The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
between two flowers.

It is customary for the Ulum family, if on the first day of Eid al-Fitr after the Ied prayer. And when Ustadz Irsyad does not return to Magelang or maybe replace it with tomorrow then the Ulum family will come to visit the Irsyad ustadz family.

A warm smile fell on Irsyad's lips, as Ulum and Aida said their greetings at the door.

"Taqabbalallahu Minna Waminkum" Ulum shook the hand of Ustadz Irsyad,

Fathul Qulum tightly.

"minna waminkum taqobbal ya karim." Ustadz Irsyad answered, rubbing Ulum's back happy. "MashaAllah, head of our madrassa." The two chuckled.more Ulum who became embarrassed, because only three months ago he served as the principal at the madrasah where he taught.

The fruit of the sincerity and persistence of Ulum. As well as the nature that always prioritizes the needs of children and his wife, in addition to the attitude of Ulum who has never had a holiday to secretly make Ulum's sustenance closer to the old age more flowing rapidly.

"Alhamdulillah ustadz, the ustadz prayer."

"Cock prayer, me? Clearly the prayer of your wife and children."

"Hehe. yes ustadz." Reply Ulum.

"Let's go in... Okay, Aida." He said, Irsyad saw Safa had grown older. Make him head shake. "MashaAllah sir's nephew, the more beautiful you are.... Has anyone proposed yet?" Irsyad asked teasingly, as Safa was pecking on the back of Ustadz Irsyad's hand. Safa smiled in embarrassment.

"Nobody got to me ustadz." Ulum answered.

"Take it hehehe... What if this cute guy?" Turning to Qonni who was smiling widely.

"Just find a mate for Qonni pakde." he said origin. Safa was already shaking her head when she heard Qonni's reply.

"Wad... Haha." Ustadz Irsyad chuckled "It's not time you had a candidate... Studying first is diligent. In exchange for this one first, will you?" He took out a light envelope from his cocoon pocket, then pointed it towards Qonni who was getting sparkling and grabbed the envelope.

"Qonni's transfer gladly accepted. Thank you Mr. Irsyad." Everyone there chuckled. Including Rahma who was holding and hugging Aida.

Ustadz Irsyad rubbed Qonni's head in a fit of anxiety, the girl did look almost like Noah as a teenager. Just a little more courage to talk and be confident.

Until they started chatting, Rumi came out with Koko on her knees white, and black material pants. The man as if giving a magic that made Safa unconsciously look at him very deeply, when Rumi greeted Ulum's uncle and hugged him after congratulating Eid, then turned to Aida and Qonni. He extended his hand to Safa.

The girl was glued, while Qonni just smiled jail time he elbowed Safa's waist to make the girl gasp.

"Astagfirullah al'azim's. Sorry." He put his hands in front of his chest.

"Page is fine, I'm not keeping ablution." Rumi smiled.

'my God, why does his smile make me want to cry. Why can't the heart control this much?' inward Safa who began to raise her hand, then shook Rumi's hand for the first time.

Just reached Rumi's fingertips, he was unable to because of the beating of his heart.

"Sorry Rumi, aren't you used to being?" Safa bowed her hands in front of her chest, "Taqqoballahu wa Minna wa minkum, sorry to be born and to be inward." Safa Saying. Rumi understood he was smiling.

"Everything... Sorry to be born and be inner too." He sat on another chair but was quite close to Safa, making the girl even more unable to behave calmly.

Qonni leaned his body to the side.

"Cieee is again deg.deg serr." The sister's whisper made Safa glance back and then grabbed Qonni's hand and squeezed it slowly.

"Don't macem you." Safa's whisper later, making Qonni chuckle. He also glanced back at Rumi slowly, at the sight of the man reading his chat message. Smiling thinly and then typing something, then put the phone again into his cocoon pocket and returned to focus on listening to the conversation between his parents with his uncle and aunt.

While Safa only frowned, she was a little curious.

Who was chatting with Rumi?

Because again Rumi took out her phone, closed her mouth and held her coolness and put the phone back in her pocket, without replying again.

In a conversation that is getting warmer and longer, even some guests have begun to arrive at the house of Ustadz Irsyad making Ulum greetings.

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In kitchen...

Exactly a few moments after Ulum said goodbye, also some guests who also came home too. Rumi walked to the kitchen to collect mineral water in the refrigerator.

Ustadz Irsyad walked in as his son was chugging at him. "Rumi, Abi wants to talk for a second." Sit in front of Rumi.

"Speak what bi?" Rumi asked as she lowered her glass.

"What do you think, Safa?"

"Hows it? Mean Abi?"

"According to Abi's observation. That girl seems to admire you."

The deg...!

"What is this guy talking about? There's no way Safa would admire Rumi."

"If so, how?" Ask Abi Irsyad.

"Rumi doesn't know." Answer Rumi.

"Kok don't know?"

"You how? Rumi knew Safa was a brother, so yes rich can't be more than that."

"Is that so? But if you turn out to be a match, how?" Ask Abi Irsyad again.

Rumi chuckled, "Abi didn't mean to match Rumi up with Safa did she?" Rumi asked who had caught it from her father.

"Not really. But seeing the girl's gaze was like no other to you. Abi was afraid that it would be a problem for her." Answer Abi Irsyad. "However, if one day Abi makes a bet with Safa, will he?"

Abi Irsyad's question left Rumi dumbfounded. "A..me?" Rumi suddenly stuttered, her hand that was holding a glass was trembling. To make Abi Irsyad touch Rumi's hand.

"Not now Rumi, you still have to go to school and work well. You can marry a girl."

"Abi–" exclaimed Umma Rahma, Abi Irsyad turned his head for a moment, then looked back at Rumi.

"Safa is the woman of Soleha, and there is no blood relation with us either. So you can marry her, if you're willing." Abi Irsyad continued, making Rumi become worried.

"Come on, there's a guest." Rahma's voice was approaching towards the kitchen.

"Yes Umma, just a minute." Abi Irsyad moved, he patted Rumi on the shoulder, then walked away. Leaving Rumi who was still silent staring at the lips of the glass he was holding.

'marry Safa?' rumi, start thinking hard. He again downed the drinking water in his glass, then let out a long sigh while leaning on the dining chair with his head facing towards the ceiling.

Abi Irsyad's words seemed to be a debate in his head, I don't know what Rumi was thinking that he clearly felt a little if what Abi Irsyad said might be his current list of considerations.

And Deborah??

'imaaaaaam candidate.' the exclamation suddenly sounded in Rumi's ear.

'Safa is one of my beliefs, and Deborah is not. He's a priest's son, which I can't necessarily bring to my religion.' Mumbled in the heart.

"Astagfirullah al'azim." Rumi sat down normally again. Ahhh why suddenly Rumi remembered the catholic girl and compared her to safa. He also shook his head slowly.

moving on later after feeling this ridiculous thought that he did not need to think, Rumi should forget what he and his father were talking about. Then focus on his studies.

Seriate....

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Note:

Hii.... This is the last story about Rumi, Deborah and Safa in the novel Ikrar love of the Hafizh Qur'an. The rest of me will focus on Noah and A' Faqih until the end, with ustadz Farhat and Qori included...

And inshaAllah Rumi will have his own novel, so for those who like the story of Rumi in waiting.🤗🤗🤗 (But not a promise either, depending on the fan there is nothing hehehe)