Pledge of Love Rumi
memories of wounds

Maryam beristighfar tried to control herself.

"What a beautiful read. I was also touched, it seemed like the ustadz who was under the salary at once while reading." said a woman who was about sixty years old, on the left side of Maryam. Where Maryam immediately smiled at the old woman.

"Yes Mom. It was very beautiful" Maryam replied, wiping her own tears with a tissue that Debby held out. Mary looked straight ahead. His blank look took him to a time.

Time he regretted the most, a silly decision he never really wanted.

#Flashback is on#

That night was a dinner with the Kyai Mukhlis family. There were some relatives of other clerics present.

Some of the mothers gathered at the same table. Adjacent to their respective partners.

"Kyai Rozak is absent, today?" Ask Kyai Mukhlis.

"Yes, he is accompanying his daughter who is giving birth to her second child" replied one of the men there.

"MashaAllah's... How much is that his grandson?"

"Looks eight. Kyai."

"Allahu Akbar's... MashaAllah." Chuckles.

"This is Ce Maryam, looking a bit full? Could she be pregnant?" Ask a lady.

"Afwan, I have been eating a lot lately, so this is not because I am pregnant" replied Maryam politely. Where is Ustadz Akhri who is next to him smiling. Touching the hand of Maryam who was on her lap, rubbed gently.

"Then anyway? Not been found out yet maybe? I may not be pregnant. If you're pregnant, you usually eat a lot." Nyai's mother's words made the one over there chuckle. Unlike Ummi Salma who just stay still, enjoy the food. Without laughing.

Until the time is getting late, where the guests have gone home, there are only a few ustadz and habib who are still at home chatting with Akhri and other Akhri brothers.

Umm Salma glanced at Maryam who was sitting politely, on one of the sofas. He played with his nephews who loved Mary.

he approached and sat down next to Mary.

"Maryam, Ummi wants to talk. Can you?"

He smiled, "can Ummi."

"We go to the corner there yuk," take Umm Salma to the corner of the room, where there is a single sofa but rather long, can be sat two people.

Ummi, what do you want to say? Maryam wondered inwardly as she caught up with her mother-in-law.

Both of them sat quietly. Seen a look of seriousness there, Umm Salma seemed to want to talk seriously.

"Maryam knew Akhri was Ummi's only son?"

"Maryam also knows that this is a big boarding house." He said, making Maryam nod. "When Ummi heard you had a thyroid disorder, which caused infertility in your uterus, it really made Ummi sad. And concerned for you."

"Yes Ummi, but Maryam is okay. Even Bang Akhri did not dispute that. We've been discussing." Smilingly.

Umm Salma was silent for a moment. "But I don't agree with the outcome of your discussion."

"Don't agree? Mean Ummi?"

"Ummi does not want, Akhri has adopted children. Who Ummi wants, the biological descendant."

The deg...!

Maryam stared when she heard that. He thought, after a long discussion, everything could go smoothly. But it doesn't seem?

"You know, this boarding school needs a new leader, from the original descendants of Abdul Aziz. If there is a child present here, but has no blood from my son, how can he replace Abinya?"

Mary's eyes began to tear up, she felt worry over the words of her mother-in-law.

"Don't be selfish. Because we wouldn't be perfect, if we couldn't give birth to a husband."

Merry's hands squeezed each other. "So, what should Maryam Ummi do?"

"Give it, the right to have children. Even if she has to marry again."

Yes Rabbi...

a speck of water that was collected, in his eye bag was immediately dropped just like that. Maryam was really like being hit by a very heavy object on her chest.

"But? Can Maryam talk to bang Akhri first?" Ask with weight.

"Speak, and persuade him. All for the good of you two too. And if necessary, force him." For a moment he saw a female santri who politely lowered her head, while carrying some dirty dishes past the two. "You see that? Kania. She's a girl who looks fertile, her rote is also good. She deserves to be Akhri's second wife."

Mary was no longer able to sit next to her mother-in-law. But he could do nothing but shut up, rubbing his wet eyes. But at that time Maryam really wanted to cry.

##Flashback is off##

'time has passed long enough. Where, you always decorate my days with the beautiful verses of God as a method to educate me. I was never disappointed with everything I felt in that house. One thing I always remember? I once had a good husband in my life, even though I ended up having to share my love with my honey. You're still a husband I can never forget, all the love you gave me made me hard to forget.'

Mary wiped her tears again, trying to reconcile with her past.

'Ustadz Akhri, may you always be happy, with Nia and your children. I'm just an imperfect woman, who deserves to live alone without a partner.'

That's how Merry, he who has tried hard to dispel his thoughts so as not to lean into the bad things about his ex-husband and family, making him more mature.

Let her Love now be sheltered in silence. Not because he gave up on conditions, but rather than being disappointed. She prefers to avoid that one feeling, a feeling that will make her give up her husband again, due to guilt when she can not give the right of descent to her husband later.