Love The Bule
Sah

After passing an hour and ten minutes in the plane, Jhon and his entourage arrived at Yogyakarta airport at around twelve o'clock ten minutes at night. In the airport lobby, Jhon was already greeted by the person who prepared Bima, his assistant. Bima has also prepared three hotel rooms for Jhon, Laura, Mira and her husband.

“Why did Mommy arrive – arrived come?” the question came from Jhon's mouth.

The real question he had wanted to ask since yesterday afternoon when he saw the figure of the mother in the lobby of his apartment. However, Jhon was too busy preparing his travel accommodations to this place. He was too euphoric, because he was going to meet Tina. Even though he only met, he knew that the woman would not belong to him again.by meeting him, somehow Jhon's heart felt very happy.his heartbeat was pounding just because he imagined seeing his bidawari again.

“Ibrahim told Mommy to see you.” Laura mentioned the name of her current husband, the extended father of Jhon.

“After home, Mommy told me everything that happened in Australi. Abraham felt guilty too. We never paid attention to you, Jhon. Ibrahim guilty of taking Mommy from you.”

Jhon. “No, Mommy. not like that.”

“Yes, since Ibrahim's service in Penang. Mommy practically has no time for you. Mommy is busy with Mommy's own family. Sorry!”

John took his mother's hands and kissed her. Time has shown one o'clock at night past twenty minutes. John sat with his mother on the edge of the bed, in a room he had reserved exclusively for Laura.

“Jhon also apologizes, Mom. Jhon also never paid attention to Mommy, Jhon should not be busy himself. Even Jhon did not know that Daddy was very sick.”

Laura took her son's body and hugged the sturdy body. “Now, Mommy will always be there for you, Jhon. Mommy will accompany in your difficult times.”

“Thank you, Mom.” Jhon returned the hug. “Restui each way Jhon, Mom.”

Laura released a hug and looked at her son's face affectionately. “Sure, Jhon. Mommy always bless your every step, every decision.”

Jhon smiling. I don't think he feels alone anymore. If in the past, when Grace left, he was right – really feel alone. There is no place to share, no place to vent the contents of the heart. But now, he has Mommy.

And Laura returned her son's smile.

***

“When does the groom come?” ask Hasna to Abid.

“Around nine, Mi. Aren't you, Lif?” Abid turned his head towards his sister-in-law, because Alif was indeed Al's best friend.

Alif nodded. “Iya.”

Ever since Arafah told her that Tina was blind, Alif immediately asked for permission to return to her in-laws' house. He was concerned to see Tina's condition.

“You've heard from Al last night, Lif?” Hasna looked at Alif.

“Ndak anyway, Ummi. Not last night, but yesterday afternoon. Al said it will come at nine, one hour before akad.”

Hasna nodded, then was about to pass by to take care of the others. This morning, the atmosphere in the house of the late Uthman was very crowded. Residents around come to help the implementation of the wedding procession of the youngest daughter Kiyai who is known to be unpretentious.even though it is gone, the name of Uthman and his kindness are always there and continue to be remembered by the citizens.

Hasna opened the door to Tina's room. He saw the princess who was still undressed.

“Loh, how is princess Ummi still like this? Where's the makeup?” ask Hasna to Tina.

Tina who was sitting at the dressing table with a gaze that was only straight forward, shook her head. Then, Hasna looked at her other daughter.

“Fah, how the hell? This hour of makeup hasn't come yet? Ndak professional once.”

“Have Arafah phone, Mi. he said again on the road. It's close, soon until.”

“Oh.”

Ever since last night, Hasna has been looking good. Innate wants to be angry – angry continue. Either because the event is not finished, or there is something else that makes him want to vent his frustration with others.

“Quiet Ummi! Ummi don't worry. Ummi is tired, so the luggage sewot continues,” said Arafah by embracing the shoulder of the mother.

Hasna wanted to cry.

“Ummi …. Stttt!!” Arafah stuck his mouth with his thumb, hinting at the mother not to cry and stroking in front of Tina.

“Ummi is powerless, Fah,” he said without a sound.

Tina just sat there trying to hear everything that was happening. She knew her mother and sister were whispering. He also knew Hasna's worries about him. Therefore, in front of the family, Tina remained steadfast. He did not wail mourn fate, only because he did not want to see his family grieve over what he experienced.

One hour

Two hours

Time has shown at nine. The Tina family awaits the arrival of the Mustofa family. There, John was present.

“Tina,” call Mira who directly met her best friend in the room.

“Mira.”

“Iya, it's me,” said Mira who immediately pulled a chair and sat in front of Tina who had been dressed like the queen of the middle east.

Tina is indeed – really beautiful. With white kebaya, matching colored hijab, and natural makeup makeup add to the beauty of an Agustina Shabira.

“Times anyway?” Tina looked embarrassed.

“Tin, you changed a lot yes,” said Mira stunned to look at her best friend who is not like before.

“Life taught me so many things, Mir.”

Mira nodded.he pulled both of Tina's hands and grasped them.

“Propay Tina. You're saying there's always a rainbow after the rain. Rest assured you will recover after this.”

Tina nodded. “I'm always optimistic, Mir. You know that I am always optimistic.”

“Yes. And we've all contracted your optimism in the office. Honey, I didn't find anyone like you in the office.”

“Masa?”

“Yes. Even the person is getting groovy,” said Mira.

They seem to be cluttering. In seconds – seconds ijab qobul and boisterous out there, in the room Tina was boisterous with the story of Mira.

“Mir. Is ijab qobulku done?” tina asked, after chatting and the atmosphere of silence after Arafah came, then said that the qobul ijab would begin.

“New to begin,” replied Mira.

Mira looked at big sister Tina and Arafah nodded. The mood is boisterous out there, now changing.

Tina had no idea what was going on outside her room. He just waited in the room and awaits the arrival of the husband who will pick him up here, after the qobul ijab.

“I received the marriage and marriage of Agustina Shabira Binti Haji Ustman Al Rashid with the dowry paid in cash.”

A loud voice from a man who said – sayup was heard from inside Tina's room. The loud voice that had spoken the sacred promise in front of Abid as well as Tina's extended family and the citizens sounded through the loudspeakers.

Deg

Instantly Tina's heart was racing. An overwhelming surrender to that power, made him find something he needed.

“Sah.”

“Sah.”

“Sah.”

“Barokallahulakuma wa baroka ‘alaikuma wa jam’a baynakuma fii khoir.”

The pengupulu said a prayer after the qobul was spoken. Everyone present also raised their hands to assure every prayer offered by the ruler.

“Aamiin.” Everyone rubbed his face, including Hasna, Abid, and Alif.

“Now, meet Bira!” abid said to the man who had justified his sister.

The man got up and approached Tina's room. There, she saw a beautiful female figure with a white kebaya and a white veil decorated with jasmine flowers sitting with a straight forward gaze.

The man approached Tina and squatted in front of her. “Hai, Darling. How are you?”

Instantly, Tina was wide-eyed. His chest grew increasingly rumbling, more intense than when he heard the voice of the man who uttered the qobul ijab earlier.

Tina knew very well the owner of this voice.

“Jhon?”

Jhon. “Yes, it's me. I've come to marry you, as I promised.”

Instantly, Tina's tears shed.

John immediately embraced the fragile body.the two cried bitterly until the person who saw from behind the door of the room was moved, especially Hasna, Arafah, and Zahra. Even Abid, the man who never shed tears, arrived – arrived along crying.

“Really, your power is always beyond human reason,” Abid told himself.

Nothing is impossible if God will. Tina and Jhon were at a very resigned point. They rely only on their Lord for all that is to come. And from this point of separation, they found a way.

In a different place, Al just fell silent in the room. Fatimah forbade her son to marry. She doesn't want a blind daughter-in-law.

Mustofa was the same, he did not agree, although initially he was so enthusiastic and ambitious to unite two boarding houses by marrying their – children. Mustofa felt that the pesantren managed by Uthman and getting better now, did not escape the share at that time. He wants to have the pesantren through the marriage bond of their – children. However, fate was not as easy as they had imagined.