Love From Mas Duda
Shopping

"What's wrong? Have you changed your mind? Is this jewelry not pretty?" ask Bian.

"Sir .. um, Mas. It's a death anniversary, why should I dress like I'm going to a party?" Wafa ventured to ask.

Bian lowered his head, it was not only the death anniversary that Wafa had to attend. There was an event that Bian really needed Wafa to accompany him.

"Pick which jewelry you want to wear tonight. After this I will answer your question" whispered Bian.

Wafa nodded. He chose jewelry that was the same color as his dress, but the color was much brighter than the dress he would wear tonight. After that, Bian also asked A-Wei to prepare shoes that are suitable for his girl, Bian asked for the ones whose rights are not too high.

All the preparations that Wafa wants to wear tonight are resolved. To answer Wafa's previous questions, Bian took him to lunch at a Muslim restaurant that Bian had been looking for all night on the internet. With the help of his assistant and secretary.

"How are you satisfied with the food? This is the first time I've come here, so I don't know what it's like before" Bian asked.

"Thank God, what is important is halal food for me, it is very Alhamdulillah" replied Wafa.

"ag ... Al what?" ask Bian.

"Alhamdulillah ..." said Wafa.

"What does that mean?" ask Bian curiously.

"Alhamdulillah means all praise to Allah, or it can be completed into the words of Alhamdulillahi Rabbil 'Aalamiin means all praise to Allah, the Lord of all nature. It means yes thank you," explained Wafa with a smile.

Bian nodded.

"Is there a mosque in this town?" ask Wafa.

The look on Bian's face seemed to mean that he did not understand what Wafa said. Although indeed the religion of Islam everyone knows, still Bian who does not understand anything about Islam.

"Mosque is a place of worship. English, mosaic. Mr. Bi .. I mean, Mas Bian must know right?" despite having to be nervous about calling the call, Wafa still did.

Bian nodded, he raised his hand asking for a bill at the waiter of the restaurant. Immediately invite Wafa to find his place of worship which is not far from the location they eat. The area is indeed a Muslim area, so it will certainly be easy to get what Wafa is looking for, even though it is very far from the city where their apartment.

"This is what is called a mosque?" bian asked, looking at the building that had the lafadz of Allah. "I think this building is a museum. Apparently the mosque, yes ...."

"Please, you worship first. I'll just wait for you here. I feel bad for your Lord for delaying your worship time" Bian greeted with a smile.

Like there was a gust of wind that hit the face of Wafa at that time. For Wafa, the character of Bian is indeed a male character that is very rarely encountered. Not forcing the will, not grusa-grusu, nor never thinking badly.

"Thank you for your Father ... Mas Bian, has allowed me to worship. I entered first ..." said Wafa Lirih, then entered the mosque.

Bian stared at Wafa's steps until the girl was no longer visible. This rich widower also did not know why he could be that good at Wafa. "Are you the one who pulled me to him? Do you want me to go after him? How's it?" tanya Bian looked at the lafadz of Allah installed in the mosque.

"I can be nice like this not just that she's nice to my daughter. How do I know I really like it? While we are only two people who seek each other's benefits are bound in a contract," muttered Bian.

The contract once again served its original purpose. It was indeed the profit earned by Bian and Wafa with that contract. Even with the contract, Wafa still sincerely takes care of Grietta, as well as Bian who is sincerely a donor to the Wafa foundation.

"Have you?" bian asked, as he stood beside his car.

Wafa nodded. "Am I old?" tanyakanya.

"No, time is precious. But you are much more valuable to me" said Bian lirih.

"Eh?" the 20-year-old girl blushed her cheeks because of Bian's words. "What does ... mean?" tanyakanya.

Bian who was wrong with his own words also pointed at the car door. "Come in!" his orders were nervous.

When in the car, the atmosphere becomes quiet. They returned to the city center to buy vegetables and other food supplies at the supermarket.

"We want to go shopping?" tanya Wafa was so down.

"No, we're hoeing." said Bian, wearing his sunglasses. "Already know in the supermarket, it's still the difference. Come on!" said it.

Wafa became astonished by the behavior of that one widower. Her charming appearance made some of the women she passed by pay attention to her every step. Wafa felt that he was walking with a star.

"You look around first, I'll take the trolley," the rich widower ordered. Of course Wafa could only obey his words.

When taking the trolley, Bian slightly swore. "Huft, this time I bothered myself. Come to the supermarket, pick up a trolley, shop around. I've never done it myself!"

A rich young master like Bian certainly never went down to the supermarket just to shop for home needs. Everything was done by the housekeeper, and he only spent money.

"What do you want to buy?" bian asked, approaching Wafa who at that time continued to read every product he took.

"I was making sure that the ingredients I would take, free from alcohol, oil, and the like that I should not consume," Wafa replied, focus on reading the composition of each product he took even though he did not understand the writing.

Bian sighed softly. "You take it easy, Wafa. This supermarket, according to research I read on the internet, is indeed visited by many people like you. Come on, just buy something, I'm starting to get uncomfortable." he explained.

It is true what Bian said. In every Asian country there will certainly be a store where many stores are safe for consumption by Muslims. Even in Korea that many people are agnostic only, in the Itaewon area there are stores that do sell products from Indonesian companies. Especially in China where the population is still found many Muslims.

They shop like a couple. Choose and sort all kitchen supplies and kitchen and other needs. The plan, Bian wants Wafa to stay in China for three days. You still have to buy kitchen equipment.

"How about this? To fry eggs, can it?" Bian took a very large teflon.

Wafa laughed at him. Wafa's laughter made Bian sulk for not giving him an explanation, but instead laughed. "You're teasing? I'll be mad at you, Wafa!" the upset.

"Hehe, sorry, Mas. But Mas is so funny, how is it possible to fry eggs using teflon that big?" Wafa still held back his laughter.

Bian put the teflon back, then hid himself in shame. They bought other equipment. But when they were shopping, suddenly a woman called Bian with a different call.

"Jjie!"