Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
Chapters 2. Aib couple (Season 2)

In the evening. Rahma has not finished her job of ironing clothes.

It is common that if Sunday ma'am housekeeper does not come, then all homework will be held by Irsyad and Rahma.

Actually Rahma used to iron after Zuhur, but at eight this morning Irsyad invited her and the children on vacation to the safari park, and just returned after the magrib.

Irsyad approached his wife in a laundry room close to the kitchen.

Look tired and lethargic his wife, probably due to fatigue.

"Dek, it's night in the works tomorrow" said Irsyad.

"For a while now, the uniforms of Noah and Rumi that made tomorrow have not been ironed. And koko batik who wants to wear a mas tomorrow also tangled again because of the pile of other clothes."

Irsyad was stunned, did you remember that tomorrow is the first day the twins entered PAUD "Oh yes, Rumi and Nuha have started to enter early childhood educators tomorrow?" muttered.

"Yes mas." said Friendly, still busy with his work.

"It doesn't feel right, our kids are starting school" Irsyad said.

Rahma smiled.

"I am also getting older" replied Rahma.

"Mas is also the deck." Swiping Rahma's head.

"What's wrong, Mas Irsyad doesn't look like the fathers know."

"Masa? My age is almost forty years old. Even several times Rahma found gray hair, right?"

"Emmm yes, but the face of this mas loh that makes the heart not calm, if the age is not looked at yes, want mas ngaku still bachelors as well as believers."

Irsyad. "MashaAllah, that's not the deck, the bachelor time."

"Emang fact is, mas is still handsome and looks youthful, unlike Rahma. it's delicious to be a man, not easy to look old, unlike women when we are too good age. But I'm older than Irsyad." Rahma rubbed the sweat with her arm, ironing it did produce hot air.

Irsyad was stunned, Rahma was not like before, but for her Rahma was still beautiful. Her pure white face really exuded her natural beauty.

But actually women, will always feel not care with the shape of the body and the natural beauty of his own face.

One Irsyad shirt was finished he ironed and hung near the ironing table.

with the clothes of Noah and Rumi.

Irsyad touched Rahma's face "It's my wife, don't iron it all. Continue tomorrow yes dear." pinta Irsyad did not have the heart, see his tired face.

Rahma smiled. "Big mas."

"Sir, the housework is endless. Do not continue yes. Tomorrow again." Irsyad pulled the cable plug from the iron.

"Just go on tomorrow." Tell Irsyad, Rahma nodded.

Irsyad smoothed for a moment, then grabbed Rahma's wrist.

"Mas has made sweet tea for us, now we drink tea first yuk in the middle room. Mumpung the twins are asleep, we first date." Invite Irsyad, Rahma also chuckled while following the footsteps of her husband who had held Rahma's arm.

In the living room Rahma found a large cup of sweet tea on the table.

"Why just one?"

"And the deck."

Rahma smiled. It's really him. Her husband always wanted to be together. Balance the yes between saving and romantic hahaha.

The two sat side by side, Rahma resting her head on Irsyad's lap. Waiting for the tea to cool down a little.

"Rahma happy, everywhere a husband will be indifferent to his wife. Many even among the husbands do not care, want the wife to work twenty-four hours without stopping or not? the important thing is that the job of the husband to find money is enough. But another case with Rahma's husband, Irsyad even often forbid Rahma to do homework and focus on taking care of children."

Irsyad smiles. "Sir, taking care of children is not more tiring, huh? than the job of cleaning the house? What else we got two kids."

"Yes, but usually the men do not care about the duty of the wife. Even boro-boro helps, just pay attention is not willing." said Rahma. Irsyad was silent.

"Mass?"

"my friend told me a story yesterday. She was a housewife, just like Rahma. He worked at the same hospital as Rahma. He married a man and now lives in Lampung. Not only was she willing to leave her job, she also lived in one house with her mother-in-law. Even my friend said, every day he always felt uncomfortable living there." Rahma continued to speak at length. While Irsyad just silence while rubbing Rahma's head.

"Of course, his father's mother was a merchant. Yes, good people are. There were often events at her in-laws' house. My friend is indeed good at cooking according to Rahma, therefore, every time there is a show, Rahma's friend is always making dishes. Without being helped, while taking care of his toddler son."

"Even sometimes still often in the wrong, even though he took care of his own son and did the homework without being helped by anyone. Waking up in the morning just to prepare breakfast for her two in-laws. Cleaning the house, taking care of the children. And home should stay clean. And dinner must also be served."

"But alas, of all that he did there was absolutely no price in the eyes of his parents. Moreover, the husband who does not care at all, if in the brood boro-boro in bela there is even my friend who was angry, because? Emmpp" Irsyad silenced his wife's mouth with a kiss on the lips, all because Rahma continued to babble without pause, even more here and more excited, as well as upset with the story he brought himself. Rahma pushed him Slowly Irsyad's shoulder went up until the kiss came off.

"This is yes, Rahma is telling a story."

"What stories are we talking about other people's ugliness?" asked Irsyad while rubbing Rahma's lips with her thumb.

"Mas' story, Rahma's friend confided to Rahma."

"That's the wrong deck."

"Who? Rahma's parents are friends?"

"Friends of Rahma."

"What's that?" Rahma sat down.

"Yes that. Who did he tell you that was? Husband right? Same as his parents?"

"Yes. But it is sad, kasian friend Rahma in gituin." replied Rahma.

"Mas knows, but with such a reward he fell deck, even his sin increased." Irsyad gently stroked Rahma's hair.

"Yes but right?"

"Our partner is our clothes, we expose his ugliness as well as undressing ourselves. Ade heard that from your friend's side, right? Ade did not see what the actual condition was like there, there could have been spices in the story. That would be a slander for her husband and her husband's two parents, that's a big sin dear."

Rahma. No debate is useful either. What is the power of him who only knows Alif, ba', ta'. Had to argue with the memorizer thirty juz.

So silence and listening is what he must do when the husband has discussed religion.

"Yes, tell me. The law in the household is to dress each other into the clothes of each partner. Don't get ugly on the deck. Ade may be good yes indulge in the ugliness of the husband to get sympathy from people, but if the position is behind, Ade's husband who indulges in the ugliness of Rahma deck is indeed you Ridho? No right? The point is the problem in the house that no outsiders hear the deck. Let alone outsiders. Say we live with our parents. We have personal problems do not let the problem out of our room until it is heard in the ears of the house. From here, understand, right?"

"Yes, I understand" replied Rahma.

Irsyad smiles. "Pinter's wife is this mas."

"Huuhh the intention of the heart to praise the husband even got the lecture of Mr. Ustadz."

Irsyad. "Don't compare our partner with other people's partner dear because the human attitude is different. A good thing about him might be bad for him. And vice versa."

"Yes, Mr. Ustadz." Rahma grabbed her teacup. "A drink of mas." Rahma brought the cup closer to Irsyad.

Irsyad smiles. "Dek Rahma used to dong."

"No want ah, the drinking period in the former Rahma continues. Not polite for long."

"What is not polite? It was a kiss indirectly." said Irsyad who immediately closed his mouth while chuckling. Kala saw Rahma widen her eyes.

"Te..the theory of where is it?"

"Ustadz Irsyad's theory of love." Cuppph Irsyad kissed Rahma's cheek that was blushing.

"What's wrong, this mas, indirect kiss. Hadeeeehh bucin..cucin" Rahma Chuckles.

"What is bucin?"

"Alaaaah I won't understand." Rahma laughed and brought the cup close to her own lips.

"Bismillah first deck."

"Yes mas already in the heart." replied Rahma origin. Though not yet.

Irsyad bobbing head. Only then did Irsyad drink the warm sweet tea.