The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
my queen (Qori and Farhat)

Day after day until the month starts to change.

Qori's life can be said to be better, like that is the love of Farhat. Who looks more fond of him and Agam, this afternoon the two have just returned home after monthly shopping.

Although only using a motorcycle but Qori still happy. Unlike Farhat who still feels worried about Agam because it must be brought by the winds.

After parking his motorbike, Farhat brought two large scraping bags to their door and opened it.

"Come in, it's dusk. Not good for Agam." Tell Farhat, allow the two to enter first. Only after that was he.

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In the next few hours, when the sky was dark. Farhat also moved from his prostration, approaching Qori who was preparing dinner.

"Games are asleep?" He asked around one hand on Qori's waist, as the girl was putting the vegetables she had just warmed on the table.

"Yes, um."

"I'm sorry I used the bike... I should have been the one to walk."

"It's okay... I was happy while walking. That emmm, Farhat's car is still broken, huh?" Ask Qori. While Farhat was silent, until now his wife did not know that he sold the car to be able to add to the huge costs when he wanted to marry her. "Mass?" Tanya Qori broke Farhat's daydream.

Farhat smiled, pulled out a chair and asked him to sit down. "Mas Farhat can be honest no?"

"What mas?"

"My car was, in fact, already sold to Faqih."

"Faqihs? Noah's husband, isn't he?"

"Yes baby..."

"But why?" Qori poured the mineral water into the glass, then pushed slowly towards Farhat. "Why sell it mas."

"The reason why mas selling, because mas need a big cost at that time." Farhat replied, grabbing a glass of water and then downing it. While the one next door felt guilty, he lowered his head.

"Qori really bothers you huh mas?"

"Emmm..." Farhat finished his drink and put down the glass again... "No... Not that dik... You're not bothering me."

"Definitely sell the car because it pays my debt, and dowry from my father, right?" Qori asked, while Farhat remained silent. He made him interpret Farhat's silence as a justification of his question.

"Is there anything other than the car you're selling?" Ask Qori.

"Savings... But it doesn't matter anymore. We don't have to talk about that, do we?"

"What savings?"

"It's not important savings. Just ordinary savings."

"liying right? Honestly, I'm." Qori touched Farhat's hand shaking it slowly. Farhat smiled too.

"No need to answer yes, really, I'm sincere." Farhat rubbed Qori's head.

"Come on honest... Honestly it's okay, Qori should know, how much sacrifice my husband made to free me and my son." Urged on Qori to make Farhat finally reveal.

"Hajj own savings."

"Astagfirullah al'azim..." Qori was getting bad. "Then is there more?"

'i cannot possibly speak that my mother and father sold one of his cattle to pay dowry.' Farhat murmured inwardly. "No more, baby, that's all." Answer Farhat.

"What is that, mas?"

"Yes... It's really just that." Answer Farhat.

"Should I work to replace all your savings?"

"what are you talking about? No need to, no need, dear."

"but Qori had to replace it... Qori will help Farhat so that the hajj savings will return. I can make crafts, like brooches from beads. That's what I used to do in High School and I sold it to friends to add pocket money, or maybe make anything. Catering maybe? I believe qori can cook, right? Because Qori never Nyambi work in warteg pas before pregnant mas." Chuckles though Qori's eyes get wet from remembering the saddest moments of his life.

'o Allah, so he used to work hard that long?' Farhat shook his head, until he grabbed the tiny body while embracing it tightly.

"Qori seriously mas Farhat... Qori wants to help you replace your savings."

"Sstttt Qori... Qoris... Listen to me yes. You want to replace all that? May... But in another way."

"What's? Tell me it's." Qori raised his head.

"Just take care of Agam and educate him well.make him a son of Soleh ya... And if the seedlings that are put here grow, please take good care of them as well." Farhat touched Qori's stomach, even though he knew. It may be a few years until Qori releases her safeguards from the womb.

"Mas Farhat's... I can't say anything other than... Da... I'll do it mas."

"Hehehe yes, we're having a conversation. Bentar... Qori take the plate first."

"Yes." Yeah." Farhat replied smiling. He also observed Qori who was excited about grabbing two ceramic plates in her cupboard. Then he approached Farhat again.

"How big is it?"

"You just sit down, let the mas get you."

"Well, what about Farhat?"

"Yes... You're my queen." Said Farhat while taking the plate in Qori's hand. The girl smiled and sat in her chair at Farhat's command. "Where do you want this side dish?"

"Egg is mas." Pointing towards a round egg processed with balado seasoning.

"This baby wants to?" Offer vegetable pumpkin Siam.

"You."

"alright... Here." Farhat pulled his chair closer and closer to Qori. "Pray first."

"It's already me."

"Where can't you hear."

"Yes in my heart."

"But I didn't hear it."

"Haha... Time has to be lafadzkan anyway?" Qori chuckled.

"Should! let's read the prayer."

"Toooo..." Qori Whine.

"That's it, the prayer period of shame. Saucery."

"Yes... It was already." Chuckles.

"The... Read it."

"MashaAllah's... Da... Aye." Yeah." Qori looked at Farhat's face shyly at the sight of Farhat's already widening his smile more precisely holding back laughter anyway. "Don't be in the straw."

"Who? No ihh... Read it." Farhat covered his mouth with the back of his hand.

"That's laughing you're laughing."

"No... Really, it'll be cold for the food."

"Yes... Deh..." Qori pinned her hair to her right and left ears, while holding her laughter in shame. "Biss?"

"Alhamdulillah." cut Farhat.

"Yet...!" Qori pushed onto Farhat's shoulders, making the two laugh out loud.

"Haha... No already... Yes, I read it."

"Don't yell at it anyway, want to eat a complicated feeling?"

"Yes, read it quickly. Hands are clawing at plates and spoons."

"Make a promise not to bother anymore."

"inshaAllah does not promise, sis." Chuckles.

"Can?"

"Fastly read his prayer... I listen to." Farhat's Word.

The girl gave her smile, sighed and began to read the meal prayer, like a child being taught the meal prayer. Farhat repeatedly confirmed. But the girl still followed no matter despite being in Farhat's work. Until a faint kiss on Qori's lips made the two chuckle bashfully.

Then a spoonful of rice was pointed at Qori's mouth.

"On the bribe?"

"Aren't you?" Ask Farhat.

"Now... It's very desirable." Qori held Farhat's hand and pulled the hand so that the spoon in his hand could enter Qori's mouth. Farhat smiled, only then did he eat the second feed from the same spoon.

'i am grateful, there are you who can make me able to forget my haram thoughts all this time against the Ustadzah of Noah.... Want to be like whatever you are? It is still you who will continue to occupy the throne in my heart, Qori.' muttered Farhat inwardly, feeling pleased with his new life.