Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
chapter 24. The story of Noah (season 2)

His afternoon...

The two children had just come home, they had immediately run in to visit Abinya in the room. He pointed out the new toy he bought with his grandparents.

It was seen Irsyad was also cool to help the two children open their toy wrappers on the bed.

Akmal's mother and father entered Irsyad's room.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Sapa mr. Akmal.

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah sir, ma'am." replied Irsyad with a friendly smile. He then kissed the back of his father-in-law's hand and shook his mother-in-law's hand.

"How are you doing, son?"

"Alhamdulillah sir, it's been better. But yes the legs are still limp in brought up and down the stairs."

"Yes, don't be first. In the room just now, take a complete break."

"Yes sir." smiled. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Must be a hard time taking care of the twins."

"Yes no son, the same father's mother was happy that Nuha and Rumi were in Priok. If you could just ask nginep all of you." Said Mrs Ratih.

"Yes son. Anyway, as long as you are still undergoing treatment at home, the children at home father and mother first. So Rahma can focus on taking care of you."

"MashaAllah, thank you very much sir, ma'am." Touched. Akmal also rubbed the back of his daughter-in-law.

Rahma entered soon. "Mas, there's a guest outside." Rahma.

"Who's deck?"

"Ustadz Rahmat and his son Faqih."

"MashaAllah, I'm going down the deck." Irsyad.

"Here let me help your body."

"Thank you very much sir, and I'm sorry Irsyad was a hassle."

"Who troubles whom? You're a son of a father so just relax don't be awkward." Akmal said, Irsyad smiled again.

With the help of Mr. Akmal, Irsyad walked very carefully down the stairs one by one, to the lower floor where the living room.

"Assalamualaik." Said Irsyad to a friend who was sitting next to a twelve-year-old boy."

"Walaikumsalam. Ustadz," Ustadz Rahmat moved and directly approached Irsyad also hugged him.

Rubbed Irsyad's back. "MashaAllah's... MashaAllah's... Thank God, I am so grateful that Ustadz can return home." Ustadz Rahmat.

"Alhamdulillah. Oh, God, I am so honored to feel. Ustadz The mercy is coming. Please sit ustadz." Make permissible.

"Thank you very much ustadz." Ustadz Rahmat helped Irsyad.

"So like old grandfather, me?" Chuckles.

"It's okay ustadz, the antum omen many love. Isn't that right, sir?" Ask ustadz Rahmat on Pak Akmal.

"Yes ustadz, that's right." Chuckles. Irsyad was just shaking his head while giving thanks.

"Son, you go in first."

"Yes sir, thank you very much sir." Irsyad. Mr. Akmal then nodded while rubbing Irsyad's back for a moment and sauntered in.

Before long Rahma who had used her hijab and veil came out to bring her drinks and snacks for their guests. "Please drink ustadz. And?" Rahma asked her gaze to a boy who just sat politely next to Ustadz Rahmat.

"Faqih, ukhti." Answer ustadz Rahmat.

"MashaAllah, look. Come on drink, Faqih." Rahma offered to the boy. The boy just nodded while smiling.

"My son is very shy, very rarely speaks." He said while smiling.

"Oh so yeah." Reply smile.

"Like antum ustadz... Antum rarely speaks." Irsyad chuckled and so did Ustadz Rahmat.

Rahma said goodbye while carrying the empty tray in.

"It's my pleasure, Ustadz Rahmat visited this afternoon. What else is the same Faqih."

"Gee... Even so I still thank you for this." Chuckles. Ustadz Rahmat also moved his seat next to Irsyad asking all the feelings at this time, including his condition, while Faqih focused on reading the book he had just bought with his Abinya.

No sooner had Noah come out, he turned to look at an older brother sitting there.

The boy was curious about what the big brother was reading, and then ran over to him.

"What did you read?" Noah asked Faqih. While Faqih only glanced at a glance and refocused on reading the book.

"Look at dong." He said he went up on the sofa. Seeing the book Faqih read was a picture hadith book that made him interested. Noah also pointed. "Dede likes the picture."

Faqih shifted her sitting position to feel uncomfortable with the toddler next to her. Toddler who talks a lot, and likes to bother it.

"Sister? Didn't you remember Surah Yusuf? Dede memorized the tablets." Showing off for looking at the Arabic script in the book. Faqih was silent.

"Sister can't huh? Lose dong to Dede." Noah opens the next sheet. Faqih was still trying to hold him back because he had not finished reading on the page.

"Look, it's nice there's a picture of his cow." Still trying to open it but Faqih still hold the book.

There Noah continued to babble at the cold and indifferent boy next to him.

Ustadz Irsyad and Ustadz Rahmat turned towards them. "A very active ustadz kid, huh?" Ustadz Rahmat Chuckles.

"To Noah this was indeed a lot of talk Tadz. If Rumi is more ignorant."

"Yes Tadz but it's exciting to have kids talk a lot." Ustadz Rahmat Chuckles.

"Seru anyway, but sometimes tired also serve him to talk. Look, it looks like Faqih is starting to get annoyed with Nuha. But the funny thing is that his expression is still flat." Laughs. Ustadz Rahmat was just a buzz.

"Dek Nuha—" call Abi Irsyad. The little girl looked over as well. "Don't bother Faqih's sister."

"Dede just look at the book brother, we see together, Dede not bother, brother? Is that right, brother?" Asked Noah, while Faqih only glanced a little and then refocused on his book without replying to the chatty little boy beside him.

Irsyad bobbing head.

"Abi, Dede buyin's rich book has this big brother huh, Abi!" Pinta the child.

"Dear on, it'll be the same Umma."

"Horeee. Noah also wanted to buy the same book that was exactly rich to have a brother." Naha. And again Faqih just glanced at it without answering. The boy was increasingly resuscitating his body into Faqih's arm. Because now Noah was standing on the sofa, focusing on seeing Faqih's book. And Faqih was seen tilting his body avoiding Noah so as not to read his book.

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It has been almost an hour Ustadz Rahmat and Faqih came home. On the way, Ustadz Rahmat turned to Faqih who was seen murmuring.

"Why son?" Tanya Ustadz Rahmat, rubbing Faqih's head.

"Faqih will no longer play at the house of Mr. Ustadz Irsyad."

"Why?" Ask Abinya.

"The baby's a bum." The answer.

Ustadz Rahmat Chuckles "Loh, Noah was a little boy, don't do that."

Faqih just sighed. 'The child is restless, chatty, ' Inner Faqih.

The car continued to run towards their home in the Asemka area.

The epilogue...

The Irsyad house...

"Pig... Abi... That brother will be Noah's Masya later."

"What?" Chuckles.

"Yes rich Umma got a mas." Nuha plain.

"Mass?" Irsyad frowned then glanced at Rahma.

"This is Abi, Umma's mas."

"O Allah Gusti, is this child?" Rahma was surprised to hear her daughter's innocent words.

"Hahaha" Irsyad laughed loosely and then kissed his daughter's cheeks feeling anxious.