Pledge of Love Rumi
mr. Huda's proposal.

It's been a few weeks.

Today is being held an event that covers the four-monthly content of Debby. The event was held a little follow Javanese customs, but not completely. Just ordinary tahlil and pray together, because that is what Ustadz Irsyad understands.

There were some relatives present, even Papa and Mama came. Although not taking part in the study, but Mama seemed enthusiastic to help the mothers who were none other than Umma Hasna and also the wife of Mr. Huda, who was also the wife of Mr. Huda, arrange some types of food for the treats of the pilgrims who also teach in the house.

There was laughter and family attitude that Mama showed, so that those there did not feel any limitations even though different beliefs. Mrs Brigitta felt the same, the women were very friendly and very accepting of Debby's mother, what makes it not feel awkward and even it appears a sense of closeness like family is when the wife of Mr. Huda really embrace it regardless of race and religion.

Until the event ended, now just sit back and relax them in the guest room. A soft carpet.

Ustadz Irsyad sat opposite Mr. Yohan on the right side and Ustadz Rahmat on the left side, while on the side next to Mr. Yohan was Mr. Huda.

They chatted coolly along with the mothers as well. Faqih and Nuha are present, but at this time Noah and Umma Hasna are in the room, accompanying the two sleeping twins, and A' Faqih himself was coolly accompanying Ziya by the pool in front.

There are also Debby and Rumi, there who sit next to each other while listening to the words of Mr. Huda who has always been successful as an atmosphere warmer.

"Ustadz, did you tell Nisa yesterday?" Ask Mr. Huda on ustadz Irsyad.

"On filling out marriage advice, daughter?"

"Yes right" replied Huda.

"Already, when grating yesterday. Mbak Isti told me, want to ask for help he said." replied he, who is now calling Isti with the nickname Mbak Isti, to be more polite.

"Oh... That's brave. Yesterday hesitated he said he did not feel good to ask for help with antum." Chuckles. Ustadz Irsyad smiled.

"Ohsti? Anika? That's the same guy, right?" Ask Ustadz Rahmat.

"Yes, we're all calling Anisa. I once said the same Antum, if Ustadz Irsyad has his own nickname," ledek Pak Huda, who made ustadz Rahmat laugh a little because he remembered it.

"Sir Huda..." Ustadz Irsyad called out loud, after which the head bobbles when he heard laughter from Mr. Huda.

"Just kidding ustadz..." Back to chuckling together. Until the time was getting late, they were all saying goodbye, and when Ustadz Irsyad was delivering Huda sir to the car Huda was holding Irsyad ustadz when he wanted to return.

"What about my proposal?"

"What sir?"

"About Anisa–"

"Get on.... I haven't thought about getting married yet."

"I don't know how. Just feeling sorry, when Ustadz Irsyad so much more quiet now since Mbak Rahma died."

"Silence how, I'm still the same sir." Ustadz Irsyad chuckles.

"Honestly, if ustadz wants to be the same Anisa might be able to accept it. You're both on your own. Let's both take care."

"Oh Huda sir, this. I really haven't thought about."

"There is nothing wrong with marrying again, under sixty years old is not too much aki-aki."

"Seriously so?"

"inshaAllah.the point? I am only still at home but cannot be sure if I can still maintain my solitude until death picks up, because I am also an ordinary man."

Mr. Huda is excited. "Well that.. now I want to ask, antum there is still a sense of admiration not with Isti?"

Ustadz Irsyad was silent for a moment, he himself did not know if there was still that taste. What is clear, for now his feelings are nothing more than the feelings of an ustadz with all his worshipers.

"Ustadz?"

"I don't know Mr. Huda. After all, I feel old, a little fat anyway. And again He is much younger than eight years than me, I think a lot of devout men are still better than me."

"The two Irsyad ustadz are still handsome. Even though a little fat is high, so it is still gallant. Unlike me, even Ustadz Rahmat also admitted it. It still suits Anisa."

"Don't praise me like that. Containing a snobbish whisper in the chest." Ustadz Irsyad laughed, as did Mr. Huda.

"So how? Do you want ta'aruf first, so you can see Isti's face?"

"MashaAllah is kind to this brother of mine. But sorry for the moment I have no thoughts for such ta'aruf. Even if I wanted to, there was no need to open the veil. I will definitely accept it. Just for now, right here," Ustadz Irsyad touched his own chest. "It is still full of Rahma. So I can't get married again."

Mr. Huda patted Ustadz Irsyad on the shoulder, smiling.

"My coat is the same antum. Can resist the desire during this time, usually men like us will not be able to live alone without a partner."

"I'm not lonely, even though I have children and grandchildren. It makes me happy."

"Subhanallah... Right, grandson. So sad this is I haven't fondled a grandchild from one of my children."

"Haha... Find a mate for your child, especially the Zahra. He's old enough."

"That's what I'm confused about. He always refused any man's proposal. Though yesterday-yesterday Faqih had said, his friend was interested in him. But Zahranya still does not want to. I don't know what kind of man that kid is."

"Please, he's almost thirty years old."

"Makanya Tadz, I was tired of persuading her to get married. Because the answer remains the same, other than Abi and his brothers there is only one man who has made him no desire to marry any man anymore."

"Astagfirullah al'azim.." murmured ustadz Irsyad.

"Well that's how– asks for Tadz's prayer. I've confused myself to face it."

"May her heart open soon. Because it is not good for women to repeatedly reject a man's proposal, especially for such reasons."

"Aamiin. later try to advise me again. Yes, if you'll excuse me, please go home, assalamualaikum."

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah." Answer ustadz Irsyad. Mr. Huda walked back into his car, while inside the wife was waiting. The car walked away leaving Ustadz Irsyad waving to him.

He sighed, he knew Mr. Huda's intentions well. Because not once twice he tried to match her again with Isti, but how else? In the depths of his heart, there was no desire to let go of his youth. He is still at home alone, because Rahma still fills his heart and mind.