Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
rahma and Aida's Meeting

During his time in Magelang Rahma learned many things, about the habits of the Irsyad family that is really thick with religion, understandably Irsyad's father was one of the administrators of Pondok Pesantren, they are well-respected families in his village, but the thing that makes Rahma salut is the simplicity of the family. Seen from the house of Irsyad's parents who are just ordinary, absolutely not living luxury, even if in thought, with a garden and rice fields that many Irsyad family should be able to buy anything, Irsyad family can buy anything, not to mention the tobacco gardens that he said also in their possession, which if one harvest can produce rupiah coffers that are not small, but the location is rather far because the land is in a mountainous area. Even simplicity is embedded in Irsyad as well, which if he was in his hometown he did not hesitate to do any work without being told. Really, Rahma should feel luckier, right? having Irsyad's husband, like? When Irsyad helped his father in the rice fields, you can imagine, an Ustadz as well as a Lecturer still want to help his father in the rice fields, you can imagine, Irsyad's father had a fairly large rice field near Pondok Pesantren which was managed by Kyai Muktar his father Irsyad.

Actually, the rice field is taking care of not only his father Irsyad himself there are some workers there, but Kyai Muktar still likes to come to the rice field every day, if asked, if asked, it feels good to be in the fields all day, whether it's checking the waters, fertilizing, spraying pest medicine, sometimes he does it all himself.

This afternoon, at eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Aminah's mother gave a woven bag to Rahma, the contents of which included thermos, mineral water, and a bushel containing food.

"Sir, already know where the rice field is, please deliver this alone huh? Mother is a little dizzy." said Mother Aminah smooth, Rahma nodded.

"Mom'd you like Rahma to make some warm tea first?" ask Rahma.

"Don't fuck off, I just want to take a little break." The reply. Rahma kissed the back of her mother-in-law's hand and went to the rice fields to deliver food for her husband and father-in-law. Yesterday he was invited Irsyad around the rice field using his motorcycle, so Rahma understood where the location of the rice field.

Not too far away, Rahma could still walk, and it did not take long for Rahma to arrive, she saw several people sitting under the coconut tree resting, including her husband, smiling at Rahma, Irsyad went up and approached Rahma. Rahma grabbed Irsyad's hand.

"Sorry my hands are a little dirty on the deck" said Irsyad as Rahma kissed the back of her hand.

"it's okay, sir" replied Rahma. Irsyad also grabbed the woven bag and took Rahma through a very narrow path as a barrier one plot with another rice field.

"Auti Garwone samang opo syad?" (This is your wife's martyr) asked one of the fathers.

"Sweak mr lek." Answer Irsyad.

"Wes, pantes, rabbi nervous projections, wong ayu koyo ngene iki cah..." (Directly rush to get married, beautiful people like this?) he was greeted with laughter all. Rahma who does not understand the language just bowed down while smiling, Irsyad turned to Rahma, she really liked Rahma who during here more smile, more smile, he did not even grumble much with his tone as taut as when in Jakarta.

After Irsyad finished washing his hoe in an irrigation near the rice field with Rahma squatting next to him.

"Sir, ade's still here?"

"Why did I ask that?"

"Just want to ask, fear of deck Rahma is not at home" said Irsyad, Rahma was silent, actually not not not uncomfortable, just feeling awkward, especially when there is no work, Rahma was silent, want to play the phone is not good let alone lying in the room.

"Dad?" Irsyad called because she knew Rahma was daydreaming.

"Rahma is at home," replied Rahma lirih while looking straight ahead. Irsyad smiled at her smile.

"Alhamdulillah then dear." replied Irsyad, now he has finished cleaning the hoe, Irsyad went, followed by Rahma.

They walked slowly back home. "Dek, your cooking was delicious" said Irsyad who at that time made Rahma turn her head.

"Mas is mocking Rahma huh?" ask Rahma.

"Loh, mock how? That's muji."

"Muji how? Mas will know it's mother's cooking, not Rahma's cooking." said Rahma a little upset.

"Yes but I did help, it means the same, there is interference dear you." said Irsyad while caressing Rahma's head.

"Rahma is just cut vegetables and wash them. How can you call it Rahma who cooked it." Rahma grumbling.

"Hehehe is, but the point is, mas happy to learn" said Irsyad, while Rahma was still silent. After exiting the path they also walked on the edge of the paved road that is not too crowded vehicles. A motorcycle stopped in front of them.

"Chapter Ruri, mashaAllah." Irsyad hugged the grandfather, while kissing the back of his hand many times, While the woman pulled her vehicle on the shoulder of the road she shook hands with Rahma.

"A long time no see, last time you came home two years ago." Said Abah Ruri using Javanese language, while removing her embrace,

"Yes, last year could not go home because of the many jobs, on campus and also filled the da'wah," explained Irsyad, "where's the plague?" tanyanya.

"Obviously, it's old so you have to go back and forth control to the puskesmas" he replied as he chuckled.

"Allah take care of your health, then? who this?" irsyad asked Abah Ruri while pointing at the woman next to Abah Ruri.

"She's Aida, my granddaughter, remember that?" tanyakanya. Aida smiled at Irsyad, look at a glance Rahma a little dislike with Aida's smile on Irsyad, Irsyad also remembered.

"Oh... Which at that time was still often carried equally abah, wow it was very big it turned out."

"Yes, he just graduated High School this year" replied Abah. "By the way, is she your wife?" ask Abah Ruri.

"Ahhh yes bah, she's Rahma Irsyad's wife, we just got married this week" replied Irsyad introducing Rahma.

Rahma smiled as she put her hands in front of her chest to greet her. The one who was greeted with a smile from Ruri's brother.

"Beautiful wife, congratulations to both of you, may you always be happy, and have a baby soon?" Abah Ruri said while rubbing Rahma and Irsyad's head.

"Yes bah Aamiin." replied Rahma and Irsyad assured.

"Then, you go home first, want to rest," he said with a smile. Irsyad also helped Ruri's brother approach Aida's motorbike, Rahma's eyes were still fixed on the girl in front of him, because from then on his gaze did not go to Irsyad.

"Be careful Aida brings her motorbike." said Irsyad, who was then answered with a smile and a sparkling look from Aida's eyes.

The bike also drove slowly leaving Rahma and Irsyad who were still staring at the bike. Rahma turned to Irsyad who was still smiling.

"Really, a smile is very cheap mas ya." said Rahma, so it makes Irsyad turn his head.

"Ehh?"

"Yes, the young girl is very beautiful, and hijab anyway, you must like that type?"

"Pfffflhttt. This jealousy must be." asked Irsyad.

"A... Whahuh? No, it's normal."

"Yes, I know I'm jealous of Aida?"

"No, I don't need to be a geer." That flushed face immediately turned away,

"Where is the mas geer deck, a reality person like that? Just look at you looking pissed at them for smiling at them, right? More precisely because there's Aida, right?" Irsyad.

"I... That it? I've been..." Rahma threw away her face, she stepped up first leaving Irsyad who was still laughing.

"Oh, glad." muttered Irsyad who was also following Rahma.