The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
I'll give your baby a name, Agam.

Today, Qori felt a little relieved that the child was still in her arms.

But he also harbored a bad taste and fear, when Ustadz Farhat said he would replace the money from the rich family, and willing to marry her, in the eve of Lebaran later.

'I will be his father. Just don't give up the baby. And I will pay your father's debt to that rich family.' Farhat's ustadz speech he remembers.

Qori let out a little sigh, he kissed the child long enough. Then look at the child.

"What happened son? I don't know what power, until I made ustadz who didn't know her mother before, suddenly really want you to be her child?" She shed her tears. He also kissed again Agam's cheek. Da... The name Agam is a gift from Ustadz Farhat.

We returned a moment a few days earlier. When Qori had just given birth to her baby.

Ustadz Farhat approached Qori again, and told him that his son had fallen asleep in his carrier. He carefully put the little baby back into the crib, then sat down in his chair.

"Have you thought of a name for her?" Ask her. Qori nodded slowly.

"Let her parents alone give her a name," Qori replied, a little confused by the answer. Isn't he her parents? So thought Farhat.

"His parents? Meanin?" He asked, Qori glanced at Haidir and Pak lek from Ustadz Farhat who was still in the room. Then bow later.

"I actually rented out my uterus to a wealthy couple. By the process of the baby tube, without having sex." Answer Qori lirih.

"Baby tube? But...?"

"I can get pregnant in a way without having sex, by taking an egg from a woman's ovary to be fertilized with the fluid belonging to the husband of the woman, so that fertilization occurs outside the uterus.

While the fertilized egg is then implanted into the wall of my uterus, so that pregnancy occurs. That's what I heard from the doctor." Cut Qori. "I just don't want to commit adultery with ustadz, and I'm grateful that there's such a process." Connect Qori later.

"But it's just as haram. Because it involves a third person, let alone he's not your husband." Farhat said with a pity look. Especially when Qori came back crying.

"I had to do that. Really ustadz. I still keep my honor. Even I have been keeping my eyes on the opposite sex all this time. But for my father's debt. I'm willing to do that. Although I have to get some criticism outside." Sobbed.

There, lek Hilman shook his head, he just found out the real thing. It is true that not always the fruit falls not far from the tree, for example, Qori. Last night all he knew, Qori was indeed a home girl who very rarely went out if not for important purposes such as school and others. Since graduating from high school, she has stayed at home.

"Astagfirullah al'azim..." Farhat was more and more compassionate for him, he turned towards the crib baby rubbed the cheeks of the holy baby gently.

"Ustadz, did I sin too?"

"Yes." Yeah." Farhat replied without looking at Qori. "It's more sinful if you keep giving up this baby and taking money from them." Reciprocity.

"Hiks... I have to how ustadz? I also could not give him up. Because there's been love for her for nine months I'm pregnant."

"Then take care of Agam." Ustadz Farhat replied, turning his head. "Don't leave Agam to him. If you're really a good mother."

"A... Ago?" Qori wiped her tears.

"I gave him the name Agam. Abdilah Abqari Agam, which means the intelligent and powerful Son who serves Allah." Answer Farhat. Qori's tears were getting louder.

"Subhanallah ustadz, would you like to give a name to my son? Very nice name, thanks ustadz. Thank you very much." Touched.

"Please take care of my son, Dik Qori." He said, Like a spell that immediately makes the girl fixated, when Ustadz Farhat called her dik Qori especially said my son. "I am willing to marry you and become his father. Just don't give up the baby. And again I'll pay your father's debt to that rich family." Continuing Farhat, lek Hilman also directly approached Farhat.

"Farhat, let's talk outside first." Bring her.

"Later lek, I haven't finished talking to Qori." Farhat replied, his gaze still on the girl. "You yeah? Marry me on the night of this takbir."

"Allahu Rabbi. Farhats... Let's go out for a minute." Lek Hilman had already grabbed Farhat's hand and pulled him out, while Qori was still sculpting because he did not believe it either.

"Qori, Farhat's a sincere man. You'll probably be happy after this." Said Haidir Seraya smiling and also came out, leaving the girl who was still sculpting. Suddenly his hands became cold and trembling.

"Ma...night takbir? Three more days, right, takbir night? Could it be that Farhat would? Oh, my God." Qori still couldn't believe what she heard earlier.

But seeing the expression of uncle from Ustadz Farhat, he seemed to disagree. He sighed and tried not to be so hopeful with Farhat's words, and began to raise his hands to pray. Hoping that if Ustadz Farhat is serious and Allah meridhoi then he hopes to be launched all his affairs. But if it turns out not, hopefully his heart can be given strength when he has to lose Agam.