Pledge of Love Rumi
meet the Old lady

Rumi was actually trying to contain being annoyed by Debby's words, which continued to contain a sense of hopelessness. Making Rumi look a little sharp so Debby did not even dare to look at her husband back at this time.

"Dec, yes. Please dispose of such bad thoughts."

"What's so hard, I just need answers that can calm me down."

"It was answered already."

"I'm not quite satisfied with Rumi's answer,"

"What answer do you expect? Try to tell me."

"Well what cake, what will Rumi do when I can't give you a child?" Discar Debby continues, where Rumi only shook her head while beristighfar. He knows Debby's intentions, but Rumi can at least promise anything to anyone. Because he was afraid of disbelief.

"My answer will remain the same, Dek. be patient." Rumi replied still trying to soften her voice.

"Prophe doang, is that it?"

"Yes on?"

"Belton... No sensitivity, I swear insensitive." Debby threw her face back. Change her sitting position, sideways, and back to the husband.

Rumi scratched his forehead even more confused, when Debby suddenly got upset with him and then scattered with words that were rather difficult for him to answer. Indeed lately Debby is often upset and inhabits Rumi for no reason. Perhaps because of the influence of his negative thoughts, it made him so.

Silent for a moment, trying to shift the situation to a more conducive one between himself and his wife. He moved for a while, a little forward.

"Sir, don't lure me to hug you from behind yeah, it's a public place. If you don't debate, don't stay here. Go home first, it's good in the room." Rumi's whisper, made Debby dilate her eyeballs.

"What the hell, again marahan said that?" He said as he turned his head and pushed Rumi's shoulder which even chuckled.

"Loh really, right? Angry first. Mending we go home yuk continued at home, even exclaimed richly. You want to be angry what rich, whatever. If it's here, I can't give you an antidote to your anger."

"Sister Rumi...!"

"Haha." Rumi laughed when she saw Debby smiling a little, at least the wife could laugh and forget about the unimportant language earlier.

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A few minutes passed, after successfully melting the atmosphere. Debby is feeling a little thirsty.

"Husband?"

"Emmm?"

"I thirst. Wanna drink."

"I'm looking for a drink first, won't I?"

"No, I just want to be here."

"Yes I've stayed, I've only been a minute."

"Yes Brother. You want it cold."

"Yes Zaujatti." Rumi rubbed Debby's head and walked away looking for a beverage dealer.

In her solitude Debby decides to open her social media account. There are many photos of him and Rumi, who are more photos of Ruminya anyway, whether eating, drinking. Or is working. Debby smiled too.

"I'm a good paparazzi for my husband. Photos cool. Darling sister Rumi doesn't have a sosmed account so can't tag her." Debby murmured while scrolling through her phone screen.

Soon, a woman came with a large stomach.

"Excuse me, I can sit here for a while. I'm out of sightseeing so a little tired."

"Oh please, Mom." Debby allowed the middle-aged woman to sit down. Looks like her stomach is very large, it looks like she is eight years pregnant nine months. He looked to the left and right. "Mother alone?"

"Yes, I'm alone."

"Geez, you're pregnant and you're walking alone."

The middle-aged woman chuckled, "It's okay that I'm used to it."

"But it's a little risky, ma'am."

"How else, my husband is on duty outside the area. So don't want to be alone. Some of my house is near, around here too, the road is not far."

"Can, please." Said the mother. Debby smiled, touching the large belly of the woman sitting next to her.

"MashaAllah is so funny, this is the second pregnancy, Mom…?"

"Alhamdulillah is first."

"First?"

"Yes" the mother replied with a smile.

"Yes my. Sorry, can I ask you a question?"

"Please."

"Has mom married her late?"

"Not even me and my husband have been married more than twenty years."

"Twenty years? And this is mom's first child?" Ask Debby.

"Yes, because I was empty for twenty years. I thought between me and my husband that I would never get offspring. I even took care of my sister's child, who happened to have many children because her KB program did not work well. And who would have thought, when the marriage went to the age of twenty. I didn't have my period, I thought I had early menopause. It was even positive to be pregnant." A beaming smile appeared on the pregnant woman's face next to Debby. While rubbing his stomach.

"MashaAllah, Thank God for once." Debby was touched by the mother's story.

"Mother alone is here alone?"

"I'm the same husband, but I'm buying water."

"Oh, newlyweds?"

"No, I've been married almost two years." Smilingly.

"Oh... How many kids do you have?"

"Thank God it has not been loved by you."

"Geez, just be patient. See, I just can't expect to get pregnant after twenty years' worth of emptiness? Nothing is impossible if God wills."

Debby smiled, as if her spirit was back. He also nodded slowly. "Hopefully, I'll get a baby soon."

"Aamiin's." The mothers agreed, both of them chuckled. Simultaneously, Rumi who was already standing not far from Debby's chair was also happy, apparently he heard a glimpse of the pregnant woman's words. And he was grateful, seeing Debby start to laugh, and cheerful again. Though they had just known, but Debby was most good at opening a chat, so the pregnant woman also seemed to feel comfortable when talking to the young woman next to her.

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Before the time of Dzuhur arrived, the two decided to go home. On the way, there was no longer a grim face durja that from yesterday - yesterday emanated in the face of the wife.

This is what makes Rumi feel grateful.

"I don't know, the mothers were pregnant with their first child. After twenty years of waiting."

"Oh yes?"

"Yes" replied Debby excitedly.

"Alhamdulillah yes, that's why I ask you to be patient deck."

"Yes, but right. After the doctor told me I was in trouble, I got scared."

"The doctor will only judge, while God is almighty, over all human destinies. So why worry. The mercy of God is greater than anything else, keep praying and praying."

Debby smiling. "Yes Rumi's sister."

"How now? Want to continue her pregnancy therapy program?" Rumi asked as she rubbed her head. Debby nodded slowly.

"But don't be upset if my mood is bad."

"When have I ever been upset with you, if you are angry is unclear after therapy? In addition, not only therapy you like to lash out unclear. I've memorized, any situation that makes you grumble." Said Rumi, Debby was grinning, she touched the cheek of the husband.

"And said Rumi's sister the woman was made of crooked ribs. So must always be patient when facing my crooked self."

"Yes, but bend you it's almost every day, Deck." Rumi glanced cynically.

"Hahaha, fortunately my husband is patient. Favoured. Gemes is." Debby pulled Rumi's cheek and laughed as Rumi turned her head while opening her mouth to bite her hand.