The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
clothes Shopping

Twilight... Never tired of carving beauty that always makes the audience amazed.

Like a meaningful natural painting.

Accompanying the speed of the A' Faqih motorbike that was walking down the capital city road, with a refreshing afternoon breeze.

Behind Noah frowned, he thought the road was not the way home. Where's she taking him?

Until the hand of Noah further tightened his grip, leaning his body to the left, to be closer to the ears of A' Faqih.

"A'a, where are we going?" Noah asked a little exclaiming, as his voice was outdone by the roar of the motor as well as the crashing wind.

"Ngabuburit neng." Faqih answered a little.

"But the opening time is forty-five minutes away."

"It's okay, we can eat outside right? A'a want to take A'a's wife to eat alone outside." Faqih kissed Noah's hand gently. The girl smiled. Yes already follow, Noah was happy if A'a would take him for a walk.

Until at a mall, Faqih began to park his motorbike. Not to forget he also removed the helmet on the head of the wife. Faqih stared for a moment as Nuha was fixing her veil that was bent on the forehead.

"It's beautiful, Neng... Don't worry." His speech.

"It's not A' it's just a tangle." Murmured Noah blew up so that the tip that was in the forehead rose again. Faqih chuckled at the bulging cheeks of Noah, and he pulled the cheeks in a fit of anxiety.

"A'a.." whining Noah.

"What?"

"Don't pinch, ihhh."

"Why? You want to kiss her, right?" Ledek A' Faqih's. Nuha snorted, then pulled her Husband's cheek as well.

"Hey...?" Faqih looked at Noah grimacing.

"It hurts, right?"

"Ck, dare ya." Faqih's other hand drew another cheek from Noah.

"Let's...." Nuha reflex Releasing her pinch. "Remove A'... I've already let go of my pinch." Noah banged Faqih's arms together, while the husband just chuckled and let go. Because my wife started to protest.

"You're not coming in anyway? Sick knows A'...!" The girl rubbed both of her cheeks, with a stern look.

"So baby, come in." The hand of Noah fell, holding it and putting it in his jacket pocket, after which they walked together.

'i... This it? Duh even became a spectacle A'a.' Inner Noah felt uncomfortable with people's views. Actually they're jealous of you, Noah. So ignore it, it's a romantic thing that your husband wants to show you.

Until the two entered and now stand in front of the clothing store syar'i.

"A'a wait, what are you doing?"

"Let's inside. I'm gonna buy you a shirt."

"But Lebaran is still a long time, right?" Nuha.

"Hey, it's only when Lebaran can just buy lebaran clothes."

"Yes, anyway." Noah obeyed. Both of them were already inside with the staff directly approaching.

"Welcome, brother," he said, inviting them both to enter.

Noah glanced all over the shop. A place that dominates pastel colors with typical middle eastern music sound. This is an Arab clothing store, seen from a store owner who was sitting next to the cashier table while playing mobile.

"Let's just choose." Decide A'a. Noah nodded slowly as he walked down the clothes hanging. It seems like everything in there is expensive, why would it have to come in here anyway? Inner Noah. But he saw one of those really beautiful, frilly mukenas.

'wah... Yes, I want to buy this for Umma Hasna, one for Umma Rahma. Just buy it in a different color.' The inner girl smiled brightly. He approached excitedly touching the mukena. 'the material is very smooth.' glanced at a bandrol, instantly his eyes were rounded.

'crazy expensive.' put the bandrol again, but he likes the motif and model. Very elegant.

"Neng wants this?" Ask Faqih.

"You, but the intention wasn't for Noah. But make two of our Umma." The answer. Faqih understood what he meant, he smiled as well.

"Take it later A'a pay."

"A'a, I love Umma Hasna and Umma Rahma." Her speech.

"Pay how, A'a's money will be given to Noah all."

"That's in the tube, baby. Just use the money in A'a."

"No need for A'... If A'a paid him the same A'a bought him for Umma."

"Yes, here it is. You pay half of it."

"No way."

"Miss. The money you don't use. It is specific to your needs. Later if you need anything else you ask A'a only."

"I'm not a child who is held in money but still likes to ask in the janin. If like this mending A'a money in A'a's hold only."

"Yes.iya deh... You're the one who paid." Faqih. The girl smiled too.

'it's okay to be expensive, right for two special women.' Inner Noah. Two different colored faces.

"Come A' to the cashier." Take Nuha.

"You, don't want to look for yourself first?" Tanya Faqih rubbed Noah's head. The girl nodded slowly.

"Why?"

"Because Noah was not buying A's clothes'..."

"What does he want then?"

"Wouldn't do anything." Smilingly.

"Neng, pick some yes. A'a don't want your love a gift, because you've done it right, baby."

"Loh, has A'a corrected?"

"When you sleep."

"Cock didn't say?"

"The intention is A'a want to know you first, uh even yesterday there was a problem because of ustadz Farhat." Suddenly upset again. Noah chuckles.

"Why the hell, should I be jealous of Ustadz Farhat? But Noah and Ustadz Farhat did not say anything." Ask Noah. Faqih did not want to answer him, it was impossible right? he told me that Farhat admired him.

Like understanding when Faqih is just silent. The girl looked at her watch.

"A'a ten more minutes of open time. We go to the cashier now yuk." Take Nuha.

"Just go ahead, A'a will." Tell the husband. While Nuha just nodded and walked over to the cashier's table.

Faqih looked to the right and to the left he saw some really nice clothes, then smiled. In the room some complete gamis and hijab with a choice of colors that often used Noah.

Then take her to the cashier.

"This is all mbak." Saying the words of Faqih near Noah. The girl looked.

"A'a... Bought a lot of clothes?" Noah whispered a little.

"Make you dear."

"But this is a lot to five pieces?" Noah still held it but Faqih did not comment on Noah's protest speech, and focused more on looking straight ahead.

"This is to be made one brother?" Ask the cashier.

"Just be separated." Answer Faqih.

"Good brother." The cashier started counting. "To come up with a total of one million eight hundred. And for his clothes three million nine hundred and eighty-three thousand."

The deg...! Noah's eyes were round. A' Faqih immediately pulled out his ATM card.

"Pay for his shirt." Faqih. The cashier accepted it.

"Will...?" Whisper Nuha, he did not want A'a to spend that much money just for clothes. While the husband just put his index finger to his own lips. After the dress transaction was completed, he handed over his ATM card to pay for the money he bought.