Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
the Missing Chapter (the conversation of two fathers)

The night is getting late. Somehow Faqih still could not close his eyes as usual who always slept less than eleven hours a night, and woke up at three in the morning.

Perhaps because of the nervous feeling that continues to hit the recesses of his heart, along with the misgivings of the reaction of Ustadz Irsyad and Noah himself after hearing his good intentions. But he seemed more worried about Irsyad's answer, I don't know he was afraid he would reject his proposal.

Given that of the many men only he is an ordinary Tafiz teacher, others can be said to be great men with all his titles and jobs. Yes, although he had studied in Cairo, but until now he still has no desire to teach anywhere other than the house Tafiz owned by his own Abinya.

Outside the rain has begun to subside only left behind the sound of crickets and other night insects that began to boisterously accompany the atmosphere of the night.

Faqih also raised his palms, offering prayers to Almighty God. Hope his good intentions will get a good answer. Slowly he began to lay down his body, sleeping on his side hugging a bolster pillow, while his right hand made his head pad. Try as hard as possible to close your eyes, and dispel all thoughts that make it pounding. Yes man only plans, tries, and prays, the rest is still God SWT decisive. So Faqih thought to win her heart, until now she can sleep in her sleep.

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In tomorrow...

Ustadz Rahmat visited Ustadz Irsyad's office, where the man had just entered his room after teaching in class.

Looked happy face hue, ustadz Irsyad welcomed ustadz Rahmat who was approaching him.

"Assalamualaik." Sapa ustadz Rahmat. He suddenly hugged the body of Ustadz Irsyad.

"Walaikumsalam... O Allah, straight in the arms of the old man who did not meet." Ustadz Irsyad replied to the friend's embrace. Both are chuckling.

"There's something I want to say. I hope it's good news."

"Well, what is that? Let's go into my room ustadz, we're talking inside." Invite ustadz Irsyad, accept it kindly. The two of them came in and sat facing each other.

Until the chat was opened with a stale basic conversation for a moment, while preparing the words that will be issued ustadz Rahmat.

"Listen ustadz, I want to ask you before. What is the Noah Deck, is there a suitable candidate? I mean, has there been a man who preached it, and Ustadz Irsyad accepted it?" Ask Ustadz Grace carefully.

Irsyad was smiling. "If you propose, and it has come to me there are about five young men. But I can't accept them yet."

"Well why ustadz?"

"Of course, it's not ready to take it off, yet" he replied. Ustadz Rahmat was a little hesitant, but he began to try again.

"But, sorry Ustadz. Last night? My son Faqih said. If she admires Antum's son, and intends to marry him."

Irsyad. Not because he disliked Faqih, but as if a past recording of a conversation between the men made it as a joke while he was in the hospital, along with his memory when little Noah asked Faqih permission to be made a mas' him. It was as if all of that made the heart a little touched. Until even a thin smile.

"Ustadz, how? Why silence?" Tanya ustadz Rahmat's.

"It's okay, ustadz. Tell you what, give me some time to think, and pass this on to my wife, and also to Noah. I'll give you the answer."

"That's it, alright Ustadz. Sorry for talking like this, ustadz."

"Ahhh, it's okay ustadz, Antum's intention is good. I'm happy, and say my regards to Faqih ya."

"Yes Ustadz, thank you. May Allah be meridhoi, the two be fooled."

"Aamiin's." Smilingly. The two of them shook hands and ended with a hug after moving before. Only then did Ustadz Rahmat come out of the room ustadz Irsyad.

A moment of Ustadz Irsyad daydreamed, shortly after the door was closed from the outside by Ustadz Rahmat.

However, for some reason he seemed unable to reject the sermon of ananda Faqih itself.

He also glanced at his watch, where Zuhur's time was a little missed so he rushed to the mosque.

While on the other side.

A girl who just came out of her Tafiz class passed Faqih accidentally through Noah's class, and Noah looked down quickly.

"astagfirullah al'azim, hp misses." Nuhah muttered while turning the bow, she felt lazy when she met Faqih.

A little understanding of him with the man, because every time he met would definitely end up with a annoying thing that would make him want to curse, and than that happened better he dodged.

"Lice!" Call Faqih.

"Iissshi!! For the last time, A'. Don't call me a flea again!" He said while turning his back.

"I don't know your name. So I'll just call you a flea."

'Don't know my name he said? It's a lie.' furious. Yes, how many times he has come to his house with his family. In his early days he knew Rumi.

"My?"

"Noah! Call Nuha!!"

"It's up to you what you say. I just want you to help me fix up the library."

'lah... Why me? There are officers of their own. Less work by people.'

"Hey...! I didn't come to wait for people to shut up. Let's walk!"

"There's a library officer. Why should I?"

"You refusing?" A little raise the voice.

"not resisting. Any germs? It's not good just the two."

"Geer once, who said it was just the two of you? Your thoughts are yes, Istighfar!"

"Astagfirullah al'azim." Nuha mumbled.

"I'm telling you that doesn't mean we're just the two of us, there are a few others as well. So hurry to the library!"

"But?"

"The "Surah Al-Baqarah... I'll punish you to read that surah in front of me, ten times if you don't see it in the library." Threaten him and step away after.

Noah looked back, making sure he was really gone after hearing his footsteps. Only then did he take a deep breath and exhale, smiling with compulsion.

"O Allah, I want to curse him with all evil. But I know it's a sin and will come back to me. So I just pray that he will find his soul mate soon. And stop bothering me." Exorcizing the chest and beristighfar many times, dampen his emotions. After that, he turned back. Towards the library as Hafisz commanded thirty juz.