
Is part of the novel : The Retaliation of a Wife Considered a Household Parasite. This is the story of Aidan.
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Arimbi and Ilham's marriage was simple. They did a kabul ijab in KUA attended by the Arimbi family as well as some neighbors. The wedding was not to have a party even just a thanksgiving. Arimbi had asked them to give thanks for some kind of wedding thanksgiving, like an expression of their gratitude to the Owner of Life. However, Ilham said he would do it in the pesantren where Ilham took shelter. Of course Arimbi complied and the woman could not sue because it turned out that Inspiration had prepared everything.
Including when Ilham left it at home, but never returned until the night. Arimbi is still waiting for her husband to come home, in the walled house of the mammoth's room, while preparing vegetables for the pecel of the sale tomorrow.
“Mbi, Ilham hasn't come home yet? Already want eleven o'clock at night, loh,” said Warisem's mother as Arimbi's mother.
The thin woman is small and the road is squat, suggesting Arimbi to follow Ilham to his parents' house. Their homes were close because they were neighbors. There's not five minutes, just a walk.
“Fear she's sick what the hell. He was busy at the cottage all this time. He is afraid that he is sick, but he does not tell you because he does not want you to worry,” continued Ms. Warisem.
“Awhile then Mom, I settle this first.” Arimbi intended to clean up the rest of his work that remained a little, but the mother immediately took over.
“That's let Mother settle. But, you dare not go to Ilham's own house?” ask Warisem's mother.
Because in addition to their homes behind the homes of the neighbors and indeed far from the main road, the path to their homes is always muddy and slippery, especially if in the rainy season like now. Nevertheless, Arimbi still went to follow the husband on foot.
Arimbi relies on a flashlight on his phone as a source of lighting because the atmosphere there is really dark. Because in addition to the late time, some of the outdoor lights in the neighboring house have also been turned off.
Taking shelter under the umbrella considering that now light rain is still going on, Arimbi finally arrived in front of the house of Ilham's parents. Unlike Arimbi's parents' house, Ilham's parents' house is located facing the main road in the village they live in. But if from the front there, Arimbi's parents' house is still visible.
No different from the neighboring house, the house of Ilham's parents is also completely dark. No lights are turned on including the lights on the terrace of the semi-permanent minimalist house.
Arimbi intends to send the husband a message WA, although five previous WA messages have not been read let alone reply.
Arimbi : Yes, ... Mas where is it? She's fine, right? How come my message has not been read let alone reply?
Though naturally, as a newlywed, Ilham did not suddenly leave him without news except for urgent matters and made the man forced to do so. Especially now, ...is now their first night and it is only natural that they are together.
Nevertheless, Arimbi is not at all suspicious let alone think badly of the attitude of Inspiration. Besides being neighbors, they have also been dating for a long time. Their relationship had been established since the eighth grade of Junior High, and all the neighbors already knew as well. Eleven years of their relationship. Of course, the reality of Inspiration which has also become a young Gus as well as understanding religion, makes Arimbi always believe. It is impossible for Inspiration to hurt him, Arimbi thought.
Fifteen minutes of waiting and the message was not answered, Arimbi decided to call Ilham. Alhamdullah, this time although only the initial connection, he had immediately received a reply. The heavy voice of the typical Inspiration of the man had just woken up, greeting his hearing in an irritated tone.
“What do you do, anyway, it's still night phone?”
“Assalamualaikim, Mas?” Arimbi still say hello even before, Ilham who did not greet him through the obligatory greeting, has nagged.
“Waalaikum greetings!”
“I'm at my parents' house. I'm asleep, so tired. Why are you still on the phone at this time?”
However, the repeated ketus question made Arimbi feel the need to remind, that he had a reason to call Ilham night-night, especially the man left without news. “I am Mas' wife. It's only natural that I'm worried and find Mas. Not to mention all day, since morning we settled ijab kabul, Mas no news.”
“Hufft!” From the side, Ilham no longer retaliated, but the man often sighed harshly, insisting Ilham was still upset.
“Mas, I'm already at the doorstep of the parents' house Mas.” Shortly after saying that, Arimbi finally found Ilham.
Inspiration wearing gloves combined plain short-sleeved sweatshirts of white and rather seductive, color, it was immediately aggrieved when her right hand was deeply revered by the yellow-hijab woman and wore a long-sleeved pajama of similar color before her.
There is an attention Arimbi, in the living room which is also a family room there. There are decorated with many trays typical of marriage, even though this morning when Ijab kabul, Ilham only made money two hundred thousand as wedding gold, he said, completely without the others include it a set of prayer tools or even a ring, and it usually becomes a relationship-binding symbol.
“Mbi, I want to talk seriously!” sergeant Ilham.
Arimbi nodded. He was about to enter the house that he had always taken care of, although only this morning, he officially became a daughter-in-law in the whitewashed house. But Ilham would not let him in. The man made a move to forbid him from entering, but also clearly did not want to touch him.
“Mas why, anyway?” asked Arimbi while looking up and looking at the man with a field, in front of him.
“While we're married, I'll never touch you, Mbi. Haram for me to touch a woman who is unable to keep her chastity!” The sentence was inspired to say with such a vile look. Scientific seems obviously not willing to just stare at Arimbi.
“Loh, what do you mean? What's my fault, Mas?” Arimbi's heart is beating. The words of the husband just now were like lightning in broad daylight for him and had indeed immediately succeeded in emptying his heart and life.
“You still pretend you don't know what your fault is? Do you think I don't know what you're doing behind my back? When you work in Singapore or in the place of your other employers ..?” sergeant Ilham nagged but with a voice deliberately detained.
Arimbi who heard it immediately shook his head firmly. “I don't know what Mas means. I do not understand the way Mas thought, why Mas suddenly this, but before marriage, we both agreed to find capital to make our lives better. I became TKW to Singapore and work elsewhere, all pure money for college. Mas until he became a scholar, Mas mondok in a well-known pesantren and until it became Gus, have not made living expenses including the medical expenses of Mas's parents, ..all of them actually have real evidence, Mas. So Mas don't want to recite, dong!”
“If I knew it was illegal money, I would not use your money either, Mbi!” the Inspiration is getting emotional.
“Hah ...? Haraam money?” Arimbi was crying. His heart immediately crumbled softly hearing him.
“Ya!” Ilham nodded to justify what Arimbi had just said and obviously the woman made sure of him.
“You're used to ‘used’ your boss, right? You are not a virgin, and now you are pregnant, so you want me to marry without thanks especially the reception?”
“See, ... from the shape of your body that becomes stretched let alone your stomach that is just plain already visible, if you are pregnant again because of your vocation habits!”
Both legs Arimbi was immediately trembling limp hearing the accusation. However, since the last two months after he often took itchy drugs, his weight did rise drastically. Of course, she was not pregnant especially the accusation that Inspiration never happened.