Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
241. Thank you sign
'What said? Mas Boy's? So disgusted!' Yumna mumbled in the heart.
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Ceklek~
After a few hours, the door of the ward was finally opened slowly and Ustad Jonah came out from there.
"Miss Yumna ..," she muttered in surprise, seeing the woman's presence. But he immediately reviewed the smile and threw his gaze at Mami Soora who had just stood up.
"Well done, boy? How'd it go?" mami Soora asked with a smile. She also glanced at the glass door for a moment, to see her husband. And it was clear there that the old man was sleeping soundly in bed. 'Sleeping papi? Praise God .. May the peace be, Pi, ' his mind is full of gratitude.
Almost three days in a row, her husband could not sleep at all because of the fear of continuing to meet with grandparents.
After taking sleeping pills and being able to sleep, it did not last long. His sleep never got better. So that's the reason Mami Soora is grateful, seeing her husband can sleep now. Because of course she was also dizzy, with what her husband experienced.
"His God, Mom. Everything's gonna be okay now. And if you're curious about what we just said ... You can just ask Om Yohan, huh? After he wakes up. Because he fell asleep."
'What said? Om?' Yumna's ears suddenly itchy to hear the man calling the title 'Om' for his Papi. And it seems obvious, if he doesn't accept it. "God! Who did you call? About Yohan? Not very polite, yes! Call my Papi Om! You think you're his nephew, huh?!" he snarled while glaring.
"Yumna! You're nothing, anyway! Keep talking!" firmly Mami Soora reprimanded her son. Also directly holding the wrong wrist firmly. "Sorry, Boy .. Sometimes this Yumna likes to slide her brain. So his speech was original," he added with an uneasy feeling staring at Ustad Yunus.
"Just slide it! Mami's brain is sliding!" yumna answered nyerocoh, but she immediately got a toyoran in her head which of course from her mother.
"That's okay, ma'am," replied Ustad Yunus with a smile.
"Thank you, too, Boy, help Auntie's husband. Auntie's so happy to see her sleeping."
"Lebayyy ...!" sahut Yumna with disgust.
"Yesterday, Om Yohan couldn't sleep, Mom?"
"Yes." Yeah." Mami Soora nodded. "Yesterday he had trouble sleeping. Never had peace. Oh yeah, Boy. Can Auntie ask for your number?"
"What the hell are you doing, Mi? No pen—"
"Diem!" mami Soora to her son. And glaring at. After that the glare of his eyes returned to normal as he stared at Ustad Jonah. "Can you, Boy, Auntie ask for your number? Not aunty wants to be flirtatious, but maybe Aunty needs something about Aunty's husband problems. So good to call you right away."
'Alaah .. is indeed the basis of this flirtatious Mami! Just reason. Some want to flirt also look around dong should. Kere men are being penetrated!' inner Yumna with monyong lips.
"Come on, Mom." Ustad Yunus nodded, then reached into his trouser pocket to retrieve the phone. Then mention some of those numbers so that Mami Soora records them.
"Miscall aunt, huh, Boy?"
"Yes." Yeah." Ustad Yunus nodded and before long a new number arrived at his phone. "Well in, Mom."
"Don't forget to save, yeah, Boy. Her name is Mami Yumna beautiful beauty."
"Nrank ...!" Yumna rolled her eyes lazily. "Still wait for me everywhere times, than Mommy."
Mami Soora then reached into the branded bag she had been holding since, then took a small brown envelope and stretched it out to Ustad Yunus. "Here, Boy."
Yumna who saw it suddenly rounded her eyes. He also believes—if what his mother wants to give is money. But when he was about to seize the object, his mother immediately prevented it as well while glaring at him again.
"That's what, Mom?" ustad asked Yunus puzzled, but he had not taken the envelope.
"It's money, Boy, nothing. Consider it a thank you sign. Come on, grab it, boy!" pinta Mami Soora is a little pushy.
"No, ma'am," Ustad Yunus refused with a sash of his head, followed by a thin, charming smile on his face. "I'm happy to help Om Yohan. And sincere too. Then excuse me, Mom. Assalamualaikum."
Without waiting for an answer to his greeting, Ustad Jonah had already bowed politely and passed from there.
Seeing her like that, Mami Soora then gave the brown envelope in her hand to Roni, saying, "Antar the Boy came home, Ron. And make sure this envelope is received by him. If not ... You I fired!"
"But, Mi, it's him—"
"Good, Mom!" Roni nodded obediently, then immediately ran after Ustad Jonah before he lost track.
Yumna who saw him again could only resist being annoyed. And honestly he was very sorry to see the behavior of his mother who thought it was so excessive. "I think this mom is overkill! No need to give all the money!" his grunts while stomping his feet in place.
"Udah, don't protest! Money is also money Papi, not your money! Why are you bothering anyway, Yum?" Mami Soora seemed unconcerned by what Yumna said. Soon he pulled his son's hand to enter the nursery.
'Surely the Poor Ustad was just pretending, refusing money from Mami. I'm sure very, very ... out of here he must have received it and cheered cheerfully,' his mind guessed while snorting.
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Unfortunately, Yumna's guess missed. The envelope containing the money was not at all accepted by Ustad Yunus despite Roni's repeated seducing him.
"Ustad .. please take this. That sustenance can't be denied, Ustad. I beg ...," pinta Roni who is still trying. Both are now in front of the mosque.
"It is not that I refuse sustenance, Mr. Roni, but I have said it with his wife Om Yohan. So your boss doesn't have to give me anything else. Thank you is more than enough."
"But I came all the way here and asked Ustad for help. And Ustad has also been chatting for hours with Mr Yohan, but time got nothing? Did Ustad not lose?"
"In terms of helping someone who is in trouble .. there will be no loss as long as we can, sir. We also get a reward." Ustad Yunus' explanation is correct. But today certainly people who have such thoughts are rarely there. "Yes yes, sir. Soon want Zuhur. I'm gonna take a shower and make an adhan first."
"But, Ustad! This is what about ...." Roni's words hung just like that, when the man in front of him had already passed into the mosque.
I want him to catch up, and force him. But it didn't taste good, let alone the man was an Ustad who was definitely so respected.
"Duh ... How is this? I might lose my job if I bring home an envelope. Where it's a lot more." Roni scratched her head hair, while walking pacingly watching the envelope in her hand.
It feels so confused.
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