Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
Drajad Rahma in Irsyad's heart.

That morning on Sunday. Irsyad's job is to clean the garden, such as cutting plants, plucking grass, and cleaning water ditches.

As Rahma said, Irsyad was very diligent.

He will never want to linger at home without doing anything, even Rahma alone sometimes confused herself to do what, because all the work has been done by Irsyad. Except like washing clothes, drying, and ironing, it was always Rahma who worked on it.

In the kitchen Rahma breathed. He really wanted to try it again cooking alone without the help of Irsyad.

Before that Rahma pierced, she saw Irsyad was still busy in the garden plucking weeds.

"It looks like I'll be long over." Lips rattled. Rahma walked back to her kitchen.

"Today I will make chicken soup," murmured Rahma while looking for tutorial vidio, he also clapped his hands once. "okay Rahma let's show Chef killer's head in this house that you can cook too." Rahma also began to smooth the spices, while watching a tutorial on cooking recipes on Loetube.

From outside Irsyad smelled the aroma of cooking. Nose sniffing. From there he realized that his wife was cooking without waiting for him.

"Had the deck of Rahma," Irsyad quickly moved, washing his hands thoroughly. And walk into his house.

Near the kitchen Irsyad stopped his steps, he saw Rahma was very serious about cooking it, and the way she processed all the ingredients in front of him made Irsyad smile.

'My wife is really trying hard.' Inwardly Irsyad, she kept watching from the kitchen door.

Rahma's focus on cooking was not even aware that her husband was watching her cook.

"If you see from the form there is nothing wrong, it's time to taste." murmured Rahma. He also grabbed a spoon in his place. Then grab a little bit of the sauce.

"Bismillah O Allah, good luck." said Rahma while blowing a little and tasting her. His mouth sipped for a moment.

"Oh my God, I did it. Almost like mom's cooking." Rahma shone, "alhamdulillah is no longer like sea water... I'm not gonna be teased by Irsyad anymore." Rahma slightly jumped up and down, while Irsyad who was still watching her could only shake while smiling. He also opened his voice.

"Hmmmm so delicious this aroma, mas so hungry" said Irsyad who at that time made Rahma gasp.

"Loh, is mas here?"

"Yes deck, let's see what you're cooking?" Irsyad approached Rahma and looked towards the pot containing the soup. "Well, I'm gonna try dong." Irsyad grabbed a spoon in Rahma's hand and took a little of her gravy and tasted it.

"How's mas?" ask Rahma.

"There are less rich" said Irsyad.

"What is less?" ask Rahma, a little disappointed.

"Less the rice deck" Irsyad replied as he rubbed Rahma's head. Rahma sighed.

"So Rahma did it?"

"Yes, khumairah. Great is this wife." Irsyad kissed his wife.

"Alhamdulillah," Rahma was pleased.

"Yes where the rice is, I want to eat now if this is the case." said Irsyad as he stepped towards the dining table chair, Rahma quickly prepared her food.

Seeing Rahma look very excited Irsyad also smiled happily.

At the dinner table Irsyad ate it voraciously.

"When Rahma wanted to make sambal first mas."

"It's also quite deck, it's so good it tastes, really." praised Irsyad.

"So there is no drama son-in-law and in-law anymore in this kitchen, anyway mas already can not be brought anymore if Rahma is cooking."

"Hehehe yes, yes dear." Irsyad rubbed Rahma's head. "Eh, deck Rahma later we go for a walk." take Irsyad.

"Where's mas?"

"Wahh, want Rahma mas."

"We take Aida as well." said Irsyad.

Rahma also drew her smile a little. "Take him too?" mumbled wailing.

"Why baby? Still jealous of Aida?"

"Honestly, a little bit, but it's okay." Rahma moved, Irsyad held Rahma by pulling her hand until it also made Rahma fall into Irsyad's lap, Irsyad quickly wrapped around Rahma's waist with both hands.

"Mas is happy if ade always jealous like this, so like Aisyah Ra. who is often jealous of Rosulullah Saw. mas Irsyad so anxious to know" said Irsyad.

"It's good to be jealous, Rahma's tired of being jealous all the time."

"Yes, don't be too late, did mas say mas won't love another woman again, God willing deck."

"It's too good for everyone to mean women, I know women's attitudes are easy to carry feelings, right?"

Irsyad smiled, and he kissed Rahma's shoulder. "Mas has always been like this deck, to anyone, whether a man or a woman, if the same younger woman mas it considers them like a sister, it is mandatory to love others. Dear Aida." said Irsyad.

"A... What's?" Rahma let go of Irsyad's embrace quickly, but Irsyad's hand tightened to Rahma's.

"Don't misunderstand dong Rahma, my dear to Aida was another with unfortunately mas to Rahma. If Aida is only limited, dear like a sister is different from Rahma. If Rahma is the highest position after the mother of Irsyad" said Irsyad.

Rahma smiled.

Still in a position to hug Rahma, Irsyad also began to tell a little story.

"Adek knew no, so jealous of her Aisha Ra, once when Rosulullah was staying at Aisha's house, because that night, he was, the night where it was Aisyah's turn to sleep with Rosulullah Saw and when midnight Aisyah woke up, she looked for Rosulullah Saw was no longer next to her, he was upset and considered Rosulullah Saw returned to his other wife's house, well that night he was looking for Rosulullah Saw, to the point of visiting one by one his wife's house you know."

"Then, see you?" ask Rahma who is interested in Irsyad's story.

"No dong, the meeting Rosulullah Saw was in the mosque, he said like this. ("You're jealous of Aisha again? You forgot this is Nifsu Sya'ban night?"), where Aisyah was a little embarrassed because she was jealous of Rosulullah Saw and thought badly of him."

Rahma laughing. "But Rahma did not want to be Ayesha in honey mas." said Rahma.

Irsyad again kissed Rahma's shoulder. "Mas is not Rosulullah Saw dear, mas will not be able to like him. Or just trying a little to be like him. As in the case of pampering Rahma." said Irsyad. Rahma smiled.

"But remember the promise yes, consider Aida enough as Irsyad's big sister." pinta Rahma.

"God willing deck. Yes, you are ready there, you want to take a bath again, you also take a shower again yes the smell of smoke" said Irsyad.

"Yes, I took a shower first."

"Mas told Rahma to take a bath, so that the mas can take a bath with Rahma." said Irsyad with a powerful tone.

"This mas, it's not a junub mas bath, so the mas bath itself."

"Rosulullah saw that often shower with his wife dear. After all, I also like to take a bath with my wife."

"Mariju."Kekeh Rahma's.

"Pope is not the same as his wife. Yuk ride. We take a bath of abis ready." said Irsyad, Rahma also moved, as well as Irsyad who immediately took Rahma's hand.

"In the bar, too?" Rahma chuckles.

"Well, why? Oh mas know, Rahma wants to be in a carrier for sure."

"Kyaaaa no mas," Rahma also ran first while laughing avoiding Irsyad who would carry him.

"Hey deck, how'd you run anyway?" Irsyad who also laughed, continued his steps after Rahma.