Pledge of Love Rumi
make me your santri

Debby and Rumi are still stuck there. Look at the car that is getting away from the campus area.

"Darling, just two days. Though I was glad to learn a little religion from him." Debby's murmur broke the silence, between the two, Rumi smiled.

"You learn anything, with him?" Ask Rumi. Their distance was more than a meter while chatting, with their eyes staring straight ahead. Where the water flows from the ends of the precarious and slams into the ground.

"Emmmm about Islam that glorifies women, by limiting them to outside activities and closing the law." Debora replied, she turned to look at Rumi. "I became more understanding, why many Muslim women are hijab. And making the hijab is a mandatory fabric for women. Actually, so that they men can keep the boundaries so as not to interact carelessly with women. Yep... All because God thinks that woman is like a precious diamond, so it must be stored in a special place, so that no one can touch her carelessly."

"Like that..." Rumi replied slowly, she felt amazed when Debby could understand that.

"But brother? Why are hijab women's clothes different? Does everything mean something to each?"

"The hijab actually has a function to close the aurat. So the woman's aurat is actually not just the hair on the head. But the whole body except the face, and the palms. And people today, do not pay attention to the shari'a hijab according to the true view of Islam. They only focus on fashion trends. That's why, many of them are dressed but like naked, showing curves and so on."

"But, the point is they still want to hijab right, brother?" Ask Debby.

"Yes... But still have to pay attention to the Sharia as well. If possible, wear loose clothes, such as a dress, along with a hijab that can cover the chest, if possible with a color that is not too cool and many motifs."

"If veils?"

"Not mandatory anyway, but sometimes more in the designation for women who have married. Because women are a source of slander, especially if the woman is very beautiful that even invited the interest of other men." Said Rumi, while Debby was just a mangosteen.

"And one more... Hearts." Rumi. "Not only the head, nor the body. But the heart must also go with the hijrah."

"Heart also hijrah? Meanin?"

"A lot of people today? they were veiled, but did not pray, did not fast, did not obey his partner, did not serve his parents. If they talk a lot of lies, if their promises are broken, if given trust they are not trustworthy. And again they more often leave the obligatory for the sake of the Sunnah. It belongs to the hypocrites of his name." Tukas Rumi explained.

"Ribet yes." Debby Cetus.

"Not really complicated. If it is done from the heart. Not for imaging. Rosulullah Saw was also once at his tired point to preach. But Allah always affirms with His promise, that your wearyness in the world is for a good sake, fisabilillah.then Allah will reward the good of the world and the Hereafter, and the promise of Allah SWT is real."

"Have anyone ever experienced anything like that?" Ask Debby.

"There's... A bunch. Just ask those who believe in the greatness of Allah SWT, by putting love to Allah as the main, and Rosul after it. then what they feel is peace of heart. Even the good thing? it is no longer we who pursue the good of the world, but the world that will pursue us." Rumi smiled.

Debby immediately lowered her head. "the beauty of Islam.so want to quickly shahadat.... but I'm still in college, I also still need funds from my parents." Mumbled. "I'm afraid my school will drop out, I'll be estranged from my family. And? A lot of it makes me hard to convert."

"I believe you are a strong man. Hopefully yes?"

"Aamiin's." Debby smiled faintly with a blank look straight ahead. Then as fast as lightning he turned back. "Wait...! Big brother from earlier the lecture was just for me, huh? How come I didn't realize?" Debby pointed towards Rumi. The man also woke up and even became misbehaved.

"Emmm it? That's right, isn't it?"

"Gee... Whoa... Can continue this, mah. Be my teacher, Rumi." Debby bowed her palms in front of her chest. "Please."

"I'm sorry Deb." Answer Rumi.

"That could... Lecture at length. Yep... Yea? Want it."

"It was not on purpose, you have just found a female teacher. Not me."

"Why the hell."

"It's not good to be alone let alone a male teacher."

"Indeed why? I believe Rumi's brother is strong in his faith, there's no need for me to worry."

"Makanya halalin dong." Chuckles.

"Q...!" Rumi turned her face away, she even scratched the rough back of her head.

Don't want to go too deep.

Until both of them breathed almost simultaneously. Exactly a few seconds after the inconsequential debate it was dim.

So that makes Debby turn her head quickly while closing her mouth and then chuckling, feeling amused himself.

"Why laugh?" Ask Rumi. Debby also muffled her laughter.

"No. said the man, if the man and the woman? Unintentionally saying something simultaneously with the same time then it can be called a soul mate."

"Pronounce something? When's? I was quiet."

"So Rumi sighed, and together again the same me." Debby answered with a smile.

"Astagfirullah, the matter of Hela bawah doang directly links him with a soul mate? that's Deb's myth." Rumi turned her face away, and immediately diverted it by putting on her raincoat.

"I'm a myth, right if that's true? meaning it can be called one good thing dong. Isn't that the priest candidate?" Debby was about to get closer but was quickly restrained by Rumi using her helmet.

"Take two steps back." Said Rumi, really at that time he felt the trembling again, when Debby called him a priest candidate.

"Oh, my distance is far away, use told to back again." Debby Protest.

"Can't be anyway, don't call me a candidate for priest."

"why indeed?" Ask Debby.

"it's the same that you preceded fate" Rumi replied later.

"Destiny?" Debby asked, leaning her body closer towards Rumi.

"I... Yes fate," Rumi took one step back.

"My destiny, your destiny. Same with Rumi."

"What does it mean the same?" Rumi retreated again, because Debby was closing in.

"Yes the same... It is my destiny, you. While your destiny, I. Haha." Debby laughed crisply, seeing Rumi's expression that made her even more anxious. "Tok a step back anyway?"

Rumi's head bobble, she immediately put on her helmet, indeed leaving there as soon as possible is Rumi's best way. Avoiding the tremors that were already like large-scale earthquakes on his body was.

"Woy... Priest candidate? Really rushed? Want a list of KUA, right?" Debby laughing. Rumi was silent. Then came back because of the forgetfulness of something.

"Thank you for giving me a ride." He said stiffly, then again stepped closer to his motorbike.

"That's it?" Debby.

"Iya–" Rumi hurriedly got on her bike and left from there.

"Duh... When did you realize that I really admire you, Rumi." Debby smiled alone, staring at the back that was getting away from where she was standing.

Seriate...