Pledge of Love Rumi
the candidate protector

Back to Jakarta...

The morning that starts to light, gives a new spirit to the soul that started its activities in this morning.

Aunt Maryam, for example, is preparing for the launch of her book. In one of the hotels, which will be the place to do seminars, and talk a little about the world of literacy.

Yes, the show is ten in the morning. But because the place was a bit far away, so he had to leave a bit. Because before that he will visit one of his best friends first.

He looked at his watch, already showing it at eight in the morning. He moved on, until a phone call came in.

Deborah he called...

"Astagfirullah al'azim, this child should have returned to Jakarta?" Maryam was anxious, she was really busy for her book launch event. He forgot about his nephew's fate.

Maryam rushed to scroll through her phone screen. "Assynoltom..." Say hello to her, because Maryam's voice is very subtle.

"Walaikumsalam. Aunt busy?" Ask the boy.

"Emmm, Auntie wants a way to Tanggerang. Why sweetheart?" Maryam asked, she felt something was there. Because Debby's voice is hoarse.

"It's okay, Auntie's on her way. I closed it...."

"Eh... Waitdear. Answer dong, I don't think you're okay." Maryam asked who sat back down.

While the one in sebrang, silent for a moment closed his mouth crying. "Debby, you're crying, right?"

"Hiks..." Debby held back all she could, but Isaac was unable to control so he could be heard reaching Maryam.

Maryam who understands, without having to explain also sighed. "Patience, you are strong. There's a Allah SWT."

"Hiks... Hix... Debby?" The girl couldn't speak anymore.

"Pacify yourself baby, is Aunt going there now? Pick you up."

Debby's still trying to control her voice. "Don't." the answer is unclear. She was still trying to ease her sobs, that. "Don't aunt... I will be back in the afternoon to Jakarta. Tomorrow, Debby has to go to work."

"Don't afternoon, baby. Aunt won't, you drive the car at night."

"Debby get on the bus..."

"Well bus?"

Debby sighed, "yes..." The answer is very subtle. "Because...? I may not be able to use Papah's facility." Debby's voice was completely unclear as it was defeated with that cry.

"So, I heard Papah calling a notary." Connect Debby.

"Call the Notary? What's for?"

"don't know. What's clear, papah talking about the family card, he said he wanted to change."

The deg...! Mary closed her mouth in surprise.

"Debby thought? Papah wants to cross my name from the Family Card...." Sobbing again.

"Oh God..." Mary remembers her past. And now his nephew would also feel the same way.A clear circle dripped just like that. "Prophey, baby... Don't think bad just yet. Your papah, not as hard as Opah."

"Hiks... I hope so Auntie. Because if it is, what should Debby do? Debby can't possibly be in seclusion, and be gone from the family forever."

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A few hours later...

Debby's family's getting together. Mr. Yohan seemed to want to convey something, his position sitting facing Debby, with a look of disappointment.

"Go back to Jakarta, and stay as someone else. Without remembering, you once had a family in Bandung."

The deg...! Debora's eyes are round.

"Ma... Mean pah?" Ask Debby, could her feelings be right?

"Count from the day you renounce your faith from birth, and replace it with another faith. You're not my son anymore."

Debby shook her head and got off her seat. Hugged the father's feet. "Do not pah... What power is Debby without papah and mamah, and brother Gallen." Debby turned to look at her mother who immediately turned away while crying. "Mommy...?" Call her.

"Don't...? Don't call me mama again. You're not my daughter anymore." He left because he could not bear to see the situation in the middle room.

"Mamah–" whined Debby, he looked back at his father. "Please reward? Papah don't alienate Debby's pah."

Mr. Yohan just turned away not wanting to stare at the child's face.

"Does you see Debby's eyes pah? I love Debby, right?" Debby said, but her lips tightened, as if covering the vibration of her crying. "Don't you love Debby, right? So please don't cross Debby's name from this family's reward."

"A... My son, now? just Gallen." Mr. Yohan heavily said that.

"Father. Debby love same papah. Debby babe papah. Forgive pah... Please forgive Debby the reward." Deborah kissed her father's hand many times, crying as she pleased.

"Couple your stuff. And leave now." Mr. Yohan pulled both of his hands. Then move.

"Isn't he?" Debby's murmured covered her mouth with her hands, while her back shook violently from crying.

Gallen who was still there was actually not the heart, but he chose to move on without saying a word. Leaving the boy alone. Sniffled.

***

That evening, Debby arrived in Jakarta. He hugged his aunt, who immediately brought his nephew into his house.

Inside, Debby started telling me everything. From the beginning of his return to Bandung to everything he experienced.

Maryam who heard that also understood the taste, because she felt the same way. And it's commonplace, for families that one of them changed beliefs.

Until they embraced each other again, to calm the girl's heart.

Just a few seconds later they hugged each other, the sound of a car outside was heard. They let go of each other and turned to the window.

"Who is it?" Maryam muttered, because she felt she did not know the car. Debby's eyes widened when she saw a man coming out of the car. He carried a basket of fruit in his hand.

"Sister Rumi? And...?" He was dumbfounded, a little incredulous. "A... Her ashes? Oh, my God."

"You know them?" Ask Maryam.

"Ke... Be familiar. But why, are they here? Want what?" Suddenly Debby's heart was pounding, making her move and into her room. Especially when the door of the house was knocked and the call of greetings from outside, began to sound.

Seriate...