Young Jurist

172. Tyre leaking

"Rey, among the three of them who's roughly unmarried?" whispered Andre slowly.

Reyhan chuckled as Andre asked like that.

"Your eyes can't tell which one is the same one who's not married?"

Andre snorted in annoyance because Reyhan said so instead. Her friends are on average married, making her also want to feel the pleasure of a wedding.

But he does not want to go the wrong way in choosing women like before. And if you remember that, he was very grateful to Reyhan who was willing to help save her from the matre chick.

Though he used to do something bad to Reyhan because of a woman.

Andre was just silent while observing the 3 women. Wishing his soul mate is a sholihah woman, even though he is not yet a sholih man.

'The most beautiful and prepared drink was definitely Reyhan's wife. There's no way I'm approaching him, can be docked with Reyhan later. Next to her stomach is a little big, it seems to be pregnant, maybe Bayu's wife. One is still flat, but unfortunately does not look at his face, young or old. Just be curious, why cover up? Eh but Bayu's wife also covered her face. Do not-don't the two women have a face that is not beautiful so not confident, then they deliberately cover her. It was Reyhan's wife who was a beautiful angel level despite wearing a wide headscarf also did not cover her face.' Andre monologues himself in heart. Although he wants to have a sholihah wife, facial beauty is also still one of the standards of his assessment.

"Dead who wears a hijab navi doang who is not married. But he's the son of the leader of the boarding school." whispered Reyhan who saw Andre still seriously looking at the 3 women. But you can't look at a woman for too long.

Instantly Andre swallowed the saliva, goosebumps with the post of the veiled woman's father. What is he who is only a crumb of rempeyek. But he was still curious as to what his face was like.

After being content to chat, Rosyidah said goodbye, because in the afternoon he had to teach children to read the Qur'an at home. And a long time lapse, then Andre said goodbye to go home.

On the way, he saw a woman crouching beside his car. Hurry up, he approached, who knew the woman needed help.

"Hey, can I help you?" with a friendly smile Andre greeted. Rosyidah turned her head towards the voice.

The two look at each other, and realize that they have just met at Reyhan's house.

"The tires are leaking" said Rosyidah flat, but his voice felt beautiful in Andre's hearing.

"Sit down first, let me change the tires."

"It seems I can't calm down, because this afternoon the children are waiting for me." murmured Rosyidah, who can still be heard by Andre, because their distance is very close.

Andre scrunched his forehead as Rosyidah spoke of the child. All he knew from Reyhan was that she was single, and then whose child did she mean?

'Is she a widow with many children? Ah must have Reyhan deliberately pranked me.' Andre's inner self was upset.

He returned to focus on removing one by one spare part in the tire. Rosyidah keeps looking at the clock. Andre who saw the woman was riled up, because repeatedly looking at the clock offered the help of others.

"If you are waiting for your child, just use my bike first. I'll take your car to your house."

"Don't worry, Reyhan is the guarantee, if until I darken your car." added Andre again with a chuckle.

He understood that the woman in front of him was currently in standby mode, because they had only met and did not know each other. There will be prejudice in his heart.

"Alright I agree, thank you for the offer." said Rosyidah finally. Andre smiled as he handed over the keys to his bike.

Rosyidah drove the bike slowly while praying that the man really wanted to help him and did not have bad intentions on him.

While Andre, he continued to look at the departure of the woman who he thought was mysterious, because his face was not at all visible, only his eyes were blinking beautifully. Until when Rosyidah was not seen, he went back to doing his job, changing the tyres.

Arriving at home, it is true Rosyidah's assumption, that TPA's children are waiting for her. Now they're playing a chase.

Rushing Rosyidah parked his bike to any place, then ran a little into the house to clean up and began teaching the children.

Haji Dahlan who had just returned home attended an important event, frowned when there was a motorbike parked as good as his own jidat. Rushing he entered the house and asked about the owner of the motorbike.

Umi Sofiah who did not know anything just shook her head, because since then she was in the kitchen. Haji Dahlan asked Rosyidah. But seeing his son who was passionately conveying knowledge, made him undo his intention to ask. Haji Dahlan returned to the main house to do important tasks.

"Geez, why did I forget what his name was and where his house is." - Andre.

He immediately contacted Reyhan asking about the woman. Luckily Reyhan immediately replied to his message, so that he could be calmer. After spending a few minutes, finally the tire was successfully replaced. He immediately drove the car to the address given by Reyhan.

"Huh, how big the cottage is. My guts seemed to start shrinking, but they had not yet gone inside." murmured Andre again. But as the day approached the Maghreb, he also had to go home soon. Finally he drove his car into the cottage.

Haji Dahlan who heard the roar of the car, immediately came out to see who was coming. He frowned when Rosyidah's car stopped at his house.

'Who was in that car?" inner Haji Dahlan wondered.

While Andre was still in the car, seeing Haji Dahlan who was standing in front of the door and looked like he was staring at him began to feel groggy.

'Oh my goodness, just saw that his father was already keder.' Repeatedly Andre took a long breath and then exhaled slowly. Then he got out of the car.

"Assalamu'alaikum sir" said Andre as he bowed to pay his respects to the slightly mushy middle-aged man. And if only Andre greetings are still memorized outside the head.

He immediately explained the meaning of his arrival to the cottage. Haji Dahlan was bearded and smiled with relief at his explanation.

Haji Dahlan also invited Andre into the house. Not wanting to waste time, Andre immediately stepped foot following the Hajj Dahlan.