The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTERS 14. Siraman Rohani

On the horizon, dusk already looked yellowish. The sun almost disappeared in the embrace of the horizon. The roar of the motor vehicle was said, as it slid into the complex alley towards Fey's house. The four of them kidnapped me to study together. I could only give up, unable to resist their desires even though the body felt exhausted. I myself have also asked permission with Azzam to join the group study.

Now the motorbike was parked neatly in the courtyard of Fey's house. The house that I visited a few days ago when I picked her up to go to school together. The house with two floors, the entire wall dominates the white paint, only the frames and doors are painted differently. This is the umpteenth time I've come to this house.

When the door was first opened all that could be heard was the sound of a door hinge ringing. Silent. There was no one, but it was half five. At this hour, people are usually home from work and sitting sweet while enjoying the afternoon sky.

I circulated my gaze to every corner of the quiet room. “Where else, Fey?”

“If Mama used to go home in the late hours, if Kak Rinda is no longer at home already five days, he participated in the study tour he said weekly again, that is. Well, if Papa I'm sure will be home soon,” said Fey.

“You don't often get lonely Fey at home gedong kayak gini?” tanya Jihan, who also just followed after parking the bike.

“Ngaklah. I used to make Sadam and Jo play here." Fey patted the shoulders of his two buddies and the genk.

A large house with two floors where the first floor there are four rooms, namely the kitchen, dining room that doubles with the family room, living room and two rooms. Meanwhile, on the second floor there are several rooms, namely two bedrooms with each room there is a bathroom. Plus a pretty big page. Funiture house is filled with wood-wood design of the carving. As my eyes looked at each part of the funiture, I found a small cat-shaped urn. I remember the Mouzine.

“Mouzine where, Fey?”

“There. In cage. You want? I'll take Mouzine in a moment.”

Fey disappeared briefly from the living room and then returned with the Mouzine he needed.

Within a split second Mouzine had already changed hands. I hugged and kissed her with a sigh of anxiety.

Since I married Abang Azzam I have rarely been to gulp Mouzine here, because Abang Azzam does not like it if I often run around. He always told me to focus on the exam as close as possible. That's enough to bore me. Who does not get bored if they have to face the wall 24 hours. But, Dhanisa's not the name if not good at finding reasons to just leave the house. Various reasons I convey when I start to get saturated with home activities, ranging from pretending to buy migraine drugs, gulping sick friends, group work, and so on, for that reason only Abang Azzam allowed me to leave the house. If I said I wanted to go out with my best friend and the genk, he would have banned it. Because he doesn't want me to get along too much with a boy friend. Especially seeing me both out with Fey. There he must be wrath.

“I'm sorry Mou, if now rarely jengukkin, Mou,” I said endlessly kiss Mouzine.

“Ih, jeez Nis, you've not seen your son for a year,” Jihan commented when she saw that I still haven't stopped kissing and talking to Mou.

“Mou, want to carry with aunt Jihan?” I pointed Mouzine's body to Jihan's side.

Jihan retreated a few footsteps, as I thrust out the Mouzine.

“Do not! don't Nisa, I'm amused by cat fur!” he refused to take the Mouzine.

“Dah, we go up to the balcony above yuk there I have prepared a lot of food, you can also play the game above," asked Fey enthusiastically.

Jovan slapped his hand once and said, “Wow! good idea Fey.”

With a swift pace they all went straight up each rung with a little run.

Upon arrival on the balcony they were immediately greeted with a breeze that shot in through the two-door window that was deliberately opened so that fresh air could enter the room. Fey came to bring a carpet that would be used as a base to sit down under the floor.

Fey room is still as usual not much changed, the color of the wall color is still white mixed with cream and there are several sides near the bed and place of study, deliberately installed abstract patterned wallpaper. It seems like the people in this house really like the color white. But not wrong, the white color looks calm and comfortable when viewed, especially if the house is always clean, as I see in this room all funiture in neat and clean layout.

“Halooo... This is Fey's friends, yes?” greet Fey's father kindly.

“Iya Om. We have often come here Om, Om forgot,” said Sadam.

“Oh, yes-yes." Dad nodded. "Whose name is Dhanisa?” ask Fey's father, investigate.

“I, Om,” I said while raising my hand in the air.

Fey's father smiled, but with a seductive smile then squinted at Fey. “This one, Fey?”

“Means Om?” I looked at them question markingly. What did Fey tell me about me with his father? watch out he said something weird!

“Fey?” I glanced again at Fey.

“Pa!” sahut Fey. “Udah dong. We want to start learning. Don't bother me anymore!”

“Iya, yes. Papa wants to clean up the body first. Learn the real and serious do not mess around,” father's message.

After the father passed, we started to turn on the notebook and open the notebook results of the pratikum report that had been done earlier in the school lab. I raised my face while flipping through the printed book sheets that presented a discussion of the Nature of Acid-Base Substances.

For nearly five minutes Fey reread his books, but his brain did not manage to break a single pratikum report that had to be revised. Fey closed his report book and placed a pen on it. Then eat the Chitato whose seal is already open.

“You, done?” I asked, when I saw Fey in order.

“But”

“Why has the book been updated?”

“I don't understand, what should I do Nisa.”

“Make Bu Endang already give instructions before pratikum. Well, you wrote what you got after practicum.”

“Keep now, what should I do?”

I breathe patiently. “If you can't yet. Make a map of the scheme first in the book doodles, later if it is certain and clearly just typed in notebook.”

Fey frowned, frowning.

"You're the one who made it" he said, sliding his notebook in front of me.

I chuckle. “Enak. Do it yourself!”

I pulled out one of the books lying closed in front of Fey. I read the list for a moment. “Nih, for example! Background, what? Tools and materials, what? Results and discussion, how? And lastly, the conclusion? If you don't connect, you've been browsing!”

Fey seemed to nod, hearing the solution from me. At least hopefully his mind will open up a little bit after I saw him in a very difficult, frustrating way.

“You guys anyway, riweh so much!” Sadam who seems a little disturbed by the noise of the two of us.

“Sadam, mendingan you help the Fey,”.

“Males ah! which I haven't done yet!” sadam refused.

Fey started making scribbles of the framework. A kind of schema map or outline that is arranged. I looked at his face, like he was following my advice.

Sometimes I want to smile to myself if I see Fey as serious as it is working on a report. At least by making a schematic map first make what is done to be directed.

I began typing the results of the report I had compiled on the notebook, but to strengthen the theory I paused for a moment to open the book, occasionally also browsing and then unite the ideas in my head with the sentences I get in the book.

“I'm done! stay at print,” says Sadam.

“Me too,” Jihan also responded.

“Fey we are in a print-out, yes?” pinta Fey's friends.

“Iya, yes safe. Make you what is not.”

After almost an hour or so I struggled with the report, I suddenly felt my head start to weigh. I blinked a few times because the pain was starting to become unbearable. It's getting hard for me to concentrate and continue the unfinished typing. Finally, I postponed to continue typing and my notebook made sleep mode.

“Fey, this catrige is broken what ink is used up, anyway! How are gini blurry lines, huh?” asked Sadam while lifting the printed paper in front of his face.

I turned to Sadam who was fiddling with Fey's printer. My eyes reflected the shadow of Sadam's body so much. Now my eyes are starting to fade.

Fey picked up the last printed paper his printer had produced. “It looks like this ink is going to run out. Let me out for a minute, buy ink.”

He picked up a jacket that lay on the bed. “Wait ya! stretch of doang kok.”

Beyond the sound of adzan maghrib was already reverberating. Jovan and Sadam went downstairs first, not knowing what they wanted to do. Maybe you want to pray maghrib, think of me as such. Slowly and slowly I tried to stand up and walk towards the bathroom with a slight stagger. Jihan who realized that then approached and blocked my steps.

“Why are you, Nisa? Pain?”

“My head hurts again, Jihan," I grimaced with pain.

“Aduh, how, yeah. I don't know where Fey's medicine box is. Hmm.. or don't you just rest in his room Fey. Come, Nisa.” Jihan led me to Fey's bed.

I started straightening my body on the bed.

“What are you feeling right now, Nis?” jihan asked while massaging my arms.

“My head hurts so much Jihan kayak was hit so,” I said slowly because of holding back pain.

“Why is it, Jihan?”

“Fey, good luck has arrived. Nisa has a headache, she said!”

Fey held my forehead.

“I don't have a fever, Fey!” my tukas.

I tried to get up to sit up despite the intense pain in my head. It seems possible that if I go to the wall there will be nothing compared to this.

“Eh, Nisa! You just overslept. I'll take the medicine box for a moment.” Fey pulled the nightstand drawer to pick up the medicine, and his hand grabbed a glass of water.

“Nis, let's get up for a minute. Take medicine first.”

With Jihan's help, Fey tried to straighten a part of my body with his back resting on the wall of the mattress. These two close friends of mine seemed to stare with pity, and felt pity. I told them I had a history of this disease before. Whether they remember or not.

“You rest first, yes!” fey said as he received the empty glass I thrust at him.

After taking the medicine, Nisa was now fast asleep burrowing her head on the pillow. Maybe the medicine is reacting in the body to make him sleep in an instant.

“I go down first, yeah. Want to pray, have missed it,” said Jihan to Fey, after seeing her best friend was asleep.

Fey nodded.

In this room there are both of them. He stared fixedly at his lover, there was no heart if Nisa had to go through suffering alone like this. Her hand now landed gently while rubbing Nisa's face.

While downstairs, Sadam, Jovan, and Jihan have been invited by Fey's father to eat together. Shortly after that the sound of footsteps sounded like they were coming down the stairs from the upper balcony.

“Come, eat Fey,” father's mouth. ”Where is your girlfriend?” ask the father who has been since joining his friends at the dining table.

“Still on top, Pah. Sleep,” Fey replied as he scooped the rice into the dish.

“What does he hurt?”

Fey chews food slowly. “Headache, Pah. But Nisa told us once that she has vertigo, Pah”

An hour later ...

I faintly heard the sound of laughter when I first opened my eyes. My eyes swept through the room, I was shocked not to be dumbstruck when I saw the room of my bed that changed. I try to remember what I did before. Downstairs, I found scattered books and a notebook still open.

The clock has shown at 19:30 WIB. I checked the phone, screened 8 missed calls Abang Azzam, 10 minutes ago.

"Geez! finished me!"

The tub was electric, I jumped out of the bed and opened the balcony door. I looked to the side. The hallway to Fey's room was empty, while below was a boisterous sound of laughter. It must have been Fey, Sadam and Jovan.

My body turned around, went back into the room to pick up the bag that was originally leaning on the nightstand and cleaned up the books and notebooks and stuffed them back into the backpack.

I walked out of Fey's room with quick steps. When I got to the bottom, I stopped in front of the stairs. I saw Sadam, Jovan, and Fey playing Nintendon 3DS, but I didn't find Jihan. Maybe he's home. After a while I kept silent without making any noise. Jovan who accidentally turned to look at the stairs, immediately saw me.

”Eh, Nis, have you woken up?” he said with spirit.

Fey and Sadam turned towards me.

“Hey, are you awake? How are you feeling good?” asked Fey, who walked up to me. “I'm sorry, I didn't wake you up. I did not have a bad sleep. You haven't eaten, have you? Eat first, geh?”

I thought a little, ‘I'm hungry, but it's not the right time for me to drift, let alone eat. While Brother Azzam must have been waiting for me, in my inner home’.

“Ahm, not Fey. I have to go home now, it's late at night too,” kilahku.

“Ya already, I take ya,” bargain.

I'm shaking. “No need, Fey. Jihan's side is back, too? if so I would, yes.” I walked to the doorway to put on my shoes. While Fey followed me from behind to make sure I was okay.

“Fey, greetings with your Papa, Yah.”

The full face helmet covered my face and was ready to ride the bike.

“Broo! I'm home first!” I said with my hands waving towards and the genk before heading home.

“Be careful!” fey's voice screamed a little as my engine started to grin.

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I hesitantly put my feet closer to the door. The feeling of fear slowly spread to my body. His heart beats are all but unbearable. I feel guilty about being able to get home at this hour. With a steadiness of heart and a little courage left, I stepped up. I took a deep breath earlier.

“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, Assalamu ..”

I did not finish saying my regards, Azzam already greeted me at the door with a sour face, and a sharp look. Now I see him looking like a tiger about to pounce on his prey.

“Where to?” she asked with her eyes glaring at my face. Seeing that I felt my body shrink for a long time.

I'm down. “Learning groups, completing practicum reports."

“Why did you just get home at this time? see what time it is?” The look in his eyes was trailing towards the wall clock and making my gaze follow the direction of his gaze. At 19.45 WIB.

"What did you say at school? Nisa can go to group study but go home before the Maghrib!" Azzam's voice began to be firm and up, making me have to answer him immediately.

"But Brother, there's enough time to do the report!" reply me, trying to defend myself, so as not to look too wrong in front of him.

"OK. if indeed the time before Maghrib is not enough, Abang maklumi. After Maghrib, can Nisa return? But it's about nine o'clock till home?!" Chirping again.

"Nisa! try to hear a little brother's words. Nisa is a woman, must be good at keeping a woman's marwah. Especially if you are a wife of someone. You don't want people out there saying things that aren't about your brother's wife. Which can bring slander." Advice Azzam, with a weakened tone.

I'm down. "But Nisa was there, Brother. "had not finished my sentence she spoke again.

"Have not much to say, Nisa!" cut Azzam, instantly.

I'm silent. Can't speak anymore when he finds his face changed. In my heart I said before he was really angry, I better give up and apologize with him.

I take a hard breath. "Gee! Yes, yes. Nisa is wrong. Nisa, sorry.”

"Nisa, without Nisa apologizing, you're sorry. Only now what Nisa must know is that for someone who is married must be able to show his responsibility to the husband, family, and vice versa. The status gained from marriage is something that can elevate the marwah of a woman," he explained his advice very clearly.

As I expected, it seems like tonight I will get an impromptu spiritual flush from an ustadz.

“Who did Nisa go with, earlier?” It seems that Azzam is not satisfied, if only asked one question.

“Yes, with friends, the name is group work. If you own the name of the individual task!” my answer made Azzam slightly round his eyes.

“Hah! one word people ask, a thousand words in reply!”

I took a breath, then remained silent again when scolded.

“What did Nisa say this? No lie?” tanyanya.

“Iya, if you don't believe ask with Jihan!”

“What did Nisa earlier go with, Fey?” Suddenly the question came out of his mouth.

I didn't answer.

“Nisa!” the tone is pressing, the sign is I have to answer quickly.

“Yes," I say with a heavy heart.

Hearing my confession, the look on his face changed. I don't seem happy to hear that name. Without a word, she turned around leaving me who was still standing in the doorway. Issha! He left so, I didn't invite him to come inside!

When I walked through the kitchen, my stomach was hungry. I was about to eat, but it felt prestige, after being scolded by him earlier. Yeah, nevermind. Tonight I had to endure my hunger.

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