Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
The Missing Chapter (punishment of Abi)

In the next day....

When the sun has risen, and the voice of the Dzuhur Adhan has begun to roar from the mosque toa-toa.

There was a sound of mutual interlinking calling upon the servants of God to immediately depart from their activities, and to step in to bow down to their Lord.

There Irsyad who was preparing was walking through Rumi's slightly open room and stopped his steps for a moment. For the sake of observing his son who is still cool with his work.

it looks like Rumi was busy completing his college assignment, with a laptop and stationery scattered on his bed. Before the morning after dawn he had to return to Bandung.

Tok... Two knocking on the door made Rumi look over, "iya Bi?"

"It's time to go to the mosque" replied Irsyad. Rumi nodded, and immediately cleaned up all the stationery and the laptop. Finding the child according to him, Irsyad also smiled faintly.

"Take the road first." Irsyad.

"Yes Bi." Rumi replied still struggling on the stationery, until a mobile phone ring made him turn his head and stop the activity.

He saw the name of a teacher he knew.

So make him immediately receive the phone call, and think if the call might be for a while. Until he began to dissolve his chat with the lecturer in sebrang, because they were discussing about campus events involving Rumi as the chairman of the committee.

Until the minute by minute passed, Rumi forgot if he had to go to the mosque immediately. "Yes sir, thank you, Assalamualaikum warahmatullah." Rumi closed her phone call.

He put his cell phone back on the table and rearranged his laptop. Deg for a moment his eyes were rounded, he had already passed the time of congregational prayer.

He is not even self-cleaning at the moment.

"o God, how is this?" Rumi, in the fog, quickly jumped down from her bed, grabbed a towel hanging near the bathroom door and immediately entered the bathroom to clean it.

After he finished he ran down the stairs with Koko and the sarong he was wearing, as well as the prayer mat hanging on his shoulder, at the same time, Irsyad found already back from the mosque, greeting the open main door, so that Rumi's steps stopped immediately, and pecked there.

"Wa. walaikumsalam warahmatullah." Looked at the face of Rumi when she found Abi who had been looking at her sharply.

"You're not going to the mosque?" Irsyad asked, walking closer to Rumi.

"Sorry Bi, Rumi's lecturer was on the phone, Rumi so took the phone call for a while, and Rumi forgot Bi's time, because there was an important discussion." Bows.

"How important is the call of a man to your God?" Ask Irsyad.

"Sorry Bi," the more bowed down was Rumi's head, because he felt his guilty self.

"Wudhu already?" Ask Irsyad coldly.

"Su..already."

"Sholat is there. Then meet Abi again in the living room."

Gleeek. "Yes Bi." Rumi replied slowly, then walked towards the prayer room.

While Irsyad was still staring at the tall man who had passed him, said Istighfar many times and then stepped into the living room while waiting for Rumi there.

Rumi who had finished the prayer and dhikr, now walked slowly to the father, he knew? That he would get punishment from Abi Irsyad, and he was ready.

'i will definitely get a Rattan punishment.' Rumi's inner pias.

"What is your purpose in living in Rumi's world?" Abi Irsyad asked coldly without looking at his son.

"Living the obligation as a servant of Allah SWT, by worshiping and avoiding his prohibition."

"Then all the work in the world?"

"Just as a job to fill free time before arriving at the next prayer hour." Rumi replied with a bow. Irsyad also moved while reaching for the rattan that was lying on the table.

"Then why do you prioritize your lecturer's phone calls over your God's calls?" Irsyad asked, while Rumi was just speechless, he could not answer.

"Lift your scabbard." Tell Irsyad who was standing behind Rumi.

Rumi's hand had squeezed the glove cloth she was wearing and lifted it slowly.

"Pronounce the Istighfar every time this sabbatan hits your calf." Tell Abi Irsyad who has raised the rattan high.

While Rumi just closed his eyes, preparing to get punishment from Abinya.

Irsyad also launched his first shot, to stick to Rumi's calf.

"Astagfirullah al'azim." Rumi grimaced, feeling the pain of the rattan sabetage. Both of his hands had squeezed the tighter the glove he was wearing.

Until it was time for the second sabetan Rumi again beristighfar.

At the same time, Rahma and Nuha had just returned from the minimarket. The eyes of both were slightly widened when they saw Rumi being given a penalty of sabetage by Abinya.

"For the last time, Abi hope you don't neglect your duties anymore, Rumi."

"I.iya Abi." Rumi's eyes were wet to withstand the pain of the rattan coating.

Until the last sabetan was launched, Rumi was no longer able to stand straight anymore.His body even leaned forward with both hands propped up to the back of the chair, feeling the extreme pain in his calf, while the lips that were still muttering spoke Istighfar many times, and the head that was bowed, Rumi actually cried there.

"O Allah, brother of Rumi." Noah looked at him with pity, when the elder brother was getting the punishment.

"Learn to worship with your love for your Lord, not out of fear of punishment from Abi. Understand right?"

"Yes Abi." Rumi was slightly limped and Noah immediately ran over to his brother to help him climb the stairs.

Meanwhile Rahma who stared sad could only be silent, it was like that was an Irsyad. She has encouraged her children ever since they grew up.

"My wife." Irsyad approached Rahma who grabbed her husband's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"Why did Rumi hit Bi? It's her." Slightly shedding tears.

Irsyad smiles. "Abi knew, but it was mandatory for Abi to do so that Rumi could manage his time, because he had received a call from someone, until he did not perform his prayer service in the mosque. Familiarize children to obey and punish them when our children are negligent. It's mandatory, baby." Irsyad gently caressed Rahma's head.

While the mother-of-two was silent, she still could not bear to see this, although Irsyad was very rarely angry at her children and her intensity was more in him, but still the husband if he has given the punishment especially to Rumi it is sometimes not responsible like that.