Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
dating Ala Ustadz (part 2)

Both are now in a food court. Where Irsyad and Rahma were standing some distance away in front of the booking table.

"Mas" called Rahma, Irsyad turned his head.

"Why just shut up?" ask Rahma.

"Silent how's the deck? It's talk."

"Yes, now that Rahma has rebuked, Rahma's hand is not in tandeng tuh."

Irsyad chuckled as he shook his head. "I'm sorry, I did, what would I eat?"

"Rahma wants fire chicken, who's got a cheese sauce."

"So Rahma wants to eat that?" ask Irsyad. Rahma nodded.

"Yes, we've moved the food court." asked Irsyad.

"Mas." Call Rahma because Irsyad's on the street first. Irsyad looked back.

"Rahma's hands are dirty? That's why I don't want to take any more."

"Astaghfirullah, yes dear." Irsyad smiled then grabbed Rahma's hand and led her out to another food court.

A little surprised actually Rahma, because Irsyad who became more silent since out of the theater. But he did not understand what happened to Irsyad. More precisely not aware.

Now they have entered the place they were headed to. Where the location is a little crowded visitors. Seen from the number of people who queue there.

"Would you like to eat here deck? it looks like a lot." asked Irsyad.

"Yes Rahma has not eaten this for a long time, because I don't like spicy, the original wants Rahma to be bored" said Rahma.

"Yes, I ordered it first. You just sit down." said Irsyad.

"Rahma wants level 5, yes" Pinta Rahma.

"Well level 5, don't deck, it must be spicy." Irsyad.

"No papa mas, Rahma used to eat with that level."

"Level 3 only. Later deck stomach Rahma hurts."

"No, Rahma wants level 5 mas."

"Haduh ya already deck, mas order first yes." said Irsyad while rubbing Rahma's head and walking towards the queue of the food court visitors. While playing Ustadz Irsyad mobile phone waiting for the queue forward until finally he was at the end of the queue.

"Excuse me sir, what do you want to order a menu?" said the waiter.

Irsyad ordered the original fried chicken, and 2 pieces of fire chicken level 3, yes, he deliberately ordered a lower level of his spiciness so that Rahma could enjoy the food without having to be tormented because of his spiciness.

After making the payment process Irsyad also brought his order to the table where Rahma sat.

"Waaahhh Alhamdulillah looks very good" said Rahma. Rahma also realized that her chicken pieces belonged to more than Irsyad who only ate one piece of chicken. "Kok Rahma two, and mas only one?"

"No papa, only once Rahma wants to add so there is no need to queue again" said Irsyad with a smile.

"Actually one is also enough mas, but it's okay, thank you mas." said Rahma.

"Beloved, yes, you have read the prayer first." said Irsyad Rahma nodded and read his prayer. After reading the prayer, he began to try one bite.

"Hmmm, the power is not as usual. Irsyad really did order level 5 right?" ask Rahma.

"Yes deck, level 5 just said gini to mbaknya. Maam? Order level 5 but subtract two yes. Then after that, it was given level 3." said Irsyad while chuckling.

"That's the same as level 3. This is it." Rahma.

"Already at the meal, dear, I just want to deck Rahma enjoy the taste. If it is spicy, Rahma does not focus on the original taste" said Irsyad.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ustadz."

"Yes, rather than in the love of a long lecture later even not so eat." replied Rahma, Irsyad also chuckled, then returned to focus on eating it.

"Emmm this chicken skin want not?" tanya Irsyad.

"No need to do this, there are two pieces of chicken breast, it's for the mas only" said Rahma.

"Now, how crisp this looks?" irsyad Goda.

"Yes, this is enough" replied Rahma.

"Alhamdulillah then, finally this piece of chicken is not cold because the skin is directly loose for Rahma" said Irsyad with a smile.

"This gold. Just say thank you for being able to eat that chicken skin, right?" ask Rahma.

"Well, that's what I know." Irsyad laughs. Moreover, seeing Rahma's face again grumbling made him pull Rahma's nose with anxiety.

There they eat deliciously, enjoying their halal date. Yes, although it is not possible to watch the film, Rahma and Irsyad are happy to spend Sunday nights outside together, like other young couples.

Dinner and walk around the mall for a few minutes while chatting briefly, on the sidelines of their chat Irsyad looked at the direction of his watch.

"Dek, it seems that it is in Isya's time, we go to the mosque first yuk yuk out it's home." take Irsyad. Rahma nodded her sign in agreement.

They walked to the parking area to his car, then exited the mall area to look for a wider mosque outside. Actually in the mall there is also a mosque or worship area but Irsyad is not comfortable praying in the mosque which is on the basement floor of the mall, in addition to the place is very small and slightly stuffy he is also less solemn due to the noise of the generator machines, which are near the prayer area.

And now they were in a big mosque, then held congregational prayers there. After finishing the prayer and a short remembrance there Irsyad looked back and then kissed the forehead of Rahma who was folding her face. Rahma looked at him for a moment and smiled. Upon returning the smile Rahma Irsyad grabbed the hand of his wife.

"Where are we going now? Time is still late." asked Irsyad.

"Just go home." ask Rahma.

"Don't want another snack first?" asked Irsyad, Rahma shook her head.

"Well, we go home then." Irsyad moved with his hand still holding Rahma's right hand, helping her to move on.

After that they went home, without stopping by any other place.

***

Arriving at home...

Rahma took off her hijab, in front of Irsyad who was putting their car keys, a desk drawer.

Irsyad glanced at Rahma, while Rahma smiled at him. Seeing Rahma's smile, he drew her closer. Irsyad also pulled Rahma's cheek with anxiety.

As usual Rahma did not like if her cheeks were pulled Irsyad, it also made Irsyad more happy to pull it.

"This is why the hell, love Rahma's cheek. It hurts?" Rahma.

"The deck's gaunched."

"Yes know anxious, but if the dryness of Rahma's cheeks can be long loh."

"You are the only one" said Irsyad now the night the two hands pulled the cheeks of Left and Right Rahma.

"Mas." Call Rahma with a pressing tone.

"What the hell? want to see if it's really long?" ask Irsyad. Hearing that made Rahma chuckle.

"Despite not, Rahma will bite Mas's hand."

"Try if you can?" ledek Irsyad's.

"Iiiishh, I'm sick" Rahma said in a slightly spoiled whining voice.

"O Allah has promised. What pain is it?? Try replacing Rahma pinch mas." said Irsyad while releasing his hand from Rahma's cheek. Rahma chuckles, and Rahma walks to her bathroom, leaving Irsyad standing by their bed.