Sincerity of Love JONATHAN

265. Bouquet

"Yes, it's up to you. Then I'll go inside again." Lazy to argue and still a lot of work, Ustad Jonah finally said that for the sake of being able to leave Yumna.

The woman immediately smiled. I don't know why he was happy. Then after that, he left the mosque by riding a taxi car. Which intentionally waited.

"Luckily the contents of my wallet are all safe," he muttered with a sigh of relief.

***

Nightfall.

A man got down from a black car that stopped in front of the courtyard of Ustad Yunus' house.

Umi Mae who was inside the stall seemed to be wondering, looking at the foreign man who was now heading towards the door of his house. But his hand held a bouquet of white roses.

Before the man knocked on the door, he came to him first.

"Company ...."

"I'm sorry, who is this, huh?" cut Umi Mae quickly.

The man wearing the red long stelan immediately turned his head. Both corners of her lips were raised. "Sorry, Mom. Is this really Ustad Jonah's house?"

"true." Umi Mae nodded. "But who is it, huh? And what's it gonna do to come here?"

"I'm a courier from the florist, ma'am. Want to deliver flowers to Ustad Jonah."

"Oh that. I'm Uminya, and it just so happens that my son is no longer home. Is it okay ... if I only accept it, Mom?"

"Byeah, Mom." The man gave a bouquet of medium-sized flowers to Umi Mae's hand, then gave her a note and pen. "Please sign, ma'am. Proof that the flowers I sent were received."

"Yes, Mum." Umi Mae nodded, then immediately signed.

"Yes, if you'll excuse me, Mom. Good night."

"Night" replied Umi Maryam with a smile while looking at the bouquet of flowers. And the delivery courier got into his car and then left. "Cambodio ... Jonah bought all the flowers. What do you think about the woman in the closet who took the picture, huh?" guess happy.

"Assalamualaikum, son," he said as the call was picked up by the other side.

"Greetings, Umi."

"Did Umi bother you?"

"Neither Umi. Why, huh?"

"This ... Your order flowers have arrived. And Umi accepted it because you weren't home."

"Order flowers?" Ustad Jonah was silent for a while, and then in the next second he continued. "But I didn't order flowers, Umi."

"No message? This is proof that the flowers are the same as Umi." Umi Mae frowned, she looked confused, but could not believe what the child said. That man may have covered it up on purpose. "You don't lie, Nus ... I know you have a candidate. Surely this flower you want to love to the woman whose picture you keep in the closet, right?"

"When did you see the photo of the woman in my closet?"

"Yesterday" replied Umi Mae. "But, he's your candidate. And this flower for her?" tanyanya.

"If about the woman my candidate is right, Umi. Thank God I was with him. But if it's about flowers .. by Allah, I don't order those flowers. Maybe the wrong address."

"But he was fitting to come this is the house of Ustad Jonah or not. Then he knows dong, if you have a house."

"Maybe Yunus Ustad next time, Mi."

"In our RT ... Jonah's name is how many? The feeling is you're the only one?" Umi Mae looks confused.

"I'll be home in a few hours, Mi. We'll talk about it again when I get home, yeah, let's be good."

"OKAY. Be careful when you get home."

"Yes, Umi" replied Ustad Yunus, then disconnected the phone.

...Who can be afraid, who is that flower from?? 🤔...