Pledge of Love Rumi
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After studying, Debby closed her Qur'an. He touched his own lips.

"This ring" for her while looking at her husband. Where Rumi was folding her alphabet, she smiled.

"Gruby."

"No, this fact..."

"Hehe... Want me to get wet?" Ledek Rumi who immediately got a fist on his arm slowly. "Sick, Deck. Your hands are light."

The girl chuckled. He touched Rumi's left hand later.

"Sister, by the way why the hell? Don't wear a ring? Rich me." Shows her own wedding ring that is coiled on her ring finger.

"Males shouldn't wear gold, Dek." replied Rumi, pinning Debby's hair on the ear. Because the girl had already let go of her face.

"Emmm... I want to know, why the hell? In Islam men are forbidden to wear gold? Is there a reason? Why only women can wear it?"

"There's... Ye know? That gold has poison, which is dangerous?"

"Emmm... As far as I know I am."

"The poison will mix with the blood. If she was a woman, she'd have a menstrual cycle every month. So toxic in the blood will be wasted every time women menstruate. It is different with men. Which will pile on the body, because it does not have access to throw it away. And that's dangerous deck."

"Oh... I see, so everything that is prohibited is actually not good for us. Just like why there is a ban on eating pork as Rumi said the content of tapeworms in the meat is many times more than other meat."

"Printers... It's true Dek. But if the animal is more into its natural habits anyway. He will need a friend to stimulate the female before fertilization. If according to my teacher njai that is. But, of course, there are many reasons why animals are forbidden to consume." Rumi rubbed Debby's head gently, where Debby just rounded her lips.

"Okay, no papa don't wear gold as much as you can wear a copper ring. Tell people you're married."

"Yes my... No need to wear a ring, people already know that I'm a married man."

"Yes for those who know, if not? Or do not-don't intentionally yes, let the bachelor look continues?"

"What the hell are you?" Rumi pulls Debby's cheek from anxiety. Where the wife immediately grimaced. Forgiving. "I don't like to wear jewelry, even if it's not gold, Dek." he continued.

"Why?"

"Yes, I don't like it. It's not comfortable" replied Rumi.

"Yes. Let your office people know you're married."

"The office knows I'm married."

"But not all."

"Almost everyone knows, Dek." replied Rumi did not want to lose.

"If not, go to the office. I wear it."

"Let's think about it." Smirks.

"Don't think. What's wrong with wearing it for a minute."

"inshaAllah yes. No promise either. It's not really comfortable." He grabbed his wife's hand and kissed her three times. Trying to melt down because he knew, this was the initial seed before a household tempest appeared.

Hearing that, Debby glanced back. Little irritated. "Submit. Wanted in the lyrics of the girl hold it for sure. So don't wear a wedding ring."

"Astagfirullah al'azim, he thought that was so?" Rumi was still trying to smile, while pressing his wife's two cheeks that were grumbling.

"Belton... Look out for that." Debby.

"Oh my goodness.. That girl is? It was fine. Turn to discuss what know-know directly ngambek gini."

"I'm not craving, B!"

"That's right? B is it out?" Rumi pulls Debby's nose in a fit of rage.

"Awaaass.... It hurts!!" Repelled again.

"Yes, don't sulk. I really don't feel comfortable wearing a ring."

Debby glances. "You never had any intention, did you want me to?"

"Never had any intention of showing you, how?"

"Yes that... You always refuse what I want."

"Yes Allah... Deck?"

"This is Rumi's sister, never wanted to do anything I wanted. A small example of a ring? How hard is it to use a try ring? Don't want to, do you?"

"I said I wanted to, Dek."

"But there will be frills inshaAllah does not promise" said Debby.

Rumi let out a sigh, he was confused what to say, if the wife was already in her irritated mode. And prefer to be quiet, when thousands of words start to come out to scatter him. Rumi was chin-backed while listening to whatever his wife said while grumbling.

"Why shut up? Like you mah, never horrified me again when I say."

"Yes a response."

"Later I will respond wrongly again, and our debate is not important is getting longer."

"It doesn't matter?"

"Yes... Significant... Important deck. Don't be extended, dear."

"c...!" Debby was getting irritated, she decided to just move on, then leave the prayer room.

"Dad?" Call Rumi with his head moving to follow Debora, while the one called just stay still, continuing his steps. "Haaaah... Snooze again. Basically a woman. If it's crooked again?"

Rumi shook his head, letting his wife for a moment. And he also rose from his position and then came out of the prayer room.

***

In kitchen...

Debby's preparing breakfast. Assisted by Rumi.

"Why am I after this?" Tanya Rumi stood next to her. Where Debby only glanced at a glance then threw away her face, walking closer to the hanging cabinet to pick up something.

Because the item to be taken is too high and a little far away makes Debby a little difficult. Tip a little while stretching one of his arms up.

"duh... That's a long way off," said Debby.

Rumi smiled, he approached. But just stand up and look at him.

"Bantuin' kek. Don't know what other people are in trouble?" Debby's still trying to get excited.

"Owh does anyone need a husband's help? But ask for her delicate help dong. Try any? I'll help you." Tell Rumi while smiling jail.

"Oh, I don't want to help." Debby decides to take a chair, approaches the hanging cabinet and climbs up. Make the chair a foothold. "I can take it myself..."

"Yes yes..."

Debby went back down, then tried to open a small bottle of freshly flavored powder. There Rumi again observed, because the wife seemed to have difficulty also when opening the lid.

"Difficult huh? Want me to help you?"

"No... Don't need. I can do it."

"Oh. yeah." Still observing.

"That's it... It's usually not as seeraaaaas, iniii..." To Debby.

"I'm opening this,"

"No need, I can."

"I'm here." To reach for the bottle in Debby's hand, but on the edge slowly.

"I can do it myself." Debby decides to turn her back, trying again to open it. Which Rumi left behind.

Long enough he struggled until finally giving up, he turned his body.

"What?" Ask Rumi.

"Open up" he answered.

Rumi smiled too. Approaching ears. "No wonder... Try saying it louder."

"Qc...! This book."

"The subtle dong. Wear the frills dearly maybe. Let me sincerely open the book." Chuckles without his voice as Debby tightly clenches her own lips, holding back a laugh.

"What the hell..."

"What's? Don't want to help."

"Yes is open. No need to wear frills. It's rich."

"Let's be sincere."

"Qc...! It can be." Debby still held back her laughter.

"Can dong, spit said."

Sighs for a moment. "Darling... Bukaine."

"Hehehe... MashaAllah." Rumi grabbed a small bottle in Debby's hand.Seeing the wife timidly said that. Makes him anxious. He turned to the door for a moment just to make sure, if Abinya had not returned and gave a sweet kiss on his lips three times.

Yep... As much as anything to hold back the annoyance, if our opponent is husband? No need to use thousands of seduction techniques. At first glance, our laughter has broken. Indeed the most difficult creature to be enemies for long, he is the husband. Hehe.

seriate...