Pledge of Love Rumi
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Outside Rumi sat on the sofa of the middle room. Her eyes condense sadly, because of the fear of losing her mother.

While Debby who was sitting next to him could only rub Rumi's shoulders slowly.

Making Rumi grab that hand kiss her softly, then look Debby in the eye, wistfully.

"I'm sorry, baby, so it's delayed."

The girl smiled. "No papa, brother. We are even wrong to just go away when Umma's condition is like that."

"Later in the afternoon I promise, we go straight to Bandung." Rumi felt bad.

"No, sis. Wait for Umma to heal."

"But we have to meet Papah as mama, right?"

"Didn't you? we're supposed to get ahead of those who need us first, right? What else matters to a woman's health matters most in my husband's life."

"Is it okay on you, deck?"

"No papa. I am patient... Although Homesick. But if my husband is needed by his mother? Time I should forbid you. I want us here first... Accompany Umma ya."

Rumi smiled as she shed her tears, she was flattered. Then remove it quickly.

"I'm so whiny ya." chuckled embarrassed.

Debby wiped it gently. "No. I like you like this. That's a sign your heart is smooth."

"MashaAllah, my angel. Thank you, yeah." Rumi grabs Debby's hand kissing her three times. Debby chuckled and then moved.

"Where are you going?" Rumi hold.

"Change clothes,"

"No, this is good. You look beautiful." Praise Rumi, make Debby blush.

"Times?"

"Yes... Seriously deck."

"But sultry, sis."

"I am a fan of it." Rumi blowing-nipple.

"Haha... You did it anyway." covered Rumi's lips with both palms.

"Let's not get too hot. Fuuhhhh fuuhhh."

"But the rich are flabby." The girl avoided.

"Well but you're a flick, this loh."

"No." Debby still avoids Rumi's puff that leads to her eyes.

"No, it's a glint."

"There's honey... I have love from me." Rumi made Debby laugh. In the middle room Rumi and Debby were still giggling slowly, slightly forgetting the sorrow on her chest.

***

This afternoon, Ustadz Irsyad and Rumi were at a mosque near their home. While Debby accompanies her mother-in-law, she feeds Rahma's lunch with great pain.

"Umma ngerepotin huh?" Rahma lirih.

"No, Umma don't talk like that." Debby put in a spoonful of rice that was wet with clear gravy, from spinach vegetables.

"You guys haven't gone yet? He said he'd go to Bandung?" Ask Rahma, chewing.

"Wait for next week, Umma. Now here first."

"Loh, why? Definitely Umma deh, which has made you so canceled to Bandung."

"No, really. Actually also responsibility, the day after Debby's work. So rich is less time. Just waiting for next week's holiday." Cheerful smile.

Rahma returned that smile. "You're patient with Rumi. Even though Umma's son was a bit crybaby, so was Mamih's son." Chuckles.

"Sister Rumi is not Mamih's son. He's in charge... Same with Debby." Debby answered honestly.

"But still, he's still a prankster. Umma's not good with you."

"Ummas... Don't say it like that." Debby rubbed her mother-in-law's hand for a moment, and touched her spoon again.

"One more thing, Umma's full." Rahma received one more mouthful.

"There's still a lot of this, Umma. Um eat it a little."

"Umma wants to diet, let's slim your rich."

"Haha... Don't Umma, I'm not slim but skinny." Laughs.

"Let's fat be transferred." Rahma Canda. Makes the girl nod while laughing.

"Let's ask for a little 'Omma, make Debby." The girl closed her mouth to continue laughing, as did Rahma who nodded as well.

They were still cool inside, so that Ustadz Irsyad who was about to enter the room was closed, he just smiled and walked away from his room again.

Until Rumi came who called out greetings while entering.

"Didn't go in?"

"Later on, the two women were chatting. Don't bother them." Abi Irsyad said, Rumi smiled peeking at the door of her parents' room and then walked back to the second floor stairs.

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