Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
proof of Irsyad's love.

At this time Irsyad is still trying hard to persuade Rahma who is still confined in her room.

His heart was completely in a state of turmoil, thinking about Rahma, and Aida, especially Rahma who seemed to be very angry with him, naturally? Whichever woman has a thorn in her marriage, As strong as the heart of a woman will still be there is a rift, even though her lips always speak sincerely at all times.

Irsyad's hand was raised again.he knocked on the door of the room slowly.

"Dec, ade haven't had lunch yet, come out baby, let's eat first yuk. Or bring the food here?" Persuade Irsyad, and there was no answer from within, Irsyad sighed. Until dusk, Rahma remained in the room,

Irsyad knocked again on their door with mineral water and bread in his hand.

"Rahma, this is a meal to bring bread and water, let's go out first yes, at least your stomach must be filled dear." said Irsyad, because the time is getting dusk while Rahma has not eaten anything from noon. Irsyad was down.

"Put this bread and water under the door, baby, please eat yes, mas want to pray magrib first" said Irsyad. Irsyad was silent for a moment, hoping that Rahma would come out and be willing to perform the Maghrib prayer with him, but still, still, the rock hard heart was still in Rahma so that Irsyad shook his head slowly and put the bread and mineral water under the door and then walked sluggishly to the stairs, he turned for a moment towards the door and then sighed and went down.

On the other hand, Rahma got out of her bed. The way to the bathroom to get water.

Yes, that day, as if cloudy clouds were enveloping Rahma's heart, how could it not? The hope when married is to get the love of the full husband, but all that seems to collapse just because of the existence of poor women like Aida. Rahma also wears her face and performs three prayers. After the prayer, she also gave a short remembrance as always taught her husband slowly both hands looked up, begging for forgiveness for all his sins and the sins of her husband.

She also begged forgiveness for her attitude that had to shut herself up and inhabit her husband, she even had time to raise her voice yelling Irsyad. Back Rahma was crying over her prostration, she was really not strong if her husband had to be double, especially if he lived at home with his honey.

Now that Irsyad was again standing at the door of their room his eyes were fixed on the bread and mineral water under the door, Irsyad sighed he tried to open the room again, and the room was still locked from the inside, Rahma really did not open the door of her room.

With that also Irsyad did not give up, he still continued to repeatedly try to knock her, even trying to contact Rahma through her mobile phone, even though the call was ignored by Rahma, and not even a chat message was read.

Irsyad's hand was again lifted, for the umpteenth time he again knocked on their door, "Oh Allah deck Rahma, I must how else to persuade you that you want to come out of this room dear. Ade hasn't even eaten since lunch, please open the door Rahma, I want us to talk well" said Irsyad from outside with patience.

Irsyad had been standing at the door of their room for hours, hoping that Rahma would open the door and approach her,

"Dek, it's okay if Rahma's deck doesn't want to talk, but please respond, so you can calm down," said Irsyad who was worried because Rahma really did not respond.

Tiiiiiiii... A chat message from Rahma entered, Irsyad quickly opened it.

(Mas, Rahma just wants to calm the mind, please let Rahma alone here, Rahma still worship so I don't have to worry.)

Seeing the writing, Irsyad also replied.

(But Ade has not eaten since lunch, let's go out baby, we eat first yes.) replied Irsyad.

Tiiii...

(Rahma is not hungry)

Irsyad sighed, he really did not know anymore, had to how to persuade Rahma, his decision was not yet round, he still had to think about everything carefully, he said, but Rahma was completely unable to speak.

Now he can only wait until Rahma is completely calm and can listen to his explanation.

He sat on a sofa by the door, waiting and waiting, I don't know when? It's past twelve o'clock the night Rahma still holds herself locked up in her room. There was nothing Irsyad could do right now, he was walking his hungry stomach out of his mind.

Finally Irsyad decided to take ablution water and practice sunnah prayers and then recite all night.

At two o'clock in the evening Irsyad again took the water again and continued to pray, Istihoroh followed by the prayer of repentance, and the tahajud prayer.

After his lips continued to mutter, Irsyad ber I'tiraaf, mengsenandungkan beautiful verse Abu Nawas.

"Ilaahii lastu lil firdausi ahlaan wa laa aqwaa ‘alaa naaril jahiimi"

(O Lord ! I am not a heavenly master, but I am not strong in the Hell of God)

"Fa hablii taubatan waghfir zunuubii fa innaka ghaafirudzdzambil ‘azhiimi"

(And grant me repentance (forgiveness) and forgive me my sins, for you are the Forgiving of great sins)

Irsyad's tears spilled, he really released all the burdens that were accommodated in his heart to the Khalik, his body began to shake due to his cries, with eyes closed Irsyad continued to spend the night without stopping.

Until 03:40, Rahma was awake, her eyes were slightly swollen from crying all night, she slowly realized, if she fell asleep with the room locked, Rahma also moved and opened the door of her room, she said, for a moment his feet slightly touched the water bottle under him Rahma grabbed him.

Her tears are dripping. "Mas Irsyad?" She muttered, Rahma also walked to find her husband while going down the stairs. Below he began to hear Irsyad's voice in the courtroom.

The foot began to step, every verse that Irsyad said was really slashing, maybe because of the voice of Irsyad that raucous that made Rahma stand silent in front of the door of the prayer room.

'My husband, ' Rahma murmured he wiped his tears, slowly Irsyad opened his eyes, a shadow from the wall in front of him he knew there was someone standing behind him, Irsyad wiped his tears, then look slowly.

Her lips are thin. "Roman?" call Irsyad softly, His hand outstretched to grab Rahma's hand and pull her down slowly, Rahma complied, especially when Irsyad hugged her.

In Irsyad's arms, the silent Rahma realized the hot temperature in her husband's body. Rahma quickly touched Irsyad's forehead.

"Sickness?" rahma asked, Irsyad shook his head. "Fever, hot body mas." Rahma's a little panicked.

"Rahma, aren't you angry?" irsyad asked, those slightly pale lips could still smile.

"Have not discussed it mas, mas definitely did not sleep all night right? Now take a break." take Rahma.

"Happy, my wife is paying attention again. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry."

"Mas, Rahma told you not to talk about it, let's go up and rest in the room."

"But soon dawn baby, we pray first yes" said Irsyad,

"Can pray in the room later."

"Dek mas is still strong standing, mas only a little fever. We wait another five minutes dawn will surely soon reverberate." he said Irsyad also kissed Rahma's forehead long enough, he was really happy because Rahma had wanted to get out of his room.