Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
Fathul Qhulum

In a nearby city park, Irsyad and Ulum sit next to each other on a park bench.

Ulum's position was still tense more precisely because he felt bad, however Ustadz Irsyad was his guidance lecturer.

Irsyad patted Ulum's shoulder slowly. "You still have parents?" ask Irsyad.

"There was my father Ustadz, but he was remarried, actually married before my mother died" Ulum said.

"Is that so? Then you have a sibling?" ask Irsyad.

"There was a younger brother in fact Ustadz, but he died of liver disease. Now I live alone." said Ulum.

Irsyad sighed. "I ask you once again, are you willing to marry my foster sister?" ask Irsyad seriously.

Ulum was silent, he was still thinking about how he could support Aida if he had to marry her, sometimes he fasted if the order was quiet and along with other needs, whether there was a test, if there was a test, or when it's time to pay the contract.

"Round?" call Irsyad.

"I'm still confused Ustadz,"

"How's the mountain?"

"I myself still often lack, even though I only live alone, I am afraid that I will make Aida starve. I really wouldn't have the heart to see my wife feel that way, let alone cry because I don't have money."

"Olum, who is it that gives you sustenance?"

"Allah SWT, Ustadz."

"Do you not believe that Allah SWT will provide for every need of His servant?"

"It's not so Ustadz."

"Now I ask, how rich is Allah SWT? Allah SWT is the Rich, the holder of the earth and the whole universe. Are you still afraid of hunger?" ask Irsyad. Ulum.

"There is no one who does not get the sustenance, all people either worshipers or not worshipers, Allah SWT will certainly provide that sustenance without us asking. What makes us feel less is this." Irsyad touched Ulum's chest with his index finger.

"The heart that never gives thanks." Further. Ulum is getting bowed.

"If you believe that marriage doesn't make you poor, and doesn't make you difficult, what do you do? Living according to your ability not only think about your lifestyle, I am sure you can be happy and you can still eat properly Ulum."

"Trust, and try. God willing you can make your partner happy."

Irsyad still continued to speak at length, while Ulum listened to him while continuing to think in his heart.

"How, are you still in doubt? Then then. Just think carefully Ulum, I'm not forcing you. I'm just glad that there's a guy who likes Aida, and wishes that guy would live with Aida."

"I'll think about it Ustadz. If Aida was my soul mate, I would have married her." Ulum said, Irsyad smiled.

"Let's have a good night's prayer for a few days until you find the answer" Irsyad said. Ulum smiled and nodded.

"Thank you Ustadz." said Ulum.

"Together, then we come back, yes, we have been chatting for quite a long time" said Irsyad.

"Yes Ustadz, I too, have to go back to taking this order" Ulum said.

"Yes let's walk together, get to your bike." take Irsyad who then moved, the two walk together to the place where Ulum's motorbike parked.

"Ustadz, I go first?" ulum said excitedly.

"Yes, please, may you be rewarded with your sustenance."

"Amin Ustadz Thank you again. Excuse me Assalamu'alaikum." said Ulum.

"Getting salam warohmatuloh." Irsyad observed the man who had brought the speed of his motorbike away from the alley where he stood.

"God, may Ulum be pleased, I am no longer worried about Aida who is alone in this contract." murmured Irsyad who then went into the alley to Aida's contract.

The twilight time makes Irsyad and Rahma must immediately return to her home.

Irsyad grabs Rahma's hand and takes her to walk out of the alley where Aida lives, on the other hand Aida observes Irsyad who really loves Rahma.

"I hope to be a queen that my husband will spoil, like Rahma" murmured Aida.

After the three skirts were run, Aida recited, and begged the Khalik for forgiveness for always complaining about the destiny he accepted. He also asked God to be given the best soul mate someday, a man who he hopes can make him happy and accept all his shortcomings. For a moment, both palms covered his face, saying amen. And at that very moment in the dark shadow he saw Ulum's face there. Aida took it off.

"Astaghfirullahalazim, why is there a face of mas Ulum?" muttered Aida, she touched her suddenly thumping chest.

"Yes Allah? He was a good guy, and I seem to like him now. If he is my soul mate? Then bring it close if not, then keep it away, give me sincerity, and a better substitute, amen." Aida rubbed her face again. He turned to the table and grabbed the nearby Qur'an to read it.

***

At seven o'clock in the evening they had just arrived home, before Irsyad and Rahma stopped by first at one of the mosques, on the way home earlier.

Rahma removed her hijab, while Irsyad was in the toilet for some body cleaning.

On the bed Rahma sat with her legs straightened, aching felt in both legs it made Rahma massage her own legs for a few minutes. Cklaaaaakkk the toilet door opened, Irsyad came out and approached Rahma.

"Tired, baby." Said Irsyad sitting next to Rahma.

"Yes a little but Rahma was happy" said Rahma while smiling, Irsyad also kissed her forehead.

"Here let's go massage."

"Don't mas, Rahma's time in massage, after all Irsyad also must be tired right."

"No, mas still have the energy to massage" said Irsyad who then grabbed Rahma's leg.

"Mas no, Rahma did not feel good when Irsyad massaged her."

"And it was Irsyad who wanted to, not Rahma who told him to." Said Irsyad who began massaging Rahma's legs slowly but still feels comfortable.

"Twenty thousand yes Madam once press" said Irsyad.

Rahma chuckles. "It's expensive sir." replied Rahma.

"Yes, I am a professional masseuse, because it uses other systems than others."

"What system is that?"

"Every pressure I love the mistress..."

"Hehehe, where there's love at the feet of Mr. Ustadz."

"Lho, would you like to be massaged all over this body? May. But the double fee is." said Irsyad.

"Double how?"

"Emmmm?" Irsyad thought, the sea spilled over Rahma's body.

"Wear the affectionate touch of Irsyad's mas." He said as he kissed Rahma's cheek, who was laughing.

"It's still late afternoon?" Rahma continued to avoid Irsyad's face while chuckling.

"Hey, we really want what people want just to kiss Rahma's deck. Haduuuh deck Rahma nih not-don't want to be touched mass Irsyad again huh now?"

"Bie... What the hell is it."

"Hayo ngaku, just yesterday loh mas kasih? Want to ask again?" Irsyad Ledek.

"Oh Allah, no. Really."

"My friend, ask again is fine. The problem is big if the wife asks first deck, let's try to invite the mas together, want to hear it be?" ledek Irsyad while laughing, especially when he saw Rahma's reddened face.

"Mas, what's the talk, Rahma wants to wash the dishes first."

"Who will Rahma wash her plate, have neighbors? You've already washed the dishes."

"Ka... Boil some water then."

"Air has been a lot, no need to boil it again, it's been here just the same as the deck" said Irsyad who continued to give him a kiss attack on Rahma's face.

Note: what kind of wisdom is joking with our halal partner in bed? Where just by looking at our sins have fallen. Haha.