Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
the stifling truth.

Intermittent nights....

irsyad has just returned from the mosque. He saw Rahma walking up the stairs.

"Assalamu'alaikum deck, Rumi and Nuha are asleep?" ask Irsyad. Shortly after giving a kiss on Rahma's forehead.

"Walaikumsalam, Yes. And Rahma even just finished this isya prayer, Rahma wanted to check the twins first before preparing dinner." he replied. Irsyad's eyes were fixed on the prayer beads held by Rahma.

"Daddy, can I have that tasbih back?" ask Irsyad.

"Make what? He said it's not wearing anymore. Rahma just likes her beads so sweet. Where do you buy it anyway?" ask Rahma.

Irsyad was silent for a moment, "Mas bought it in the store. But when buying it is not like that."

Rahma frowned. "Then what was it like?"

"Only wood seeds are like this." Irsyad touched the original tasbih seeds.

"Then why is this so there are beautiful beads like this. Like women's property." Rahma chuckles.

"Yes the deck." replied Irsyad. Rahma also drew her smile.

"Ayeah? Meanin?"

"Here we borrow the prayer beads." pinta Irsyad. Slowly Rahma handed the prayer beads in her hands to her husband. After that, Irsyad walked to reach for the scissors in a drawer.

"Follow the middle chamber yuk." take Irsyad. Rahma did not understand what her husband was going to do, she just followed her husband's directions. And walk behind him then sit on the sofa next to Irsyad.

"Mas wants to remove it. All the things about that woman in the mind of Irsyad. Because for mas. Rahma the woman who loved the most after birth mother Irsyad."

Taaaakkk Irsyad cut the prayer rope until it was cut off above the frictional bag that had been prepared.

Rahma froze, from all the words of Irsyad and tasbih in his cut, made Rahma realize, that it is a special prayer beads from a woman who may have been in the heart of Irsyad.

Irsyad turned to Rahma. "Mas Irsyad doesn't know where to tell you. That's obviously because of this prayer. All thoughts about him in the past re-spin in the brain mas. Because se? This tasbih was once the beginning of a meeting with him first."

"And with the deepest regret, the haram thought was carried away by dreams. Yang mas can not explain what kind of dreams mas natural." continued Irsyad.

Rahma is still pensive. He no longer knows what to say. 'So all the things that had made him strange, because of his feelings that were floating out of this house, even to the point of being carried away by dreams. and I even use a prayer beacon that was once a silent witness of a love that did not arrive?' inner Rahma. The corner of his eyes began to grow.

"Rahma why stay quiet?" Ask Irsyad.

"What's so special about that tasbih?"

Irsyad sighed. "No." she replied.

"Jawab it honestly, mas said first when buying tasbih it was all the same seeds, right? Why can it change?"

"It changed him. Because it was broken, and he fixed it. But I don't think it's special, baby. Maybe it was, but after he got married it wasn't." replied Irsyad carefully.

Rahma smiled miris. "Rahma was imagining yes, which was in the dream. It was that girl who became the wife of the. Right no?" Rahma's voice raucous.

Degg degg Irsyad.

"really? Is that true? And what's mas?"

Rahma strengthens the heart. "Dreaming of being with her?"

Irsyad. Indicates what Rahma guessed is true.

"Astaghfirullahalazim mas Irsyad?" Rahma muttered, her tears had been dripping down. "I consider this silence mas, as the way Irsyad assented my guess!" Rahma squeezed the shirt on her chest.

Irsyad raised his hand to embrace Rahma but both of Rahma's hands were raised in front of her chest. Asking Irsyad not to touch her.

Rahma chuckled at herself "I even touched your beloved object from the work of the woman, Which is still in store until this moment? And I like that. A special object from my own husband's past mind haha" Rahma chuckled tight.

Rahma sighed, "Once loved her by you first mas? Until the dream?" asked Rahma looking straight ahead with nanar. Irsyad was stunned then shook his head quickly.

"No dear. It's not like that."

with the smile he forced on his lips. Rahma looked deeply into Irsyad's eyes. "May Rahma speak?" Ask Rahma.

Irsyad wiped Rahma's tears. "May you love."

Rahma sighed. "I love you, Irsyad. I really..very..love you."

"Mas knows it, baby. Because I love you so much too. And mas?"

"Ssssssttt don't say anything Mas, let Rahma do the talking!" Irsyad.

"Tau bag? Rahma is not as great as Khadijah, Rahma is also not as smart as Aisha, Rahma is not a hafizah who has memorized some juz, and even Rahma worship is still very far compared under the mass of Irsyad, Irshad, and again Rahma could not speak soft and delicate words. But can Rahma demand something from you?"

"This is the last time Rahma said to you, Irsyad. Please listen and keep it up"

"Rahma wants to sue, Irsyad's pledge of love is only for Rahma?"

Irsyad's eyes are red. He can't say anything anymore.

"Please do not duakan Rahma, please mas, Rahma beg you. Please take care of your heart only for me, if I no longer pull in your eyes at least for the sake of our two children. Please Mr. Irsyad." Rahma again sobbed even she lowered her sitting position resting at Irsyad's feet grabbed Irsyad's hand and kissed him.

Irsyad. "Daddy, what are you doing?"

"Even if Rahma should beg you? Rahma will do that. Asal mas still make Rahma your only wife" he said while sobbing. "Rahma loved Rahma's husband very much. Really mas."

"Dec wake up, don't be like this." Irsyad grabbed Rahma's shoulder. He also lowered his sitting position to the floor, then hugged Rahma's body.

"I don't want love to be divided. Rahma's Mas Irsyad. Only for Rahma. Hicks."

"Dek mas Irsyad never had the intention to complain about you dear really."

Rahma shakes. "For this time Rahma felt, Rahma was not a good wife. Rahma conscious mas. Rahma really does not deserve to be the wife of an Ustadz.

And it was the girl who deserved more to be willing. So is Rahma afraid?" Rahma sighed for a moment, "Rahma's position will be replaced by her." Reciprocation

"Astaghfirullahalazim, dear. Not like that, I'm sorry dear Irsyad. Please forgive me."

"Hiks, Rahma never uttered a subtle word, that's true. Very true, mas. Rahma is not a shithole woman." Rahma continued to mumble humbling herself while sobbing.

While Irsyad who can no longer bear all the cries and sayings of Rahma. Makes her cry too. Then he grabbed Rahma's face.

"Listen darling. Listen to Irsyad. The mercy is more than anything. Rahma is a beautiful woman who is very much in love, even mas is very lucky to marry you. There is no wife or any woman dear. Only Rahma. Rahma Qurrata Aini is in the heart.

By Allah Darling, the pledge of love is only spoken to you. You're mas's only wife for the rest of my life."

Hearing all the words of Irsyad Rahma could only be silent without saying anything. She took her husband's hand. Unhooked. Then smile.

"### My husband. The Irsyad." Rahma hugged him. Irsyad returned Rahma's embrace. And dissolve in their cries.

'Every living person has an orgasm over the opposite sex.

No matter how strong my faith is, I can still fall into the abyss of sin.

I can still be tempted by a love that I shouldn't take too deep.

Just like a believing man. I can only hold it, And I can what?? if temptation still rained down on me.

I do not justify everything I do, but I cannot judge every believer but still sin.'

ustadz Irsyad Fadilah