Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
119: The New Truth Revealed

“Have shampooed how many times, Mas?” tanya Arimbi coincides with the arrival of mas Aidan. The man who had officially become her husband immediately stopped drying his head using a gray towel.

Mas Aidan smiled loosely and looked very cool. Rushing he approached Arimbi who was sitting at the end of the sofa while enjoying the sound.

“Yeah, Mas, slow down! Still hurts!” rengek Arimbi groaned when her husband who stepped in haste, had immediately approached and hugged her anxious. Mas Aidan made his body to the right and to the left rhythmically, before finally the man even hugged him.

“The most delicious gini heat is eating rujak,” said mas Aidan while receiving a mouthful of rujak from Arimbi.

Arimbi who was still chewing nodded. “Yes, don't shampoo constantly. Eat rujak, drink young coconut!” he deliberately insinuated the husband who had made him feel the work of roda that makes them more routine shampooing.

“Consider charity, Which. Let's have a shampoo business, practice if we often shampoo!” said mas Aidan is still very cool and indeed can not end his smile. He also continued to look up for the sake of looking at Arimbi's face and he was still on the bench.

Arimbi returned to feed her husband. Sitting facing the window whose curtains were perfectly opened, while outside, the sun was blazing, plus he felt much more tired than his busy selling without knowing the time, making it difficult to feel full. He was hungry and could not stop being hungry.

“Ceramas keep making me happy too, Mas. The wind seems to. Later considered pregnant first because of nausea dizziness too early, but last night just started the process,” said Arimbi who then sipped green coconut.

“Not to think about the words of others,” said mas Aidan who later complained that he was hungry again.

“Iya. I also got hungry. Hungry, sleepy, it goes on. Signs are already in the wind!” arimbi said softly and again complained.

Mas Aidan gradually leaned his chin on Arimbi's chest, then kiss*up in the section there. Arimbi who was immediately blushed, also became a geleng. “If I want more, may, not?”

Had been speechless due to the husband's request, Arimbi whined resignedly, “Later tonight ih Mas ..”

Mas Aidan smiled in jail, satisfied because he had managed to make Arimbi carefree. “I'm really happy that you whine so. Puaaaasss really feels!”

Hearing that, Arimbi already laughed straight away. “Mas then so it looks a lot like Azzam. Jail!”

“Transmission like, yes?” said mas Aidan who then smiled amusedly especially Arimbi also smiled.

“We moved hotel. Going to the beach, right? See the sunset, relax for a while on the beach, keep looking for the nearest hotel,” said mas Aidan still staring fixed Arimbi.

“How are our things? Are we going home first? My parents' house is close to the hotel. There's no fifteen minutes by car, right?” reply Arimbi.

Mas Aidan nodded. “Later around four o'clock, I asked Akala with Azzam to help transport our goods.”

Arimbi immediately smiled cheerfully and then kissed the forehead mas Aidan.

“Married, don't just kiss the forehead!” said mas Aidan while putting a face melas to the wife.

Arimbi was immediately blushed. He intended to put the plate containing his tongue to the table and mas Aidan had helped him immediately. Afraid of both hands spicy, Arimbi draped both hands to the nape of Aidan mas. He softly matted the lower lip of Mas Aidan and did not let his hands touch the face of mas Aidan.

The typical soft smile of a kasmaran person becomes a singular expression that adorns the handsome face of mas Aidan. “My wife is so beautiful!” he deliberately praised, while the fingers of his left hand that was not circular at Arimbi's waist, combing Arimbi's hair that was still broken and was still half wet.

Arimbi is really not care. Even though the woman was conscious, who continued to praise her with deathly seduction, her own husband.

“How much is this ear, how come it often hot gini? Is there really anything that shines on me, continues to be nyetrum? Let alone this Lady's mother. Revenge to me because of the vomit package I put in the blessing container as well as the sovenir!” think Azzam.

The existence of Cinta and Chole, who also equipped Chalvin who was so handsome like Mr. Maheza, had immediately disturbed Azzam. “Eh, you guys are here, how are you not news?”

Azzam had directly approached the occupants of the front desk near the entrance and was indeed on the lower floor. Residents of the color of the skin let alone look very different, typical city people at once rich.

“Mas Azzam, there are other good places to eat, besides here?” chole asked lethargic the effect was already very hungry.

“Not is! Here the best!” sergeant Azzam who was immediately busy shaking his head. He sat down next to Chalvin. “To uphold the glory of the restaurant, I am ready for all-out promotion!” inner excited.

“Japanese Food what Korean, Mas!” whinek Chole.

“Ngapain eat food abroad? That's called private occupation! Love the products of the country including food to enter heaven because it is not considered a betrayal to the country!” said Azzam sure as sure as a da'wah people who deliberately scare.

Love and Chalvin are initially focused on their respective phones, and sitting him flanking Chole, compactly laughing. Of course, both of them laughed at the confident speech of an Azzam.

“Ya not all Kali Mas. Yes, the effect of eating food country people, can go to hell?” chole protest, which although cheerful and jolly, plain different thin with Akala.

“Well let alone that, eating people's country food, more sin! That's someone else's right!” azzam's reply is still convincing.

“Supplied buy, Mas. No debt, especially stealing! Ih, by the way Mas Azzam so cry. Not too happy to be Sundari!” sebal Chole's.

“So Sundari is automatically the happiest woman. Have a pair of humorist, well-established, loving, good looking also above average, anyway already patented candidate originator seed superior! Huh, Sundari, ... luckiest woman!” azzam said seriously at the same time venting, but the three people there including Chole who were initially busy protesting, even scattered.

“What's funny anyway?” ask Azzam wonder. But the existence of a stack of origami in front of Chole and it's a rare origami that is indeed other than most, has immediately disturbed it.

“I think only Didi can do that. Ribet if origami is that shape. Similar to the letter A,” said Azzam amazed.

“AIDAN!” resolute Love coincides with Azzam who achieved one origin.

Azzam was staring at Love. Of course, he believes there is another purpose why Love spoke firmly like before. Plus, Chole who initially looked like a baby and had always been a baby in their togetherness, looked panicked. Chole's smooth white face until sweaty, pale.

“I know it's too late. It's not even really useful. But because it has already been discussed, I just want to say, that ALL ROMANTIC GIFTS, ROMANTIC LETTERS, AND ALL THAT ADMITTED IT FROM HIM MADE AIDAN, IT'S CHOLE!”

Azzam realized that not the hammer that hit his chest, but what Love said just now really made his chest hurt. Both eyes were hot and slowly dewy especially when finally both eyes looked at Chole's face. Chole who is usually cheerful has directly lowered his head while both hands he pergoki busy twisting the end of his shirt.

“Nothing hurts more than being stabbed by .. friends who are already considered to be family themselves!” love also becomes teary. Without waiting for a long time, her tears also flowed.

“You how else? Chole is also sincere. Satisfied even because finally, Aidan got the right pair!” continue Love.

“But as far as I am concerned, the reason mas Aidan stuck with Didi, is because of all that romantic attention. Origami, letters, flowers, sweet trinkets including pastries. It used to be when Aidan finally broke up from Didi, I was the same Akala help throw it away, burn everything.” For the first time Azzam melow even though he was not the one who experienced. He knows what Chole feels. He could not express his emotions at the moment. “Didi is absolutely outrageous. Okay, Mas Aidan is indeed like a dream husband in togetherness as well as our relationship that is like family because of the good relationship of our parents. But the way to lie, sabotage, ah!” azzam was very angry.