Love The Bule
Wrong prayer

Jhon sat cross-legged listening to the tausiah delivered by Kiyai Uthman. Today the schedule of studies fiqh and Kiyai Uthman explained about Jimak, the procedure of conjugal relations in Islam.

The study, which was held after this Islamic prayer, is open to the public. This study is also not mandatory for students. Choosing to rest can be, listening can be. And tonight, some of the pilgrims present did dominate mother – mother and father – father.

“Who is the father of – who after finished directly sleeping? Ndongkol nda, Bu?”

Cheers moms – moms after answering questions Pak Yai.

“Adab in islam, indeed after the relationship do not go straight to sleep. Talk relaxed first, friendly first, laugh – ketiwi first. Talk about your child's development or talk about the future, watch a movie, or be able to eat together in bed. Because after the contact is laper yes sir, our calories are drained a lot. After that, I just slept. Then someone will say, diabetes Pak Yai. Yes, manganese ra many – many.”

The congregation laughed too.

Jhon listened and smiled.then, his head glanced to the side, towards the taunts of female pilgrims whose niqabs were open to clearly see the source in front of them.

Jhon caught the figure of Tina sitting in front with her sister and mother – other mothers. Tina looked down occasionally and looked towards the father who was talking in front.

Jhon gasped to look at the beautiful face of Tina which is currently very difficult to reach. If in the past, Jhon easily and without asking permission to touch any part of the body he wanted, now it was difficult. Let alone touching her favorite part, holding hands or just hugging Tina it feels difficult.

Jhon hoped that Tina would circulate her gaze and turn her head towards him. Sure enough, in the count of three, Tina's gaze met with Jhon.

Jhon smiled widely and Tina returned that smile at a glance, then looked down again. Really, she felt something very different from the woman who had two years filling her – day. Tina looks really – really in fixing, making Jhon also have the same spirit.

“Well, how about Sir, Mom. Have you memorized his prayer? Do not forget, say prayers before and after doing. God willing we get good offspring. Even if the child ever deviates, God willing will straighten the way back, because what? Because we have also tried to do our best.”

The father's remarks at the conclusion of the study, instantly knocked Tina apart. What the father said as if he were that example.

Jhon is still faithfully accompanied by his driver named Ridwan. After the study was over, Jhon remained beside Uthman with Alif and Al.

“Sir, what after this we will go home?” tanya Ridwan approached and the question was heard by Uthman, Alif, Al.

“No. my business is not finished. You just rest first and find a place to eat.”

Jhon was about to take the wallet in his pocket and take out the money for Ridwan However, Uthman held back.

“What do you do eating out? Surely Ummi, Arafah, and Shabira have prepared dinner. We had dinner together. Come!”

“Thank you, Abi.” For the first time, Jhon called Uthman as Abi, because he previously called Uthman as Pak only.

Uthman nodded and walked back to the house. Ustman went hand in hand with Jhon, while Alif and Al were behind them.

“Sir here want to ask Tina to work in Jakarta again?” uthman asked Jhon in between their steps to eliminate awkwardness, because it looks so awkward when adjacent to him and Uthman tried to melt the atmosphere.

Chief Jhon shook his head. “No, Bi. There is something more personal, which I want to convey.”

Uthman's feet stopped at the door of his house. His forehead wiggling. “What's important?”

“Hm. Can I talk to Abi only?” ask Jhon.

Uthman glanced back. Alif and Al were soon gone, as well as Ridwan, the driver of Jhon. Uthman caught a serious look on the face of the handsome bule man. The high jhon, must enter the house with a slight bow. Jhon followed Ustman's steps when he was about to sit in the living room.

“You're very tall, Nang. I have to look up to see you,” Uthman chirped before sitting down.

Jhon simply responded with a smile, while speaking inwardly. “Everything is high, Bi. Even my missiles are high.”

Chief Jhon starts shorting, but he refocuses on talking about something important to Tina's father.

“Shabira.”

Not yet John started talking, arrived – arrived Uthman called his daughter. Jhon was very happy when Uthman called Tina's name. One fact he just found out that here, Tina was called by her last name. The name is beautiful according to John.

“Iya, Bi.” Tina approached her father.

There, Jhon looked at the lover with a smile. Tina did not return that look.

“Take a drink for your Boss. Then, prepare dinner, as we will have dinner together with your boss.”

Finally, Tina glanced at Jhon. He thought Jhon wouldn't be this close. Jhon looked at Tina with a signal that she was fulfilling her promise.

“Ekhem.” Uthman, who saw his daughter and boss looking at each other, cleared his throat, so Tina and Jhon were surprised and gave up their eyes.

“Alright, Abi. Go to the kitchen first,” said Tina.

Uthman nodded and returned to Jhon. “Say, what do you want to talk about?”

“Ekhem.” John begins the sentence with a deheman. He set his bafas and heart that was currently beating very fast.

Really, not like the presetation in front of the higher-ups. It seems more stressful than that.

Just now he started the word, arrived – arrived Tina came back with a tray.

“Alhamdulillah, coffee came. from earlier, Abi thirsty. Let's drink first!” pinta Uthman on Jhon.

Jhon agreed. He took a cup of warm sweet coffee, as Tina used to make for him in the office.

“Alhamdulillah, Shabira's coffee is the most delicious,” said Uthman who longs for coffee made by the youngest daughter.

Jhon agreed. “Ya, Tina's coffee is the most delicious, everything in her is delicious.”

“What?” Uthman asked because Jhon's words sounded like murmurs.

“Ah, it's okay – what. I just remember, if in the office, Tina also like to make me coffee.”

“Oh.” Uthman rounded his lips.

“Oh, yes. Continue your words,” said Uthman again.

“Yes, I want to propose to Abi's daughter, Agustina Shabira.”

Byur

Uthman who was sipping coffee, arrived – suddenly sighed and gushed Jhon's face.

“Sorry, Sorry. Abi by accident.”

“No, Bi. It's okay.”

A Jhon, the CEO of K-Net corporate who is respected by other big business people, because of its accuracy in calculating, sprayed by a Yai.

“Sorry, Sir.” Uthman apologized again. Ustman still called Jhon with a call called Tina and Ridwan.

Uthman gave a tissue to Jhon and immediately received it. “thank you.”

“Oh, don't call me Sir. Just call me Jhon, Bi.”

Uthman nodded. “Good, Jhon.”

“Abi ..” Hasna shouted towards the two men sitting in the living room. “Evening is ready. Let's eat first! After eating, just resumed chatting.”

Jhon's wish, delayed again. He had not received an answer from Tina's father. But instead of answering his statement earlier, Uthman instead got up and took him to the dining room.

“Come, we'll eat first! After that, we continue the chat.” Uthman was deliberately stalling while thinking and looking for the right word to answer the proposal of a man who is not at all the type of daughter-in-law who entered in his category.

John sits among the Tina family. But the one he didn't see was Al.

“Bi, Al Fatih was ready to pick up his parents in the square – square,” said Alif.

“Iya, earlier he had told Abi, he said his parents wanted to come here.”

Alif nodded, as Jhon grew tense. He tried to neutralize his heart by inhaling a rough breath.

“Come, Son Jhon. Lead prayer, before we eat together.”

Deg

John was surprised. He was right – right awkward.

“Hm. My knowledge is still very little, Bi. Only three years ago I knew Islam,” he said.

“Nothing, just a prayer before eating only,” replied Uthman.

Tina looked at Jhon and Jhon glanced at Tina at a glance. Now, all the eyes of the person sitting at the dinner table were fixed on John. Hasna, Uthman, Alif, Arafah, and Tina.

Jhon must be confident, he raises his hand and says a prayer. “Allohuma jannibnas Syaithona wa jannibnas syaithona maa razaqtana.”

Weak

Uthman's forehead was wrinkled, as was Hasna's. While Alif laughed and Arafah nudged her husband's arm to stop slitting.

Jhon did not say a meal prayer, but a prayer before intercourse as Uthman said during the study.

Tina patted her forehead and swore in her heart, “Ya greetings, Jhoooon.”