Pledge of Love Rumi
Jeer at them

When they had dinner, they all gathered at the same table.

It looked uncomfortable once Rumi who just lowered her head. Because in front of him there are about five women including the mother of Debby.

Three of them wear clothes that really show a little part of their chest. Laughing loudly while telling stories here and there.

None of them spoke to Rumi and Debby, except Mama.

The middle-aged mother put some rice cobs onto Rumi and Debby's plates. They say thank you, especially Debby who feels grateful when the warmth of the mother has returned.

The dining room is getting boisterous, the clinking of spoons and forks that clutter cut meat makes the eating atmosphere warmer.

Luciana glanced at the man next to Debby, then chuckled softly laughing. Because Rumi's hand that was holding a spoon and fork seemed very trembling. His head was not even raised at all, putting one mouthful of rice into his mouth.

He's cleared his throat. "Deb, the other day I met Justin."

The deg...! Rumi sculpted, listening but remained in his lowered position.

"He's great now, holding company X, one of his grandfather's branches of the company."

"Gee... That's a pretty big company. Who is Justin?" His mother, Margaretha, asked.

"The guy who's loved Debby since High School. He was on campus with me first. The guy's cool and established."

"Waaah... How do you suddenly feel dear?" Margaretha's lips. There were some who responded with laughter, some who responded with another sneer. Unlike the brother, father and mother Debby who just keep quiet.

On the other hand, Debby turned to look at Rumi, she was not at all happy to hear Lusi's words earlier. While the husband was silent, grabbed a glass of water next to his plate and then swigged it quietly. Debby looked back at Susi who was in front of her.

"Lusi, can you not discuss that?" Debby whispered to her cousin.

"Oh... I'll just tell you if it'll be a problem."

"of course! here is my husband, you must be able to keep his feelings." Starting to rile, where Rumi's hand immediately grabbed Debby's hand. The girl turned her head and saw Rumi smiling thinly while shaking her head. That is, there is no need to speak anything to respond to their words, while he himself does not mind it.

The girl sighed, glancing cynically at the girl who was leaning half her lips.

"Oh.. By the way, what does your husband do?" Ask Antoni.

"My husband, just got into one of the companies. As a graphic designer."

"new? Where's the whole job?" Ask Margaretha.

"Over the years, I was still unemployed and relied on income from aunt da'wah," replied Rumi kindly.

"Yes my... Idle out? All this time your husband's been fucking idle Deb? So, you dong's living her." Pointing towards Rumi.

The deg....! Rumi was stunned but he was still silent. Grasping Debby's hand grew stronger, holding her back who was about to open her voice. While Debby shook her head slowly, she took a stand. Really, it feels like he threw words that are no less sharp in order to reply to the words of his aunt and then invite Rumi to leave the table, and leave here. Because it looks like the family of the father's two sisters is deliberately insulting her and her husband.

"Margareth!!! Can you shut your mouth? Eat quietly, don't you ask as if you're introgating my son-in-law," said Debby's mother who began to be uncomfortable.

"Ci, where's the problem? I'll ask... Just asking!"

"But your question is very unpleasant to hear...!"

"It's not good to hear what, it's natural that I want to know, isn't that nak ustadz?" Asked while holding back laughter.

"Emmm... Yes, yes Aunt. It's okay, Mah." Rumi smiled, friendly.

"Astagfirullah al'azim." Debby really wants to get out of there.

"Then, I want to ask? Which company do you work for?" Ask Margaretha.

"In company X."

Some who heard it laughed. Because Lucia spoke with her loud voice.

"Lusi, stop...! Hurry and apologize to my husband." Jerky Debby.

"View... You're defending a man who's not even staring at us bravely."

Braaaaaack....! Debby breaks the table, makes Rumi jerk in shock then beristighfar later.

"LUSICANE!!!" Debby exclaims.

"What?" Replied with a defiant look back on Debora.

"That's enough...!!!" Sir Yohan. Making everything there stand still for a moment. "I invite you to eat not to argue or insult each other. So please appreciate me as the Host here."

Everyone nodded and continued eating. Debby beristighfar many times, her eyes have condensed, really she wanted to take Rumi out of her parents' house but Rumi still held her in the same way smiled at her.

Some of them came out of the kitchen. While others are still at the dinner table enjoying the fresh fruit that is there. One by one they started to come out. With only Debby and Rumi left, the girl took a moment to wash her hands.

On the other hand the mother began to walk up to Rumi who was still sitting alone at the dinner table, he brought the apples that had been peeled in a small plate and handed them to Rumi.

"Yes my. Mah, why is this given to Rumi?"

"Mama really doesn't know where to say your apology to you."

"Kok Mama said that. Apologize for what?"

"You must be very hurt, right? About that."

Rumi smiled. "Geez, not Mah. Rumi didn't feel anything."

"Don't lie. Aunty and Debby's Om are like that. Especially Mamah's nephew earlier. But not everything is rough, just a few."

"Really, I'm not the kind of person who gets hurt easily. Because in Islam we are always taught to breastplate. Saying that doesn't make me hurt."

Mrs Brigitta smiled. He grabbed a piece of the apple and stretched it out to Rumi. "Eat this kid, Mama's hands are clean."

"Haha... Oh my goodness." Rumi opened her mouth, where her mother-in-law's hand began to move to insert a piece of fruit. "Thank you Mah, the fruit is fresh. Delicious."

"Hahaha Oh my God... My daughter-in-law is very delicate when you say, Mama's heart is so."

"MashaAllah's. Mama could have praised."

"Misache... Because it's a fact." Laughing, it was the same as Rumi who also returned her laughter.

Debby who saw that was deeply moved, she immediately approached the two.

"Mama, is it just Rumi's sister?"

"Oh, you want to?"

"Yes is it."

"Here, open your mouth."

"Aaaa... Emmm" Debby chewed on it.

"Nake?"

"Enak Mah's... What's more out of Mama's hand" praised Debby.

"Haha... This kid, here eats a lot of ya." Feed again to Rumi. I don't know why he saw his son and daughter-in-law like a child. Moreover, Rumi complied once when in the fruit bribe from his hand, he did not show an awkward expression at all let alone reject it.