Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
flashback Rahma and Fikri (part four)

Since that night Rahma had completely avoided Fikri. Each time Fikri approached her on the third floor because Fikri was practicing in the ER room, while Rahma was in the first-class ward on the third floor. Their shifts are often not together. That's what makes Fikri a little difficult to meet Rahma.

That morning after one week later Fikri just arrived he went straight to the chrysanthemum room on the third floor. To approach Rahma. He met with Kinar who was going home.

"Hinar, where's Rahma?"

"Have gone to the doctor" replied Kinar.

"This shack? Isn't it scheduled until eight o'clock?" ask Fikri.

Kinar shrugged his shoulders. "The truth is that the doctor has already returned."

"Ck! It's hard to meet him, phone numbers are hard to call." for him. "Yes already Kinar, I returned to the ER room ya." he said.

"Yes the doctor," Kinar smiled kindly. Only in front of doctor Fikri anyway, behind mah he again grumbled. He also knocked on the table.

"Come out Rahma, she's gone." His speech. With a doldrums Rahma came out.

"Ckckk. I swear, when will you avoid like this and hold Rahma?" ask Kinar.

"So, the point is, I'm still not ready to meet him. I don't want to listen to any explanation from him." said Rahma as she packed.

"Yes, just decide she's Rahma. iiih you're really yes."

"Maybe I will do it Kinar." he murmured softly as he sat on his stool. Rahma put her hand on her face. He came back crying.

Slowly Kinar's hand rubbed that shoulder. "Rahma, strengthen your heart. Don't be like this Rahma. Trust me you'll meet your best mate after this if you can let him go."

"I'm stupid Kinar, I know it hurts, it hurts a lot, but I still love it." Rahma's voice raucous.

"I understand Rahma moreover you have been in a relationship with her for more than three years."

"I have to how Kinar." Rahma was still crying. Whereas Kinar merely rubbed his trembling back.

"I'm sorry Fikri Rahma" said someone suddenly, both surprised, he could not believe it was still there Fikri, who was still there, especially Kinar who had lied to doctor Fikri said that Rahma had come home.

Rahma wiped her tears quickly. "Rahma, twenty more minutes of my working hours. Please listen to me and we'll talk carefully." said Fikri. Kinar decided to leave the room. Make room for both to talk.

"Rahma, Fikri loves Rahma very much. Truly Rahma." he said while holding Rahma's hand. Staring at him sincerely while Rahma was just silent.

"Rahma please give Fikri a chance. Please begging." The connection.

"Mas, Rahma is already sick enough to get back hurt. Please let Rahma go. Better each of us." said Rahma lirih, Fikri shook his head quickly.

"Rahma, please lend me your phone."

Rahma raised her head. "For what?" ask Rahma.

"Please lend me Rahma."

Slowly Rahma handed the phone to Fikri. Fikri grabbed it. He's looking for Rahma's father's contact. And contacted.

"Who's your father's name, baby?" ask Fikri.

"Pak Akmal." Just when Rahma mentioned that name, the call from sebrang was already received.

"Hallo Assalamu'alaikum pak Akmal. I'm sorry to bother you, I'm Fikri. Want to tell something sir, if in these weeks me and Rahma will come to Jakarta, I want to propose to the father's daughter." Deggs. Rahma rounded her eyeballs.

Mas Fikri will actually propose Rahma to her parents directly?

"Mas Fikri what the hell is he doing? If you're joking, don't miss it." Rahma tries to reach for the phone in Fikri's hand which keeps avoiding her. He still smiles while talking to Rahma's father.

Fikri looks happy when Pak Akmal accepts his arrival with pleasure. After a while of chatting he again handed his phone back to look at Rahma..

Rahma was speechless, she saw the call out completely on her father.

"They're cheating." Rahma grumbled.

"What is cheating is cheating Rahma."

"Rahma wants our relationship to end. Rahma already?"

Fikri put his index finger on Rahma's lips, very cliche anyway but it is also impossible Fikri silenced it using her own lips even though she really wanted to do it, but because the room had surveillance cameras and another nurse was there, it was impossible to do that. Yes Fikri is a doctor who still has ethics.

"Rahma, I'd like to ask. You love me no?" ask Fikri. Rahma was silent too.

"You sure you want to break up with me?" ask Fikri. And Rahma was still silent. He did not know what to answer because he did not want to part with her.

"I'm sorry Rahma, I'm going to change my attitude like this, I'm going to turn him into a man who values you more" he said.

Rahma raised her head. "Every time you make a mistake, always talk like that. What for this time Rahma can believe that, while Rahma still feels pain when remembering what you did, especially imagining it? Mas must have done it not only with doctor Imel, right?"

Fikri. "Mas Fikri dared to swear dearly. I did it only with Doctor Imel that I immediately thought of you."

"Mas sure you didn't have sex with him?"

"No Rahma really. They are also afraid of sins. Why not just Rahma? Fikri still held him. Touching Rahma's chest alone Fikri did not dare."

Yes that's what Fikri mas, a little alim, no... Not alim only still have fear of sin, but well, still like perverted also hahaha hard to explain people like Fikri it. But out there a lot of men are not like that. Still diligent in worship but still working on His prohibition.

"Then what did I do with Doctor Imel?"

"Why ask that dear, later mas Fikri hurt Rahma again."

"Tell me."

Fikri. "Sniffing his forehead, hugging, kissing, peeping at his neck. And?" Fikri looked at Rahma's expression that had fallen back down while squeezing both her hands.

"And what? Continue."

"Rahma, the time of Fikri must mention it."

"Say the mas."

Fikri sighed. "Give a red stamp on the top of his chest." Fikri stopped there. While Rahma sighed to dispel the tightness in her chest

"I know I'm definitely doing more than that, right?"

"No dear really. I haven't opened that part yet, I already remember you. That's why Mas Fikri went straight home, baby."

Rahma's tears came back. Fikri really wanted to hug Rahma but he was afraid of being reprimanded by his superiors for being caught on the surveillance camera.

"Rahma please don't cry baby. Kan mas already said it's best if Mas Fikri doesn't say that."

"Rahma wants to go home first, mas Fikri also has to go to the ER, right?"

"But Rahma don't be angry again dong, sorry Fikri mas ya."

"We'll talk about it later. Tonight Rahma is off because tomorrow morning sift entered." he said who immediately moved without staring at Fikri.

"Yes already, later go home to practice mas Fikri directly to your boarding house, baby."

"Yes." Yeah." Answer's short. Rahma was really upset she even just left. A few other nurses passed by there. Talking like that was a little uncomfortable too.