Pledge of Love Rumi
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After returning home from the mall, Debby took out one of the other boxes from her paper bag.

Seeming enthusiastic and impatient, he sat on his bed. Waiting for the husband who was very filled his heart, as if the admiration was even increasing, the love that was allowed to bloom made Debby willing to give all of it to him, more than what others think.

Yep... As for how much Debby loves Rumi, she herself can't describe it. Because from the beginning to hear every study brought by the husband, as if opening the gates of fairy tales and delusions of love with beautiful Islamic nuances in his life. Rumi always showed a commendable side of men. Even after marrying her, she knew more about the character of her husband. But that's okay, it's human. As soon as his heart spoke, it was as if comforting. When the feeling of anger and disappointment began to pounce.

Ckla... The toilet door opened, making Debby immediately put the box into her pocket. Looking back at Rumi with a very happy feeling, all because of Rumi's simple appearance.

yes.he likes to see Rumi using a white t-shirt with a sheath. I don't know... More beautiful, he thought.

Rumi walked closer, and he sat on the bed next to Debby.

"You're cape, aren't you? Just keep walking." Rumi gently rubbed the cheeks that were always adorable to her.pinched her slowly later.

"Let's... Don't pinch." Spoiled whining.

"Why?" Chuckling, he was anxious with that whimper.

"How long will it be?"

"Nothing you." Rumi grabs Debby's two legs to raise her up in bed. Makes Debby gasp.

"Why brother?"

"You want a touch" he replied, gently massaging.

"Eh... Don't." Don't." Debby held the husband's hands together and chuckled. "I should massage my husband... Rumi's sis massage."

"Indeed why? Later change." Smirks.

"But the real massage, don't go up and get here, father." Debby chuckles in amusement as Rumi massages up to the top of her knee.

"So, don't move on dong." Laughing with anxiety.

"Yes out Rumi tuh, modus aja mijit. There must be something else..."

"Emang yes." Be honest.

"What?" Laughing, as Rumi began to break down her body. And with a feeling of anxiety immediately kissed Debby on the lips.

"You don't love heaven."

"It was noon, right? The present again?"

"The sin of nolak."

"Astagfirullah al'azim, the base is yes. Linking it to sin continues as anything," quaint grunts.

Rumi chuckles. "Don't you?"

"Indeed not cape?" Staring at each other, Debby touched Rumi's cheek.

"Cape the truth, but?" laugh, when Debby hits her shoulder.

"But what?"

"You want to pay the debt. Two Weeks."

"Haha... What the hell is brother?" Pushing gently on her husband's shoulders, the chuckling Rumi sat back down. He pulled his hair back. Making Debby sit back, then hugging Rumi's arm kiss her cheek.

"Happy, my brother Rumi is back," he muttered in a spoiled tone.

"Where have I been all this time? Why did he say back?"

"Yes at home, but rich is not at home. Next to me, but not next to me. That was you yesterday."

Rumi smiled faintly. He then grabbed the body with one hand hugging. "Still want to talk about it? I feel guilty again."

"No brother. Had enough... Said right? Every problem that is finished should not be raised again. Sorry yes."

"No papa deck. Emm... I can talk."

"Can. Just talk to me."

The two changed positions, Rumi sat leaning back, with her hands patting her next to her. Asking the girl to sit on her chest.

Debby just obeyed, happily.

"Yes. about myself, who still covers you with misery."

"Eh...? I said it like that."

"Dec... Can I be honest?"

"I'm sad when you can pay for your own clothes. But I'm embarrassing myself."

"What's? Oh Allah... Rumi's sister? Why does Rumi think that?" Raising his head with a guilty look.

"No, it's the deck. I know, it should be my duty to meet all your needs. But I'm still unemployed."

"Sister Rumi, I told you it's okay. There is no need to think of anything that is self-deprecating for Rumi herself." Debby clasped Rumi's hand tightly.

"Stay, right? I'm not perfect."

"Sister Rumi...."

"Patience... Living with a man is not perfect like me. Which still causes your eyes to get wet, because of my weakness."

"Yes Allah... Brother Rumi. Had enough. Don't say anything else. Don't lower yourself."

Rumi smiled. "I'm not humbling myself." Hugged Debby's body tightly.

"I'm just scared, you give up. Then leave me," Smell at the wife's soft cheek, and lay it down on the pillow, changing its position again. "The woman I love, only you live in this world. I'm the weak deck. So then? Please be patient to live with me, right? Because I can't promise, I'll keep making you happy. I can still make a scratch on your heart."

Debby was back in tears, touching her husband's face. "Sister Rumi."

Not yet Debby connect the speech, Rumi has given a form of affection. It was a gentle kiss, and played for a moment there.

'i want to make your deck happy, with my establishment perhaps? you must be strong to live with me for now until that wonderful time comes. I don't know when, but I will work on it, so that it will come soon.' Inner Rumi, who still enjoys a gentle kiss. Where their eyes are closed to each other.

***

A bright morning, as a start for Rumi and Debby. After permission on Abinya to go to Bandung today he also approached the wife who was washing dirty dishes, the rest of their breakfast.

"Sir, get ready. This is gonna let me finish."

Gets little. "Where are you ready?"

"To Bandung."

Debby stopped her activities. "Hand?"

"Yes..."

"Rapid gini?"

"I senagaja. We should meet your parents. I honestly don't feel good, we haven't visited."

"Is that so? But... Is Rumi ready to meet Papah?"

"inshaAllah deck. I'm ready." Swiping the head of the wife.

"Emmm?"

"Why? Don't hesitate, and don't worry. You said that, right? Your dad was the most considerate man all along? He is very affectionate and never even angry at you?"

"Yes, my friend, that's right."

"Yes already... Then get ready. We go to Bandung, we try to improve the relationship with the family. Hopefully it can be much better."

Debby smiling. "Thank you brother, it's been nice to come to papah."

"Dec, it's mandatory. I even feel so guilty. We're very late for them..."

"Yes, brother," smiled. "Yes I'm ready." Debby releases her Apron and breezes away.

"Sir..."

"Yes?"

"Some one forgot."

"What?"

Rumi tapped her cheek with her index finger. Debby breathed a sigh as well.

"The Genitnya MashaAllah. I forgot about you who once shied away from me." Chuckled while approaching and then kissed the cheek that Rumi pointed at earlier.

"Alhamdulillah... Dodge, that was before. Not now."

Smiling thinly. Then turn the direction, waltz away.

"Maybe the maturity factor makes it change, Debby's not as happy as she used to be. Or maybe he will come back cheerful when the relationship with his parents improves? I don't know... Hopefully so." Rumi smiled faintly, turned on the water tap, grabbed a dirty plate and rubbed it with the foamed Sponge.

Seriate...