The Love Of Bad Boy

Chapter 29 Choose which

Zen drove his vehicle to East Jakarta, to an area that will be studied and filled by Fikri. Ustad Fikri who was originally from Jombang then inevitably he contacted several pilgrims in Jakarta, Jakarta, Zen as one of the njai Online pilgrims who were raised by Ustad Fikri immediately agreed to take his teacher to an area. Zen was busy developing his business, but the busyness in his career did not make Mr. Ahmed's youngest solidify himself for his ribs. He did not have time like most people who would attend from assembly to assembly, his schedule was so crowded. He only had time at night, Di accompanied by a Ustad who also took care of Najai Online, Gus Nur Alim Kyai Masduki's son.

During the trip, Zen only focused on the hole that was on the road. He carefully avoids the hole not because he is worried that the luxury car is scuffed, but more to adab provide comfort to a teacher. Zen sat alone in the front seat, Ustad Fikri with Gus Alim sitting in the back seat. It seems that Zen is getting closer to the rib when Ustad Fikri asks about his status.

“Bang Zen is married?” ask ustad Fikri while holding Zen's shoulder from behind.

Zen glanced towards the rearview and slightly lowered his head.

“Not yet ustad, haven't met.”  Zen.

“Not met what's a perfect day?” Ask Gus Alim with Madurese accent.

“Lah not yet ustad, haven't met. Yesterday had met but seemed to lose start..” Zen said.

The two ustads behind Zen also laughed at Zen's innocent answer.

“How long is it bang?” Ask Ustad Fikri.

“Almost 29 Ustad.” Zen said honestly.

Ustad Fikri is also mangosteen.

‘What's the same bang Zen only yes I introduce students Umi, yesterday.” Ustad Fikri said in heart.

A few days ago, a woman was looking for a mate. Feeling worried because he was chosen because his parents were also because of his beauty and position. He actually wants to go through the taaruf road, where the process before the khitbah. He had actually applied several times but because he felt he was loved for his advantages, the student of Ustad Fikri's wife wanted to be chosen because of wealth, rank and beauty. Just going back to ask UStad Fikri instead had to hold back his curiosity, because Zen stopped his car. They had been waiting for some of the organizers on the side of the road. Ustad Fikri also headed to the pulpit that has been prepared. While Zen is welcome to sit right between the scholars and the elders in the area. Zen was just embarrassed, he just sat down and was insecure. If people will be busy berselfie ria when it can sit near the scholars that are known to many people, in contrast to Zen. For him enough he who knows can be close and serve what he can help those called scholars without the world knowing if he is close to the scholar. Zen continues to learn a lot including setting the heart.

Zen just looked down while listening to what Ustad Fikri said. When the banquet for the Fikri Zen ustad also participated in the Fikri lineup.

‘Ya Allah gini it feels deket ma people who are glorified in the world, let alone close to people who are glorified in the hereafter… this is the brain why think sweet-sweet mulu... Yes Allah.. soul mate yes Allah..let the brain does not travel mulu...’ inner Zen inflamed when re-thinking about soul mate. At the end of this he often confuses anything with a soul mate. Maybe it's called tranquility, Zen has not had the calm because it has not married. Ustad Fikri and Gus Alim talked quite seriously. Arriving when he returned home, Zen immediately directed his vehicle to the airport again. While still on the way, Ustad Fikri broke the silence. And made Zen's heart cheerfully cheer.

“Bang Zen, Yesterday the wife asked for a young man who is well established, handsome and also good. I think for the last criterion, bang Zen got.” Ustad Fikri.

Ustad Fikri had already asked about Zen's personality to Gus Alim. So there is no doubt to introduce Zen to his wife's students who are also worried about marriage.

‘Ya Kariiiimm's…. Quickly Yes Allah ngabulin prayer I..’ Joy Zen happy heart.

“Zen.. Zen...” PAnggil Gus Alim.

“I-iya Gus.” Answer Zen.

“How to ta’aruf same student Umi Nai?” Ask Gus Alim directly.

Zen was glued for a moment, then he ventured to be frank.

“Wah, I feel inappropriate Ustad, Gus...” Zen replied softly, but his gaze was still staring at the streets that occasionally had holes.

“Loh why can say inappropriate, do not know yet?” Ask Ustad Fikri objected.

“Well I'm former Bad Boy, his student yes time Ustad..” Zen replied back with a heavy breath.

Ustad Fikri and Gus Alim laughed at Zen's reply.

“Mantan…. The important thing is to know first, which is the problem of this woman. She's not pretty, she's nobody. About this you will not be equal to him with all his shortcomings. Well, just meet me first. Next week at home there is a school. You came yes, I introduced the girl.” Ustad Fikri.

“Already Zen, ntar with me to there.” Gus Alim persuaded the doubtful Zen.

“Taaruf aja first, if it does not fit yes it is okay.” Ustad Fikri.

“Well Tadz, Gus. I want... “ Zen Say.

‘Ya Allah... actually cepet actually granted prayer, but kok ati still ngarep Oliv ya..’ Inner Zen.

Suddenly, after driving Gus Alim to his residence after returning from the airport, Ibu Nuril contacted Zen.

“Zen, pick up mama and Papa. Zain went straight to his in-laws' house. All of you are acquaintances with your children, papa.” said the mother.

“But Ma, Ze-“

“Nothing but-but, anyway now here, earlier said you just returned home nganter Gus Alim. Mama has been waiting. Mama send Sherlock.” Said Bu Nuril quickly and closed the call.

“Yes Rabbi…. Once it comes anyway bertubi-tubi.kalau will be willing to choose which one…” Gumam Zen worried because already will be acquainted with the student wife Ustad Fikri and now he will also get acquainted with the son of his papa friend.