Love The Bule
Single-mindedly

Assalamualaikum.” Abid comes and disperse Jhon's feelings that are not good because of Tina's words that surprise and make his world collapse instantly.

“Walaikumusalam.”

Everyone in the house turned to Abid, including Tina. Incidentally, Jhon was the first man to get to the house after the event at the Masjid was over. John came with Aji. However, Aji asks Jhon to go to Uthman's house first while passing through his house.

Tina looked at Jhon who was standing at the door of her house with a sad look.

“Jhon, why are you still at the door? Come log in!” Abid invites Jhon who is still there.

Jhon. He followed Abid who came with Mustafa and his two sons, also with Alif, Arafah's husband.

John sought the existence of Ustadz Abdullah, because only Kiyai was confident. However, the figure that Jhon was looking for, turned out to be not here.

For some reason, Jhon felt dwarfed when faced with Mustofa and his family. He became a very small man. Perhaps because unconsciously, Mustofa's oral often discourages others, his words defeat the psychics of others, including Jhon.

“Come, Jhon! Sit!”

Jhon nodded again, because Abid called him back.

“Having finished the show, Bi?” arriving – arrived, Fatimah was in the living room and approached her husband.

“Already, Mi. Thankfully, the show went well. Isn't that right, Bid?”

Abid nodded. “Iya, Pakde Yai, Alhamdulillah.”

“Masya Allah, who prayed for the deceased a lot, Mi. indeed the late figure who favored worshipers.” Mustofa said again.

“Alhamdulillah,” replied Abid and Hasna who were also in the living room.

“Alhamdulillah, then,” says Fatimah too.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Munah and Arafah made drinks for guests who have helped a lot, as well as being the biggest donors in the event.

“Dek, you really received Mas Al?” application ask Arafah.

Tina quiet.

“Ning Bira, pity Mas Bul. She was instantly sad, fitting Ning Bira said that to Nyai.” Munah also voiced.

“Terus Bira should how, Ma'am? Ma'am don't see how Bude Nyai cornered Ummi?”

“Iya, Mba Fah view, Deck. But not then you sacrifice yourself like this, right? If you don't like Mas Al, yeah don't be forced!”

The woman agreed with Arafah's statement.

“Then, Mbak always forced you to be with Mas Al, because Mas Al is his best friend Mas Alif. Think Ma'am, it must be exciting if we double date because our husband is friendly. But seeing you like this, Ma'am doesn't force.” Arafah said again.

Tina quiet. He digested the words of the brother, until the voice of Abid's wife broke their conversation.

“Fah, haven't had a drink yet?”

Arafah nodded towards his sister-in-law. “Udah, Mbak.”

Munah immediately took the tray out, assisted by Abid's wife. The tray that was already in Tina's hands, Arafah immediately diverted.

“Already, you don't need to go out. Think of your decision well – well. let, Ma'am who brought this!” arafah told Tina to stay in the kitchen. Tina agreed, so she sat down at the dinner table.

In the living room, Jhon was just a listener. He really wants to go home. However, he was still here to confirm Tina's decision earlier.

“Oh, yes. Bi. Al. There is good news.” Fatimah interrupts amid the small talk of the men, while staring at her husband and eldest son.

Mustofa and Al looked at Fatimah.

“Tadi, Bira says that she received an Al.” proposal

Al smiled happily. “Really, Ummi?”

Al glanced towards Jhon. As if he had won.

“Really, Ummi?” Mustofa was surprised too.

Fatimah smiled and nodded. “True. If you don't believe it, there's not Hasna and Arafah. Munah just listen. Aren't you, Mun?”

Fatimah asked Munah. Munah nodded, because of which he was thus.

“Alhamdulillah, thank you Allah.” The happy sparkle was clearly visible in Al's eyes. The gentleman rubbed his face as a sign of gratitude.

“This is because of the lobby, Ummi, Mas. Try your Abi never managed to hold on,” Fatimah led on her husband.

“Iya, huh. Ummi is great,” Mustofa said.

Hasna and Arafah just glanced at each other. While at the dinner table, Tina did not hear the conversation. Arrived – arrived his mind blank. He was right – really can not think for his own happiness. He does not want his family's pride trampled – stampede because of Mustofa family services first.

The first thing Abid saw when he heard this news was not Al, but Jhon. Somehow Abid wants to see the expression of the bule man who is currently helping him to make a system for the advancement of technology boarding school.

Currently, Jhon is not being good – is fine. Chests rumbling. All the flavors, it feels like being one. Wanting to, he got angry and broke into this room, but he held it back. Jhon has learned a lot about patience and he has learned to be sincere at this time.

“How, Bid? What else do you want to wait for? Immediately marry Bira and Al, from paa to slander,” said Mustofa who again – again press Abid.

“again, Pakde Yai, I depend Bira,” replied Abid wisely.

Abid turned to look at the sister who was add below him exactly. “Fah, try you call Bira here.”

Arafah. He stood up and immediately stepped into the kitchen. Shortly after, Tina came out with her sister. Slowly, Tina sat down beside san mother.

Hasna kept holding her youngest daughter's hand. Really, he did not want Tina to make this decision either. Even if, he had to return the services of the Mustofa family in the form of money, he would try to return the money, as long as it did not pawn the happiness of his daughter.

“Mas Abid calls Bira?” tina asked the sister she was most disinclined with.

Abid nodded.

Don't ask how Jhon's expression is. Ever since Tina was in this room, Jhon could not help but stare at the woman.

“You received Al fatih's proposal, Beer?” ask Abid.

Tina. Since sitting there right beside her mother, Tina could not lift her head, especially until her gaze met with Jhon, because there Jhon hoped so.

Tina nodded her head. He felt his fist getting gripped by his mother's fist.

“You sure, Bira?” hasna asked to convince the princess' decision.

Tina nodded back. “Iya, Ummi. Bira sure.”

At once, the Mustofa family also sumringah. And again – again, Al glanced towards Jhon with a triumphant smile. Meanwhile, Jhon hoped Tina turned her head towards him. However, that was not possible, because Tina tried to confirm her decision by not wanting to be contaminated by the decision when she turned to Jhon.

Abid nodded.he could not prevent the decision, because the decision came from the mouth of the person concerned himself.

“I only represent, replacing Abi's position to marry Bira. Because the decision is all in his hands,” Abid said by staring at Tina as if back to questioning the decision.

However, Bira seemed confident in her decision. Abid breathed in rough breathing.

“Ah, relieved to feel. Finally, the wishes of me and Uthman were fulfilled,” Mustifa said happily.

Abid could only nod.

“Then, now we just set the wedding date,” Mustofa continued.

“Hush, Abi. The wedding date. The application was officially dong, Bi,” said Fatimah.

“Ah, yes. Later we hold a big official application – magnitude,” replied Uthman agreed.

Tina's family, just follow. They are more silent. Alif who usually talk a lot and should be enthusiastic because finally his desire was achieved was seen to be silent, just like his wife.

“Sorry, I pamit.” Arrived – arrived Jhon interrupting. He felt his presence here was no longer needed.

“Where are you going, Jhon?” al asked, as if he was a close friend, even though Al only wanted to see Jhon witness his victory.

John was lazy to answer that question.

“Jhon thank you for helping this event,” said Abid.

“Nak Jhon's. Thank you so much. May your alms be a good practice that Allah accepts.” Hasna also said.

John smiled and nodded. “I'm sorry, Ummi.”

John has no power to be in this place. He wanted to go and calm down. Jhon's long footsteps, made him quickly towards the door.

Abid stood up to see Jhon leaving. “After Pakde Yai.”

Abid leaves his guest and goes after Jhon.

“Jhon.”

John who was outside the house looked back.

Abid ran over to the bule man. “You're okay – what?”

Jhon silent.

“I don't know how close you and Bira are? Only I know, the relationship between boss and secretary is indeed a lot that is not just a job relationship. Often together, making them often involved in romance. I don't know if you guys are like that? But apart from that, I want you to sincerely accept Bira.”

John breathed in rough breathing. “Ikhlas is the hardest thing to do. But, I'll try to do it.”

There is only that word that John can say.

Abid nodded and smiled. “Thank you, Jhon.”

Abid patted the bully's sturdy shoulder. And, Jhon also nodded back to Abid's smile with a bitter smile.

“Sama – equals. Then, I'll excuse you.”

Abid can no longer hold Jhon. He also looked at the departure of the Caucasian man who came from Australia.