Love The Bule
Chasing time

“Really? Thank God.”

Hasna's voice echoed. The woman sounded happy.

“Yes, Alhamdulillah. Ummi prayer finally answered,” said Hasna while holding a mobile phone and sticking it in her ear.

Beside Hasna, there was Zahra who also heard the conversation of her mother-in-law with her daughter-in-law in Jakarta.

“Thank you, Son Jhon. Once again thank you.” Hasna looked haru, to the point of shedding tears.

Zahra immediately hugged her mother-in-law's shoulder.

“Sama – equals, Ummi. I am also grateful that Ummi has entrusted Tina to me,” replied Jhon there.

“Sure. Ummi sincerely born inner, you become her husband Bira.”

In his great chair, Jhon sat down with a sumringah smile. She had just praised her own mother-in-law.

“When are you going to Penang?” ask Hasna.

“Tomorrow, Ummi. Pray, Tina's eye surgery went smoothly.”

“Sure.” Hasna answered immediately. “Ummi's prayers are always with you. Each prayer five time Ummi does not forget to pin the names of the three children – children Ummi and his family.”

“Thank you,” sahut Jhon.

“It just so happens, next week Ummi, Abid, Zahra, Ayash and Ameena are going to Jakarta. Hopefully next week, you guys are back and Ummi can see the condition of Shabira.”

“Iya, Ummi. Thank goodness then. We wait!”

“Assalamualaikum,” heard Abid's voice entering the house

Hasna and Zahra looked in that direction and answered Abid's greeting.

“It's Abid, Son Jhon to say?”

Hasna looks very enthusiastic. Abid, who was lethargic for many thoughts, was immediately pulled by his clothes and told to take Jhon's call.

Abid did not refuse. He held the mobile phone Hasna gave him and talked to Jhon. Abid chose a place away from his wife and mother.

After ten minutes of talking to Jhon, Abid is seen answering his greetings and hanging up the phone.

“Abid, Jhon has found an eye donor for Bira,” Hasna said happily.

Abid just smiled and held his mother's shoulder. “Iya, Ummi. Alhamdulillahot. Jhon was also a story.”

Abid's attitude looks flat. The man was not as happy as his mother. Abid went to the kitchen to get some water.

Zahra who already knew the habit of the husband when he came home immediately took over to serve. However, before that he glanced at each other with his mother-in-law.

“Why is your husband?” ask Hasna to Zahra.

Zahra just shrugged her shoulders. “Ndon't know, Ummi.”

Hasna told Hasna to go after Abid and serve him. Zahra complied and quickly walked after her husband.

Zahra took the drinking water and put it on the table right in front of Abid sitting down. “Why are you, Mas?”

Abid shakes. “Nothing.just tired.”

Zahra brought her face closer to her husband. She saw the face of her husband who was drinking the glass she had just put down. Zahra knew very well her husband and Abid was never able to keep a secret with his wife.

“You're sure Mas's okay – what? Sure you're just tired?” ask Zahra.

“True, I'm just tired. Thank God the registration of santri this year is quite a lot. That means the greater is also our responsibility to educate them.”

Hasna patted her son's shoulder. “God's love is your charity field that never breaks. Especially until your students hold firmly to what you teach. The symptoms will flow for you too.”

Abid nodded. No, he's not tired of it. For him, teaching knowledge to others is already part of his life. Instead, Abid will feel his life is empty if it does not broadcast religion. Something else was troubling his mind. That is, since the arrival of Mustofa this afternoon.

****

The next day, Jhon takes Tina to the airport. He immediately prepared accommodation to Penang. Airplane tickets, hotels close to the hospital, and vehicles that will take them while there, he has prepared.

“You ready, Honey?”

Tina nodded. “Iya.”

Jhon smiling. “You'll see again, Darling.”

Tina returned that smile. “InsyaAllah.”

The journey from Jakarta to Penang was also carried out. John again left the office for the recovery of his wife. Before leaving and preparing for the trip, he had already made sure that for the next week the company remained safe. He did not want to see Bima uring – uring, as had happened when he was long in the village of Tina.

In Penang, Jhon and Tina were greeted by Laura. Laura's first child accompanied her mother.

“Hai, Justin. How are you?”

“Fine.”

Jhon fucked – random hair his sister.

“Mom, any news about Jhonny?” ask Jhon between their steps towards the car.

“No. But it seems like everything has improved. Grace has improved too. They can make another child, later. Let yesterday's events be a lesson for them as well.”

Jhon.

“Now, take care of your own business. Your wife is more important,” Laura told her son.

Jhon nodded back. He did not let go of his grip on Tina for a second. Tina who has not been able to see the world, has Jhon as her intermediary.

With no shame, Jhon led Tina, becoming an eye for her as she stepped and every time she wanted to do anything.

Arriving outside, Jhon enters Laura's car. He was sitting in the back passenger seat with his wife. While in front, Laura with Justin, Jhon's sister who is now nineteen years old and sitting in the steering chair.

Dret ... Dret .. Dret …

Laura's phone rings. Laura immediately picked up and heard the words yes and yes while nodding her head, then hung up the phone.

“Jhon was calling from Ibrahim. Your dad said that donor Tina was dead. We need to get to the hospital quickly and take action. According to Ibrahim, to perform a retinal transplant from a recently deceased person, it should not be more than five hours. And, according to Ibrahim earlier, the man died about twenty minutes ago.”

John looked at the watch on his right hand. Although there is still more than four hours. However, it would be better if before that five hours, the transplant is correct \= is done. So that the network owned by the donor who already does not have a life is still functioning properly.

“Justin, fast little,” said Laura paik.

“Justin, if you can't speed. Keep the car, let me take it,” said Jhon, a former race car driver who as a teenager often participated in wild car racing and several times entered bui, even if only for a day.

John did not feel himself tired. Before leaving for this city, he took himself to the office early in the morning, then returned to pick up his wife and leave for the airport. The struggle of John is beyond doubt. He would do anything for Tina, even though for two days yesterday he had only closed his eyes to rest no more than four hours. However, he was not tired, because it was all only for Tina, the woman of his tribe.

And Tina will not forget the struggle of Jhon. She would devote her entire life to her husband.

If Jhon pursues time for the healing of his wife's eyes. Abid from now on began to pursue the time to return Mustofa funds which were only given a two-week grace period.