The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
the intention in A'a's heart for Noah.

It was exactly 13:30.

Noah and A' Faqih were riding motorcycles to Tafiz's house.

Because the distance is not too far, Faqih also carries the rate of the motor maticnya with moderate speed.

In the afternoon wind before dusk, they seemed to want to show that the two are halal lovers who are in a hangover romance.

Along the way, Noah's hand that was coiled around A' Faqih's waist was always rubbed by Him.

Befriend the still blazing twilight sun highlighting their journey.

Nuha smiled as A' Faqih occasionally grabbed her hand just to kiss her.

While the one in the back? Noah sniffed the scent of Faqih's fragrant body.

Though A' Faqih only wore a little perfume but seemed to dominate the original fragrance of A' Faqih's body which made Noah feel at home to breathe it even until there was a desire to stick the Head on A'a's broad shoulders.

But already, shame. Hehe.

And on the sidelines of the roar of the motorbike driven by A'a, Noah continued to absorb the beauty of his new life. Yep... It's really nice indeed, dating after the marriage bond.

Such a heart is loved more, perhaps because not only the love of our partner, but also our Lord. It is as if a circle of affection is always with us, without any worry with any view of people.

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they were almost at their destination.

It was a bit like how the hell Noah was, because this was his first day teaching again after marriage. Some of his friends even almost all no one knows about his marriage with the Hafihz.

It was even worse for those who admired A' Faqih. Although it was not Noah's business, he was usually the one who was the opponent to chat when they were talking about A' Faqih. And of all those who spoke, only Noah was not interested. But who would have guessed, even she herself became Faqih's mistress.

In front of the gate of the house of Tafiz, some ustadzah was a little surprised because Faqih came with Noah. Noah had time to let go of his grip because of the unpleasant taste after becoming their spectacle. But as if A' Faqih wanted to show that Noah was his wife, Noah's hand remained in his grasp until the bike stopped in a motor park.

Meanwhile, at a distance not so far away, Ustadz Farhat had also just arrived. He was a little surprised when he saw Faqih flashing with Noah.

he had heard Faqih was married but did not think that the woman he married was Noah.

A' Faqih helped remove the helmet hooks from Noah and took off his helmet.

"Nuha can be alone A'..." Naha, who is still shy, is treated like this in the open.

"It's okay neng, A'a wants to do this." The answer. The helmet came off.

"Thank you A'a."

"same-sama neng." Swiping the head of the wife.

"A'...? Nuha to the ustadzah's room first."

"You're one room now with A'a neng. So let's go with A'a."

"But?"

"Assynoltom..." Sapa Farhat, Faqih also looked at him along with Noah.

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah sis." Noah replied smiling.

"Getishalam." Answer Faqih who got off the bike.

"I heard that you married Faqih, so the same is the case with Nuha?" Ask Farhat.

"Yes." Yeah." His reply was brief with a faint smile on his lips, such was he who rarely spoke stale, except with Noah.

"Congratulations." Raising hands on Faqih.

"Thank you." Smiled faintly while shaking Farhat's hand. The man in front of Faqih smiled wryly, especially as Faqih grabbed Noah's hand and linked to him.

"Sorry Farhat, we go first. Assalamualaikum." Faqih.

"I.iya, walaikumsalam warahmatullah." replied Farhat later.

"First brother." Sapa Nuha was also taken away by Faqih from there. Farhat smiled.

"Astagfirullah al'azim.... Why can I say that I admire Noah for a friend who also admired the girl. But thankfully? May you be happy." Farhat smiled. He sighed and then walked back to the teaching ustadz's room.

In front of Faqih's room...

The man reached for the key from his bag and opened the room.

Noah hesitated when he came in.

"Let's go in neng." Take Faqih.

"Yes A'..." Noah walked in. "Assalamualaik."

"Getishalam." Faqih replied, taking off her bag and putting it on the table.

While the girl was still staring at the room intently.

"Sit down neng."

"Yes A'..." Noah sat on the sofa. Faqih sat next to Noah, holding a notebook.

"A' Faqih?"

"Is it all right, Noah is here? This is Ustadz Rahmat's room too, right?"

"It's rare to go to Tafiz neng's house,"

"Yes but, Nuha doesn't feel good to you guys. If it's the same A'a."

"Not good how? I'm your husband, so it doesn't matter."

"But Noah wanted to gather with friends also A'...."

"You can still neng. The important thing is that if A'a calls you, you should get here right away."

"Yes A', yes, Nuha has been to the room of the Ustadzah first yes."

"Don't be a darling for long. After coming straight here."

"Yes." Yeah." Noah answered in spirit, he grabbed Faqih's right hand and kissed her gently. "Assalamualaik."

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah dear." Answer the soft Faqih.

After Noah came out, Faqih was about to reach for his bag. While looking for something it seems like someone is left behind? He reminded me, and sure enough. The item he was looking for was still in his motorcycle seat, Faqih also walked out while closing the door of his room.

"Faqih–" Call someone, he turned.

"Farhat Yes? What's up?"

"No... I just wanted to apologize to you."

"Sorry?" Faqih frowned.

"Yes, because I had said I wanted to recite the Ustadzah of Noah, but he was your future wife at that time." Farhat. Faqih smiled as he rubbed his friend's shoulder.

"It's okay to relax. At that time, I wasn't sure if he was my soul mate. Because Abinya hasn't given an answer."

"Is that so? But I'm so happy you're with her. She's a very innocent girl... You're so lucky." Farhat. Faqih was just smiling. "Yes Faqih, I have to go to my class, the children have gathered."

"Yes... I also want to go to the parking lot to pick up something. I am first yes. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalam." Farhat replied, the man continued his steps towards his teaching class.

While Faqih, he stopped for a moment and looked back.

'may Farhat dispel his admiration for Noah. And get another soul mate. Aamiin's." He murmured in his heart, then stepped back.

Until the pair of legs came back to a standstill, when he saw one of his friends teaching him to experience the distress of a scraped bag in his hand until several packets of dates fell.

"It's natural..." Faqih. "Aaron's Asalamualaikum? You brought a lot of dates?" Faqih helped pick up the package of dates.

"Yes A' I'm trading. It just so happens that there are friends who order, Ehhh his pocket even broken." Aaron answered, chuckling.

"You're trading dates?"

"Yes, same honey."

"MashaAllah's... How's profit?"

"If this month of Ramadan is Alhamdulillah A' , quite a lot of orders. Because my dates are among the rare types in Indonesia." Reply Him.

"If honey? Where are you supplying? Original huh?"

"God willing A', my uncle is a honey farmer in Bogor, so I take there every half a month or fit a lot of orders."

Faqih was a little interested, he handed over the remaining two packets of dates to Aaron.

"Thank you very much A' for your help."

"Everything... Uh, but I can't go masok, too, want a trade." Faqih.

"Serious A'…?" Ask Aaron.

"Seriously inshaAllah."

"Gee... May once, tomorrow-tomorrow come with me A' we go to Bogor together to see the goods directly."

"May you, but please keep this a secret?"

"Why A'…?"

"Because, I trade it to raise more money by its nature to surprise my wife, if the money has been collected."

"Wife? Ahh yes, antum is married yes A'...?"

"Yes." Yeah." Faqih smiled shyly.

"MashaAllah, barakallah... Congratulations to A'... Happy new life."

"Thank you Aaron... Yes, we will discuss it again. I have to go to the parking lot for a minute."

"Yes A'..."

After greeting each other Keduanyan also stepped back towards their respective goals, with a feeling of Faqih who felt happier because he finally had a way to add to the coffers of his savings money, he said, and Nuha could soon realize his desire to study at Al Azhar Cairo Egypt.