Pledge of Love Rumi
visiting aunt Maryam

After winning Rahma's heart, Ustadz Irsyad came back out.

There was a brighter face when Rahma approached their children who had gathered at the dinner table.

There was also a small whimper Ziya was in the sling of Noah, while Faqih was busy justifying the long cloth made to carry Ziya, making a strong knot on the back of his wife.

There Rumi also moved from the seat, then approached Umma Rahma who was calming Ziya.

"Just get out, maybe he's hot, Noah." Rahma's Word.

"Yes Umma," replied Noah, who immediately walked out, after asking Faqih to eat first.

"Rumi, are you home?" Umma Rahma asked her son who immediately kissed her cheek.

"Already Umma," he replied with a sad look. It felt, seeing the mother with this condition really made her heart hit. Not to mention the complaints Rahma had heard. Really makes him worried if his mother's psychic condition is not good. It can affect the health condition of the body as well.

"It's been... Let's eat first." Take Ustadz Irsyad to Everyone there. "Faqih, let's eat." Take Ustadz Irsyad Then, 'cause he's still standing by the dinner table.

"Yes Bi... Faqih waited for Noah. Excuse me for a minute, Umma, Abi." Said Faqih who was still hearing the sound of her son's cries, where it seemed like the crying was getting louder.

and immediately agreed by all who were there, and they continued to eat that dinner.

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In a different place, an online taxi has just arrived at one of the house's courtyards.

In the area of ivory coconut, housing complexes that are not luxurious but neatly arranged. With a fence that is not too high.

Deborah, the girl got out of the taxi and approached the hijab-wearing woman who was waiting for her at the gate, with a smile on her lips.

"Assalamualaik."

"Alaikumsalam." He answered, none other than Aunt Maryam.

"Aunty..." Debby approached, then kissed the back of her aunt's hand gently.

"Finally came too. Kirain didn't come here."

"So then. Hehe." Whiny.

"Yes in yuk, have you eaten?"

"Not yet."

"Well by chance, Auntie cook... Let's eat." Take aunt Maryam while circling her arms around Debby's shoulders. only after they stepped together, into the house.

After putting the bag into the room that has been prepared? Deborah came back to her aunt and sat down on the dining chair.

He stared intently at aunt Maryam who had to live alone now. After his separation from the man named Akhri, he had no children, and I was ostracized from the family as well. So really a kara.

"Well, what do you want to eat?" Ask aunt Maryam, offering.

"This is gulai nangka. Favorite food for Akhri. You must like it too. Aunty can cook Padang loh food now," Aunt Maryam replied chuckling.

"Yes Aunt." Debby smiled wryly, at a time like this? The naughtiness she caught was not a joke, but the way her aunt showed her longing for her ex-husband.

There, Debby was still watching. Her aunt's clean white hands were scooping rice from her container. Then put it on Deborah's plate.

"Is this what you want?" Aunt Maryam offered fried chicken with a grated galangal fried together, as a sprinkling.

"Yes. But Debby's gonna take it herself, same as the green sauce." Deborah answered, she grabbed a spoon and took a piece of chicken on the upper thigh and placed it on the rice that had been splashed with the guai nangka. "ayo Aunt also ate."

"Yes." Yeah." Aunt Maryam smiled, and after all served on their plates. Both of them started eating the food.

"Enak Aunty, really like the cuisine in the food stall Padang." Praise Debora.

"Hehe, yes. Om Akhri taught Auntie."

"Aunty? Sorry yeah... Debby can ask?"

"Can..." Aunt Maryam closed her spoon and fork, then folded her hands on the table, taking the perfect stance.

"That, aunty had been mentioning Akhri's name continuously. Usually, if we get divorced? I'd hate it, right? Moreover, has Akhri?" Debby doubtful.

"What's? Are you married again?" Smilingly.

"Yes... Sorry, Auntie."

"It's okay... Maybe because there's still love here." Aunt Maryam pointed to her own chest.

"Love? Aunty still loves people who have polygamy, even willing to release aunty who has been willing to change beliefs, to hate her family?"

Merry chuckles. "You misunderstood me, Akhri was never that bad."

"What lounge? It's like that, right? Om Akhri could not survive because Aunty could not give offspring, then he was polygamous, and finally Aunty gave up after deciding to split. See? Om Akhri did not fight in the slightest to defend Auntie, right?"

"Tante was not strong, and finally decided to split up. But Aunty never felt dumped by om Akhri because of the condition of this Aunt. And Om's still on good terms with Auntie, huh."

"But it's just as evil Auntie." Both of Deborah's eyes glazed over. He would not be able to if he was in the position of his aunt.

Even if it was Rumi once, she would not be willing to be ignored and left alone just because she could not give him a child.

"Not evil Debby... You misunderstood." Aunt Merry grabbed Deborah by the hand. "Because the one who asked him to remarry was his own aunt. Om Akhri is always repulsive, even we almost every day argue small because of this. But, he has the responsibility of being an only child, if Auntie can't give him offspring? Then the aunt can not be selfish, because Om Akhri must have a successor to his family. What else om Akhri is the son of a pesantren lodge leader, he must have offspring."

"But what can't, if we have to adopt a child?"

"Birth child, with Adoption child it is different. Anyway, it's all happened. And now Akhri already has a child from his young wife... Aunty happy really, even though Aunt finally resigned, because it is not strong to see the happiness of Om Akhri with his young wife. And that's Debby's human." Maryam chuckled, but her eyes glazed as she recalled the happy moment of Kyai Marzuki, the father of End who was laughing with his relatives to welcome the presence of the first granddaughter of the leader of the boarding school, similarly, Akhri who still rubbed the head of his young wife on a hospital bed, after undergoing cesarean section a few hours before.

while he was just sitting alone, in the corner of the room, like a stranger. Sharing a smile, with mixed feelings between happy and hurt. But he just kept quiet, staring at the face of the husband who did not return his gaze earlier.

Because he was still focused on watching his young wife, without realizing that there was another heart, which needed to be strengthened there as well.