Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
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On the way home, Irsyad's shadow returns on the day she witnessed Isti's and her late husband's marriage.

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Somehow he could be invited by Isti, especially asked to fill out a short lecture about the wedding chapter on the wedding day Anissa and Habib Ustman.

At first glance Irsyad smiled when he saw the happiness of Isti with her husband on the bench. The girl is now veiled, seen occasionally whispering to each other and then chuckling.

'Happyness. I hope I can catch up with you Isti. Marry a girl who will make me happy. And able to forget you.' Inner Irsyad while looking at the two lovebirds in front of him.

One week later, Mr. Huda observed Ustadz Irsyad like a moody man. He approached Irsyad.

"Ustadz Irsyad why does it seem to be so moody like this?" ask Mr. Huda.

"It's okay sir."

"Definitely her heart was empty after Anisa got married?" Ledek pak Huda's.

"Sir Huda is all-existent."

"Ustad. It's best if the antum gets married. Find a soul mate ustadz not to languish."

Irsyad smiles. "I would like that. Tomorrow I take off, my heart's intention is to meet one of my role models to find a mate."

"Waaahhh good luck ya ustadz. I help you with prayer. God comes home from there straight away married." ledeknya.

Irsyad chuckled. "That's all, this Huda sir. Haha."

"Aminin only, who knows there is a woman who must be married immediately" said Mr. Huda.

"Yes yes. Amen." The two chuckle together.

And the next day, Irsyad actually met kyai khalil and told him the purpose of coming there.

that he wants to be found a soul mate. From there, she heard the story of a girl who broke up marriage due to her future husband who had to die because of an accident.

At that time all Irsyad had in mind was pity and pity, there was no sense to actually marry her, but somehow she could immediately agree to marry the woman, she said, even within three days.

That afternoon Irsyad also bought fruit parcels at one of the fruit shops not far from where Kyai Khalil lived, as a fruit when later in touch.

There he had daydreamed, about his doubt and even had the intention to cancel his intention to preach the girl he had never seen.

Throughout his daydream he kept thinking, what if his proposal was rejected by the girl? Or maybe the woman is a bad character. And had committed adultery with a couple before.

Less info he knew. The girl's relationship with her future husband has been established for four years not to mention that she lives in the same city, alone without parental supervision.

What if the girl is no longer holy? His mind kept floating. Irsyad immediately dismissed those bad thoughts.

'Come on, bismillah. I believe in my candidate. She was a good girl, and her precious treasure would only be her husband feeling it.'Irsyad's inner self.

He also grabbed the fruit that had been packed neatly. After that, he returned to Kyai Khalil's house to rest for a while waiting for the night to arrive.

The clear sky at night seemed to also succeed Irsyad's good intentions to approach his soul mate.

With a nervous feeling he set foot for the first time at Mr. Akmal's house. An unexpected welcome. The middle-aged man was very friendly. And most of all he was grateful that the family received his proposal. Especially Rahma Qurrata Aini, his future wife whom he had never seen before.

But Irsyad decided not to see Rahma's face first and became a beautiful surprise when she saw Rahma's beautiful face for the first time.

The success of his simple proposal last night seemed to make him feel more energized.

On his stool Irsyad continued to observe the phone screen, more precisely observe Rahma's mobile number given by Akmal last night.

"The profile is still a man." murmured Irsyad. "Love that's the girl with the guy. Can he love me, right? You see, the man in his profile is very handsome and dashing." murmured Irsyad.

Day after day passed, Irsyad still did not dare to send a chat message to Rahma. Until the night before her wedding. Irsyad had just finished thinking, the nervousness that still controlled him seemed to make him more afraid to face the cobalt hijab tomorrow.

Irsyad reflected that he also practiced pronouncing the pledge in front of his own shadow. Up to a few times.

"Oh my God, how is this, why is my heart pounding so hard." - her smile was on its back. He decided to lay his body on the bed, facing the ceiling.

"What kind of Rahma's face?" Irsyad began to imagine girls who did not wear the hijab. "Hair short or long?" deg. Irsyad shook his head quickly.

"Astaghfirullahalazim," Irsyad pulled out his blanket and covered his entire body. The blanket was soon reopened.

"Duh Rahma's deck, haven't seen you yet I've been like this." Irsyad chuckled to himself. For a moment his face turned to the cell phone. His hand grabbed the phone.

Irsyad started typing something. It says (assalamu'alaikum) but stops.

"What are you talking about?" Almost an hour he thought to open a chat with Rahma. Type type, delete, type, delete again it he did up to several times.

Until finally a simple message as a sign of recognition was successfully written and again it took a few seconds or even minutes until finally he managed to send the short message.

"Bismillah." Irsyad waited for the two checks to turn blue. And soon his smile was on.

"Dek Rahma read it." Mumbled. His eyes are still monitoring the phone screen.

"Not typing, are you?" The message waited for almost half an hour. Even the online writing is gone. Rahma did not reply to her chat messages.

"Kok deck Rahma didn't reply huh? Ah it's possible he's still shy" Irsyad chuckled.

He put his phone back. Read a sleep prayer and immediately fall asleep in his sleep.

And after the ijab qobul was said the next morning, Irsyad felt relieved, especially when looking at Rahma's face for the first time. The feeling of luck that is matchless because it can marry an angel who according to Irsyad is even more beautiful than the figure of Isti.

The woman who even always made him opium to kiss his face at all times.

The woman who always sniffles but makes her anxious.

The woman who always makes him flutter when he hugs her.

And the woman who made him fall in love for the first time, even though there was Isti before but still, he was not as pounding as when with Rahma.

Until a satisfaction in the first night that had been delayed could be reunited with Rahma, Irsyad felt the girl was really still holy.

it made her feel more lucky and happy again. Enjoying all the breath of love that continues to hit him. Until he was even drunk on the love of Rahma who continued to make him unable to stop pouring out his affection.

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