The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
Prague in kitchen

The morning was so quick to greet those who had just come out of the toilet, after taking a junub bath.

He quickly dried his hair, before returning to wearing the hijab.

Because in that house, Noah kept wearing a hijab when he came out of A' Faqih's room. Make Faqih frown as Noah's hands begin to grab her hijab and cover her hair.

"Neng, your hair is still wet... Better wait for it to dry."

"Nuha will help Umma prepare the sahur meal." Answer Noah.

"Yes A'a knows. But why is neng still wearing the hijab at A'a's house anyway?"

"there is Abi" replied Noah.

Yep... He kept his aura closed in front of his father-in-law. The reason is not because it is forbidden, but because it has not been done.

"Neng, isn't a daughter-in-law opening her aura a little in front of Father-in-law just right? Because your relationship with Abi Rahmat can now be called Muabbad (an eternal mahram), because of the existence of Nasab."

"Yes A', Nuha's just not used to it yet." Noah answered. 'what else every morning my hair is wet, more shame.'

"Yes, but it's not good to cover your head when your hair is wet."

"It's precisely because of wet A'..." Answer Noah. Faqih was silent. Then he began to understand until a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Why get her hair wet?"

"It's okay, it's just Noah who understands. Noah went out first. It's three o'clock. Umma must be in the kitchen." Nuha said, the girl immediately moved. While A' Faqih only shook his head while chuckling with anxiety. He understood the point, maybe Noah was embarrassed when he came out with wet hair. Definitely caught the night after what? Had a natural thing yes A' her name is also a newlywed. But yes it is... Let the girl act as she wants.

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In a large kitchen, Noah helped his mother-in-law.

He got the job of making sweet tea, pretty easy, didn't he? Noah grabbed a packet of powdered tea and placed it in a teapot.

Just as the girl was about to lift the flask to pour hot water, Umma Hasna had already held her back.

"What do you want to do with water?" He asked, looking at him, he had aimed at the flask in the hands of Noah.

"Make Umma tea."

"You told me yesterday, right? If you make the tea on the boil, not just in the brew."

"Ah... I'm sorry Umma, Nuha forgot." He took the tea powder out of the teapot and grabbed a pot of water, which he would use to boil the tea.

"In recall, the habit in your home should not be brought here, do not equate powdered tea with tea bags." He said, it is still difficult to open a little bit of his heart. Moreover, the face of Noah is very similar to Rahma, I don't know if it's not like from the beginning what else?

"yes Umma." replied Noah, who had lit the stove.

Waiting for the water to boil, Noah approached his mother-in-law again.

"Are there Umma?" Ask Noah.

"Prepare the glasses for the tea, and the plates." He said without expression, because he was still busy sauteing spices.

While smiling, Noah worked it all out. Not a word came out of them again. It made Noah a little clumsy.

'so miss Umma Rahma. We usually talk and joke. Here, Umma Hasna was silent, to the point that I was confused about what else to do.' Inner Noah who was wiping the slightly wet glasses one by one.

"Mrs...! It's boiling water." Umma Hasna.

"Ah yes Umma," Noah hurriedly put his glass on the table, but because it was too on the edge of the table, the glass fell due to being caught in the hijab of Noah as well.

Praaaa...!

"Astag." Nuha was getting nervous, he was confused to touch which was the first while the boiling of tea water had risen to get out of the pot.

"Sorry Umma, Noah accidentally." A little afraid of breaking the glass in this house, Noah's eyes condensed.

"Everything, if doing anything it must be with sincerity. So it's not like this, is it?" Hunus Umma Hasna to the girl who slowly began to crouch, she grabbed one by one the shards of the glass, while moving her eyeballs so that there were no tears outside. Until a hand touched Noah's hand.

'A'a?' noha's mind when she lifted her head, she wanted to cry right then and there, but was as strong as she could hold on to it. And just smile.

"Umma, it was Noah by accident." Faqih said he helped clean up the broken glass.

"Just give it up. Just clean up the broken glass and just go back to the room. No need to help Umma," There was a slightly upset-judgmental tone. Noah looked down, and he felt guilty. While Faqih just sighed.

"Neng, you go to the room first." A' Faqih.

"But Umma who's helping?" Nuha's murmured very softly.

"Let's just A'a." Faqih rubbed his wife's wet eyes, clearly Noah's eyes began to grow even though he wanted to be held up like whatever it was still visible. Noah nodded slowly.

"Don't A'a, just Noah. It's Noah's duty."

"Faqih...? Nuha...? Let Abi alone petrify Umma prepare sahur dishes huh. You guys in the room first." Abi Rahmat's.

"Yes Bi." Faqih answered, holding both hands of Noah. "Yuk neng." Take A' Faqih.

The two of them walked out of the kitchen, and occasionally Noah looked back. Really he felt bad for Umma Hasna at this time, even Nuha had wanted to go back to help. But Faqih's hand that was coiled around Noah's shoulder as if it did not give him permission to approach again. Until their footsteps continued to swing up the stairs.

Still in the kitchen Umma Hasna still looks upset, but she also did not dare to glance at the husband, who was standing next to her while looking straight at his wife.

"What is the price of Umma?" Ask Abi Rahmat. Both of his hands were crossed in front of his chest. Umma Hasna was silent.

Abi Rahmat also turned off the stove in front of his wife. "Where is more valuable? That glass or your daughter-in-law's heart?" Later, Umma Hasna looked over.

"Bi...? Umma just wanted to teach him, so as not to install anymore.it is not a matter of the price of the glass."

"Teaching can be in a good way, right? anyway how could Noah not panic, while you were commanding him in that tone?" Cut Abi Rahmat, his tone slightly raised.

"A'a what the hell is that?"

"That's how?"

"A'a sober? If it's hurt Hasna's heart." Umma Hasna suddenly said.

"What made A'a hurt you?"

"Abi's words, because Abi was too defensive of Noah in order to maintain good relations between Abi and Ustadz Irsyad. Without caring that Hasna could also be hurt because of Abi's attitude." Umm Hasna shed her tears, because of this she even became increasingly dislike of Noah.

"So Umma feels like that?"

"Yes... Abi knew how much Hasna was trying to accept Faqih's son-in-law? Umma just trying to speak according to what is in Umma's heart, is it wrong?"

Abi Rahmat Geleng Head Seraya beristighfar lirih.

"So what do you want Umma now? Do you want to go back to Tasikmalaya?"

The deg...! Hearing that Umma felt a dagger unsheathed in his chest.

"Because Umma is getting better at answering Abi's words? Is that a sign that Umma can no longer appreciate Abi? And want to go back to Abah at the Lake?" Ustadz Rahmat still held back his anger because at home there was still Noah and Faqih.

"Is that Hasna's fault? Abi really is. Defending a daughter-in-law to the heart of scolding Hasna? And say you want to bring Hasna back? Abi realized that it was the same as talak, right?!" Taaaaakkk Umma Hasna put the vegetable spoon on the stove with a little slamming, then walked quickly out of the kitchen.

Ustadz Rahmat also beristighfar, he did not know what to say to his wife.

He also decided to continue cooking on the stove, while occasionally tasting.