The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
noha's Happiness.

Afternoon at H-1 Lebaran...

Nuha was sitting on the dining table chair, helping Umm Rahma and Abi Irsyad fill a ketupat in her slongsong janur.

Without Rumi was out to buy something, while A' Faqih was also out to send her last honey and date orders before Lebaran.

Actually, Noah felt sorry if the husband had to sell dates. But according to his words, trading is very fun. While still smooth A'a will continue to undergo it, as an addition only.

But it is not facetious when he intends to send Noah to school.

Back to Nuha who was putting a spoonful of washed rice into a firecracker.

"So this fullness is not Bi?" Ask Noah excited. Abi Irsyad grabbed the armour, then handed it to Noah again, pointing his thumb.

"Good, Dede is smarter than Umma. Truly Abi Irsyad's son." Praise Abi Irsyad.

"Hehe." Noah chuckled, seeing the cynical glances from Rahma to Abinya.

"Ummas... Fill again. Nih." Pushing the basin of rice closer towards Rahma. Because of the conscious gaze that was drawn to him.

"There... Abi just come out. From earlier on yes. Nyela continues. Hus... Hus..."

"Hey... Abi is the oldest teacher here. Who taught Abi. Like in a restaurant kitchen. Abi's the head chef..."

"But not insulting either, right?" Rahma grumbled

"Dignifying what? The fact... You are told not to understand first. To the extent that we all out. Because of the fullness."

"A lot of exaggeration anyway... Just a few too. Who told you to use your mouth too."

"Can be taught to understand Umma... Gotta bring dong. Which one's been taught to ngeyel again ckckck."

"But as a good teacher you have to be patient. Isn't that deck?" Rahma said to Noah who only chuckled at the unimportant debate of Umma and Abinya.

"Just boy. Abi it if the same students Abi on campus alone must be firm..." String his tongue.

"Cathisshhh... There come out... Resek there's Abi here." Pushing the husband's body slowly.

"Don't throw Abi out... If Abi comes home late, dozens of chat messages have been leaning on mobile phones. Now Abi's here on the run. There is no Noah, yes, Abi is no longer used."

"Hehehe, Abi... Umma. Geez, the older you get the more you argue."

"Blame this aki-aki." Said Rahma moving while lifting the container containing ketupat that has been filled with rice.

"Hey... Oi... Where are you taking it?" Abi Irsyad.

"You're in the bath in the pot." Reply Rahma.

"Liat's been boiling yet that's the water." Arresting Rahma by reaching for the container in Rahma's hand.

"It's hot... Ih, let's get the basin."

"No... No. no..." Abi Irsyad lifted the lid of his pancakes. "What'sthis? Not yet this hot deck. Wait for it to boil."

"What the hell is Bi... It's almost boiling. It's okay."

"No Umma, this has to be really boiling. Later if the rice stretched how? It's not good."

"Kc... Don't you? The task of the mas help enter the rice is not, Rahma's foreman cook ya."

During that time the two were still debating the problem of boiling ketupat, to make Noah shake his head.

But it can still be said an interesting sight as well, until a knock is heard. They both stopped the discussion.

"That's it... Guests... Sana Abi open the door there. We both don't wear hijab anymore. Hus..hus..." Smiling triumphantly.

"Wait for a boil... Just watch out." Abi Irsyad said as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Haaaaahhh finally chef killer out too."

"Hehehe... Umma same with Abi nih ya." Noah chuckles.

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Out... Ustadz Rahmat and his wife came. Greet both warmly.

Ustadz Irsyad invited Umm Hasna to enter the kitchen because Noah and Rahma were inside. Eagerly, he said his greetings once again as he went inside, in the encounter of two women who immediately greeted him warmly.

"Momu?" Noah moved, and came to Hasna. Hugged it tightly.

"How are you doing, neng?" Rubbed Noah's back, still in his embrace.

"Alhamdulillah Umma, it's been better."

"Alhamdulillah Tea." Rahma smiled.

"Rooking ketupat huh?" Ask Hasna.

"Yes Tea. But it's just gonna rip it off." Reply Rahma. "Please sit down Tea."

"Thank you." Say it while sitting.

In the kitchen, the three chatted coolly. There were no dislike or disappointment between Umma Hasna and Rahma, they even sounded occasionally laughing.

With the sparkling eyes of Noah, Noah was truly happy and grateful. He can sit three with the woman he loves, until he remembers something. Then step out of the kitchen to the stairs to get something in the room.

In her room, she opened the closet. And he got two paper bags containing the truth that he bought at that time.

"Now it's time to give this to the two women I love." Nuhah murmured, with spirit he came back down to the three.

Then hand the paper bag to the two of them.

"Umma Rahma, Umm Hasna. At that time Noah was walking along A' Faqih, and saw this in one of the shops. Because good? So Noah bought it for Umm Hasna and Umm Rahma." Naha was happy.

"Gee... MashaAllah." Umma Hasna brought out the face. "Good neng, Umma loves it. Thanks huh?"

"Together with Umma." Smilingly.

"Thank Dede. Umma likes it too." Umma Rahma said as well.

"Mr... The return of us hehehehe." Show that face to Rahma.

"Yes... So this spirit is his meaning." Chuckles. The two laughed face to face in their lap.

'alhamdulillah, O Allah... Umma-Umma pleased. I became happy.' Inner Noah began to tear up, as a result of being moved.

Until a greeting made the three look.

"Get's a'a." Noah was glad to see her husband coming home. Faqih smiled as he approached his three favorite women, peeked at the backs of Umm Hasna and Umm Rahma's hands and rubbed Noah's head after Noah kissed the back of his hand.

Both of them say goodbye for a while leaving both.

Back to the room....

Faqih drew Noah by the hand, taking him to sit on A'a's lap. "Neng is healthy?" Tanya A'a wrapped around Noah's waist.

"A'a already... Thank goodness."

"Alhamdulillah O Allah... Oh yes, later tonight A'a wants to attend the procession ijab Qabul ustadz Farhat yes...?"

"ustadz Farhat's married?" Ask Noah.

"Yes, but he got married in the hospital."

"Who? How's the hospital?"

"Because his future wife had just given birth."

"Me... giving birth? Meanin?"

"The story is long, so the girl named Qori is very poor. Ustadz Farhat therefore decided to marry her."

"Wait, Qori? Qori who is A'...? Full name?"

"A'a doesn't know his full name. Indeed why?"

"I have a friend named Qori... She's pregnant for renting out her uterus."

"Loh...? can fit once. May the Qori that Ustadz Farhat will marry be your friend?"

"He's got a fierce father A' who sorry for torturing physical Qori..."

"I.iya's right. That's what Farhat says."

"MashaAllah my friend Qori..." Nuha. "A'a... Noah is coming? Come honor the wedding of Qori and Ustadz Farhat tonight."

"But are you really okay? A'a worried about neng."

"Nuha is already a healthy A'... God willing, Noah is strong, Noah wants to be a witness as well. Can I have A'...?"

A' Faqih nodded... "May you Hilwah." Answer gently. While Noah just smiled happily while thanking.

He also couldn't wait to meet Qori after such a long time. He was really happy when he heard about Farhat's ustadz marrying Qori, and hoped that happiness would come for him after his long suffering.

Seriate...