra. Diandra couldn't help but watch with its beautiful eyes.

The butterfly was even attracted to her and landed on her hijab, which covered her shoulders. Diandra remained motionless and still, filled with awe, as she glanced at the colorful butterfly. It remained still, its legs still moving back and forth, alternating between one and the other.

The butterfly's eyes were round, and its antennae continued to move back and forth. It occasionally glanced at Diandra, but Diandra tried her best to remain still and statue-like. The butterfly returned to its stillness and resumed its activity, taking turns cleaning its long legs.

Diandra couldn't help it; she wanted to touch the butterfly. Not to torture it, but simply to get a closer look and hold it in her hand. Her right hand moved slowly, getting closer and closer, ever so slowly.

Slowly but surely, the hand moved, ever so slowly. It kept getting closer, wanting to get a closer look, so Diandra had to hold it and look directly at it.

In the split second that the hand was about to grab the butterfly and grab its wings, the butterfly's eyes and antennae reacted rapidly. It had sensed danger approaching. It immediately flew and danced above Diandra. Diandra couldn't catch it, just barely.

Her earlier feeling seemed to have been confirmed. Her curiosity was quickly aroused. She had to get it! It was as if she wanted to get it no matter what. Instead, the butterfly seemed to be mocking Diandra and circling her.

Diandra became even more challenged, reaching for the butterfly. However, the butterfly's swift movements were indeed very quick to react to anything threatening. The butterfly moved away from Diandra but remained flying low.

Diandra, eager to get it, chased after it, her steps seemingly light as she walked through the grass. In fact, she even took off her sandals and followed the butterfly.

She was completely hypnotized, following the butterfly as it flew, weaving and weaving through the flowers. Diandar smiled, the sunlight shining on his face. His face looked radiant, and the butterfly's wings reflected the sunlight, reflecting off the lake water, making its flight even more beautiful, like a colorful light.

Diandra was captivated, unaware that the butterfly was approaching the lake's edge. However, as if hypnotized and so beautiful, she was captivated. Her foot accidentally slipped on the edge of the lake and passed through the flowers.

Diandra lost her balance, and the butterfly was startled and soared high into the air. Diandra didn't have time to regain her balance, and her body stumbled to the ground.

Byurrr!

From the other side of the lake, below where she was sitting, Adam had been watching Diandra play with the butterfly. However, as he approached the lake's edge, Adam became worried and shouted at Diandra to move away from the edge.

However, because they were a bit far away, Diandra didn't hear him. Adam finally got up and tried to approach Diandra to reprimand her. However, before he could reprimand her, Diandra tripped over her feet and plunged into the lake.

Adam ran fast, very fast, with all his strength. When he saw Diandra in the water, he immediately jumped in. Swimming was something he had done since childhood, especially with Syarif during swimming competitions in the lake.

Byrrr!

Adam dove in and saw Diandra struggling to breathe in front of him. He immediately swam over and grabbed Diandra's shoulders. Diandra herself seemed oblivious, only opening her mouth for oxygen, her hands splashing incoherently.

Adam's right hand immediately wrapped around Diandra's shoulders and pulled her up so her head could breathe. His left hand immediately slipped under Diandra's shoulders and brought her right and left hands together.

Adam swam backward, keeping Diandra's head up so she wouldn't swallow any more water. The sun was baking them. Adam had a little difficulty swimming to shore due to the weight he was carrying. His feet kept stomping and alternating between paddling underwater.

They struggled to reach the shore. Adam grabbed a large rock and pulled it up so they could climb up. Adam reached the steps provided for washing hands when they wanted to taste the lake water. As they arrived, Adam nodded at Diandra, encouraging him to climb up the steps built into the lake's edge.

Adam pushed Diandra's back, and she became soaked. Diandra slowly climbed up, and he followed. They were exhausted, and now at the top, Adam lay facing the sky under a large tree. His breath was still labored from his long absence from exercise and, of course, from swimming.

Diandra sat down, her whole body feeling weak, as if she had nearly died, and surviving was a profound blessing.

"Are you okay, Diandra? Cough!" Still staring at the sky and panting, Adam asked Diandra. She, too, was still tired and coughing.

"How about you, Adam?" Diandra was also gasping for breath and coughing, trying to calm herself down.

"Don't chase butterflies. You know they're very fast and hard to catch, right?"

Diandra fell silent, the sky still blue and the cool air caressing their still-wet faces.

"You, butterflies, are just like you. You fly as you please and are hard to catch. Hmmm... well, you're just like a butterfly. Am I not allowed to chase you?"

Adam fell silent and stopped speaking. Diandra's words were profound, piercing his heart quickly and precisely.