The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
request mr. Lukman

Outside the Qori ward...

Lek Hilman had already taken the man a little away from the door of Qori's ward, he let go while looking at Farhat.

"Farhat? You are if you talk mbok yes in the first thought. You're playing with people's children's marriages? You should have thought, see for yourself what his father was like?"

"Lek, Farhat knows. This is too rash. But it's because they both need protection. So Farhat had to marry Qori."

"Please doesn't have to be married... You're this? O Allah. Now if he really hopes to get married by you how? I thought Farhat... Don't just play with marriage, you think getting married is just a try or what the hell?"

"Astagfirullah al'azim sir lek, there's no way I'm just trying. I'm serious, lek. I want to marry Qori."

"Nih yes, married it must see its offspring loh. He is not from a good family, you should have negotiated with your parents first. Let's not get into trouble."

"All I marry is Qori lek, and I believe she's a lady of Solehah."

"Yes, but this is his father... You've seen what his father looks like, haven't you?" Still trying to persuade Farhat to cancel his intention.

"Sir, Farhat's my intention is good sir. Time is forbidden. Farhat Qori said it needs protection. All this time we saw for ourselves how the girl was tortured by her father, after her mother left them right?" Haidir tried to calm his father.

"Haidir, help the help. But what if we make trouble for our extended family? It can tarnish her surname as well. Farhat is ustadz." Said Lek Hilman who was increasingly worried about the decision of the nephew.

Ustadz Farhat shook his head with a smile. "She, inshaAllah. Farhat's intentions are good, and hopefully nothing happens. When Farhat comes home. Farhat will tell this to father and mother at home. May Allah be petrified in giving the Farhat parents the sincerity to receive them both, to be wives and children of Farhat." Ustadz Farhat.

"Yes already... Uncle is only supportive. I hope nothing happens." Surrender. While Farhat muttered only his hamdalah, he entered the Qori ward again.

Guna said that she was really serious about marrying him, and would come back tomorrow with her parents.

With a full look, Qori was happy, "Thank you so much, I don't know what else to say." He put his hands in front of his chest and cried.

"Hurry up healthy, if at night you are not allowed to go home. We get married in this hospital all right? Even if it's only the ijab of Qabul." Farhat.

"Hiks... I wasn't expecting a fancy party. For I am not a woman worthy to be your wife."

"Sstdh... Mas sincerely married you Qori. The important thing is that you accept me too, and respect me anyway. No matter how much of a living I'll give you after this."

"Hiks..." Qori nodded. He even continued to say thank you many times to the man who also smiled happily. Then move.

"By home first. Take good care of yourself. If there's anything, or when you come. You can call me."

"Yes... Yes, Farhat."

"Assalamualaik."

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah." Smiling happily, even he could not gauge how happy he was at the moment. All he did was stare at the back of the man who had started to disappear as the door of the ward began to close. "MashaAllah, my future husband." She shed her tears again.

***

The day had changed, a knock made him turn his head while smiling.

"Mas Farhat." Mumbled. His smile dimmed as his father came. Tumben once he entered by knocking on the door of the ward.

"Where is the man who said he would marry you? She promised to come today with her parents, right?" Ask Lukman. While Qori was still silent, at a time like this why the father even came. Not that Qori does not like it, but he is afraid that the father will bring trouble when the Farhat ustadz family comes.

"Hey...! Can't you talk? Where's your candidate?"

"Sad..." Putting fire on the end of his cigarette butt.

"Sir, sorry... Here is my baby. Please don't smoke here." Qori said slowly. With a hint of sharp glances Qori instantly bowed. Until another knock was heard.

"Assalamualaik." Sapa ustadz Farhat, he was a little surprised when he found Mr. Lukman inside, he immediately spread a smile on the man who had looked at him with a cynical smile.

Followed by his father and mother, Ustadz Farhat entered.

"Dad, mom. Introduce him, Mr. Lukman, father of Qori." Farhat. With doubt both Farhat's parents shook Lukman's hand. After that, the mother turned to Qori.

"Assalamualaikum nduk." Sapa mother Farhat while hugging warmly the prospective daughter-in-law and then doing a cipika-cipiki movement.

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah Ma'am." Qori greeted him. The mother-in-law turned to look at the child, what a soothing face. Make Farhat's mother directly carry the baby in the decapitation of Qori.

Last night, Farhat talked to his parents. Explain everything as it is, according to what Qori told him.

And by shedding tears the mother approved the good intentions of Farhat, even he was ready with whatever will be done by his iron candidate. Without reducing his blessing on Qori.

"Emmm... Like you guys are here all I want to ask for a dowry for my son." Lukman said to the point.

"Ba... You said it like that." Qori felt bad.

"It's okay nduk." Said Aminarti's mother. He turned back to Lukman. "Please sir, just say the dowry you want."

Smiling cynically. "Not much thirty million."

"Astagfirullah al'azim, sir." Qori exclaims.

"All right I'll give you that dowry sir." Answer Farhat. Qori shook her head.

"No, no. don't. It was too much, after all Qori had been married it was already grateful."

"It's okay, brother... I really am sincere."

"But mas?"

"Close your mouth Qori...!!! You need a guardian, right? If you want me to be your guardian? Yes, your future husband must comply with the requirements that I make. Pay the dowry, it's not much anyway."

"Mr?"

"Sir, it's okay." Said the future father-in-law. "Yes sir. Our family will give you the dowry."

"Good, because the wedding will be on the title tomorrow night. I want it to be given tomorrow as well."

"Astagfirullah al'azim." Qori shook his head, he was really ashamed of his father's behavior.

"Mass?" Qori stared as he shook his head at the man who had attached his index finger to his own lips.

"It's okay." Farhat Iirih muttered with a smile.

You guys need to know. Do not be surprised if there is a bad-hearted father like Lukman. Because in this world? Let alone father, mother also sometimes there is something like that. For the sake of indulging worldly lust. They even put aside conscience, willingly hurt anyone for the sake of satisfaction. Even if it's on his own son.