Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

240. My wife-to-be

"He's my future wife, Om."

"WHAT?! Wife-to-be?" Papi Yohan called out in surprise. Both of his eyes were perfectly rounded.

"Yes. But why, Om?" Ustad Yunus looked astonished, with an expression shown by the man beside him. Because he thinks it's too much.

'Kok even a wife candidate, anyway?' Papi Yohan reflexively touched his chest which suddenly throbbed in pain. 'Should've just been Yumna, who was Boy's wife. I want him to be my son-in-law.'

"Of! Why?" Ustad Yunus then moved his five fingers to the face of Papi Yohan. Because it just so happened that the man was stunned, instead of answering the question. "Of!"

"Ah, yes!" Papi Yohan was shocked. Then he rubbed his face and looked directly at Ustad Jonah. "Why, Boy?"

"I should ask, Why is this? How to fuck."

"Om heartbroken like, Boy," he replied with a disappointed look, his lips whining.

"Why heartbreak?"

"Because you've got a future wife, Om thinks you're a jomke, Boy."

"What is jomke?"

"Jomblo kece."

Ustad Yunus immediately chuckled, as it was funny to hear an abbreviation that the man mentioned. "Om it's just there, yeah."

"You're laughing, anyway, Boy. Though Om sad ...."

"Related, Om? Why, if I already have a candidate?"

"Om wants you to be Om's son-in-law, Boy. Did you not understand too? Kan Om from earlier already gave the same code to you," said Papi Yohan blatantly.

"My son and I told you back then that we were just strangers. So why would Om want me to be Om's son-in-law?"

"Well, if you're strangers, what's wrong with knowing each other first? Probably suitable. Can get married. Om also wanted to see Yumna get married, Boy. Sometimes her son is also difficult to manage. And it's like if you're the same. You look calm and patient, while Yumna is stubborn. So you'll complement each other, and you can guide her into a much better person." What Papi Yohan said was as she wished.

Although he did not know more about Ustad Yunus, and only met twice with today but somehow, he felt he already had a strong chemistry with the man. Also very sure—if Ustad Yunus is a man who is very compatible with his son.

"I'm sorry, Om. I have a candidate and I like it. Hopefully Om can find a suitable son-in-law for Miss Yumna, yes, and that fits what Om wants."

"Yes ..," replied Papi Yohan half insincerely. "But roughly, Boy. If you later marry your candidate ... do you want to invite Om? We're the best friend now, right?"

"Yes if Om will .. I insya Allah will invite Om."

"Aren't you ready for the date yet, boy? Oh yes ... He also has hotel contacts. If you want to ask later, maybe you and your candidate are looking for hotel building services for your wedding."

"Later, Om. Haven't been there yet. And the date issue I haven't prepared yet, because I haven't gotten approval from my prospective parents."

"Not yet to be approved, Boy?" Papi Yohan looked astonished. "Lho .. said you said that the woman was your future wife? That means you're going to marry her, huh? Continue ... Why haven't you received approval from your parents?"

Should, the content of their chat is to focus on the intentions of Papi Yohan who will embrace Islam. About the description of the Islamic story to be described by Ustad Yunus.

But strangely, what they discussed earlier was precisely about the relationship of Ustad Jonah with Naya. And like there has been no stopping point, because Papi Yohan was said to be very kepo.

"He was my future wife, Om. But we're both in ta'arufan. And we also agreed .. if you both feel fit, then I will come to his house. Asking for blessing and proposing to her."

"Not dating, Om. But ta'aruf."

"Intermediately?"

"Surely different, Om. In Islam itself dating is actually not allowed, because it is haram. Therefore ... Muslims are encouraged to do ta'aruf, which is like the introductory stage .. before they finally get married."

"Oh ... Um even new horrors, there's ta'aruf everything, Boy." Papi Yohan was seen scratching his head hair. "Eemm .. Yes, you try to take Ta'aruf Yumna with you, Boy. Let you choose later, what suits you is Yumna or the woman you like. Who knows, you might change your mind. Aye, right?"

Apparently Papi Yohan here has not given up, still continues to seduce.

"I'm sorry, Om, I can't" Ustad Yunus refused with a sledgehammer. "Then it would be the same as me toying with Naya, because my intentions are both serious. And I also can not be that easy to establish ta'aruf with a woman, if not that woman I really like. If I can be honest ... Naya was also the first, Om."

"Oh that. It's okay, Boy. Yumna will be the second person."

"meaning?" Ustad Jonah stared somewhat surprised.

"Ah means this. If you do not become the same Naya, then later you will find again. And you can be the same Yum—"

"Om ..," interrupted Ustad Yunus quickly, who long looked tired because this discussion had no end. "The discussion of my personal matters is quite here, huh? We go straight to the main discussion. I'll tell you about the history of Islam."

"Okay, Boy." Papi Yohan nodded in agreement, even though he was not satisfied chatting earlier. But he also did not want to make the atmosphere so uncomfortable. Ustad Jonah will meet him again.

"Lho, Mi, is Mami outside? Why don't you get into the cementine Papi?"

Outside the room, there was Yumna who had just come with a few plastic bags in her hand. He looked astonished, seeing his Mama who was standing at the door with Roni.

"That, Yum. There's the Boy, he ...." Not yet Mami Soora continued her words, but Yumna had been hunted to see it from the door glass and suddenly she was surprised.

"Why is Poor Ustad here? Isn't our business in order?!"

The woman's emotions suddenly boiled. Both of his hands immediately clenched and one of them was about to open the door. Unfortunately, Mami Soora directly prevents.

"What do you want, Yum? Don't come in!" prohibit it strictly.

"Mommy don't see what?! That's him talking to Papi!" Yumna pointed at the glass while glaring. "Surely he'll ask for money, Mi!"

"What the hell are you, Yum."

"What mom? He's the one who donated his blood to Papi, Mi! And surely the reason came because he wanted to ask for money!" accusation defames.

"Si Boy came because of Roni, Yum. And he's not here to ask for money. But I'm gonna call Papi!" emphatically Mami Soora told.

"What else, anyway? Is Papi lacking blood?" Yumna looks so hot. His head was also hot because he had not managed to vent his emotions. He was eager to go in there, and cast Ustad Jonah out of his Papa's presence. But unfortunately, Mami Soora continues to prevent.

"Your father was bullied by Grandpa-grandparents!" he said, then pulled the child's hand to sit together in the long chair. "Udah mending we just sit here, let them chat. It's all for your Papa's good, too."

"The fire was just hallucinating, Mi! Papi should have been taken to a psychiatrist! Not even chatting with Poor Ustad, because there will be no manfa .. eemmmpptt!" Yumna's words immediately stopped, when Mami Soora closed her lips with her hands. Because his loud voice was enough to disturb the atmosphere of the hospital and make his ears hurt.

"You can't be a girl, don't be a girl! And don't call him Poor Ustad, Yum! But call him Mas Boy!"

...Aduuh ... Mami, don't follow Papi, deh 🤣🤣...