Pledge of Love Rumi
rumi's confession to Abi Irsyad

Inside the locked room from outside, he faintly heard the voice of Ashar's Adhan.

Debby stopped her crying, she immediately moved from where she was crouching.

Then walk lunglai towards the toilet to take ablution water. With a tumani'nah movement Debby washed one after another of her limbs, ablution perfectly.

After he walked out the toilet muttering to recite a prayer after ablution, then stepped again near his messy closet, he touched the back of the closet door with a sobbing back. Because the records there were no longer there, but fortunately he had already memorized. And now he himself is confused, how to pray? while he had no big hijab, all his clothes were still inside his car. There is no Mukenah either.

Debby crouched back. "Hiks..." He closed his mouth crying again. His gaze softly stared at the cloths before him for a moment. Until he began to have an idea when he saw the white sheet fabric.

Debby wiped her tears, and grabbed it. Trying to make the sheets as his hijab. Then the bottom he uses socks, because his legs are still a little visible even though the game is very long.

The girl walked up to the mirror, she made her hijab with it, then hooked the safety pin under her chin. Close the bottom a little and then connect it again with a pin on the shoulder, then down again, at the elbow until it reaches the Hand.

He felt quite, although it felt strange and complicated, but it was better than him confused there was no hijab at all.

Then, he spread out a long cloth below in lieu of his alphabet. And when it was over, Debby sighed, she began to intend and then raised her hands to the chest.

"Allahu Akbar..." He said, he began to be quiet, muttering without a sound reading iftah and other readings such as Al-fatihah then short suratan he memorized. Debby was doing her duty well and calmly.

And after the four prayers he did, and did not forget to recite. He also raised both his hands together.

The tears were unceasingly pouring out, in every utterance of his prayer. To hope that a good will be sent down to him by his Lord.

Until quite a long time Debby in that quiet position. And slowly he rubbed his face, when he finished his degree. The tiredness also made him a little sleepy, until slowly he laid his body on the prostrate earlier, with the sheets still wrapped part of his body.

Debby beristighfar a lot without stopping, until the eyes were closed, she slept with a calm mood.

***

In a different place, Rumi just finished his prayer. Da... He was back, thirty minutes before Ashar time.

Stay alone in that place, Rumi and Abinya. While Faqih had just moved from there, he and Noah had to return to their home soon. So he had to help Noah get ready.

The silent atmosphere at the prayer place, made Rumi lowered her head. After a while he looked at Abinya's back who was still turning his back to him.

Long enough he survived, waiting for Abi Irsyad to finish zikr. Until the middle-aged man again took a long prostration, honoured again with his heart.

Then after moving and turning his body facing Rumi.

"Sorry Bi. Rumi, Refuse ta'aruf with Shafa." Answer without worrying anymore.

Abi Irsyad frowned. "Why? Isn't she a good woman? His family is clear."

"Rumi knew, there was nothing less than Shafa Bi. But Rumi's heart refused." He answered softly, he did not dare to look at Abinya at all.

"What about her?"

"He's fine." Answer Rumi.

"We're sure?" Ask Abi Irsyad.

"Emmm....?" Rumi could not answer, because it seemed like that.

"As a man only, if we admire a girl then she doesn't like us? And he even rejected it.... Will we accept his decision that easily?" Abi Irsyad asked, Rumi fell silent. Suddenly he remembered the expression on Shafa's smiling face but shedding tears. He knew, Shafa must have been trying really hard to stand up in front of him, either after he left earlier. "You shouldn't rush to reject it. Give each other time to open your hearts."

"But it's better, isn't it Bi?" Cut Rumi as smooth as possible. "If after marriage, Rumi still can not accept Shafa? Isn't that illegal? Rumi could torture Shafa Bi's inner, and Rumi's own inner self. Moreover, Rumi had another woman. Which Rumi adored." Reciprocity.

Ustadz Irsyad sighed. He was silent for a moment, just like Rumi who had not dared to raise her head to look at Abinya. Really, the current atmosphere felt so tense for Rumi, she was even unceasingly privileged in her heart.

"Who?" Ask Abi Irsyad. Rumi raised her head slowly. "The woman you admire?"

Rumi rubbed her face for a moment, going up. Then push her hair back while releasing her pecans. Then lowered his head again, with both hands squeezing his knitting peci.

"She's the convert who was at Shafa's house." The answer is, then.

Without answering any more, Abi Irsyad immediately moved from the prostration. Leaving a big question mark for Rumi. About his wishes agreed or not, because he did not dare to see the expression of his face Abinya. Rumi turned his head for a moment as Abinya had already passed him and came out just like that. After that he sighed, looked down again.

"Well... Oh, my God." Rumi exhaled her breath many times it felt like the chest was very tight at this time. His eyes began to glaze over, here he began his journey.

He also actually does not know Debby's feelings now, whether the woman still wants to be with him because seeing his expression earlier seems like the woman has changed a lot, she became more polite and not as aggressive as before.

plus the business of convincing Debby's family, will it be as smooth as she imagined? While Abinya alone seemed to disagree, even though he did not know the answer. Just knowing Abinya's silent attitude.

Is this as difficult as it is when we want to be able to match the opposite sex with different beliefs?

Because marrying his business is not between the heart of one and another. But it also combines two families.