So Ustadz's wife, Bejo?

Come around

Arriving in Jakarta Bejo did not immediately bring Maura to his house but stopped by first to his Lama house for a break, before later in the afternoon continuing the journey to Maura's house.

Bejo anticipates going straight to Maura's house, fearing that it will not be a good welcome, so Bejo chooses to rest in his old house.

"Em, whose house is this?" maura asked confused because the house was quite spacious.

"Old house of my family, we rest at home for a while later in the afternoon we continue to your house." It was Bejo who made Maura sing her lips.

"Why not go straight to Abah's house anyway," complained Maura who really wanted to go home Abahan.

"We take a break first, the afternoon just leaves again."

"Bik Susi, please help her suitcase to bring to the room yes," Bejo told her maid.

"Alright Den," said Bik Susi with a medium-sized suitcase to the room Bejo following Bejo and Maura who also headed to the room.

"Rest first, or maybe you want to clean up, call me to congregational prayer."

"Heem." Maura looked at Bejo's departure and then changed to look at Bik Susi who was putting her suitcase.

"I'm sorry to go to Neng's kitchen, if you need something just call aunt, yes" he said then left the room.

Maura nodded her head then looked around observing whatever was in the room, satisfied to observe him then took his clothes and immediately went to the bathroom to clean himself, all take the water of ablution.

finished from the bathroom Maura was surprised when Bik Susi was in the room with a tray containing orange juz that looks very fresh.

"Eh, this neng Bibik bring orange juz and also a snack, please in the meal yes neng to fill the stomach neng."

"Yes Bik, thank you" said Maura looking pleased.

Maura immediately took a snack and orange juice to eat and drink it.

It feels relieved and fresh, then he began to observe again the contents of the room which is dominated by white.

The large house is not too luxurious but very neat and comfortable to live in.

Maura so thought, all this time she never knew and met with the Father or Mother of Bejo her husband, if this is her old house there should be dong parents but just now there was no yes, no, that was what Maura had in mind.

afraid of getting lost around alone he decided to go back to his room as soon as he had a little distance to walk, yes after drinking juz and eating snacks Maura decided to go out and walk a little, walk a little, when he wanted to return Maura crossed paths with Bejo who was teranyata looking for his existence.

"What are you doing here?" bejo asked who was relieved to be able to find Maura.

"Hehehe, out of the way this road wants to go back to the room but forget the way, seen the house is not so big but fit in a wide area as well yes," maura said while scratching her non-itchy hand.

"Hem, it's not big but it's quite spacious because there are many parks here, my mother used to love flowers because of that she added the garden on the side of the house." Bright Bejo.

"Yes, it's worth the pretty flowers, Mom, where do you think you don't look?" maura asked seriously.

"My mother is by God's side, she may be looking at us here." Bright Bejo with a sincere smile.

Maura who listened to Bejo's words that his mother had died the world was immediately silent, quite shocked but he was much more shocked when Bejo said it with a smile as if he was happy if his mother had died.

"Whoever they leave behind will be sad, I will, I smile because I am happy, happy because I believe that Mom is safe by her side, no one can be trusted in guard unless he is the creator."

"I'm sorry, I mentioned your mother, even when I thought badly of you, what you said was true, only I still couldn't accept a little return to her lap."

"No papa gradually also you can certainly accept it, the most important thing is that you continue to teach to be sincere, because iklas is difficult by learning God willing we will easily mengikhlaskan."

"Yes, I'm also studying hard,"

"Yes let's pray dhuhur after that meal, then we go to Abah's house." Bejo invited Maura to pray together, then had lunch and continued on the way to Abah's house.

The rapids will only take about forty-five minutes, so Bejo takes his car slowly.

Bejo drove his own car that he had left behind but was still well cared for by the housekeeper.

Maura began to ask many things, from the Existence of Bejo's father, his mother's kenpa could die, and so forth.

Bejo answered with a very good answer and easy to understand, Bejo did not cover anything that happened in his life.

"So, your mother died when you were a child, then your father married again and returned to Korea, after that you followed the zainal customs so." Summarize Maura after hearing Bejo's explanation.

"Rubber," Bejo replied, nodding his head.

"You should be very close to Ustadz Zainal and his family. But how could you ever want to be married to me?" asked Maura curiously.

"Other times I'm clear, we've arrived, you want to stop by and not buy something like that?" ask Bejo who runs his car slowly.

"Em, stop by by by me how?"

"Can." Bejo parked his car in a self-service. They mamapir to just search by by for people home.

well even though they do not know the people the house likes or does not the most important good intentions.

Maura, who knew little about Bejo, began to act a little soft, not judes like before. Perhaps her humanity empathized to hear the story if Bejo's mother had died.

They shop together like other newlyweds, ask each other what fruit can be bought, sometimes Maura try Bejo by throwing the fruit towards Bejo make it unprepared was a wave.

" Hihi, who's ready to dong, cook so you can't." Maura's ejek with a satisfied smile pranks Bejo.

"Sorry mbak, please the fruit is not made throw yes, later if it falls Mabknya must pay even though it does not intend to buy it." One of the swalaya officers.

"Hehe, yes mbk sorry, I don't repeat it anyway." chirped Maura who got a reprimand from a self-service officer.

"Everything does not like jail, can be reprimanded. Which one to buy."

"This one, this is the same." pointed Maura, at citrus fruits, grapes and mangosteen.

Bejo took another three kilos of medium-sized apples, because he thought it seemed like Apples would be fresh to eat at any time.

Maura, who saw Bejo pick up an apple, pouted away.