Love The Bule
Worth getting Bira

Right on the day of restorative justice in the title, the Mustofa family came, not least Fatimah. For the first time, Fatimah came to see her husband at the hotel prodeo. Not only the Mustofa family, the Uthman family represented by Abid also came including Jhon and Alif. Although they had been humiliated, Abid did not return the family's treatment.

“Al, nopo there's that bule. She's Bira's husband, right?” fatimah whispered to his son.

Al was always there for my father. Even Al contracted in the nearby area where the father was frozen. For filial piety to parents, Al can indeed be thumbs up. Although his parents were wrong, as a child, Al was unable to argue.

“Al, Ummi asks you,” says Fatima again.

Al looked towards Jhon who was coming with Abid and Alif. They arrived five minutes before Mr. Hendra's arrival.

Incidentally, Alif could come to this city after traveling to several cities to fulfill his service work. And, Arafah was also finally able to visit the sister and see the state of the mother after a long time.

“Al.”

Fatimah pulled the tip of her son's shirt, because Al had not answered her question. Al's eyes were only fixed on Jhon with a gaze that was difficult to decipher. Between shame and guilt.

“Iya, Mi.” Finally, Al woke up.

“You were asked from earlier even dumbstruck. What are the advantages of bule until you negliatinnya rich so.”

“Many, Ummi,” Reply Al.

“Halah, Just won handsome doang. Compared to you far away,” ka Fatimah ketus.

Al looked towards his mother. “Ummi know why God gives us so many tests? That's because we like to underestimate others.”

Fatimah was silent.

“People we consider low, may be even better in the eyes of God. And those who we think are good, are not necessarily good in the eyes of God. For example we.” Al said again.

As long as the father was in the hotel prodeo, Al continued to prosper. He continues to reflect and correct himself because there is really no coincidence. Everything that happens is because of self-behavior, whether it is good or bad.

“You said opo toh.” Fatimah was in denial. He still feels himself right.

“Ummi know, Jhon is here to defend Abi.”

Fatimah fell silent. He doesn't believe. “Moso?”

“Iya, Ummi. Jhon was a co-worker of Mr. Hendra and Mr. Hendra wanted to come today because he.”

The last words of Al made Fatimah silent. Middle-aged women who appear trembar bland even with a long hijab was gaping and still do not believe. His lips are mute and no longer put out the word – words.

Sure enough, after Fatimah followed the agenda for several hours, he could see how Jhon defended Mustofa and asked Pak Hendra to make peace.

“I know, Mr. Hendra is a generous person. I know you very long,” said Jhon smiled at Hendra.

Hendra looked at Mustofa.

Hendra laughs. “No need. I do not want to drop a Kiyai, although you do have a lot to learn and somehow the title can be embedded by people like you.”

Mustofa.

“Truly, the title is just a designation. The personality of a person depends on himself. Just like someone who has a bachelor's degree in education, not necessarily he can teach right. Didn't you?”

“Ck. Ah you, Jhon. Always able to answer my words,” said Hendra upset

Jhon laughed and embraced his co-worker to melt the atmosphere. “Sorry. but the way I look is so.”

“Ya ... yes .. Yes.” Hendra nodded. “Alright, I will revoke this claim.”

“Alhamdulillah,” says Mustofa relieved.

The word came out of the lips of Al, Abid, Alif, and Mustofa's lawyer team. As for Fatimah, the more unable to say – words. He witnessed for himself how the – people he had underestimated and embarrassed actually helped him in the crucial moment.

“If it wasn't for Jhon, maybe I would have extended this issue,” Hendra said. “But since you are a part of the relatives of Jhon, then I will not dispute this. My demands and reporting will be closed. I make sure this ex will not get to court and soon you will be free.”

“Alhamdulillah.”

Al immediately rubbed his face. Even Mustofa seemed to melt the tears.

After all the peace, Mustofa was declared free on condition. The middle-aged man will only report on schedule and be free until the file is completed.

Everyone stood up and shaken. Mustofa and Hendra were seen shaking hands, even hugging. This peaceful situation is also in the public spotlight. Especially when Mustofa declared his apology and will improve after this. he also apologized to santri and people – people who have been loyal and trust him. Mustofa justifies Jhon's remark that it is not the title to blame, but the personality of the person himself.

Mustofa stood in front of Abid and hugged his best friend's son.

“Abid, forgive Pakde. Sorry that Pakde ever embarrassed your family. Even shamelessly, Pakde asked for money that your father knew was alms. Pakde shy, Bid.”

Mustofa cried on Abid's shoulder while still hugging. Abid patted that shoulder.

“Humans where khilaf, Pakdek. No exception to us. Moreover, Pakde whose level is far from Abid, surely the test will be even tougher. Whether it's a test of distress or pleasure.”

Mustofa. “God has touched me, Bid. Maybe before this kind of dysentery, I was still unconscious. The test of pleasure does make people feel overwhelmed. I forgot that all this time I was being tested.”

Abid gasped and patted the shoulder again, they hugged for a long time until a few seconds later broke.

“Oh yes, there is one more person we should give thanks.” Abid turned to look at Jhon. “Dia.”

Mustifa agreed, he was about to approach Jhon. However, it turns out Al has approached the bule man first.

“Jhon Loise's. You are indeed a man who deserves Shabira,” said Al who finally admitted defeat. Not to lose because of science and looks, but personality.

Jhon who had been feeling his life was arid and sepian, got comfort from a harmonious family built with Faith like the Uthman family.