Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
noise (extra part 5)

It's been three years.

On a busy campus with the hustle and bustle of students and students.

Irsyad just arrived. He greeted several staff who happened to cross paths with him saying Lebaran congratulations, after a long Eid al-Fitr holiday.

"Ustadz—" cried Mr. Huda from behind. Irsyad also turned to warm smile on his lips when he found one of his best friends on campus.

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatuloh's. Taqobalallahu minna waminkum *Shiyamana wa Shiyamakum." *(May Allah SWT accept my fasting practices and yours) Sapa Pak Huda while shaking Irsyad's hand and embracing him.

"Walaikumsalam.

minna waminkum taqabbal ya kariim," Irsyad patted Huda's shoulder.

"The one who just returned home mashaAllah was cheerful as it seemed." said Irsyad shortly after releasing his embrace.

"Yes is an ordinary ustadz, already have a stockpile of rice one sack, dry rangginang and other souvenirs from parents. So more my spirit hahaha."

"MashaAllah, it's true, if to the parents' house. Coming empty-handed home must have brought a piece of shoulder." Irsyad and Mr. Huda chuckled.

"That's the old man. Even though his son has enough but still in love. Fear of hunger, he said."

"Yes, the love of parents for children defeats the vastness of the ocean and the depth of the ocean, in contrast to the child of parents who will not be greater than a grain of rice. That's why if a parent dies the child will easily forget, but it is different from the parent if the child dies, then the whole life will continue to feel loss."

"Yes ustadz. I miss my parents again."

"What else am I." Answer Irsyad.

Mr. Huda looked over "Oh yes... I hear antum's not coming home this year?"

"Yes Mr. Huda. Rumi was sick one week before Lebaran. So yes it was canceled, even though my mother and father had missed their twin grandchildren." replied Irsyad.

"Oh my God, but it's healed, isn't it?"

"Thank God, Mr. Huda."

"Thankful is. Well ustadz, later before going home to see me first."

"What's wrong?"

"There's a peuyeum I want to give to ustadz and family."

"MashaAllah loved by-by this my story?" Irsyad.

"Yes is ustadz. I brought not many just two baskets only one for ustadz Irsyad, one for ustadz Rahmat. Still in my car."

"MashaAllah is very kind to the father of these five children."

"Don't call the father of five children dong ustadz, look old me this. Haha."

"It's old, it's the one in the stomach just doesn't come out." Irsyad patted the belly of the padlock of Huda sir.

"Oh uh, uh, you're mocking this, huh...?" said Mr. Huda both also chuckled while continuing their footsteps towards the teaching staff room.

***

At home ...

A girl, Noah, was running while holding a cow's eye egg in her hand.

The egg belonged to Rumi who wanted to eat it but took his sister. It is certain that he is avoiding the pursuit of Rumi who wants to reclaim his egg.

Nuha was very fond of judging her twin sister, especially the crybaby sister, it would make Noah much happier again.

"Umma, look at Nuha—, got a sister on the take. Noah has his own." Seru Rumi pointed at his sister who was shaking her hip while biting her brother's cow-eye egg.

A housewife who had just finished washing dishes could only sigh. Her hair that was like a lion just woke up could only stare tiredly at the two. "Allah Gusti, Deck of Noah. You are yes. A day doesn't make Umma dizzy?" Rahma approached the sobbing Rumi. Then crouch.

Take him to the dining table near Rumi's plate. Rahma picked up the egg on Noah's plate and moved it to Rumi's plate.

"It's just eating the eggs from Noah's deck."

"No way, have a little Noah deck."

"Just like brother. It's one egg. The one on the deck of Noah was just slightly dilated, so it looked bigger."

"Huuaaaa wants that on the deck of Nuhaaaaaa. I just want that one..."

Rahma turned to Noah, who was still eating her brother's eggs, and only a quarter of them remained. "Have a sister, spend it." Her ledek.

Rahma also shook her head. In his heart, when he saw Noah, there was only a slight stir. How angry? seeing the mischievous behavior of a child as stupid as that.

Before long they heard the sound of his car coming home.

"Abi Nuha's home horeee." On his tiptoes, Noah laid the rest of his eggs on a plate and ran out.

"Daddy brother! brother's abu!" yelled Rumi who was crying louder while swinging her legs asking to be lowered.

"O Allah these two children." Rahma lowered Rumi who immediately ran over.

"Don't you run off, sister?" Not yet finished his words had already happened. Rumi fell in a prone position.

And the louder the scream.

"Naaaahhh right, just umma want to say look out for jatoh! it's all jatoh, right?"

"Huaaaaaa abinya Brother, Abiiiiiii....!" He cried when he saw his ashes coming in while saying hello and carrying Nuha who was sticking her tongue towards Rumi.

"MashaAllah, why is this crying brother?" asked Irsyad, who was standing near Rahma who was holding Rumi.

"What else? If it wasn't for his sister. You know, they always snatch his ashes. He was going to chase after Nuha who had come out first eh jatoh." replied Rahma.

"Oh God my son." Irsyad chuckled and then kissed Rumi who had raised both hands asking in a carry as well.

"seen right? They love him just as much as his brother. If there were ashes. Umma is no longer used. Just carry it all." Rahma grumbling.

"Yes Allah... Right here... Here Abi's kids are on big huh." Irsyad held them both. And sure enough Rumi was silent.

Rahma sighed. For a moment his eyes fell on something. "Take the dirty sleeve of the abi shirt, smeared with soy sauce from Noah's hand." Rahma.

Irsyad. "Gee... Whoa... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no? You finished not eating?" Nuha nodded.

"Abi..abi, that's my brother's egg on Noah's deck." The brother complained.

"Get on.... Deck Nuha don't be naughty dong. Come here you eat again. Abi's a bribe." Bring Irsyad. They are also eager to say.

"Mas not tired? Let Rahma be." said Rahma.

Irsyad smiles. "I'm gone when I see them both."

"Are they the only ones missing?" ask Rahma.

Irsyad chuckled at Rahma's advanced lips. "This is not whisper." Irsyad. Rahma is approaching.

"His mother was also missed. But if by day they're the ones who prioritize, and if night's the general turn." Bisik Irsyad's. Rahma smiled too.

"Mas could have." Blushed.

"Pengen kiss, but the hands are full, later it will be plural." The link is still whispering.

Rahma also rounded her eyeballs. With Irsyad back chuckling.