Pledge of Love Rumi
visit Papa again

At the restaurant, Justin somehow became in front of Jimmy, so inevitably, Rumi sat in front of him, turning her back to Debby's desk.

And the meeting began, with his eyes occasionally glancing at Justin. He noticed the man who seemed to be stealing glances at his wife. But for the sake of professional efforts Rumi did not show his dislike side, and tried to explain the design smoothly.

Justin was listening. To him, Rumi's design looks simple but quite elegant, and from the look of the Chinese man's face looks interested.

"All right, the idea is creative. I love it" Justin said with a smile. As with Jimmy and Rumi, they stared at each other briefly smiling with lips muttering Hamdallah.

"Well because all I need is a graphic designer, so your hours will probably be more flexible. They do not need to come to the office at all times. You can be free to set your own hours and can complete your work anywhere. The point is the origin of the work according to the specified deadline. How, are you interested in joining?"

"InshaAllah Sir. I'm interested in working at the father's company."

Justin smiled. "Well then, please send the full CV yes. And come to XX's office, tomorrow morning at ten to sign the contract."

"Alright sir I'll try." Rumi smiled happily, while shaking Justin's hand that had been stretched out to him.

After discussing the article of work, they speak stale bases for up to a few minutes. Before long Justin left, he said goodbye first. Jimmy also has to go back to his office.

The oriental man's footsteps halted at Debby's desk.

"I'm sorry, Deb. Congratulations to you again."

"Oh... Ja. Thanks."

Justin smiled, and he continued to walk away. While Rumi was still with Jimmy just staring at the two of them, but he was relieved when Debby was still seen keeping her eyes off the man.

"Sir, if you'll excuse me, I have to go back. You still have to send proposals as well."

"Oh, okay. Thanks to Jim."

"Either. Assalamualaikum."

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah," replied Rumi. The man walked over to Debby and rubbed his head.

"How's it?" Ask Debby

"Alhamdulillah."

"You're accepted?"

"Yes deck."

"Happy yes... Justin is a good guy, Humble too. You must be working with him. He used to be the good-natured head of OSIS."

"Oh... Humble and kind-hearted where is I the same?"

"Hehe... Both."

"MashaAllah's... Both of them?"

"Yes, the more you are." Smirks.

Rumi returned Debby's big smile with her head. The girl immediately clasped Rumi's hand with both hands.

"They are jealous."

"Did...! Who's jealous of you?"

"Yes you, hareudang sure."

"Not really..." Rumi turned her face away, walking first with her hands wagging her clothes on the front. Debby just chuckled.

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The sky that began to darken in the city of Bandung, both of them had just performed congregational prayers. After finishing his zikr, Rumi looked back for a moment to make sure that his wife was still behind.

The girl smiled, then tapped her forehead, asking to be kissed.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..." Rumi grabbed Debby's head and kissed her, not only that the two cheeks and ended up on her lips that were just a mere stick. The two smiled after Rumi let go of the kiss and lay her head on the lap of the wife who still uses the face on her body.

Gently, Debby rubbed the head that made Rumi close her eyes, enjoying.

"Sir, there's still time, right?"

"Thank God. But I'm sorry, there's got to be food, right?"

"Mama said she had prepared halal food for us who were ordered using food delivery services. Yep... Although Mama cooks food that is not all non-halal, still the cooking utensils in my house are used to cook non-halal dishes as well."

Rumi smiled. "Mama is good."

"Yes, Mama is good. Papa, Mr. Gallen is actually also kind and loving."

Rumi glanced up, at the sight of the wife a little sad. He touched Debby's cheek.

"They just need time, Deck. I'm sure they'll melt."

"But is Rumi sure? Wanna come home? Must be a big family gathering."

"Yes I'm sure, baby. I told you, I'm ready to face it all. They're still our family."

Debby smiling. He lowered his head kissing Rumi's forehead.

"Thank you my husband" said Debby, who was still leaning her body rubbing her husband's cheeks.

"Either. Dear." He moved for a moment, then gave a soft kiss on the lips of the wife.

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At Debby's parents' compound...

Rumi's car stopped but was not in front of the fence of Debby's parents' house. Yep... There were several cars lined up, indicating that there were guests there.

Rumi's hand was suddenly cold, he felt nervous at this moment. I don't know what the event is like inside, hopefully there is no strange event that makes him uncomfortable as a Muslim.

Rumi turned to Debby. "Yuk we're down, baby."

"Sister Rumi, sure?"

"Yes is... Yuk," take Rumi. The two then got out of their car, walking slowly while holding hands. Passing through one of the cars in front of him which also just arrived because the door was open.

Rumi saw a woman wearing a miniskirt as well as a top with exposed shoulders. He immediately turned his face away while preaching.

"Wind." Debby greeted her cousin kindly. While the woman before him was just staring from top to bottom, Debby's shar'i appearance was beyond his expectations. Hijab is much longer than the one Merry used.

"Debby?"

"How are you?"

"I'm good," he answered still staring strangely. He glanced at Rumi, then. "This is your husband?"

"Oh... Ja. Rumi's name is." Introducing her husband, who only nodded once with a faint smile.

Luciana chuckles. "I'm sorry... You're not married to an arrogant man, are you?"

"Eh... Isn't that what it is, that one?" Debby felt bad for Rumi because she understood, the one who could not look back at the woman before her.

"I'm sorry, Ci" said Rumi. Cupped into his two hands in front of his chest, trying to smile while looking a little and then turned his face again.

'ckckck... Yes, he is an ustadz child, he said. Alim man apparently.' Inner Lusi. "Yes Deb, I'm in first."

"Yes," replied Debby later, the girl turned to her husband. "I'm sorry, Brother."

"No papa, Deck. Just that I'm a little worried about their clothes being so all."

"It seems not at all, if Luciana is indeed a bit brave brother. So how?"

"Well, how else, it's here. Let's go in for a while if possible to get home, yeah we'll go home soon."

Debby nods, she grabs Rumi's hand and continues their footsteps towards the black-fenced house that is not so high.