Pledge of Love Rumi
romance message chat

During this blazing day, a car stopped in front of the fence. Debby was ready, welcoming Aunt Maryam who was waving to her.

Previously, the two of them had arranged an appointment to go somewhere, and with Rumi's permission Debby also came out. Heading to a seminar that made Ci Maryam as one of the speakers in the event. Not only that there is also one of the mosques that is very beautiful. Make Debby interested to join and his intention after the event they will also visit the area of the Islamic center.

Debby said hello after arriving in front of Mary with a cheerful smile, then got into the car. Until soon the car began to move, away from the house of Ustadz Irsyad.

In the car...

The cool breeze coming out of the AC, as well as melodious Islamic singing became their travel companions.

Talking here and there, telling something that really makes Maryam feel happy and relieved. More so when he found out, Debby's mother had already started accepting the girl's changes. Although the attitude of his father and brother is still the same, cold and seemingly indifferent. But at least it was much better, emanating from Debby's cheerful aura that seemed to be starting to return.

"Mama had a greeting also for Auntie?"

"Oh, is that it?"

"Yes. Mama said, I have to learn to be a devout Nausea woman like Aunty."

"MashaAllah..." Maryam was flattered by the remark, her lips even kept on flabbergasting, while focusing on the slightly quiet path. "Greetings to my mom."

"Yes Aunt, I'll tell you later" said Debby smiling happily. Enjoy the day trip with a feeling of peace in the heart, until soon the phone vibrates. A sign of an incoming chat message, which is lightning fast opened by Debby. Because it's from Rumi.

📲 (Assalamualaikum, yes Zaujatti... So go with Auntie, 'do you?) As the message.

Debby replied quickly, but only a few hours ago she was in Bandung. Longing had already penetrated his soul, making him want to meet soon afternoon. Waiting for my husband to come home.

📱 (Walaikumsalam my husband. Da... It's again on the road. Have you had lunch, haven't you?) Reply Debby.

Waiting again for a moment, when there is writing typing under the name written by my Halal Prince.

"Who? Rumi huh?" Ledek Aunt Maryam. The girl nodded quickly with her smile. "Ooo..." Aunt Maryam just rounded her lips, allowing Debby to send a message with her husband.

Before long, the message came back in. Where Debby immediately read it, because she has not been out of the chat menu Rumi.

📲 (Already dong... I ate a balado egg side dish. Can I ask you?)

Debby typing directly.

📱(What?)

📲 (What did you cook the egg, baby? It's different from what I eat now)

Debby thought for a moment, the feeling of nothing strange. What does Rumi think is bad? How thought. He also replied again.

📱 (Different how? It must be better what you ate earlier?)

Tings....! A reply message came back in, which Debby immediately opened.

📲 (If this one is ordinary, just make full. If what you made earlier made me miss more, then I bought another round egg for my lunch side dish. Is it because it's sweet...? Rich you.)

Debby chuckled as she covered her mouth with one hand.

"Astagfirulah... It's probably people." muttered Debby, who reread the message, because she was happy. Isn't that the usual thing that women do, when there is a message that makes it melt? Then he would read it over and over again. Maryam who saw that was happy.

Debby returned the message after reading it three times. And with that he still chuckles.

📱 (The combination is stale. Obviously sweeter, got me in the stew, while the one you ate earlier in the balado... hadeehhh must be something? what do you want me to love when I get home, husband?😘)

Not only Debby who smiles when she replies to the husband, but Rumi who is there is also the same. Rumi writes a reply to his wife, which again makes Debby eager to open it.

📲 (Quite pamper me... 😌)

📱 (Reran, the request in manjain continue wkwkwkwk..)

📲 (Yes... Before there was a little baby. The big baby first, the one in the manjain. Ehh... Zaujatti, don't think nothing. I'm not home yet. 😅😅)

Debby immediately widened her eyes, then laughed. Making Mary a little gasp then sighed, as Debby apologized to her aunt while laughing.

'basis newlyweds.' inner Maryam while shaking her head, but she still understood. Young couple newly married a few months hehehe.

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This is the Islamic center...

Where there is a library that collects Islamic books for generations. From children to adults. On the right side of the area is a large mosque. On the left end? There is one hall that is quite spacious, where the seminar was held.

Debby and Maryam got out of the car. An event organizer approached, and invited them both to enter. But not yet had the two entered, Maryam stopped her steps. When looking at the banner perched on its support pole, close to the entrance.

He was stunned when the other speaker was a Habib who seemed to know.

Because his face is familiar.

"Habib Bilal Lutfhi Asegaf." murmured Maryam very softly read his name.

"What's Ci?" Ask the lady next to him.

"There's nothing." Mary smiled and continued her steps in. Followed by Debby and the committee.