The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
the new reality that Noah knew.

As the night grew colder, some people began to scatter from inside the mosque after performing tarawih prayers.

The same is true with Nuha Han A' Faqih, while Abi Rahmat is still there chatting with male worshipers.

Today Umma Hasna was not terawih he felt tired after a day struggling in the kitchen.

And prefer to straighten his legs, rubbing both legs while massaging slowly. Until the call of greeting began to be heard, Faqih and Nuha had just returned from the mosque.

"Assalamualaikum Umma." As for Nuha, the girl greeted Umma Hasna, who also returned the greeting from Noah.

"Umma's tired?" A'a's asking touched her mother's leg.

"A little bit" he answered.

"Lagian Umma, usually a catering message.why should make your own food anyway." Start massaging the soles of the feet of the mother slowly.

"Here you go, Umma just wants to try to make it yourself." He said his gaze was still fixed on the television screen in front, watching household drama series that aired every day.

"This is A'''s alphabet'." Noah pulled the prayer mat on the husband's shoulder, while A' Faqih slightly straightened one hand to make it easier.

"Neng, go to the room first yes later A'a nyulai. A'a made a quiz for you." Said Faqih, visible sparkling expression on the face of Nuha he nodded then walked slowly closer to the stairs.

Umma Hasna glanced. "about? A quiz? Mean how? Is Noah in school again?" Tanya Umma Hasna, confused.

"No Umma, just study with Faqih." A'a answered, still massaging the mother's legs, while the mother just rounded her mouth. "In the meantime, Umma, Faqih will continue."

"Yes." Yeah." Reply Umma who is still focused on watching television. Faqih then went to his room.

In the room Faqih immediately took off his cocoon and handed it to Nuha who was standing nearby, with a t-shirt in hand which he immediately handed over to Faqih.

After changing clothes, and the sarong she was still wearing, A'a walked up to the study table, with Noah following behind.

He then opened the drawer on the study table and took out a paper containing evaluation questions that he wrote yesterday before going to Ustadz Irsyad's house.

"A'a already said that A'a would occasionally love a quiz, right?" Ask Faqih. Nuha nodded. "May the last materials really learn well huh?" Faqih grabbed Noah by the hand, asking him to sit down.

A kiss landed on the base of Noah's head, A'a standing behind Noah's bench, with her left hand propped up on the table.

"work it right, huh? my favorite student." Decide A'a. Nuha smiled as she opened her Arabic-language page. "Read first the problem, there is no one who does not know, later ask."

Noah read one by one, "it seems that Noah understood all his languages A'..."

"really right? If you misinterpret just look out." Cheek of Noah.

"Hehehe, Noah will ask again if he finds trouble." Noah shuffled, tingling as Faqih continued to kiss on Noah's cheeks.

"Mmmm okay, it's my beloved disciple..." Still peeping the cheeks, neck and shoulders of the wife.

"Hehehe A'a Lecturer, no good loh nyium his student." Nuhah said as she chuckled.

"Who said? my students are special." Smear again.

"If being kissed continues like this how do you want to seriously work on it, try it?" Noah rubbed A'a's head that was leaning near his shoulder.

"Yes, do it right. This is the first test. The material has also explained A'a as best as possible, if it is wrong to be prepared, A'a rattan will teach you a lesson."

"No want to wear rattan aaahh, rattan life."

"What do you want?"

"Don't go orgasm, the test will be A'a over loh, will you?"

Nuha let go of A'a's hand while laughing "Hahaha. Da... Yes, already there he said to want a pijitin Umma."

"Love the gift first A'a the lecturer." Tapping his own cheek.

"Iiissshhh mode nih A'a Lecturer." Noah chuckled, and he gave a kiss on A'a's left cheek. A' Faqih smiled faintly and then returned a kiss once on Noah's lips.

"A'a go down first yeah. Do that, don't cheat. Just watch out."

"Yes... Yes." answered Noah, Faqih stroked Noah's head and went out of his room.

While in the room the girl focused on doing every problem made by A'a.

In the first, second and third problem is quite easy he can do smoothly. In the fourth problem, the girl was like finding trouble finally she switched to doing the other problem first in the number five? Ahhh.. again he jumped it, switched on the question number six and fortunately about it he can do. Turning again to the next question, Noah fell silent again at the tap-tapping of the pen to his own head.

'tough servant also yes, even though only a matter made by A'a.' inner Noah, still daydreaming looking at one of the problems. Noah's eyes began to narrow and scratch his head.

"this what the hell? How hard is it to read? How'this? In just a few minutes, I found myself in a lot of trouble. Okay, revert to number four." Noah read again about number four, silent for a moment trying to remember.

"This really doesn't mean? You see, if true A'a has not discussed this material. Let me ask you." Noah got out of his chair and walked out.

Just reaching the end of the stairs of the ground floor, Noah had stopped his steps because he heard the words of Umm Hasna.

"A'a know? Zahra came by." Umma.

"Zahra's? She here? Why?" Ask Faqih.

"Nganterin orders Abi you from Mr. Huda."

"Then?"

"He helped Umma taste Umma's food. He said it was delicious. The girl was good, even Umma was in love with a pretty good hijab." Umma Hasna said excitedly.

While Nuha was still silent there, she did not dare to enter the middle room. Waiting for Zahra's discussion to be over.

"Faqih, why silence dong response."

"Response to what Umma, not important A'a responds to it. After all, why did Umma receive the hijab? Faqih said it, right? Don't accept anything from him anymore, Faqih doesn't like his attitude."

"Why the hell A'…? What's wrong if Zahra gives it to Umma, the boy's good. Even if you deny her feelings, she still wants to be nice to Umma."

Deggs...! 'me...resist feelings? So Brother Zahra likes A'a? Astagfirullah al'azim, how come I eavesdrop on A'a and Umma's talk like this?' Noah was about to step up but did not.

"Umma already, don't talk about Zahra anymore?"

"It is wrong if Umma wants to discuss about the former future daughter-in-law of Umma."

Nuha. He wanted to step his foot up the stairs again but it was difficult, as if his ears still wanted to listen.

"Umma! don't talk like that. There's Nuha Umma, if she hears how? Faqih's wife can misunderstand."

"You said he's in the room working on your exam, right? Some of the facts Umma prefers Zahra than Nuha, yes even though the child is good, but either Umma's heart remains on Zahra."

The girl held onto his chest, 'sick.' Nuha smiled wryly, slowly the steps began to swing up the stairs as she rubbed her wet eyes.