Pledge of Love Rumi
the thing that Jimmy said

Tomorrow morning...

When the sun began to appear, Rumi was helping the wife to dry the clothes she was washing earlier in the washing machine.

While Debby was resting her body because of the dizziness and excitement that she suddenly felt after waking up.

Actually, the job of washing clothes has always been his job. Not because Debby was lazy to do the job, but? It was nice to be able to do that job. Another reason was just to make Debby feel more comfortable living in this house, by not charging her much homework.

Even Debby's job is only limited to cooking and ironing. The rest were done by Ustadz Irsyad and Rumi. Like sweeping and mopping, even Abi Irsyad to do the work before the dawn prayer all in order to precede his son-in-law in the affairs of improving hehehe.

Back at Rumi, who only one shirt left the middle he installed in the hanger and he hung on the clothesline pole. then walked in while carrying an empty bucket that he used as a container of clean clothes, then he returned it to the laundry room.

"Sister Rumi–" Debby went down the stairs with a sense of unease looking for the husband who was in the kitchen. "Sister...."

"Yes Dek? I'm in the kitchen." Sweeping by hand work pouring hot water into the glass half and then reach the water with normal temperature, to mix it so as not to overheat.

"My company is sleeping." Debby's whine hugged her husband's body from behind.

"Awhile yeah. I'm making tea for you."

"Lama–"

"It's over." Rumi stirred the drink slowly, until the clear water slowly began to turn red.

slowly Rumi let go of Debby's hand and twisted her body, touching the wife's forehead later.

"Geez, add the heat of the Deck. Just go to the doctor, yes" asked Rumi.

"No. He wants to be in your town. That's enough."

"She still needs to see a doctor. Let the medicine heal quickly."

"I want to sleep, with you."

Rumi relented, reaching for a glass of warm sweet tea she had just made, and then embracing Debby's shoulder.

"Yuk... Bobo. But promise to sleep."

"Yes, you don't work either. Just stay in bed with me."

"Yes..."

"It's not so sincere."

"Ikhlas darling. I'm sleeping."

The two walked out of the kitchen to the stairs. Because indeed, Rumi has begun to understand Debby's character who is easily sulking.

Until you enter the room. Rumi asked his wife to drink the tea and then lay down the body of the wife.

"Sorry, last night you took a shower at twelve. Looks like you got in the wind."

"Yes, anyways brother Rumi tumben. I remember after from Bandung. Usually tomorrow, about Rumi's body is not so tired."

Rumi smiled faintly, she gently rubbed Debby's forehead. Pulling the wife's hair back. All because of the zulzilu in his heart.

"Rest yes. Tomorrow is no longer." Rumi kissed Debby's face when she recalled Meida's face.

Is it true, when like this? Satan will incessantly tempt faith when there is little shaky feeling in his heart.

Hearing a not-so-obvious whisper, Debby turned her head with a smile.

"Say what earlier?"

"Flame." Rumi answered with a smile and again buried his face dredged in the neck of the wife.

"Yesaaa...." Debby was slightly surprised to feel a small bite on her neck. "Astagfirullah again why the hell is this guy?"

"Not just love you." Rumi gives another love stamp on his wife's collarbone.

"I'm sick again, don't ask for rations." Debby chuckles in amusement.

"No, no." Rumi tightened her embrace. With several times still attacking Debora with that kiss.

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Time passed, after Azhar Rumi sat pensively on the balcony of the terrace. Thinking of something, which made him feel jealous when Jimmy called him this afternoon.

## Flashback is on.

📞 "According to Rumi, a man like me. Can you like women of the clerical lineage?"

"Who forbid?" Rumi chuckles.

📞"Then you. I have been interested since I met a few times. Just yesterday I felt like it. But I doubt it and realize who am I? She who? It is like water with oil. Looks like I'm gonna have a hard time getting it."

"Well in the power..." Ledek Rumi, with a smile. "If you may know which son of a cleric? Or if not, which one?"

📞 "you know no huh? Haha."

"Whatever the hell, Jim. I want to help you with prayer. Haha."

📞"No papa with prayer. What matters is qobul." Chuckles.

"So which one, huh?"

📞 "People near our office. Mr. Kyai's son we met yesterday."

The deg...! Rumi was silent. Then cleared "May... Meida meant?"

📞 "Jeez kesebak. Hahaha yes, brother. Honestly, I admired her several times and admired Meida more since last night. I can't even sleep thinking about him."

Rumi smiled wryly. "Just meet Kyai again, then pin his daughter."

📞 "Maybe it'll be soon I do."

## Flashback is off.

Rumi squeezed his head. He feels stress himself. Why was there such a bad feeling in his heart when he heard it from Jimmy. Shouldn't he be happy and happy. The thing is, the girl also made her heart tremble. Until there is a sense of unrequited when he heard Jimmy admire Meida.

While he himself is married, he should not feel jealous.

Yep... Such is the heart of man, we can not peg it with a strong faith. Because of love, admiration even love that comes, by means of stealth and whether from when he dwells, then cause turmoil that is not good to be absorbed too deeply. Just remember your partner, then hope to be a shield that will hold us back from acting further.