Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Korean Mosque

It is spring in Korea. Flowers bloom. The weather is very sunny, not too hot and also not cold.

Isma ran down the street full of cherry blossoms, Prince followed her from behind while filming his wife.

Sometimes Isma turns and welcomes the falling flowers.

"It's like in a Korean drama. . ." Her cry happily told Prince.

"Happy darling?" Ask Prince.

Isma nodded with a smile. Then back to running.

They are now in Korea. In a country that is very beautiful, thick culture and also very friendly inhabitants.

"Mas, I want to eat ice cream." Approaching Prince and pointing to the ice cream bus across the street.

"Ok, here's his hand."

Isma gave her hand, Prince held the hand and they crossed the street hand in hand.

Once there, Prince ordered a cup of Isma's favorite vanilla ice cream jumbo.

"Mas, don't buy?" Isma asked to find Prince only paying for ice cream.

"One of them. So romantic as in the drama." Prince said casually.

They are looking for a place to enjoy ice cream. As soon as he reached the chair laid out on the side of the road, Isma immediately devoured his ice cream by bringing it behind her veil.

"This. . . Help hold the veil, baby." Prince's advice is to take over the tip and center of Isma's veil.

Now both Isma's hands focus on holding the ice cream, while Prince only partially stretched the tip of Isma's veil.

"Mas want?" Isma is throwing ice cream at Prince.

Prince opened his mouth, then Isma immediately fed the ice cream to Prince.

"Where? Yummy, right?"

"Sweet, as sweet as Mas." The Goda Prince that Isma ignores.

"Honey to eat ice cream slowly. Must be the mouth."

"Biarin. Don't look too, you'll close the veil." Keep enjoying the ice cream.

After the ice cream is gone. Isma and Prince continued their walk towards the Mosque. Because soon the time will come.

"This mosque is often just I see it on TV. This time I can set foot in this mosque." Celoteh Isma was happy.

"This mosque was built in 1974 and began to be used in 1976 is a combination of Korean government donations, as well as mosque construction money from a joint venture of other Islamic countries." Prince is historic about this mosque in Korea.

"So, Islam has existed for a long time in Korea?" Ask Isma.

"Yes dear. Islam has existed since the mosque was founded. It's just that, back then they were so minority, that not much is known." Obviously Prince.

"Alhamdulillah yes Mas, now Islam has begun to spread in Korea. There are many Muslims, though still a minority." Isma.

"Yes, honey. It has grown faster than ever. There are even some Korean artists who also eventually converted to Islam." Prince.

"O yeah? Wow Daebakk. . ." Said Isma using Korean which he had often heard from people around him when he saw something extraordinary.

"Darling to know what that means?" Ask Prince.

A moment Isma smiled, then she pulled Prince's hand to immediately enter the Mosque.

"I don't know what it means. But it doesn't seem like an oath. So it's safe." Say

Prince smiled at Isma's explanation. Then he ran small so he could align his footsteps with his wife.

While Isma and Prince perform zuhur prayer. In Jakarta, Rina and Bimo are faced with a very tiring office problem.

The sheer volume of data mismanagement, chaotic administration and scattered monthly, weekly and daily reports forced them to postpone lunchtime.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Yesterday I took a few days off. . ." Her speech stammered.

"I've also been on vacation. But never neglect my work. My duties and responsibilities are well done. And you. . . Just because of some heart leave, everything is falling apart?" Continue Rina still with her loud screams.

"Rudi, it's good now that you get everything done. Fix all this confusion. I'll wait until 10 tonight." Bimo.

"Good, Sir. I will do it and finish it immediately. Thank you very much, sir. I'm sorry about Rina." He bowed his head towards Rina and Bimo.

Bimo just nodded slowly, while Rina instead turned her eyes away.

"Good luck. . ." Strictly Rina, then passed leaving the room.

Bimo left the room. He followed his wife's steps towards the roof.

While the staff named Rudi was staring cynically at the departure of his two superiors. He was offended and angry at his superior's treatment.

"Newly become assistant boss aja belagu. Remember Rina, I'll make you regret ever yelling at me." His bluff was full of anger and revenge.

And now Rina stood staring at the vast world. He was standing on the roof of the company building.

"Darling. . ." Call Bimo over to Rina.

Hugged Rina from behind, in her kiss on Rina's shoulder.

"Don't think too much. Honey also should not be angry like before, everything can be discussed well." Bimo whispers.

"So according to Mas Bimo I was wrong?" Kinda upset.

"It's not so, honey. Mas is just worried Rudi is hurt, keeps her revenge just as dear, and. . ."

"He's not responsible, Mom. How can you leave without giving your duties to someone else." Rutuk Rina is upset.

"He forgot, baby. His name is also ordinary man. He's wrong, but we shouldn't be so hard either." Obviously Bimo is trying to give some understanding.

"Can't do that, Mom. If we don't insist they're getting worse." Curiously annoyed.

"Yes, baby's right. But, Rudi had also apologized, right. So we'll give him a chance."

Rina hush. Actually he's still very upset. He just doesn't want to be stamped by a secretary who's not right. Especially as long as Prince is on leave.

And also since Prince moved to a company in Korea, Rina and Bimo who became his trust to stop the company.

"Our job is heavy, Mom. I just don't want the Boss to be disappointed. He entrusted everything to the same of the two of us, he didn't even appoint a new CEO. Because he thought if the order of the bosses changed, all the employees would be affected." Isma.

"Yes, I understand."

He embraced his wife to calm his feelings that still did not subside.

"Actually I was confused and moved, dear. Mas is nobody. Know the bosses in the company. But with complete trust the Boss asked Mas to stop the company. In fact, Mas used to dislike it and Mas also punched the Boss in the face." He started telling stories.

"You can, I'm fighting the Boss?" Tanya Rina was curious.

"Yes, first. Boss ever wanted to fire Isma because Isma did not want to accept his love. The boss had just gotten married at the time." Evidently.

Lina frowned. He's never heard this story. Yes, Bimo only tells about Isma and Prince who love each other.

"That means they've liked each other for a long time? Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"Mas guess Isma always told the same story dearly. Aren't you guys in office?"

"That's why I'm upset, angry and jealous of Isma, Mas. He kept a lot of things from me. He knows a lot about Isma. I guess, I took Mas from Isma." Said slowly.

Slowly Rina turned her body until they looked at each other. Bimo smiled looking at Rina's sad face. He put his wife's cheek gently on.

"Mas don't leave me, yeah. . ." She said as she wrapped her hands around her husband.

Bimo nodded, then gently stroked Lina's back, giving her a kiss on the top of Rina's head.

Connect. . .