The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
admiration that must be lost

Faqih walked out looking for the father, in front of the stairs he passed Umma Hasna who was about to go up to the second floor.

"Umma, where's Abi?" Ask Faqih.

"Outside, it's a little sport." Reply him. Faqih also walked down to the courtyard of the house.

At his sight the father was moving both hands barefoot trampling pebbles that were deliberately arranged neatly to provide massage therapy on the soles of the feet.

"Bye..." Faqih approached, the father turned his head. "Can't you get the wrong money to Faqih this way?"

"How much does Abi love?" Still moving his hand.

"Five million," Faqih replied.

"If Abi loves that much, what should you say?"

"Alhamdulillah."

"Well, yeah." Answer him relax.

"But this is too much Bi."

"You're a family, right? You need more money. And immediately find a home for you, Abi talk like this not to throw you out. But you need a house, right?"

"Bi, Faqih does not want to be distinguished from other teachers. In the love of money as usual, Faqih did not want to."

"If you don't have a wife yet, you can say that. But now? Even you should have looked for another job A' Tafiz's house as a side." Said.

"Faqih still wants to build Tafiz Bi's house. Now the number of students is increasing, the teaching staff is also increasing, as the class increases, right? Faqih could not rule that out. If in the time of Abi there was Abah, now Abah in Sukabumi. Who else is taking care of Tafiz's house try?"

"It's up to you... Abi can't force you to do that, but what about a place to live for you and your wife?"

"Faqih is still working on Bi, it might take a long time."

"What else is lacking? Abi can help. Even pay the house for you guys can."

"No Bi, no. Faqih did not want to trouble Abi, after all still heavy Faqih left Umma."

"Umma, is there still Abi, what is there? You don't feel sorry for Noah? He's that awkward in this house." Abi Rahmat said, Faqih was only silent with his hands still holding the envelope containing the money. "Responsibility for your wife does not only have to be with your birth and inner living, but give her comfort, like a board to shade you. Abi it's okay if you want to be here, you just have to be "

"Faqih was thinking about it too, so Faqih would try to buy a house for Noah as soon as possible." Answer Faqih.

Like no words anymore, Abi Rahmat just smiled thinly while patting the child's shoulder slowly.

***

This afternoon back to their routine, Nuha had just dropped out of class. A little grimacing Nuha felt pain in the right part of her stomach, it had been felt in the last few days, and usually the pain would disappear when she drank a lot, it was a lot, maybe when sahur earlier he did not drink a lot of water so it made him feel sick again that's how Noah thought that pain was not something to worry about.

"Ustadzah Nuha–" called a daughter, Noah turned his head and gave his best smile.

"Yes Ziya's deck?" Swiping head.

"Ziya has a gift for ustadzah." Give a medium-sized box.

"This is what deck?" Noah asked happily, accepting it.

"Gift because the ustadzah is already with A' Ustadz Faqih." He said, Noah closed his mouth.

"Dek Ziya what is this talking about? Thank you son of Salad." Pecking at Ziya's head. The ten-year-old girl smiled happily.

"Ziya happy ustazah same A' ustadz,"

"Indeed Why?"

"Yes, Nuha's body is still here."

"Hehehe, love Ziya." Noah hugged her. The girl pushed slowly on Noah's body, then rubbed the hijab of Noah which was suddenly stained with blood.

"Ziya why? How nosebleed?" Ask Noah to panic. He did not mind his veil that was stained with blood.

"It's okay uzt." The girl ran small towards the toilet. Nuha stared at him, what happened to the girl? Is correct... He was the only protege who often did not leave and also looked the girl looked pale more and more.

'is he sick?' inner Noah felt pity. He also lifted the box that the boy gave him. A little curious about the contents but Noah decided to open them later in A' Faqih's room.

In the place where he rested, the room was still empty. Looks like A'a hasn't dropped out of her class yet.

He went in and sat on the sofa, opening a small gift from Ziya.

A beautiful music box, Noah smiled and opened it.

"MashaAllah is beautiful." There was the sound of classical music there with a small doll playing in the box following the flow of music that still sounded.

Until time continued to roll, Noah had long enough to sit alone waiting for the husband who never came. A knock made him look at the door.

"Sir Farhat?" Noah smiled as he smiled. When he found the man who was staring at the door.

'a very beautiful smile. O Allah.' Inner Farhat who was returning Noah's smile later, it seems that his heart has not been able to release the admiration of his best friend's wife. Ustadz Farhat beristighfar later.

"Sorry Ustadzah, I want to return the savings card of his students ustadz Faqih." He handed me the savings book.

"Cock on Farhat's brother?" Noah accepted. "Where's it?"

"So he came out after murojaah more than half of it, he said there is important business. So leave it to me in part."

"Owh... So yeah. Yes thank you, brother." Answer Noah softly.

"Sa.. tandem, ustadzah. Then excuse me, Assalamualaikum."

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah." Noah answered with a soft voice. Farhat looked down and turned his body. He touched his chest, which was still pounding near Noah.

'don't... Not Farhat... Forget about Nuha's ustadzah. He belonged to Faqih.' The man continued his steps leaving the room.

Noah put the savings book back in its place. Then try to contact the husband from his cell phone. There was a busy call coming from the other side, because A'a was also receiving calls from other people. After he sent goods to one of the boarding houses.

'A'a where the hell is it?' inner Noah with the cell phone still in the ear tried to contact again, and still the same absence of answers from A'a Although now connected.

As the day wore on, Noah closed the room and locked it. Along with that Farhat also wanted a way out, with a jacket that had been attached to his body.

"Sir Farhat." Call Noah to Farhat who just passed by. The man stopped his steps.

"Yes ustadzah?" He turned his back to Noah.

"Kak Farhat knows? Where's a'a going?" Ask Noah. Farhat turned his body slowly, facing Noah.

"Ma.sorry ustadzah, I did not have time to ask. So I don't know." Farhat replied nervously.

"Oh my God, how is this? Tafiz's house is deserted. Go home first, to the far side of the road."

Farhat fell silent, if he left Nuha alone here pity too. But if only the tandem is not possible if Faqih found out whether it will not be a problem, which there is even a misunderstanding.

Noah was still trying to call A'a. "The number is inactive. Where the hell is he?" Little grumbling. "Shh." Noah grimaced again.

"Ustadzah why?" Farhat asked who realized that Nuha was grimacing while holding her stomach.

"No... It's okay brother. You're used to, maybe drinking less water." Noah answered, smiling, though he still grimaced a little.

"I walk first, brother, I wait for A'a in front of the gate."

"I... Yes Ustadzah." Farhat replied, while Noah had gone first with one hand still attached the phone to his ear, while the other hand touched his right abdomen.

'can't be like this continue. I really should avoid the insanity of Nuha.' Inner Farhat. He decided to stay there, waiting for Noah to leave him. Although there was a bit of concern, it was none of his business.