Pledge of Love Rumi
a short message

Somewhere else...

This afternoon, Nuha on his motorcycle went to A' Faqih's shop.

Because now Ziya is being invited away by Umma Hasna and Abi Rahmat who attended a Walimatul 'ursy event. In the house of one of the distant relatives of Ustadz Rahmat. And they'll probably be back later in the afternoon.

He never worried when Ziya went with his Grandma and grandfather, because the child would not fuss even if he went all day without his parents.

The motor starts to pull over for a moment before crossing. While inside? A' Faqih smiled, when he saw Noah who had been seen from a distance. He closed his notebook, then stepped out of the cashier's table, to the court waiting for the wife to get closer. For the coming of Noah was also at the command of Faqih himself.

Slowly, Noah's motorbike again drove across the road that was quite crowded vehicles passed by. Not forgetting that he looked to the left and to the right before. The bike is now perfectly parked out front.

He smiled at Faqih, who swiftly removed the helmet hook at the bottom of his chin.

"That's a hell of a', the weather."

"Yes, you want some coconut ice, right?" A'a offers, while putting the helmet that has been detached into the rear view of the motor.

"You want to, but use brown sugar."

"Yes, get in first. A'a want the Ice message."

"Yeaaay, Same is A'...." Noah pointed at one of the fruit wagons. Make Faqih look back, and find the object that the wife meant.

"Fresh fruit?"

"You rocked. But mangoes, same as kedondongnya." Noah had already swallowed his saliva, imagining the fresh sour taste of the fruit.

"Don't that neng, your stomach will hurt."

"but I want that rujak. A'a... Noah wants to."

"Oh, I don't usually like to eat a little, that's it."

Nuha. "It looks fresh tempting. Yes, yes, yes."

Faqih stared flatly, while shaking his head.

"Fresher and tempting you to A'a." he said softly as he turned and stepped away, without answering whether or not he could. Noah chuckled happily, seeing the husband walking towards the cart he had pointed at earlier.

"Yeeeeee... At buyin." Girang is not a braid, he immediately stepped in.

Where three A' Faqih employees greeted him politely.

At a table with a glass display case, Noah sat in one of his chairs. He looked at A' Faqih's phone that was on, because there was one chat message coming in.

(assalamualaikum it's me Zahra. Is A' Faqih at the stall, right now? Zahra may not come, because there is something.) That's more or less the content of the message, cut because only part of it appears on the screen is locked.

"Sister Zahra?" Naha muttered still staring at the screen of A' Faqih's mobile phone lying on the table. He was curious to open the chat message, but did not dare.

Yep... Until now, Noah still did not dare to open - not her husband's phone without permission. Unless there's a phone call, and A' Faqih is out of reach. So that makes Noah inevitably have to accept the call. Fear the call is urgent.

The light on the screen dimmed again, and now dead, Noah sighed. I don't know why she still remembers, if brother Zahra ever had a taste with her husband. Even until now the woman has not been married, could it be because?

Noah shook his head quickly, then took a stand. He does not want to think badly of a woman he already considers like his own sister.

Taaaack.... A pack of rujak has been placed A'a on the table. Noah smiled happily and opened it.

"Where's the hell?" Ask Noah.

"Later between his brothers. A'a message from siomay."

"Oh..." Noah was silent for a moment, he was not excited like before, before seeing the chat from Zahra.

His slightly stuck heart made him unable to resist grabbing A' Faqih's phone, then handed it to the man who was about to grab a piece of fresh melon in a different package. "There is a message, from brother Zahra."

Hearing the name of Zahra Faqih looking at Noah, he took off the toothpick he was holding. Then he grabbed his cell phone from Noah's hand.

"Zahra?" Ask Faqih. Noah nodded slowly.

"Yes," down. Because Faqih began to switch focus on the HP he held, then opened it. Then he handed it to Noah.

"You're the one who read it, huh."

Noah lifted his head. "Cock, Nuha?"

"Keep also not papa..." Smile, push the phone. "Nuha believed, same A' Faqih."

Faqih also sighed, "A'a ask neng who bacain loh, so bacain later tell A'a."

"Geez, can't A'a read it for yourself and immediately reply to that, right?"

"Mrs...! It's a husband's order."

Noah grabbed the phone slowly. He did not like it when Zahra suddenly sent a chat message. Then try to read it slowly, where Faqih's hand immediately grabbed Noah's hand and grasped it.

"Wallahi, just this time he sent a chat message to A'a, as long as we're married." Faqih said suddenly, as he seemed to catch a look of sadness on Noah's face.

"Why the hell, should I explain it? Nuha, so think. If all this time A'a had sent messages to Sister Zahra when she was not married to Noah? If yes, then Noah did not. So there's no need to explain anything, because it's just a matter of this short message." Noah pushed the phone again with annoyance. "Sister Zahra wants to come here. Because there's something to talk about dates."

Faqih remained silent, still staring at the wife. Which is wrong behavior for him.

"Don't squint." Whiney Nuha, who immediately turned her face away, while wiping her tears. He is the most sensitive when it comes to Zahra.

Before long the brother of the coconut ice seller, came along with his somay. Noah and Faqih were both silent.

"Thank you Bang" Faqih said, to the salesman's brother.

"Together A'..." He also passed away.

Faqih looked towards one of his employees. "Ali–"

"Yes A'?" Approaching Faqih, who was pushing a tray plan containing three siomays and three large glasses of coconut ice.

"Bring it up, have you," he said.

"Gee... Noah A'."

"Yes." Yeah."

Ali took the food to his area and friends, leaving Noah and Faqih still silent. Before long, Zahra's car came, making Noah sigh. Though the chat message has not been answered, he has come.

Until the car door opened, Zahra walked out gracefully. He made Noah look with admiration, then look at himself.

'said A'a, I am the most beautiful. But in my opinion, Brother Zahra is much prettier than me.'

"Assalamualaikum," the girl leaned over her palms in front of her chest, greeting her with a smile.

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah," Faqih and Nuha answered simultaneously.

Noah moved, the two of them did a cipika-cipiki movement and hugged each other.

"How are you, Dek?"

"Good Brother. Alhamdulillahot... Brother Zahra himself how are you?"

"Alright Alhamdulillah, today Hanifa returned home from Cairo,"

"Gee... MashaAllah's. Glad."

"Yes, tomorrow there is a tasyakuran event at home, so want to order dates to A' Faqih. You're coming yeah..."

"inshaAllah brother."

"Sit Za..." A' Faqih gave up his chair, for Zahra.

"Thank you A'..."

Faqih smiled faintly and grabbed his coffee. "You discussed this with my wife. I'm going to the mosque first."

"Well, what are you doing in the mosque? It's still two o'clock." Noah asked confused.

"No papa, there's business. Please neng." Faqih put on his coffee and sauntered away, leaving behind Zahra and Nuha.

Noah's eyes glanced at Zahra, who was still looking at Faqih's back, then bowed and tried to make out a smile.

'Just the usual look of Noah. Think good.' Noah tried to divert his bad thoughts to Zahra.