Pledge of Love Rumi
debby's fear

Tonight, on the first day of Shawwal.

Rumi was silent in her room, she was sitting in a study chair, with a gaze pointing towards the glass window of her room.

He was thinking about something, about what Abinya said earlier, when the Ulum family had just left his house, after having been in touch with their family.

(Flashback is on)

At that time Ustadz Irsyad walked into the kitchen area, approaching the child who was drinking mineral water in his glass.

"Rumi, Abi wants to talk for a second." Sit in front of Rumi.

"Speak what bi?" Rumi asked as she lowered her glass.

"What do you think, Safa?"

"Hows it? Mean Abi?"

"According to Abi's observation. That girl seems to admire you."

The deg...!

"What is this guy talking about? There's no way Safa would admire Rumi."

"If so, how?" Ask Abi Irsyad.

"Rumi doesn't know." Answer Rumi.

"Kok don't know?"

"You how? Rumi knew Safa was a brother, so yes rich can't be more than that."

"Is that so? But if you turn out to be a match, how?" Ask Abi Irsyad again.

Rumi chuckled, "Abi didn't mean to match Rumi up with Safa did she?" Rumi asked who had caught it from her father.

"Not really. But seeing the girl's gaze was like no other to you. Abi was afraid that it would be a problem for her." Answer Abi Irsyad. "However, if one day you, Abi's match with Safa would you?"

Abi Irsyad's question left Rumi dumbfounded.

"A..me?" Rumi suddenly stuttered, her hand that was holding a glass was trembling. To make Abi Irsyad touch Rumi's hand.

"Not now Rumi, you still have to go to school and work well. You can marry a girl."

"Abi–" exclaimed Umma Rahma at that time, making Abi Irsyad immediately turned his head for a moment, and looked back at Rumi.

"Safa is the woman of Soleha, and there is no blood relation with us either. So you can marry her, if you're willing." Then Abi Irsyad continued before finally waking up after Rahma called him back.

(Flashback is off)

Rumi sighed, actually. There was no feeling between her and Safa. What else the girl he already knew as a brother, would definitely be very awkward if suddenly became a wife.

But the time is still very long, it should not be too necessary in the mind at this time.

Rumi was just trying to be nice, she did not dare to go ahead of destiny.

Because when you're a mate, want to refuse like anything? He will still inhabit our hearts. And Rumi doesn't want to kufur over it.

A ringing of the phone made him gasp.

Deborah called...

Rumi, sighing she was just observing the screen, without answering.

I don't know... Despite the curiosity, why did Debora call him tonight?

Just being quiet while waiting for the phone to stop ringing, was a wise decision for him. Anyway, what do you want to talk about?

He won't be able to speak freely with Debby.

Twice the ringing was not answered by Rumi. Finally a short message came in.

Rumi grabbed the phone, opened it, and read the text of the message.

(Why not get picked up anyway? I just want to ask, does the month of Shawwal have to fast as well?) That is the message.

Rumi read it flat, then typed something, then put down her phone again and walked out of the room.

While in Bandung, already smiling when getting a reply from his alim puja man.

(The Shawwal fast is Sunnah.can run it berahala, but if not also innocent. For the Muslims and Muslim women), Rumi replied.

Debby is back typing something.

(That's it? oh... I read the book, it was over one day. Great I hehehe) replied later. He waited again, and there was no reply. Deborah snorted again.

"Basic... He likes it so much. Good thing it's handsome." Debby is upset.

For a moment his focus was distracted by a fairly loud voice, outside. So Debora moved on, and decided to get out.

And sure enough, there he also found his aunt who had long settled in Jakarta. Da... Aunt Mary, or now her name is changed to Maryam.

Chinese-ethnic women, but hijab after deciding to convert. He was standing at the door with a gift under his feet.

"Go back, don't you show your face in front of us."

"Koh..? I just want to connect the family rope again." He spoke softly, with teary eyes.

"Family rope? You decided that yourself, right? And you chose that Muslim man too? Now what? You must have approached us again because you've already dumped that guy, right? Because you don't need it anymore, and you choose polygamy? Hmh!" Debby's father's brother scolded her.

"Really, koh Antoni. I don't feel dumped by bang Akhri. I am also divorced not because of the polygamous Akhri bang. But because?"

"Because what? The point is that you have felt it, the impact of yourself betraying this family! after being willing to change beliefs for a man who is addicted to polygamy." Lecar Margaretha. Debby's father's sister, too.

"Astagfirullah al'azim, I converted to Islam not for the sake of bang Akhri. All because of my love for Islam."

"no need to preach, go there! Get out of here!" Excited Margaretha, then. She already hated her eldest sister, because as a result of Merry's conversion from Catholic to Muslim, her mother suffered a heart attack, and was ultimately not saved.

Because at that time, Merry made the announcement to move faith when it arrived Christmas Eve and he said it in front of all the big families under the Christmas tree, eight years ago.

Deborah who saw that, who was in the midst of her brothers was just stunned. He seemed to be imagining that he was in his position. Debby looked down, she felt unbearable with the tant.

"Koh Yohan, the host is here. Koh Yohan just accepted me. He didn't throw me out at all, so you don't have the right to throw me out either." Said Maryam, staring softly at her brother.

"Koh Yohan! Firm dong, here sturdy the oldest loh. Merry shouldn't be here. He's already hurt Papih and Mamih." Margaret Said. On the figure of the man who was just staring expressionlessly at Merry.

"Koh? Sturdy love Merry, sturdy never hate Merry. Merry's here because he missed eight years after not seeing you. Especially Sturdy." His words were raspy with a groggy look.

Debby's father touched the sister's face. "Go home, and don't come here again."

That's all Debby's dad can say, then turn his back, walk away from the crowd. Margaretha and Antoni forced her out of the house.

"Mary Maryam." Debby murmured, no heart. Not to mention the whispers of his cousins who like to sneer at his aunt.

Debby stepped into her room, she felt sad because if it happened to her, could she live so hard alone? While all the big families exiled him? Debby grabs the book from Rumi, then hugs her.

"What if Rumi Is Like Om Akhri? Could I have survived like Aunt Maryam?" His wife, in the room alone.

Because according to what he heard, many pious men can not be loyal to one wife.