Pledge of Love Rumi
the empty heart of Rumi

The time continues to roll there is almost an hour, Rumi has not moved from his position. Made Debby decide to get out of the prayer room, for a moment. He went to his room to take a shower and change his clothes.

And when he came out of the toilet, Rumi had not been seen in their room. He came back down after wearing his clothes.

And what he found was still the same, Rumi had not moved from his position. I don't know what he read, because if he said Nuha, Rumi was like that if he had a problem.

The difference for now. His heart really felt lost, making him feel more at ease in zikr on his prostration.

Debby again sat behind Rumi, she leaned her head against the wall because she was tired, also her stomach that began to feel sore because it had not yet eaten breakfast.

half an hour later, Rumi put the prayer beads. Makes Debby feel relieved.

"Sister Rumi, eat yuk." He was excited when he saw the man looking back.

Rumi only commented a smile, rubbing Debby's head while moving without answering her.

The girl thought Rumi would walk towards the dining table, but no she instead turned to the left instead of towards the right towards the space then. Apparently just go back to fetching water and then walk into the prayer room again. Before entering, Debby took the time to hold her husband's arm.

"Sister, eat first. It's past nine." Said the wife. Rumi grabbed Debby's hand.

"Later yeah... You eat first." Let go slowly, then go back into the prayer room. Rumi's eyes were completely puffy, walking straight and then standing on his alphabet.

He raised both his hands to his ears. "Allahu Akbar..."

The man performed four rakaats of Dhuha prayer. Debby looked at her heartily, and immediately shook her head quickly and walked towards the dining table in a doldrums.

When he was eating food in ogah-ogahan. Noah approached his sister-in-law and sat down in front of Debby.

"Sister Rumi's not out yet?" Ask Noah. Debby shook her head with a big smile.

"He prayed Dhuha first. Maybe after this will eat," replied the girl, grabbing the rice at the end of her spoon. "Eats..." Offering.

"Yes Ci... I'm still full." Noah replied, Debby smiled.

After a few minutes, Rumi walked out of the prayer room. He approached the dining table, made Debby immediately move and took out the chair next to him.

"Sir, Abi has gone to Umma's tomb?" Rumi asked Noah. Haven't sat in the chair Debby took out yet.

It made Noah feel bad to see the sight. Feeling sorry for his sister-in-law.

"Emmm... Yeah, just now."

"Yes already." Rumi turned to Debby. "I went to the tomb first, huh, Grandpa?"

"Here, eat? Brother hasn't had breakfast, has he?" Said the wife.

"I'm not hungry... Sorry, I'm going first. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalam." Debby froze as her hand that was about to grab Rumi's hand was ignored. Noah, who saw it, shook his head and walked toward Debby.

"Cici should be more patient with Rumi. Actually, Rumi's sister was so unfortunately the same Umma, she became like that attitude. Forgive Rumi, yes." Noah felt bad. Debby's eyes actually started to pool but she held it. It's nothing, it's like he doesn't recognize Rumi at the moment.

Debby chuckles "No deck.... I think that's natural. Only two days, if it has been a few days maybe he will improve. He is a man of faith." Answer Debby. Noah smiled too.

"Aamiin..." Answer Debby. Both are smiling.

"Neng–" Faqih's exclamation sounded.

"Yes A'...." Noah nodded, looking back at Debby. "I live first huh Ci, Ziya seems to need me."

"Yes." Yeah." He answered with a smile. And after Noah left, Debby sat back down. His eyeballs moved to hold his clear hair so as not to drip.

'O almighty loving substance, stretch out my chest, expand my patience. Surely I am only a weak woman, for Your sake I am willing to devote myself to my husband... He's a godly man, I believe it.' His mind stared blankly with sorrow. And he sighed again, to be able to dispel the feelings that had stuck in his heart.

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In the cemetery...

Ustadz Irsyad was sitting cross-legged, covered with sandals that he was wearing as his seat. He was currently solemnly offering prayers, following Rumi who had just arrived, he immediately released his head to do the same thing to make it his seat. Then silently gazed toward the ground mound that was still wet with lips muttering to read the prayer.

Both have been in silence for a long time, in their prayers.

Where Abi Irsyad glanced at Rumi for a moment then looked back at the tomb.

"That's the first love of your life, the woman you love and respect the most in this world." Abi Irsyad muttered, to Rumi who had just wiped her face after she finished praying. The man was silent, with a slightly lowered position. "And your wife, is the second woman who will be your life companion, until the end of your life. I don't know who was going to leave but before that happens you should be able to create a warmth and closeness between you. And the role of a husband should be more dominant give attention to the wife, it is mandatory you do. Don't let your wife feel ignored, she's coming with you here."

Rumi cleared her throat without answering a word. He realized that his attitude was not good, but his heart needed time to pay attention to others again. Because not just with his wife. He can't be talked to by anyone either.

His life spirit was being lost, all there was right now was nothingness and a sense of emptiness in his heart.

The house was no longer alive, just like the body of the mother. There is no Umma Rahma, it feels like his world is dead too. That was how Rumi felt right now, even so empty as if there was no one else around at the moment.

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Back to the house...

Rumi went into the room, where Debby was sitting on the bed. She smiled to welcome the husband, making him immediately rise and approach Rumi who was standing in front of the wardrobe to grab a t-shirt.

His two hands instantly coiled around Rumi's waist hugging from behind. "Assalamualaik." Debby said cheerfully, making Rumi smile thinly lifting some clothes at the top a little, then pulling slowly one below her.

"Answer... Answer..."

"What's the deck answer?" Rumi closed the closet.

"Huhuhh... My regards." Whiney. Rumi was just shaking his head and releasing the embrace of his wife.

"Getishalam." He answered, then walked into the toilet. While Debby who was still outside just smiled wryly. How long will it be like this? Her thought.

But he still believes all his cold attitude will not be long, because Rumi is a loving man also salih. He will surely hold fast to his Pledge of love, and Debby's duty is to be patient for a little while.

Seriate...