The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
a rebuke to Zahra.

Zahra's steps continued to sway following A' Faqih who was walking in front. Until he stopped right, in front of the hood of Zahra's car and turned his body. With both hands he put in his jacket pocket, Faqih was silent for a moment.

"Do you want to be my second wife?" Faqih asked suddenly after being silent for quite a while. Zahra raised her head, she felt surprised that Faqih suddenly spoke like that.

"I..that?" Zahra stuttering.

"If you want to? Let's get married." Both of Faqih's hands that were inside his jacket pocket were clenched, furious.

"A...? A'a aware of what A'a said?"

"Very conscious...! So let's get married, if necessary tonight."

"Sorry A'...? A'a there's been Noah, how can A'a talk like this?"

"No problem, I'll ask her permission, to marry you." Said Faqih firmly, with a serious look.

"I can't be a second wife." Zahra answered softly as she lowered her head with her hands squeezing together.

"Well, I'll give Noah back to his parents. If you want to be my only wife."

Deggs...! Zahra took one step back. He shook slowly.

"So you said you wanted to give it back?" Ask Zahra.

"Indeed why? Isn't that what you wanted, to approach my Umma to get me? Now you'll get the results of your persistence. Let's get married, and be my muhrim."

Shakes slowly. "Why talk like that A'....? I'm not a woman who always expects anything in return whenever I'm close to your Umma."

"Then what? Why are you still like this Zahra? Do you want to hurt him? My wife?"

"No A'... You misunderstood. I didn't mean it that way. Why would A'a talk like that. I do admire you. But I still have a heart. I still respect Noah as your wife." Zahra's eyes began to grow.

"Then why are you still here? And bring something to Umma?"

"What wrong? if I still want to get close to your Umma?, what's wrong if I want to give her something? As proof that I appreciated his kindness all this time to me? I love Umma you A'... I want to stay close to her even if you're married to Noah, I want to keep a good relationship between myself and your Umma." Zahra shed her tears.

"But you're making Zahra sad." Faqih's eyes began to turn red. "What you're doing is making it harder for my Umma to accept my wife."

"A..what?" Zahra found out that Noah was not accepted by Umma Hasna. "I. That can't be A'... Umm Hasna is not that kind of woman, is she?"

Faqih. He turned his face away. "There's no need for me to explain anything, just understand if you really value my relationship with my wife, please don't come again." Putting both hands in front of his chest.

Zahra. He remembered the moment he came to coincide when Noah was burning a chicken the other day. The girl looked sad as Umma Hasna treated her well. Even while chatting together, Umma did not call Noah to participate in their conversation.

"I beg you once again Zahra, I want you not to come again, please give my wife a chance to get her heart. Because you should know, whatever it is, I won't be able to choose. Even if I obey my Umma wishes first. You won't be happy with me, because I don't have any feelings for you." A' Faqih. Zahra looked down again.

"I... I understand A'..." Zahra answered softly, the clear circle fell back just like that when she heard the last words from A'a.

"Thank you for understanding. So gohome. And I'm sorry I have to go to Assalamualaikum." Faqih breezed away leaving Zahra who was still silent there.

Until at a distance that was getting away, Faqih looked back for a moment. Actually there is a feeling of not being able to say that. Especially when he saw Zahra's back shaking, it was obvious that the girl was crying.

He shook his head slowly and continued his steps into the house while closing the door.

Zahra turned her head when she was sure Faqih had entered her house. Zahra closed her eyes pressing down on the chest feeling tight again.

He started the engine of his car and left.

A' Faqih pulled out the curtain, he then closed the curtain again giving thanks when Zahra was gone. 'sorry Zahra, sorry if I have to be firm and maybe hurt your feelings a little. This is the reverse for everything.' Faqih. Then he lifted his head to remember Noah.

"Miss?" Mumbled Faqih who immediately walked quickly towards the room afterwards.

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In the room...

Mukena for Umma Hasna is still in his lap, clear circles are still dripping from earlier with his hands still rubbing the face. "Sssssshh." Nuha grimaced, she again touched her stomach.

"sick... Sjssshhh... Oh, my God." Noah's right hand grabbed a glass of water on the table and drank it.

Ckla... Noah was a little aghast, even the glass almost fell out of his hand.Nuha quickly wiped away his tears. Then try to smile when A'a comes in.

"Sorry bell? Forgive A'a." Hugging the body of Nuha who was grimacing without a sound.

"I.iya A'a. It's okay." Grimacing again. 'It hurts so much, God, please strengthen me.'

"You don't think bad about A'a do you? A'a was just chatting normally with Zahra. A'a didn't want him to come here again. All for you." Faqih.

"A...? A'a why say that? Indeed, Noah was fine if Umma preferred Zahra's brother. I. That's Umma's right." Grimacing again, Nuha was still trying to endure the pain so she subconsciously said that. Faqih also let go of her embrace. The girl instantly developed her cheerful smile in front of A'a.

"Neng knows?" Faqih surprised.

"Eh... Ta...know what?" Nuha wavegapan. 'duh what the hell was I?'

"Know that Umma? Mmmp" Faqih's words were cut off when Noah kissed her husband's lips. Noah's eyes closed.

'please don't show your pain to Noah, don't make A'a worry.' The inner Noah still attached part of his lips to A'a's lips. Noah's hand squeezed the sheets. It seemed like the pain was becoming more and more, thus making him feel privileged many times.

Nuha let go of her kiss, then smiled faintly.

"Neng, you know Umma?"

"Don't say anything A'... Sorry, Noah overheard Umma and A'a talking in the living room."

The deg...!

"Astagfirullah al'azim's. Why don't you talk to A'a?"

"For what? That's not what Noah needs to talk to A'a is it?"

"But neng?"

"Sssstt, A'a believe that Nuha really loves you A'…? Then Noah accepted Umma and Abinya A'a. So Noah did not want to dispute this. Noah did not want A'a to rebuke Umma."

"My wife..." Faqih cried she hugged Noah tightly. "sorry yes neng... I am so sorry Umm Hasna. And thank you for your love, dear." Faqih. The more limp Noah endured the pain. He also returned A'a's embrace.

"I.iya A'a dear." Nuha's eyes closed for a moment, letting the pain run through her stomach.