Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
112: Fuss and Best Performance

At about half-four, Mas Aidan, who was still sleepy, had carried half a bucket of hot water from the kitchen. He did not go straight upstairs as the floor where his room was. He deliberately knocked slowly on one of the guest room doors on the lower floor.

“Yang ..?” His voice was soft and very nasal, typical of new people waking up.

Not long wait, not until two minutes, Arimbi out while carrying a bag containing toiletries and changing clothes. Arimbi said goodbye to the mother who he lived and was still sleeping.

“Mother sleeps again, later I wake up,” I see Arimbi reassured while looking at the room that he almost closed tightly.

“Awas, hot,” reprimand mas Aidan is still softly deliberately limiting Arimbi's motion so as not to get close to the bucket of hot water in his right hand. After Arimbi looked up, nodding understandingly, his left hand immediately held Arimbi.

Mas Aidan took Arimbi to his room and in the bathroom in his room was decorated with other hot water. The tub in the bathroom is already in the process of filling and the water is warm because it mixes with hot water. At home mas Aidan there is no automatic hot water.

“Here the hot water is also required first, Yang. Already, you're in,” obviously mas Aidan.

“Not using hot water is actually nothing, Mas. It's normal too,” reply Arimbi.

“Well, am I that bad? Even though you are used to it, you are usually busy preparing pecels and sets, so there is sweat, the cold does not feel very bad. Yes, take a shower first, shampoo, I already have a hair dryer.”

“Have Mbak Azzura, and just wanted to be taken? Do not wake them up, do not use hair driyer nothing. Roll up with a towel first. If you want a new, new. Azzura must have woken up. Well now, there is also Excel mas kan.” Just this time Arimbi felt, his speech to mas Aidan ribet, but the point is yes it. He did not want to mas Aidan woke Azzura especially Excel and both of them must be soundly sleep. Or even doing something else that Arimbi could not say.

After sighing deeply, mas Aidan who was listening to the words of his future wife, pinched the wrath of Arimbi's nose. “I bought for you from yesterday. Already, we will not be gedor-gedor Mbak Azzura.”

“Oh .. yes it means, right. Pasuk eucalyptus oil for scrapings only, we go to Azzura. So now I'm available in a special bag and I always carry.” Arimbi smiled innocently and the mesem mas Aidan immediately led him to turn back and then into the bathroom. There really is no word.

The bathroom in the room mas Aidan is still simple but neat. There is a water reservoir, a sink complete with mirrors, in addition to a clothes hanger and a garbage can near the squat toilet. And Arimbi was interested in mirroring, self-nurturing. In the mirror he reflected, he found his much fresher face.

“Luck his massage two days ago. Not most if yesterday afternoon, surely my body is still pegel njarem. Well so after the event yesterday, my achy body all looks like it has been pounded by residents of sedesa,” shrewd Arimbi who so difficult to end his smile. Especially when he touched his hands, and also his other skin including his face. Everything was so soft from the scrub treatment last night.

Arimbi gradually removed her quadrilateral hijab, and she was really going to take a shower. It was only about half an hour later, he came out and found that Aidan who had been curled up on the edge of the bed turned his back to the bathroom where Arimbi was. There was a big glass of warm tea.

“That tea is drunk, please wake me up in twenty-five minutes,” said mas Aidan sleepily, although he also ended up curled in the lap of Arimbi who was about to dry his hair using a dryer that he had just prepared.

“Hair dryer is noisy, Mas. Nothing, I wear while Mas sleep?” lirih Arimbi is still massaging his head slowly which is still wrapped in a towel. He looked at the face of Aidan and both eyes remained closed.

“Still noisy Azzam anyway,” reply mas Aidan without significant changes because he was barely sleeping again.

***

Beres congregational morning prayers, in the residence of Mr. Kalandra is busy with activities. The women especially Arimbi have undergone makeup. Arimbi was doing makeup in Aidan's mas room. Until the siblings of Aidan especially Azzam who can not be silent, make the atmosphere there crowded.

“Silent, silent ...” Anxious Azzura deliberately took long veil and later will be used Arimbi.

Everyone there including their parents and grandparents, laughed. Especially when mas Aidan said, Azzam must wear newlywed makeup wearing a hijab.

“Rias, photo, send to Ndari!” the Excel proposal completes the proposed mas Aidan. Making the togetherness there even more broken by laughter. Arimbi who should be focused so hold back the laughter and make Miss Messi postpone the makeup.

“You well, Chel. Mess to me!” sebal Azzam's.

“We are not opponents, Mas. Because the true opponent Mas is the mother of Siti mamahnya mas Ilham!” Excel sure.

“Oh yes, really,” respond Azzam directly to the fun and again make everything laugh.

“His family is this mas Aidan kok serame, yes?” the inner mother of Warisem who was already sitting on her wheelchair. Because tonight, he and Arimbi have indeed stayed there, in the guest room. But because the makeup event for Arimbi was held in the mas room Aidan, he also arrived there. Mas Aidan carried her, while Akala, who was still very quiet, brought her wheelchair.

Then, Azzam who still wears Arimbi's long bridal veil, discussed Haji Ojan. “He chases Aisyah continuously, so yesterday missed. I see with my own eyes and head that he's been put in the same car as Sepri. It is only right until the house does not exist. To the point of confusion, yes time the Ojan can review the instant delivery? Uh, Arimbi phone mas Sepri, he said Ojan is still there waiting for Aisyah.” Azzam told a story while laughing, making the togetherness there more lively by laughter.

Mas Aidan who is aware of Azzam there can interfere with the way of makeup because Arimbi also became busy laughing, deliberately taking Azzam and the men, out of there. Only the women were left behind and they clearly gave support to Arimbi alternately.

The atmosphere was getting brighter, and two mini buses that picked up residents had also left. In each other's homes, Arimbi's neighbors were very excitedly getting ready. Everything prepares the best appearance possible. In fact, most of the women to wake up early to beautify themselves. Including Aisyah who helps the umi apply makeup.

Secretly in the room, Siti's mother was also dressing up. Mom wore red lipstick, mirrored into a small mirror, then smiled. At first Siti's mother was happy with the best performance she created herself. But when he realized his broken teeth, he immediately mingkem. “Mandatory to wear a mask if you do it!” sadly. “Eh but, install dentures like it also does not hurt. If indeed there is no money, sell land what rice fields are like Aisyah's advice!”

What Siti's mother had just planned had instantly made the woman excited. Wearing a mask as a perfect appearance, he was more impatient when he heard the roar of the car engine sounding closer and the children were busy cheering. Cheers were getting more crowded when finally the mother of Siti came out and was dapper. They laugh at Siti's mother, but Siti's mother doesn't care.

“Come, Sir. Cepetan!” mother Siti who is afraid of being left behind does not hesitate to nag the husband. Mr. Hashim is very prestigious, ashamed and does not want to come.

At first Ilham was also so, did not want to come because of shame and prestige. But because Father Kyai lectured him firmly, including Hashim sir so come along.

The atmosphere of the village of Arimbi was immediately deserted because the residents moved to the mini bus. The impromptu event that mas Aidan and Arimbi are preparing to be a grat*is holiday event for them. Although along the way filled with karaoke dangdut koplo song, they still satirize mother Siti.