Pledge of Love Rumi
doubtfulness

The holy month of Ramadan has arrived, on the tenth day.

Under the light of the lamp that is still a little dim, Shafa folds his face after after performing the tahajud prayer.

Today she is in Bandung, precisely at the house of one of the Christian women. Deborah's name, (the detail story is in the novel Pledge of love of the Hafizh Qur'an)

Because of the will of the girl he met when he just arrived yesterday, he ended up staying there.

And it was also agreed by Rumi, until the sound of the bed that indicates the movement of the person who is stretching his body makes Shafa turn.

"Hoaaaammmm...." Debby yawned with her mouth open, and she closed it with her hands. Shafa who saw that smiled. "Sir, what time is it?" Ask Debby.

"Three o'clock ten minutes." Shafa answered, he had finished folding the face, and placed it on the lap of himself who was sitting tight.

"It's time sahur means yes?" The girl in high spirits immediately moved, she walked towards the toilet to wash her face and brush her teeth, then came out again. Where the room lights have been turned on by Shafa.

To be honest he was still confused, willing to do what. And the intention of the heart he also wants sahur only to use the bread he brought yesterday for his provisions along with mineral water in packaging that is still half left.

"Let's sahur kak, I'll cook instant noodles." Take Debby.

"Well, do you want sahur too?" Ask Shafa.

"Yes as I said, I still pray and fast even though I have not converted. Come on brother."

"But right?"

"Relax, my family rarely cooks non-halal meat in this house. Even if you want to eat it? buy the most mature. So the cookware is still safe... Yuk." yuk." Take Debby. To be honest Shafa did not feel good, but yes already... Respecting and appreciating people's invitation isn't that a Muslim huh?

He began to step his foot into the kitchen.

Throughout her steps, she was enveloped in a sense of admiration for the spirit of the girl to carry out the worship that is intended for Muslims, he said, and when it comes to a room that is not too spacious where the pots and pans hang neatly, as well as a clean kitchen table, Debby was ready to light her stove when she poured water into a pot of boiled noodles that she put on the stove.

"Mbak Shafa just sit down. Let me cook the noodles and prepare the hot tea." Debby said, both hands are still busy opening the closet containing a row of medium-sized cups, on it.

"Deb, I'm just drinking water." Pinta Shafa, who still has a little doubt.

"Sister, this is a new glass. Not yet worn, so just calm down." Smilingly. He washed the glass first, before putting the tea bag into it.

Shafa who felt bad if he just sat up, saw the water was boiling, then opened the boiled noodle package lying on the table.

"Sit down, ma'am..." Debby's Word.

"No ah... We cook together." Shafa smiled, just like Debby.

Until it didn't take long, the very simple dish was ready. The two began to eat the food carefully.

Shafa observed Debby, who was holding out her palms, praying. And when he finished he turned to Shafa.

"I read the prayer of eating, as Muslims always read." His whisper while chuckling.

"MashaAllah." Shafa muttered happily. 'I hope he can really become a whole Islam.' Inner Shafa then.

If only Shafa could stay here longer it would be more fun

***

Time quickly passed, after a day of activities, Shafa should have returned to Jakarta this afternoon. But because of the travel in Rumi's problematic message he was forced to stay again at Debby's house.

That night the two sat on Debby's bed, telling her to and fro. About religion and so on, with small laughs that color the atmosphere of the room there. But it seems more Shafa who chuckles thinly because of Debby's speech.

The girl who was a little humorous, so thought Shafa who was cool with this chatter.

In between the chat, Debby just remembered something, she grabbed her bag and took out the hijab from inside the bag.

Shafa who saw it immediately smelled a smile, although it still looked very thin there. Somehow his heart felt a little tight, when he remembered, this afternoon Rumi bought the hijab for Debby.

"i want to keep wearing it." The girl chuckled, she hugged the hijab with a perfectly fluffy smile.

'he's such a pleasure, is it possible?' shafa's mind immediately shook his head, dismissing all the questions after questions that flashed through his mind. And responded to it all with a wry smile on her lips.

"Mom, I'd like to ask. Men like Rumi's sister, actually have no criteria anyway, in terms of choosing a mate."

Hearing that question, Shafa paused for a moment. Why did he suddenly so asked about criteria and soul mate.

"Emmm.... There might be." Answer Shafa Later.

"According to Mbak, what kind of man chooses a woman?" Debby butt-backed chin.

Shafa chuckled as he closed his mouth. "Where do I know Deb. I never know the heart of a man."

"Haha... Yes too, but at least if there is in the position of mbak Shafa himself deh, want what kind of man?"

"You me, who must be the Faithful and the Soleh." So Shafa replied.

"Seiman and Soleh?" Debby smiled wryly, her gaze was still directed to Shafa. If Rumi's brother had the same thoughts as Shafa's mother, it means that women like Shafa's mother are the ones who become his criteria. His speech was meek, kind, polite, Soleha again. Very far with me.' the feeling of inferiority in the heart began to stick out.

So that the feeling of lack of spirit makes him feel defeated before fighting. Let alone Rumi As if he just kept avoiding it, could it be that love would appear? Or maybe it will lead to disappointment, for sure Debby does not want to think too far, and know Islam more deeply is the goal today.

And if he does not get Rumi, he should be able to be more sincere. With hope, there was a better man who could guide her.

Shafa patted Debby's hand gently, making the girl gasp.

"What daydream? How do you keep quiet?"

"Haha... No brother."

"Is that so? It's night, sleep yuk."

"Come on." Debby agreed, and immediately went to turn off the room lights, leaving lighting only from the sleep lights.

Seriate...