Pledge of Love Rumi
dilemmas

After Maghrib Rumi and Debby had returned from the hospital to check the contents.

Pregnancy is now entering the fifth month, making Debby's stomach more visible.

It is always in the later, when the small movements of the fetus that he is carrying begin to feel. Makes Debby's anxious laugh that suddenly sounds crisp.

"Sister, he's moving again." Debby said, sitting at the dinner table, watching her husband preparing the dinner they had bought. Rumi smiled, crouched down briefly to touch his wife's stomach.

"If I touch you not yet, Deck." Said Rumi, rubbing.

"It could be later, wait a few more months. If I look at the short Vidio app they will be active in the eight to nine month street age. Even with just a look in the eye, Rumi's sister could see this stomach twitching."

"MashaAllah, can't wait to be." Rumi kissed Debby's belly. Then he went, he found pregnant milk that had not been drunk by his wife. "It's kind of cold, let's drink milk."

Debby grabbed it and drank milk specifically pregnant women with chocolate variants, until half of it.

"What time did you get home?" Ask Debby.

"Fifth hour past a quarter of Deck. He said he got caught in the rain so it's a little late."

"Oh my goodness, so it's not good for Abi because we brought the car."

"Let's not have a problem, just pray I'll have my own car soon."

"Aamiin..." Debby drinks the rest of her milk until it's almost gone. "Emmm, Brother? Papa said. He said the car that used to be in my use, just ask to be taken to Jakarta again in Bandung was never used."

Rumi sat down and rubbed his wife's head. "I'm not refusing. But, to be honest, I'm kind of wearing things that really belong to you, from before we got married."

"What's wrong, what? That was my graduation gift car. So it doesn't matter if we want to wear it."

Rumi just smiled, he went to clean up the empty packages.

Debby's watching can't talk anymore, ever since they got married. The thing that has made Debby memorized is the attitude of Rumi who does not like to accept any gifts from people. If asked, the answer is always the same, he himself does not know the reason. Rumi obviously prefers to use something that results from her own hard work. Another case if it was before marriage, giving parents is sure he will accept it, the difference is, because Debby is his responsibility so all that becomes their needs must be sufficient Rumi.

"Sister, three months away. Brother Gallen is married."

"Oh yeah?" Rumi looked over with an expression of spirit.

"Yes, but I'm worried that we're coming. We're gonna get kicked out again, aren't we?"

"If the blessing is in the morning at ten, while the reception is at night."

"Yes, we've come tonight. Because we can't go to church."

"Yes I understand, Mama also proposed like that." Debby smiled cheerfully.

"Yes, we've finished the milk, we pray Isya." Said Rumi who had heard Adhan isya began to reverberate.

***

The crowing chickens mark the coming of a new day. A clear morning is fitting to start the day with gratitude, Ustadz Irsyad was already running since six this morning, teaching a morning class where the day will be held a quiz.

Until without feeling the rising sun began to reduce the heat that was quite hot.

Just finished Ustadz Irsyad teaching, he now returned to his room twenty minutes before entering Dzuhur time.

Ustad Irsyad grabbed his prayer beads, then walked towards the mosque not far from the lecturers' room. Undergoing worship together, in a cool room the most comfortable place to heal all the turmoil of life that is full of frenzy.

Ustad Irsyad sat leaning back, reciting the holy verse of the Qur'an in a very soft voice. Just a few verses he read, then remembered one time, the girl who always memurojaah memorannya in this mosque. The head was raised, then breathed. This is the umpteenth time. The discomfort continued to hold his chest.

Remembering the words of Mr. Huda, then what Isti did yesterday. He closed the Qur'an in his hand and removed his glasses.

"If this kind of bothers me too, I'm not the ABG who should feel the zulzilu in the chest. Astagfirullah al'azim..." Gerutu Ustadz Irsyad, who chose to leave from there.

In the office room. He was having lunch with Mr. Huda and Ustadz Rahmat.

Ustadz Irsyad is still the target of Mr. Huda. By occasionally asking about life companion.

"Actually also if Ustadz Irsyad wants to marry a woman again when both of them together Soleha inshaAllah can become one in heaven later. Did not antum himself understand about verses 55 to 57 in Yasin's letter. About the inhabitants of heaven who on that day had fun in the busyness (them). They and their wives were in the shade, lying on cots. In heaven they have fruit and have what they ask." Ustadz Rahmat.

"Iya Ustadz, in contrast to the woman who could only meet one last husband most Soleh. Among her husbands when she remarries."

Ustadz Irsyad was silent for a moment. Indeed, before Rahma died Rahma had offered to marry again. Because her responsibility as a wife to fulfill her husband's desires she could not fulfill in the last few years because of nerve paralysis.

"Think of it, if it's steady I will tell Isti." Said Huda later. Ustadz Irsyad chose to perform the Istikharah prayer. To receive the right answer.