The Choice of Abah
Different Thin Cilok with Cinlok

"Why am I jealous? Who me?" Ustadz Burhan said, when he saw Mas Arul and Nabila quite familiar joking before starting the meeting. Ustadz Burhan had known Arul before, when he won the project of building a vocational building, or Aliyah.

He also knew, if Arul was not married, maybe he was a holic worker to forget to perfect himself as a Muslim man, what else if not married. Previously, it had crossed the mind of the young Ustadz, and a little worried, if he introduced Nabila with Arul, there would certainly be a term cinlok, love location.

"This is the first meeting, surely Arul will be more intense with Nabila." His mind was still struggling with his fear.

"Well, the name of man can only plan, the rest is up to God." Speech that is used as the ultimate weapon to dampen his inner turmoil.

Sometimes Ustadz Burhan, pretending to come to Abah's house, for various reasons, is obviously the most accurate reason, well, wanted to meet Nabila. If people are drunk in love, just look at the trunk of his nose is happy not to play.

Almost every night, the young Ustadz, who was also single, came to see Abah. Until Abah offended him, as he felt there was another reason Ustadz Burhan met Abah. Strangely enough, when Abah was still active in the foundation could actually count the fingers he came to the house.

"Han, really alesan you want to meet ane just please? No other meaning, right?"

"Be.be it Bah, it means nothing. If you used to be able to see Abah in the foundation every day. Now Abah rarely comes..."

"Yes, there's peanuts behind the rumpeyek." Syndic Abah.

"The stone behind the stone is probably what Abah means?"

"Yaelaaaah rather than just different contents just use your language Haaan..."

"Ente if you want to brew coffee directly to the kitchen, huh? If you're not home, there's business."

"Where is Bah?"

"What is Haaan..ente budek?!"

"Yes, Abah knows where it is."

"Haaan, you think ane is her personal assistant, who should know where she's going!"

"Sorry Baah..."

"Eh, be..te..we..ane denger hospital already has investors huh?"

"Betewe what Bah?"

"Bay The Way, for Christ's sake...Te...We aja you do not understand, young people less slang times huh?!"

"O Allah, Kirain mah Be..Te..We what...! Well, Abah knows where the investors are?"

"Haaan, the bila is staying with ane, so she's telling me..."

"Oh yes, insyallah Bah, there are those who want to participate in the investment, from Muslim Entrepreneur, Mas Arul Baaah...I know him."

"Si Arul, the contractor?"

"Yes Bah....Arul who built the Aliyah building."

"Good, maybe when you see him again..."

"Meet Aruuul means Bah?"

"Yeah same meeting with Arul.Why be you who surprised Han? If he met Arul wrong? Again, I know very well who Nabila is, and I believe he's not a macem. Again not the same Arulnya, the same as his other colleagues."

"Aah that's not Bah, I just now nanya, Nabila where, that Abah knows he went with Arul."

"Eh Burhan, how does ane not know, is he permission to go anywhere, as long as it's positive yah ane can't deny it either."

"Yaudah Bah, am I saying yes? Not good udag malem, later disrupt Abah Haji's rest."

"That's it, ane's turn to discuss the Arul you ask for a break."

"Well, Abah, there's no such thought."

"Udah laaaah don't lie, ane gini-gini was never young too Haan, so know very well the feelings of men if you already have a feeling. For ane it's a natural and normal thing, just how you work deeh....Hahaha..."

Abah had sensed, there was something Ustadz Burhan was hiding.

"Well that's true, there's still something you hide from ane. Kan Ane already said, if ane was ever young too."

"Yaudah Bah, I'm going home?"

"Yaudah, ati-ati, it's a bad feeling. Ane's advice, keep sharp stuff huh?"

"Why is it Baaah?"

"Fear you're using it for nothing....Haha..Ha...Young people." Abah is still the syndicate of Ustadz Burhan.

"Assalamu'alikum's chat...."

"Wa'laikum salam." Close Abah.

Ustadz Burhan left and left the Abah residence, just a few minutes apart, Nabila returned home.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Nabila's voice filled the empty space and the solitude of Abah.

"Wa'alikum greetings, uh you Bila...Just got Burhan back from here."

"Ngapain Bah?"

"He said it was aja, but almost every malem ane clay silaturahmi continued."

"Yes Bah.before leaving, if you contact Ustadz Burhan not raised-up his phone. Nabila wants him to come too."

"How many times did his HP die.How was the outcome of the meeting?"

"It has begun to take Bah seriously, there are two people who want to join for investment in the hospital."

"Good."

"Well, Nabila clean up first huh?"

"Oh yaudah."

When he went straight into the room, his whole body felt tired, all day activities. Arriving at Ustadz Burhan at home, he saw on his phone, several calls from Nabila that were missed.

"I forgot to bring my phone!"

He read the message on the application, 'Assalamualikum, Ustadz, tonight there is a meeting with Mas Arul and Tim, if Ustadz there is time we go together to meet? Sorry, the show was impromptu, and when I got word it was also impromptu. Wassalam.."

He immediately contacted Nabila and apologized, if he forgot to bring a mobile phone.

"Assalamu'alikum, If, I'm sorry I forgot my phone, how did the meeting go?"

"Heeem...Wa'alikum Salam, it's not what Ustadz is, they're okay anyway, and there's two investors who are in the management of the hospital."

"Allah, thank goodness."

"Yowis, am I taking a break, Stadz?So tired."

"Oh yes Bil...Sorry yeah..."

"Yes Ustadz is okay, do not get used to mobile phones, the same stuff itself just forget, what about the affairs of the heart ...Hehe..." Canda Nabila's.

"Well, you can do that."

"OK Yes, Assalamu'alikum."

"Wa'alikum Salam."

Nabila seemed to give the wind of heaven for him, or maybe Ustadz Burhannya just the ge-eran, and feel on the clouds. At least Nabila's words made his jealousy, for a while, and he felt that he was negligent, until several times Nabila tried to contact him.

"Duh, mobile phone pake miss everything, lose the same moment Nabila, if this is the case." Murmured Ustadz Burhan, whom he regretted with his negligence. If only he had not been negligent, maybe Ustadz Burhan could have talked a lot from heart to heart.

Connect >>>