Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
217. Ta'aruf
"Crazy how? Papi's idea is brilliant, Yum!"
"I'm not very happy I—"
"Bang Yunus ..," called a hijab-wearing woman who had just come, thus stopping what Yumna wanted to say.
"Eh, Naya." Ustad Yunus turned to him, and so did Papi Yohan.
"Why is it here? I'd rather wait for you there." Naya pointed at her desk, which was at the right end.
"Oh I'm sorry, Nay." Ustad Yunus immediately stood up, then gazed towards Papi Yohan. "Sorry, yes, sir. Then excuse me."
"But, Boy! You haven't ...." Papi Yohan wanted to ask about the answer to her request, only that unfortunately the man had already passed away with Naya towards his desk. Wanting to stand up to him, his hand was now held by Yumna, so Papi Yohan decided to sit back in his chair.
"But stop being silly! I told you that he and I were strangers! But why did Papi suddenly say that to her? He's a poor man, Pi! What if he were ge'er?" yumna growled with a reddened face, annoyed after hearing what her Papi said.
"You're poor or rich, Papi doesn't matter, Yum. What matters is that the person is good. But by the way ... the woman was ready Boy, huh? How soft is it from the way it's spoken?"
Papi Yohan looked at the two of them who were now sitting at his desk, his eyes squeaking full of curiosity.
"He said he wanted to meet his friend. Yes it means it's his friend, Pi," Yumna replied lazily.
"What time is a friend? I don't think it's possible to be his girlfriend." Papi Yohan shook his head in disbelief. But the glare of his eyes can not be separated to Ustad Yunus who is now ordering a menu.
"You know whoever that woman is, I don't care! Not important! Yes, I want to eat. I know very well, Pi!" Yumna snorted in annoyance, then waved her hand at the servant who had just passed by.
'Si Boy is a very nice guy, there are rarely good guys like him. Hopefully he and the girl had nothing to do with it, ' Inner Papi Yohan hoped.
"I'm sorry, Nay. If you make you wait a long time," said Ustad Yunus with a bad feeling. His hand then stretched out onto the table, then put a precious metal sovenir. "That's yours, so I give it back."
"Thank you, Bang." Naya smiled and picked up the thing. "But by the way ... That same woman was that brother? How do you guys look so familiar?" tanyanya turned her head towards Papi Yohan's desk. The old man there who was still watching him immediately smiled, then waved his hand.
"The fathers I saved, Nay, he was a hit and run victim. And her daughter was her son" Ustad Yunus explained, then returned Papi Yohan's hand with a wave as well.
"Oh that. Kirain I'm the girl was brother's girlfriend, keep brother want to be known with his Papa."
"Not really, I'm single, Nay." Ustad Yunus shook his head with a smile.
"Jomblo?" Naya stared in disbelief. "What time, Bang? Don't lie ah" he added with a headband.
"Yes, Nay."
"Don't tell me this brother claims to be single because from the beginning I said that I was single. Aye, right?" accuse Naya of suspicion. To the point that his forehead looks shriveled.
"No, Nay." Ustad Yunus chuckled while shaking his head. "I am single, seriously. Even seriburius if you don't believe."
"OK deh. I'll try to believe ... although still a bit doubtful," Naya replied with a laugh.
Shortly after, the orders of both of them came. Ustad Yunus decided to end the conversation because he chose to eat first. As he was going to return to talk and more seriously, there were still many things he wanted to say to Naya.
*
"Oh yes, Nay, can I not know ... your busyness now?" asked Ustad Jonah as their lunch ended. And the moment of conversation seems appropriate for now.
"I'm in college, Bang. But again apprenticeship as teachers, to fill free time," replied Naya, then turned around to ask. "What's your own thing?"
"I run a mosque, Nay. So marbot. But there is a business selling used motorcycles also for the side."
"How young? My man is old."
"How old is your brother?"
"It's like I said, Nay."
"Tell me, Bang. I'm curious."
"37 years."
"Wah .. turns out our difference is 16 years yes, Bang. I'm 21 this month."
"Yes, so it looks like I'm old, yeah, Nay." Ustad Yunus smiled awkwardly. I don't know why he hesitated to say something. 'Still very young, it turned out to be Naya. I was hesitant, afraid he would reject me.'
"Not old, Bang. It's called adult. If the old man was already above 50," replied Naya who looked much more relaxed, compared to Ustad Jonah who looked agitated with his sitting position.
"Eeemm .. You were Fahmi's girlfriend or what, Nay? Or just know him?" It is better for Ustad Jonah to ask other things first, in order to eliminate his groggy taste.
"Know only. I know him from IG, Bang. I thought he was a good guy, didn't know he was menggeselin."
"Oh that. It's good." Ustad Jonah nodded, then rubbed the sweat on his forehead.
"Abang himself was once married or had a girlfriend?"
"I'm a virgin, Nay. And I've never been in a relationship before."
"Seriously?" Naya stared in disbelief. Because there is rarely such a man. It could be 1 in 1000.
"Yes." Yeah." Ustad Yunus nodded. "Don't you believe me, Nay?"
"Believe don't believe it anyway, Bang. But his name is today, isn't it, yes. Let alone men, women are not virgins."
"Yes, anyway." Ustad Yunus seemed to agree with Naya's neutral-sounding opinion. "But we as humans must have our own beliefs, Nay. God willing we can avoid adultery in the world if we are close to God."
"Yes, Bang. Brother really." Naya nodded in agreement.
"Keep, Nay, do you have any intention of getting married now? Or wait to graduate from college?" asked Ustad Yunus curiously. This is what he wanted to ask since, and the reason to invite you to meet apart from giving a sovenir.
"Why, Bang?"
"Jawab first, let me explain later."
"If I don't have a target yes, Bang, want to marry when and at what age. As soon as you meet your soul mate," replied Naya who sounded simple. But the answer was it really made a bright light for Ustad Jonah.
"Seriously, Nay?" The man even smiled.
"Yes." Yeah." Naya nodded. "But why, Bang?"
"I have the intention of taking you ta'aruf. That's also if you don't mind, Nay," Ustad Yunus said solemnly. And Naya looked surprised to hear that.
"Ta'aruf?"
"Yes." Yeah." Ustad Yunus nodded. "Do you want to, Nay? Because I don't want to find a boyfriend, but I'm looking for a wife."
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