Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
264. Sounds familiar
"All the inmates were one cell with Udin on the pass out, sir. His parents Udin let alone his Papa. He ran amok at the police station and broke some seats."
"Why did all the prisoners pass out?"
"Maybe mabok, the same smell of keteknya the Udin."
"Ohh .. yes already. If Udin's family doesn't accept it, you ignore it, San. Let the police handle it."
"But Mr. Sugiono insisted that he wanted to meet with Mr. What's that, sir?"
"Who is Sugiono?" Joe's forehead flinched.
"His father was Udin, his name was Sugiono. He also said that if you don't want to meet him and don't want to free Udin, he will take revenge."
"Just ignore it." Joe doesn't seem to care, nor does he want to take a headache. To him, the problem was settled now. "Where are you now? Is it still at the police station?"
"I'm home, I'm home. But I was prevented from going home and I almost fainted too, sir. I wear a mask quite thick."
"Why?"
"Yes because it was prevented by Mr. Sugiono, sir."
"Indeed, you were flanked by him, to the point of fainting all over? Did he hit you?"
"No, Sir. It just turns out .. not only Udin only smelled sticky, but his father too. And even much worse. To the extent that the keteknya dilalatin. Geez, sir, my gel's up ...."
"Geekk!" Hearing Sandi tell a story, Joe so imagined himself to make her nauseous. Not to vomit. "Udah ah, San. Enough of the story, I'm nauseous. What matters is that you are okay now. I hung up. Assalamualaikum."
"I'm sorry, sir. Greetings," Sandi replied and Joe turned off the call.
"Why password, Joe? How is he at the police station?" ask Papi Paul who had heard what Joe was talking about. It's just that Sandi's voice can't be heard.
"Rubber, Pi," replied Joe.
"Oohh .. but have you caught the pickpocket?" Papi Paul seems to believe.
"Udah."
***
A few minutes riding in a taxi, Yumna finally got off in front of the mosque. According to the address that Papi Yohan gave.
"Is this really not, the address? But what about the mosque?"
Yumna looked astonished. Because he thought the address his Papa gave him was a house.
In addition, the mosque is quite large is very crowded. Many mothers and fathers lined up, like they were waiting in line.
"What else is this? How many people? CK!" Yumna.
"Miss if you want to register circumcision for his son .. please march neat."
Someone talked to him. And make Yumna look. Turns out he's Mr. RT, only Yumna doesn't know him.
"Who wants the circumcision list?! And I'm still a girl, too, sir!" berang Yumna was angry.
"Oohh that, sorry ... Miss." Mr. RT smiled with a bad feeling, because he accidentally offended Yumna. "But why is Miss in the mosque if you don't want a circumcision list? You happen to be the citizens who come here because for the list of mass circumcision for tomorrow."
"I want to see Mas Boy, says ...." Yumna immediately slapped her own lips, because keceplosan had already mentioned that name.
"Who's Mas Boy, Miss?" RT looked confused. Brow shriveling.
"I mean, I'd like to see Ustad Jonah. My dad says this is the address he lives in, sir."
"I have a little business with him."
"Oh that. Yes it is ... Let's go in first, come with me, I'll call Ustad Yunus," take Mr. RT and then step first into the gate.
Yumna wanted to take a step, but looked doubtful. He finally broke it. "Eeemm .. I'll just wait here, sir. It's not good, I'm non-Muslim!" his tweet was a little loud, worried not to be heard.
Mr. RT looked over while stopping his steps. "Yes ... Just wait outside for a minute, Miss. I'll call Ustad his Yunus."
"Yes, sir." Yumna. RT continued its steps.
Not long after, he returned with Ustad Jonah. The man looked so handsome wearing a red suit, black sarong and black peci.
"Ooohh Yumna, I guess who." Ustad Yunus looked slightly startled, and he hurriedly reached into his suit pocket. He then handed her a wallet.
He was very sure—the arrival of the woman would have wanted to take the wallet. Because Papi Yohan just told me through a chat.
"Who did you call me?" asked Yumna who looked astonished. Because as he remembered, the man always called him with the addition of the term 'Miss' which seemed more polite. Not directly on the name, which some people consider the name pronunciation pronounced for someone who is already very familiar.
"Yumna. Is it ... Is something wrong?" Ustad Yunus's forehead looks flinched. Just like what Naya wanted yesterday, from now on she would call out names to the woman in front of her.
"I go in first yes, Tad," said Mr. RT who did not want to disturb. Ustad Yunus nodded and let the man step inside the gate again.
"Not wrong, anyway. But it's just weird. Why don't you wear Miss?" Yumna scowled in annoyance, then took the rough purse in the hand of Ustad Jonah. Then check the contents in it for worry if something is missing.
"Call names only doesn't seem like a problem" replied Ustad Yunus casually.
"But it sounds pretty familiar. I don't like it either!"
"What kind of familiar?" Ustad Yunus seemed to have no idea what he meant.
"Yes familiar, it feels the same! We are not a Temen! Not even know!" jude's firm.
"Would I call you Ma'am?" tawar Ustad Jonah.
"Just talk ... You think I'm older than you, until you call me Ma'am?! I don't want to!" Yumna looks offended.
"Keep what dong? It's just a call, anyway, why must it be complicated?" Ustad Yunus sighed softly.
"I told you, it's not good to hear!"
"Yes keep what? Who do you want me to call?" Dizziness also talked to Yumna for a long time. Just test patience too.
"Miss! Miss Yumna!"
"I'm sorry .. but I can't call you Miss anymore." Ustad Yunus shook his head.
"Why?"
"My candidate doesn't like it if I call you Miss. I don't want to make him angry."
"Cklaus ... The website ...!!" Yumna snorted while rolling her eyeballs lazily. "What's wrong with calling Miss, try?"
"Udah, yes, I still have a lot of work to do. Then ...."
"Wait a minute!" sergeant Yumna, who was holding the hand of Ustad Jonah, saw the man as if he was leaving.
"What else is it?" Ustad Jonah hurriedly brushed off Yumna's hand. Besides not being a muhrim, he was also ashamed to be seen by some people who were there. "Our business is just a wallet, Yum. And now that wallet is in your hands."
"Yes, I know. But I don't like you calling me by name! Eemmm .. how about ...." Yumna was silent for a while and began to think, and a few seconds later she said, "Geek! From now on call me Dek Yumna! That's a lot more suitable than Mommy!"
...Idiiih... 🤣🤣 want to be called Adek everything. What is ticklish it 😂...