Pledge of Love Rumi
longing ringing

Debby's back in the room...

Walk towards the bed while removing her hair. He grabbed the cell phone lying there.

I saw a message from my husband.

(Have you slept?) That's how the message is. There were three missed calls.

Debby smiled and called her husband's number again. No need to wait long, the call has been received Rumi.

"Assalamualaikum, deck." The husband's greeting from sebrang made Debby smile, she also sat leaning on her bed while hugging a pillow.

"Moskalamic. Sorry, brother, I just from below kept chatting for a while with Abi."

"Oh... What chat?"

"Not much, just a faith charger."

"That's it, now how?"

"Yes... It's been better. Tomorrow Abi invite me to join tabligh."

Rumi who was sebrang smiled, his position was currently sleeping on his back, with his left arm as his head pad. While his eyes were pointing to the ceiling of the room.

"MashaAllah, which area is Dek?"

"No idea, Abi hasn't told you yet."

"What time?"

"Four ten."

Rumi thought for a moment, "oh... Kirain afternoon. So I can pick us up and walk home."

"Walk?"

"Yes, use a motor."

"Indeed not tired, like going straight back, is that it?"

"No. If you have met you? I'm tired of being lost."

"Damn... Rumi said that." Whiney.

"Well, is there something wrong?" Rumi smile.

"No, but I want to be in the hug."

Rumi chuckles. "Oh want to be in the hug, huh? Right here... Here I hug."

"At. iih, fishing for it."

"Apaan is not deck. Seriously, he wants to be in the arms. Here I hug."

"Yes how? 'far away, '" Debby hugged the pillow tightly in her lap. Because of the great longing, but only tonight Rumi did not sleep next to him. She had already felt the longing for the husband's embrace.

"Use the strength of your heart, close your eyes."

"Better that? If I close my eyes."

"Let's just say it, try to close his eyes."

"really yes... Just be careful if you don't." Debby closed her eyes.

"Don't you think so?"

"No..."

"Liar, this is me hugging you. Time is not hard."

"No power, really, brother. What did you hug?" He opened his eyes because he knew it was ridiculous.

"Roll cushion," Rumi replied as she chuckled.

"Hemmmm," grunts.

"But this bolster, rich little you. It feels like you're hurting" Rumi laughed.

"Iiiihhhh I'm in the same rowdy same bolster, really bad huh?"

"Sister Rumi is yes."

"Hehehe... Kangen, Deck."

Debby smiling. "Same brother," replied Debby with a slight whimper.

"Duh Gusti's... Add kangen I become."

"Hehehe, I didn't go home last night."

"Yes, hopefully just last night." Rumi glanced at the wall clock. "It's ten o'clock past Deck. Sleep well..."

"Can't sleep. Now don't sleep."

"But on the meat."

"No way, it is usually read sholawat prophet same brother."

"Yes, I'll take it from here."

"Yes," Debby stretched her body, then pressed the speaker button.

"Pray first,"

"It."

"When?"

"It's just in the heart." Chuckles. "Sister Rumi doain me."

"And I often doain you Deck, whenever I touch your head before bed, and I kiss your forehead. That's me praying for you."

"It's a prayer before the rhyming."

"Dong dong babe... This is prayer asking for goodness. As Rosulullah read to Aisha."

"really?"

"Yes. I want a little story?"

"That's why I like the story." Debby is excited, she waits for the romantic story that Rumi always tells before going to bed.

"Yes.so Aisha Radhiyallahu Anhu once asked to be prayed by Rosulullah Saw. Then he wholeheartedly raised both his hands, honoured.

'Allohummaghfir li ‘aa-isyata ma taqoddama min zanbiha wa maa ta-akhkhoro wa maa asarrot wa maa a’lanat.’ to completion, Aisha laughed even to lower her head until it fell into the lap of His Majesty Muhammad Saw. So happy."

"MashaAllah's... Then?"

"After that, Rosulullah Saw, asked Aisyah. 'Does my prayer make you happy?' and Aisyah answered again. 'how am I not happy with your prayer?' seeing the spoiled manner of Aisha Rosulullah smiled."

"What does it mean?"

"the meaning? 'O Allah, forgive the sin of Aisha who was and is later, who is hidden and who is blatant.' Well if for my wife, I change her name. It's."

"MashaAllah, Rosulullah Saw, how dear is Ayesha?"

"Actually the same affection of all his wives, but he seemed to pay more attention to Princess Abu bakr Ash-Shiddiq. Because at the time of marriage Rosulullah Saw was still nine years old."

"You're so young, you're still young, aren't you?"

"Either, it was the ancients of the deck. Maybe that age is enough."

"Oh..."

"Yes, now better sleep, Dek..."

"Yes I slept, but read the usual prayer."

"MashaAllah is yes." Rumi also recited a prayer for the wife, then began to chat even via cell phone, but Debby seemed to feel the comfort, especially the sound of Rumi soft.

Up to almost an hour Rumi sholawat, even he himself was also sleepy.

"Daddy, are you asleep?" Rumi made sure, from sebrang there is no validity. "Alhamdulillah, I'll turn it off. Good night to Zaujatti."

PIC... The call was turned off, where Rumi immediately put it on the table, while he himself began to close his eyes to sleep.

Seriate...