Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
chapter 8. Teach Rahma (season 2)

under Rahma was feeding Noah.

The little girl was still a henchman playing fairy godmother with some of her dolls.

while Mbak Rani takes care of Rumi who is still running around carrying her shot.

After finishing Rahma climbed the stairs while carrying a plate of brownies that she cut earlier and left the children briefly with mbak Rani to accompany the husband who was enjoying the afternoon in the afternoon second floor, with a cup of coffee.

Rahma sat next to Irsyad who was reading a book that read laa tahzan (do not grieve.), also placed the plate nearby.

"Like to read that book anyway?"

"Dear, this book teaches us to be grateful for everything we have."

Rahma rounded her lips. Only to that extent, she was not very interested in the books owned by her husband. For Rahma it was very boring.

Yes, even though the husband always asked Rahma to read. Just how else? Reading is not his hobby. He prefers to watch dramas. Or listening to music.

Irsyad nipped his coffee. Then put the cup again on the table.

"Mas, how's today?" ask Rahma. Irsyad took off his glasses and placed the book in his hand on the table.

"Currently, Alhamdulillah dear."

"Thank God." murmured Rahma.

"Oh yeah. Three weeks later there is tausiyah in Bandung dear." said Irsyad.

"Wahhh mas already want to preach again?" Rahma. For the past few years, he has always rejected the offer of preaching.

Now suddenly the husband said he was going to Bandung to preach again.

"Actually all because of Mr. Huda's wishes. This is also at his brother's invitation."

"Is that so? But I'm sincere, right?"

"insyaAllah is sincere deck. No time?"

"Alhamdulillah, Rahma is glad to hear it, if you want to preach again."

Irsyad smiled as he rubbed Rahma's head. "If preaching mas so often come home late, dear. And again if the trip is far away. Deck Rahma be bobo alone." Touching Rahma's nose with her index finger.

Rahma smiled. "Bak Rani hasn't come home yet."

"Well, why?"

"You leaned on the shoulder of Irsyad" Rahma said in a powerful voice.

"Wow are the signs?"

"What signs?"

Irsyad whispers. "Signs of the Ummanya children ask in love rations." Chuckles. Seeing Rahma round her eyeballs.

"This one is yes." Pulling cheeks Irsyad.

"uh right? Cheek tugging. You are also a child."

Rahma chuckles. "Kaya dare. There's Rani's mom under the tablets."

"Was this nantangin? dek Rahma thought mas did not dare what? Mas sling really, huh, mas take it to the room, want?."

"Try it, if you dare." Rahma propped up her chin increasingly challenging her husband with long hair that she put aside entirely. To the right so that the pure white neck of Rahma is visible.

The husband shakes his head.

"It's too loud for you, huh? Bite on it too."

"What?" Chuckles.

"This bread." Irsyad grabbed the bread that Rahma had brought and bit her with a look towards Rahma. Rahma also grunted.

"Do you look disappointed? Disappointed not to be in the carrier and bitten?" Ask Irsyad while chewing. He held back his laughter as the wife began to frown. Then stretched out the bread in his hand to put it on Rahma's lips.

"Mas ih..."

"Gigit dong." Pinta Irshad's.

Rahma was surprised not to be a bitch. Is Irsyad getting more active? Hahaha Rahma's teaching is sure.

"Mas!"

"Feed." Replied Irsyad while raising his eyebrows pretentiously cool.

"Kalo mbak Rani or children suddenly ride how?"

Irsyad just chuckled. "Let's not be caught just come in let's go to the room, we continue that earlier." Goda Irsyad's.

Rahma pinched Irsyad's arm, making Irsyad complain while laughing.

"Sick deck."

"Sukurin's wrong who's naughty."

"Snake but favors tok deck? Rasakno kui, one sopo gawe geregetan?" (That aside, whose fault is it that makes gregetan?)

"Kan.kan start using a language that Rahma does not understand."

Irsyad. "Eatya learn. Here learn the same kang mas lecturer."

"No way, mas lecturer if you like the strange."

"Not a serious deck. Try it first. Follow my words."

"Okay." Rahma.

"Me?"

"Me?"

"Yen turu test?"

"Yen turu test" Rahma actually followed with Javanese which really sounded very stiff and strange.

"Mesti Koyo?" Irsyad closed his mouth and couldn't help but laugh.

"The feeling of Rahma is not good" said Rahma who was suspicious.

"Don't suuzon. Already let's continue. He said he wanted to learn Javanese?"

"Ck!"

"Don't shrink. Come on, chuck."

"Mesti koyo?"

"Wedus's a rascal." Irsyad said it while chuckling.

"Wedus's a rascal." Doubtful but still spoken, Think for a moment. Irsyad could not help but laugh at the expression of his wife.

"Try on google can loh translate Java language. Here's the type yes." He grabbed his phone and typed the words he said earlier.

"Close your eyes, baby." Still holding back laughter.

"Not close your eyes, here Rahma saw."

"Eitsss close your eyes first."

"No need to be rich."

"Yes already. Wait for the count of three just open ya." Irsyad put his phone on the table.

"One, two?" Irsyad. "Three..." He took a thousand steps into his room and closed the door.

At the same time, Rahma was reading it.

"I wake up rich in sheep?" (his hair is rich hehehe sheep) The eyes of Rahma are perfectly round.

"MAS IRSAAAAAAAAAAADDDD!!!" rahma from outside. The husband inside was laughing.

Laughing stupidity wife upppsss sorry.

"O Allah Gusti my stomach hurts." murmured Irsyad still laughing in the locked room, avoiding the tantrums of the wife he had worked for.