Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
control of the twins.

It has been more than a week since Rahma and the twins returned.

Today they had to go back to the hospital to undergo control of the twins to check the condition of the baby after being at his home.

At ten o'clock in the morning the four of them had already arrived at the hospital.

yapp, Rahma, Irsyad and the twins. Arrived in front of the child's poly room. Waiting for a doctor who is not present.

Actually Ratih's mother was willing to accompany them but because Akmal was not feeling well, making Rahma ask her mother to stay at home, after all, the distance from Tanjung Priok to Harapan Indah bekasi is quite far. In addition, when registering yesterday, the hospital asked them to be on site before ten in the morning, which made them rush to the hospital first.

Irsyad was sitting alone facing her little daughter, his hand continued to gently rub the cheek of Noah who was still calm sleeping on the stroller while Rumi was being given Asi by Rahma inside the lactation room near where Irsyad was sitting. Before long the lactation room was open, Rahma again put her baby on the other stroller.

"Have you?" ask Irsyad.

"Yes mas. Rumi lama if suckling, not like Noah." replied Rahma. Irsyad smiles.

"Rumi is a baby boy, drink more. Let's get big fast on deck?" Said Irsyad while rubbing Rumi's head.

"True deck, don't be thin like abi's body huh." Rahma chuckles.

"Well, is abi skinny?"

"Yes, I'm skinny, even thinner now."

"What time?"

"Yes, maybe because of David's recent fasting, why not Thursday the mas? Look at that body of mas who seems to be getting thinner."

Irsyad rubbed Rahma's head. "In the near future Ramadhan Rahma, this is only to train the body, to welcome the month of Ramadan."

"Yes, but why not Thursday?" ask Rahma.

"Mas is also sometimes Thursday, just for now I want to fast David, dear."

"Yes, I understand better. Continues to? why do not you wake up Rahma if mas will sahur, Rahma can accompany."

"Don't you don't want to, it's just I feel sorry for you deck Rahma."

"Because Deck Rahma must occasionally wake up for the sake of breastfeeding the twins right? And again, shouldn't Rahma be happy huh? Because since the puerper so don't wake you up in the morning?"

Rahma chuckles. "Kok mas know, fill the heart of Rahma, which is flowering every morning. Because I didn't hear the alarm from the lips."

"Yes, every day if you wake up is difficult. With thousands of reasons, who pretend to be dizzy, ask for five more minutes, which he said had not heard the voice of the Adhan, and so on to refuse to wake up in the morning. Therefore now mas love the opportunity for Rahma because it is in the puerperium, but later? Deck Rahma will wake up in a third of the night again." Irsyad.

Rahma also drew her smile. Because Irsyad is like an antagonistic actor while devising a wicked plan. But again the oddity became a laugh with his voice slightly restrained. "Astaghfirullah.why so stare at the mas like that deck?" Irsyad was still laughing.

"Residently, it seems to wait for the moment when Rahma finished puerperium, so that she could torture Rahma again huh?"

"Lohs... Do you worship torture anyway?"

"Not so, tahajud prayer is not obligatory, but it is as obligatory."

"Yes, but not every deck day."

"What's not every day anyway mas? Yes, tahajud prayer holidays that love Rahma, Only when Rahma menstruates Same when Rahma is pregnant. Huuuuh this mas." Rahma grumbling. Irsyad laughed.

"Not to mention the delivery of short letters that Rahma must deposit every day, the longer the day is not short anymore. Rahma is living with this loh husband, not the cottage teacher." he said.

Irsyad increasingly could not stand the words of Rahma who while advancing his lips. If not in a crowded place maybe he has pulled both cheeks with a squash that is now increasingly visible cabi.

"Yes Allah Rahma..Rahma..stomach this sick."

"Not really not, the time is still long, just relax first deck. Before back to school."

"Whatis that? What is Rahma student?"

"Yes, the teacher is Irsyad. Don't you?"

Irsyad touched Rahma's nose as she stared back at her husband.

"Don't shut up, just answer me yes."

"Haaah Yes yes, Mr. Teacher." replied Rahma still staring back while Irsyad laughed more and more happily.

"It's good to see that's his laugh ck ck."

"O Allah, astaghfirullahalazim my stomach is sick."

Irsyad continued to stand aside his laughter. He grabbed a bottle of mineral water and opened it. "It's a drink first deck," pinta Irsyad. While thrusting the bottle of mineral water on Rahma. Rahma grabbed him and said bismillah and brought the bottle closer to his mouth.

Just as Rahma was drinking water, a pediatrician arrived and stood before her.

"Roman?" call him. Irsyad looked up at the face of a male doctor who looked sparkling looking at Rahma.

Gleeek Rahma swallowed the drinking water already in her mouth, "Mas... Miftah?" murmured Rahma, she did not expect to see him again.

But not wrong anyway. He met Miftah at the same hospital. Aida gave birth, and became the hospital where she gave birth as well. But he did not expect, Miftah has become a specialist doctor. And incidentally again, being a pediatrician here. Yes coincidentally on purpose by the author hehehe

"Meet again?" Ask.

"Ahhh yes." Rahma closed the bottle of mineral water.

Irsyad moved with a smile. "You're a pediatrician?" ask Irsyad kindly.

"Yes right. If not wrong, the twins are also I who take care of him at birth. I didn't expect them to be your children" he replied as he shook Irsyad's hand.

And his gaze again led to Rahma who was bowed.

"Emmm sorry then I go in first. I'll see you later inside." said Dr. Miftah. Which then breezed in.

Irsyad sat back down and approached Rahma's ears. "Wah wah his son's doctor mas Miftah loh dek."

"Me...What's the matter?"

"It's okay, just a stifling coincidence. After knowing the truth who he really is. See you again." Irsyad teases Rahma. Rahma's face was red.

"More gallant huh?" ask Irsyad.

"Eh?" Rahma looked quickly.

"More gallant Irsyad means more than he does" said Irsyad. Rahma laughed too.

"It's just that, rather than Mr. Ustadz cramming."

"Who's craving?"

"yourself That? Already Mr. Ustadz, if jealousy is just jealous, do not be so pretentious."

"Hehehe. Ask to kiss this umanya the twins." Bisik Irsyad's. Rahma was also more satisfied.