The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
Permission to Bogor without Noah.

In the room...

It looks like Debby's room is quite spacious and clean, with items that are neatly arranged.

Quite comfortable anyway, Shafa was sitting on the bed belonging to the girl who was busy arranging her books were a little scattered on the bed.

"Sorry messy tea?" Debby.

"It's okay Deb, it's neat." Answer Shafa. Until sayub-sayub heard the sound of adhan ashar make him smile.

"Alhamdulillah... Deb, I'm gonna go get some water, can I pray here?"

"May you have tea... My room is not unclean... So teteh can pray comfortably, later we pray equally yes."

"A..what?" Shafa was surprised when Debby spoke like that.

"Hehehe... Here I whispered" Debby approached Shafa's ear. "Actually I have been praying five times secretly, and today I am fasting. It's been eight days." Bisik Debby's. Shafa's eyes condensed.

"MashaAllah's... Allahuahbar... You pray? Fasting?" Like not believing what he heard. Debby nodded as well.

"Look at this." The girl opened her closet. And show me the paper stuck on the closet door.

"It's a prayer reading that I purposely stick here, so I can easily memorize it."

"Allahuacabar..." Shafa closed his mouth and could not say anything more.

"And this....?" Debby issued, Mukena, the Qur'an, and also her little prayer beads. "I have this."

Shafa shakes with a tremble to receive what Debby thrusts him, until a clear thread drips from his net.

"I'm really speechless, I can't say anything Deb, MashaAllah..." He hugged the girl's body. Debby was happy.

"What can I say to a Muslim?" Debby asked in Shafa's arms. The girl let go.

"You're not officially a Muslim yet if you haven't worshipped my best friend." Answer Shafa gently.

"How do I get to worship?" Ask Debby.

"Oh my God, are you holding my hand? I was really shaking Debby, 'cause I heard that." Shafa Touch Debby's hand. "It's cold my hands, right?"

Both chuckle. I don't know Shafa is really happy to hear that from the lips of a non-Muslim.

"Oh yes, are you sure you want to worship? The conditions are only to your firm heart, as well as the belief that there is no God but Allah and believing that the Holy Prophet is the messenger of God, you must pledge that in front of the witnesses." Shafa.

"Yes Allah... My heart's sure about tea, but?" The girl is moody.

"But why?" Ask Shafa.

"but I'm not sure I'll get approval from my family. My father is a priest. My mother was a church singer. I'm afraid of Tea." Debby shed her tears.

"Do you believe God will give you a way? Because if you're sure God will help you." Shafa rubbed Debby's tears gently. The girl smiled too.

"Teh Shafa is ready? so my friend and witness to my struggle, being a convert?" Debby raised her little finger. Shafa smiled then nodded quickly.

"You..." The answer that directly hooked his little finger was also to Debby's finger. The two chuckled and hugged each other again. "I pray you're capable of my best friend."

"Hehehe... Aamiin, sir,"

A few minutes later, the two prayed in the room without Debby's family outside. Shafa even guided him to read the Qur'an correctly, which was certain in a very shrewd voice.

He taught me the memorization of short letters.

Until the time has begun to approach the time to break the fast, both of them decided to go out before the time magrib arrived to cancel their fast both there.

On the other hand Rumi smiles when she accidentally sees Debby's post, with a photo of Shafa and Debby herself at a fast food restaurant.

"Alhamdulillah... They are familiar, had worried that Shafa will be less comfortable. But after getting a short message from her and seeing this post I was relieved." Rumi put down her cell phone again, then prepared to perform Maghrib prayer.

***

At a dining table, the Ustadz family of Grace had gathered. There are many delicious dishes on the table.

Among them are vegetable soup Iga beef, rendang meat, orek tempe, sambal, some fried foods, and also banana compote.

There are some fruits also there as their food companion.

The family usually ate his ta'jil first, the same as the Ustadz Irsyad family. After canceling the fast they immediately perform the congregational magrib prayer. Then they eat the heavy dish, sometimes they also eat it as their dinner after the tarawih prayer, if in taste they are still full when eating ta'jil earlier.

Nuha grabbed the plate from her husband after it was empty in the A' Faqih meal and took it to the dishwasher.

At the table Umma Hasna and Abi Rahmat still enjoy fresh fruit in front of them.

"Abi, Friday tomorrow Faqih did not participate in the study."

"Why?"

"Yes, because there is business with friends to Bogor." Faqih. Hearing that, Noah looked a little.

'A'a going to Bogor?' (Noah)

"Nuha's coming?" Ask Abi Rahmat.

"No Bi," Faqih replied, hearing that Noah looked back a little.

'A'a what business to Bogor huh? Why didn't he say anything to me?' still muttering inwardly with his hands still working on cleaning the dirty dishes.

Faqih looked towards Noah. "Miss... Here first." A' Faqih. Noah turned off the water tap and walked closer to his chair again.

"It's okay A'a stay a while?"

'it's okay, but if in this house alone without A'a it feels like a stranger.' Inner Noah. He smiled and then nodded.

"What business is there anyway? Until Noah didn't you ask?" Ask Abi Rahmat.

"There was Bi, the affair with a fellow teaching teacher at Tafiz's house, and it was all men, so it wasn't nice to bring a wife." Faqih also felt guilty for lying to his family, especially to Nuha. 'forgive A'a ya dear.' Faqih inner later.

"That's it..." Abi Rahmat mangosteen.

"Emmmm, the intention is that Noah wants to take Faqih first to Abi Irsyad's house first, Faqih will go home until night. And Noah saturates to be better at Umma Rahma's house so there's a friend." Faqih. A little bit of relief in Noah's heart when Faqih said he wanted to take him home first. At least he's a lot more comfortable. And again, Noah missed his Ummah.

"Why must it be delivered to Bekasi anyway?" Ask Umma Hasna.

"Let's have a friend Umma." Answer Faqih.

"Indeed, Umma Hasna cannot be made a friend? After Friday tomorrow Umma will be part of the turn to prepare a place for the study of the assembly mothers. Umma needs Noah's help to cook." Said Umma Hasna.

"Umma usually use catering services if there is a home study event, right?" Abi Rahmat said.

"Special tomorrow, Umma would cook with Noah alone, and introduce Noah to the assembly mothers?" His speech.

"But Umma." Faqih was about to speak but was restrained when Noah's hand grabbed him, he shook his head slowly, then turned to Umm Hasna with a smile.

"It's okay Umma, Noah's in this house alone. Help Umma cook." Smilingly.

"Well, that's a good boy. How is the difference here the same house in Bekasi. Your home is also your home, right?" Umma Hasna.

"Yes Umma." Smiling cheerfully, Nuha still felt alone, if she was loved once by Umma Hasna, to the extent that the ban she considered as an embodiment if she was proud of the son-in-law, he said, and even want to know him to study friends. It was very sad for Noah.

"Neng, seriously just want to be here? He said he misses Umma Rahma?" Ask Faqih.

"It's okay A', right Umma Hasna needs Noah's help. Weeks tomorrow just stay at Abi Irsyad's house huh?"

"That's the new son-in-law of Umma." replied Umm Hasna without looking at Ustadz Rahmat who was in the middle of the head ringing.

While the girl was still innocently, smiling, happy.

Seriate...