Pledge of Love Rumi
Special guest 2

Looks like this is a dream, not– Debby trying to pull her own cheek. It's paining...

He was not hallucinating when he saw his parents coming, Mama who immediately hugged him tightly and then kissed his daughter's face with longing and worry that had soared the soul throughout her journey from Bandung earlier.

"Debby, Mama's son." Lady Brigitta rubbed the child's cheek gently. Debby still couldn't believe it.

"Ma–ma here? Mama know Debby's here?"

"Yes, Mama's daughter-in-law told me last night. So this morning it's straight on." Mama said as she glanced at her husband who was staring at Rumi.

She remembers her husband's anxiety when she told him she was bleeding, and had to observe him in the hospital.

"Sit down Pa, Ma." Rumi offers.

"You–"

"I..yeah, Pa?"

"How could something like this happen to my daughter?" Tanya Tuan Yohan stared intently at Rumi. "You're saying my son slipped, then knew of the bleeding and was apparently pregnant?"

"was? Because Rumi actually doesn't know if Debby's pregnant."

"don't know? how can you not know if your own wife is pregnant with your child?"

"Pa– papa?" Call Debby. But it was stopped with Mr. Yohan's hand raised.

"How many months?"

"Ten Weeks," replied Rumi.

"God...! During that time my son was pregnant with your child? But you don't know?"

"Sorry Pa, maybe Rumi's lacking attention."

"Yes....! You have been paying less attention to my son. If I can't take care of my daughter, just give her back, let me take her again." Said Mr. Yohan ketus, make Rumi his own wave.

"Ja... Don't Pa. Rumi will try again to pay attention to Debby."

"Can you hold that word of yours?"

"Papa, have– don't get madin Rumi. Let alone Rumi's sister, Debby herself did not realize it," said Debby who felt unbearable to see Rumi in the corner.

"See that? My son is playing you?" Designating Debby. There was laughter from Mrs Brigitta.

"Once again forgive Rumi, Pa." Rumi lowered her head, not knowing what to say anymore.

"Pa?" Debby held out one hand.

"What's? Papa came all the way here worried? Apparently when he got here just to hear you defend him, but Papa was angry with him for defending you?"

"Yes my... No, Pa. But right?"

"Why? Don't like Papa coming? Look, papa came instead of being greeted with longing even a lot of dumbfounded."

Debby shed her tears, she rubbed quickly with a smile. "Suka– loves it. Here Pa, hug Debby. Debby's missing."

"liying right? You said that was just to persuade Papa?" Mr. Yohan still had not approached his daughter, while Mrs Brigitta again chuckled silently. Because that is the character of Debby's father, who looks fierce but actually he is very loving.

"No, Pa, really. Right here... Debby kangen Papa's. Wanted to hug Papa."

"This is you asking." Mr. Yohan approached and hugged his daughter tightly.

"Geez, Papa, is that right? The one who hugged Debby was papa?"

Mr. Yohan smiled. Then let go of his embrace. "Look at this face. Papa right?"

"Hiks... Papa–" Debby again stretches out her hands asking to be hugged.

"My darling..."

"Huwaaaaa– is happy to be called a darling again."

"My spoiled son."

"Again... Again.." whine Debby spoiled.

"My son who likes to stick, while rubbing his cheek Papa."

"Baaaaa.... That one doesn't have to remember."

"Haha..." Mr. Yohan laughed, as did Mrs Brigitta.

Rumi who saw it was also a little touched, he felt happy, then allowed the mother-in-law to sit down.

"Please Ma."

"Abi was in Asemka, because my twin sister gave birth last night."

"Gee... A boy or a girl?"

"He gave birth to twins, thank God all men."

"Thank God then, the important healthy all." Miss Brigitta said. They looked back at Debby and her father, who were still telling me something. It looks like his spirit seems to be back on fire, and if it is observed? It seems Rumi knows, Debby's nature is down from whom. He also chuckles.

"What's up?"

"No Ma. It's good to see Debby laughing with Papa."

"Mama, as long as Debby's out of the house. Dad never laughed before. This time, Mama was moved when she saw them close again. Aaaa.... God bless both."

Rumi smiled faintly. Before long a knock on the door was heard.

"Assalamualaik." Say hello to ustadz Irsyad while entering. He still wears Koko and the same jacket he wore last night. A sign that he has not yet returned home.

"Walaikumsalam Abi" replied Rumi and Debby simultaneously.

"Gee... Any guests?" Ustadz Irsyad sparkled and immediately approached Debby's father, who had welcomed him as well but with a different expression, he was much more friendly to his Abinya. "How are you, Mr Yohan?"

"good. How about your own?"

"I am the same. Let's sit down."

"Thank you, that's when my son got angry."

"Oh yeah?" Ustadz Irsyad chuckles.

"Yes, is that okay?"

"No problem, just get angry again."

"Sound to yourself, right? I've got permission from your Abi to scold you again."

"Haha..." Ustadz Irsyad laughed and invited him to sit down.

It felt warm atmosphere in the room, because Abi and Papa chatted as if without restrictions, even though they were both religious leaders who although different but seemed tolerant between the two. The things discussed are also diverse, and from there Rumi or Debby feel calmer. When one problem is resolved well, and seen from papa and mama who are willing to chat casually with Abi Irsyad was like opening the veil of difference between them.

'Papa... Thank you for coming for me.' Inner Debby who was holding Rumi's hand tightly, where the warm smile was perfectly on Rumi's lips, returned the wife's gaze.

Not long after, a knocking sound was heard Rumi again approached and opened the door of the VIP room.

"Assalamualaik."

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah, let's go in Aunty." Rumi.

Mary smiled in thanks, then walked in. There was a bit of a sense of surprise when he saw Debby's parents there but soon he greeted the two.

"Coko, is Cece here?"

"Hmmmm... How are you, Maryam?" Gita hugged him tightly. Like Ce Gita, she called her name Maryam instead of Merry. Maryam smiled happily, returning Gita's embrace tightly.

"My news is good Ce... Oh gosh. It's nice to meet you here. Thanks for coming."

"I'm supposed to thank you, you've been looking after my daughter all this time, until she gets married."

"It's not because of me, but God's blessing." Mary wiped her harrowing tears. The two chuckle because Gita does the same.

Then Mr. Yohan moved, approached his sister and grabbed Merry's hand.

"I'm sorry."

"Cococo?" Those pair of eyes were growing more and more.

"Coko's glad you've been okay all along. And I'm sorry, I was wrong about you, and Debby."

Debby who heard also blinked, the clear circle just flowed from her two eyes, making Rumi wipe it gently.

"Next time, visit Bandung. Our house is wide open for you too, there will be no more disappointment for me towards you because whatever is your decision or Debby is all absolute because of the will of God, and I won't be able to hold it, you'll still be my sister Maryam."

"Hiks... Koko, thanks... Thank you very much." Maryam pressed her chest with one hand. Indeed, before this he had felt, as if a child lost from his family then today he felt the same happiness when he was rediscovered. Until the unceasing thanksgiving poured out of his lips that quivered due to the cry of his day.

It does... Allah SWT always gives a lot of surprises, from things that are initially filled with tears, fatigue to culminating in a sense of hopelessness.

The ups and downs of the course of life that God created, will never reach the point of our minds as human beings.

Either way we think hard to solve the problems we face, if it is not the time to end then it will not meet the end of the problem. Until we begin to forget and reconcile with the problem, the beautiful things that God promises to those who are patient.

We will certainly give you a test, with a little fear, hunger, lack of wealth, soul and fruit. Give glad tidings to those who are patient.”  (QS. al-Baqoroh verse 155)

allah is true with His Word.