Pledge of Love Rumi
heart Shocks Rumi

After finishing talking outside with his wife, Rumi saw Mr. Kyai very cool to talk with Jimmy.

The man whose laugh may be five centimeters shorter than Rumi, but has less argument than Rumi who answers more than asking the interlocutor.

There was also a pak kyai's awkwardness when responding to Jimmy who was telling a story.

"That's why I'm not married." Jimmy said, as Rumi was sitting next to him.

"Hopefully get a replacement. Great you mah. Can survive alone, and more sustain his hijrah."

"But still, my faith goes up and down Mr. Kyai."

"His name is also human. It is natural that his faith goes up and down. Ever heard the story of the Prophet's friend who felt sad when he considered himself a hypocrite? Because they feel when they are close to Rosulullah Saw, their faith rises. But when he was far away, his faith came down. And what is the answer of Prophet Muhammad? – if your faith can go up and never go down, then you will be able to shake hands with angels.– no man whose faith goes up. It will certainly go down, or at least unstable, even then sometimes there is a time to go down even though the stages are not so down. That's a normal thing." Said mr. Kyai.

"Yes anyway... I wish it could be better. Like this one." Jimmy pointed at Rumi with his thumb to the side.

"I also have unstable faith Jim."

"But mending, than me."

"Sawang sinawang mah if my Abi said. What you see is not what I feel. Not much different, just trying to stabilize."

"Well, hopefully I can be like that."

"Aamiin..." Rumi and Pak Kyai answered almost simultaneously. Pak Kyai sees Meida giving a code that the food is ready.

"Yuk is in... We eat together." Take Pak kyai while moving, invite Rumi and Jimmy. They stood up and followed Kyai's footsteps.

***

In Jakarta...

Rumi just arrived. He immediately turned off the engine and said Hamdallah. Fatigue due to driving makes him a little stretch on the bike, after that down. While removing his gloves he several times exhaled to dispel the taste of cape that whack.

Geck... Geck... Rumi knocked on the door. Because time has shown ten o'clock late at night.

He even occasionally massaged his sore nape.

"Yes Allah... It feels more and more here the less powerful back and forth Bandung." Rumi muttered as she knocked on the door occasionally.

Until shortly the sound of the door lock was heard.

And I saw Abi Irsyad with eyes that narrowed slightly because they just woke up.

"Assalamualaikum, Abi."

"Walaikumsalam. You just got home?"

"Yes," Rumi replied after peeping the back of her Abinya's hand. Abi Irsyad's hand gently rubbed Rumi's shoulder.

"You go to Bandung and stay overnight. Abi can't bear to see you like this."

"If you're looking at Debby's, Bi."

"If not take your wife."

"No need to be Bi, Rumi is still capable. Rumi's job isn't much in the office. Even if it is brought back tomorrow. Even the Debby is overachieved," replied Rumi. The two walked slowly together after Abi Irsyad locked the main door. And stop in front of the stairs.

"Yes, rest there."

"Yes Bi. Abi as well," Rumi replied as she waltzed away. Abi Irsyad returned to his room.

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"Loh, haven't slept?" Ask Rumi who is now walking closer and sit next to Debby. There was no answer from Debby who just turned her face away. "Zaujatti–"

"Who?"

"What?" Rumi asked confusedly.

"Kh..."

"Yes Allah... Remember that dream?"

"It feels real. I'm sad." Debby hugged Rumi's body.

"Geez, I said don't think about it. Which is even stirring up your own soul."

Debby wiped her tears. "No want Rumi's sister, I really don't want Rumi's sister to get married again."

"What do you read? Or maybe just watch what?"

"The film adaptation of the novel book, about a husband who secretly remarried because he wanted to help a woman who was about to commit suicide because of pregnancy outside marriage."

"Astagfirulah... Your dream is weird."

"Yes, but it could be a sign."

Rumi scratched her forehead with her index finger. "Yes already... Don't mind."

"Sister? In Bandung, there's a pretty girl, isn't there?"

"lots... You just do that." Rumi chuckled as Debby pushed her body, then grabbed Debby's body again, hugging her.

"Seriously I have it."

"I answered seriously too. That pretty girl is a lot. I just remember I had a wife, which is you." Rumi replied with discomfort, because he always felt palpitations when he saw Meida. But he did not dare to tell a story, he was quiet enough in his heart.

"Oh, really, always remember me when you had a taste for another woman?"

"Astagfirullah. yes dear."

Debby felt a little relieved, she let go of Rumi's embrace. Then she took off the bag that was still in her husband's arms.

"Bring it there.... Take a break soon."

Rumi kissed Debby's cheek. Then get out of the bed and walk to the toilet to take a shower.

After bathing, he also slept next to the wife who had fallen asleep first.

In his supine position he stared at the ceiling. His mind was still empty but suddenly remembered the smile of the woman's crescent moon, which greeted some people on the side near the mosque, and turned to her greeting after giving a treat. He also touched his chest again, the pounding in the chest was really felt even to the point of causing zulzilu* in his veins.

*(zilzal test that can be said shock in the heart. This test makes a person's heart wobble.)

Indeed, some times he often went to Meida's counter when he was there. As if like a magnet that attracts him to keep coming, it is the desire to meet every time in Bandung that makes him never miss an opportunity though. Whatever the reason, like this afternoon after Dzuhur. He stopped by the girl's counter before lunch to buy a data package. It was only for a moment, but he was happy to see the girl.

Though if you see the data package Rumi is still a lot, three days ago he just filled in the Meida counter as well.

Rumi rubbed his face, he was a bitighfar.

It was enough to imagine that face, one that she should not have to respond to, even though there was no intention in her heart to remember Meida. Until finally Rumi turned to Debby, he kissed the wife many times and kept Debby awake.

"What's? I'm sleepy." Debby's whine with her eyes still closed, but she resigned when the fondling for fondling continued to rain on him.

"Awhile, Deck... Just a few minutes." Said Rumi, who chose to invite Debby to rhyme, in order to dispel the zulzilu that increasingly made him unable to let go of Meida's shadow.