Love The Bule
May you be happy

"Morning, Sir.”

“Morning.”

“Hai, Sir.”

Jhon smiled and nodded, responding to the greetings from his subordinates. “Morning.”

Long enough Jhon leaves work only because Tina, a bar bar secretary who turns out to be the son of a big kiyai. Since arriving in Jakarta, Jhon was immediately preoccupied by his pending work. It turns out that after his death so far, the job is not right – is really finished. That's what's finally becoming a problem now. John felt very guilty about Alex.

John is back to being a workaholic. Injured and disappointed, he spilled into the work and a strand of prayer.

Something is different with John now. If in the past, he will work without time even on Saturdays and Sundays. Now, John can divide his time between his physical and soul obligations. Between being responsible to others and to oneself. On Saturday Sunday, he still studied with Utadz Abdullah. If on Saturday he still follows talaqqi, on Sunday he will follow the study of the famous Ustadz tawadu.

“I think, today you are not present, Jhon,” Abdullah said.

Tina's application was pushed back a week later, because Fatimah was sick. And the plan is tomorrow Sunday, Tina and Al will hold a big proposal – the amount at once, considering the time between the application and the wedding is only two weeks away.

“Sign up, Ustadz. I think I am strong to be present, but in fact I am not that strong,” replied Jhon.

Ustadz Abdullah smiled.

“Yesterday, hearing the news that Tina's proposal was postponed, my heart is happy. But it turns out that's where my fault lies. Turns out I haven't been completely sincere.”

Ustadz Abdullah patted Jhon on the shoulder. “That's the process, Jhon. Everything needs a process. We got to this point there was a process, right? So let that process make you sincere.”

Jhon. “Thank you, Ustadz.”

“Same – equals.” Abdullah nodded. “If you change your mind and your heart has improved a little, come here later in the afternoon. I will leave this afternoon to Magelang, there happens to be a santri who wants to deliver.”

Jhon. “InsyaAllah.”

Abdullah smiled back. Today's Talaqqi session is over and tomorrow Sunday, Utadz Abdullah deliberately vacated the time to attend Tina and Al's event, considering their event was Abdullah's event as well, because Abdullah already considers the Tina and Al family to be his family.

After performing the talaqqi which happens to be held in the morning, Jhon returns to the apartment again. There he pondered, took some drinking water and sat back on the sofa staring at the kitchen.

John smiled, remembering the woman who used the kitchen – days. almost every morning and night, the woman stood there and prepared food for him.

Jhon remembered the night of their anniversary. Tina is so enthusiastic, morning – once he went to the supermaket to buy groceries. In the afternoon he cooked the ingredients – ingredients. Not to forget, Tina also made brownies Jhon's favorite. Until midnight, Jhon never came home.

Jhon rubbed his face rough. He remembered his stupidity at the time. He prefers to take Michelle and Grace – way, because at that time they were in Jakarta and Michelle often whine to ask for – way. Jhon who was busy and did not pay attention to his phone, only realized after opening the object. He saw a lot of incoming phone calls coming from Tina.

“This is my reply to all the wounds I've given you, Tina. As it turns out, being a person who is not prioritized is very painful,” muttered Jhon in heart.

John put down the glass and took his cell phone. He wants to dial Abdullah's number and wants to come with him to Magelang later in the afternoon.

Dret ... Dret .. Dret …

Jhon did not have time to dial Abdullah's number, arrived – arrived the mother called him. It's been a while, Jhon hasn't met the mother. After remarrying a native Malay man and bringing Jhon to Singapore, the mother settled in Penang, leaving herself at home in Singapore.

“Halo, Mom.”

“Jhon.” There was the voice of the middle-aged woman who gave birth to Jhon crying.

“Mom, what's up, Mom?” ask Jhon to panic. “Mommy hurts? Or Ezra and Aatiya?”

Jhon mentions his two younger siblings, the result of the marriage of the mother with her current husband.

“No, Ezra and Aatiya both – fine. but ..” Laura hangs up her words.

Yes, Jhon's mother's name is Lawrence Hasel and now Laura Ibrahim, Laura takes the last name of her husband named Yusuf Ibrahim, a famous surgeon in Penang.

“Hurry here, Jhon. Now Mommy is in Australia.”

“What's up with Daddy, Mom?” ask Jhon who is panicking again.

“Hurry here!”

“Alright, Mom. Jhon will be there.”

Blup

John and Laura cut off the phone. I booked a ticket to Perth. After so many years of not visiting the father's house, Jhon will finally visit there. He also left his promise to Abdullah who wanted to come to Magelang and attend Tina's proposal event, a lover of worship that would be owned by others.

John remembered his promise to Abdullah. He also sent a message right when he was at the airport and was about to board a plane.

“Sorry, I can no longer fight for you. May you be happy.”

Jhon captioned that phrase in his social media by uploading both hands that had held tightly. This photo, he took while doing a romantic dinner for the last time with Tina on a beach in order to apologize.Yes, an apology for their failed anniversary night incident. Jhon makes a romantic dinner for Tina.