Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
120: His Drama Azzam

“Pri, you have an acquaintance duku*n te*luh, not?” asked Azzam when he reached Sepri's house which was of course Sundari's house.

Azzam meant to ask the duk*un in question because he was too carried away by the situation. He was very upset with Divani. The problem is, Azzam does not yet know how to reprimand while giving Divani a lesson.

“Make who? The ojan? Don't ah. That's why I sincerely love him!” sure Sepri immediately responded seriously.

Sepri gradually sat on the front porch of her house, leaving a sack full of rice that she had just lifted from her carrier pick up car. Sepri had just finished transporting her from the rice fields. The last harvest, and automatically just plant the rice fields with new rice.

“Ojan ..?” inner Azzam who felt, this time the widow admirer man would be useful for him and it was still related to his frustration to Divani.

“Si Ojan, where, Pri? I need to get to him!” azzam confirmed.

The tired girl chose to take off her clothes. His body that was very stocky even though not so big was already soaked in sweat. He received a bag of cold drinks that Azzam brought. He opened his drink.

“There it is, inside the most equal Nfrom. Said another toothache.” Sepri had directly spent one bottle containing six hundred milliliters of cold water.

“Waduh .. danger if Ojan is sick.” Azzam stared worriedly at the side door of Sepri's residence that opened perfectly.

“Tumben cares? Usually the most julid?” reply Sepri was astonished to look at the lover of the sister.

Azzam had immediately sighed softly at once deeply. “Peduli not really, just worried because if Ojan why-why, Sundari must be affected. Moreover, you also know, right, Ojan's cure is really only one and it's a widow? The thing is, which widow wants to be with Ojan?”

In the afternoon to this evening, sitting on the front porch of Sepri house while looking at the spacious courtyard like a school yard, became a tranquility for an Azzam. Moreover, Azzam knew, in the house, the lover was busy taking care of college assignments.

Sepri breathed in. He used both of his hands to prop his body backwards. “I'm also dizzy when I think of Ojan. Very poor. His whole life he was. So orphaned since infancy, uh colonized by stepmother until. I really hope Ojan is healed. Not grandiose, enough to be like a normal person. If he is normal, household class must be yes anyone wants.”

“Lah this, has run the same business mbak Mbi, continued yesterday the Ojan even had time to peg you ..”

“Please, that's who I'm the same person, just scorched off the face of this earth. Really hurt my good name!” sergeant Azzam sewot and looked at Sepri with great annoyance. But there, Sepri even laughed.

“Lah, now even mobook wife people. Si Ojan really has a crush on his wife Ilham, Zam!” Sepri is really dizzy if you think about the fate of Haji Ojan sir.

“That line doesn't have to be dizzy, Pri! Later, when Ojan knew his true appearance of the holy woman, I was sure his love for Ilham's wife was directly the end!” convinced Azzam and again make Sepri terbahak because the man already knows the original form of Aisyah.

“Yesterday night, coming home from the hotel, he took the mini bus that Ilham cs brought, right. He did not want to go home, nginep on the front porch of the house lham. Fortunately when I was samperin, he was wearing a sarong, he said with Romo ... Romo Kyai what, huh?” Sepri.

“Romo Kyai. His wife Ilham. Yes yes, which may be the mother of the loving Siti!” azzam said cynically, but suddenly laughed because he remembered the special blessing he gave to Siti's mother.

“In addition, the Ojan is also fed the same neighbors mbak Mbi. The same who has stalls, made coffee, fried also. So despite making it there, Ojan did not go hungry!” the story of Sepri again.

“Everywhere if we are good, the impact is not only good and good for us. Because our people are affected too. They are good to Ojan because they know, Ojan his brother mas Aidan, his brother Mbak Mbi who is a good person and a neighbor admits!” azzam suddenly alim. In Sepri's eyes, Azzam's head was suddenly covered in a sparkling white turban because when it was sane like that, Azzam was indeed so charming.

But suddenly, Sepri became glanced at the twin Azzura with a soft glance. “Emang situ already feel like a good person? Thanks to mother Siti alone given the package of vomit!” he said that he had laughed immediately, and Azzam also immediately laughed even more.

“Well he threw away the package carelessly. Yes, I returned to him even though not directly!” azzam said in between his laughter and still not to blame. Because for him, the reason for putting a package of vomit mother Siti, yes because of the reason earlier. Returns Siti's mother's property to her owner again.

After Sepri managed to muffle his laughter, although not completely, the man deliberately exclaimed, deliberately calling his sister. Sepri announces the arrival of Azzam to Sundari.

“Wouh, ... Have you agreed?” Sepri was surprised to stare at Azzam, until the interlocutor was confused.

“Indeed, why, Pri?” ask Azzam.

“This hell is! You see, if you want to see you, the bath can be for hours. Where have I not prayed Ashar!” sepri hurried to pick up his clothes.

Azzam was already blushing straight away. “Lah, her boyfriend just clean fragrant, yes he followed!” He deliberately prides himself. “Stupid is like a self-reflection, right? The guy just kinyis-kinyis like this, yes. We are a sweet couple!” he continued, ending it with a satisfied laugh.

Sepri has immediately shaken inexhaustibly. “Want to insult, but I realize, I just didn't get into the handsome standard!”

“Lah, the skincare worn yes. Sat sets, sat sets! Moreover, skincare made by Riri can make cheap sustenance and can quickly mate too!” sure Azzam like a veteran preacher. Miraculously, this time Sepri believed.

“Masa, anyway? Is there a science that makes it? Duk*un alone can not be careless!” sepri is very serious. But because Azzam kept laughing, he was sure the young man was just joking. “Seemprul you, Zaaam!” annoyed Sepri to throw his sweat-soaked clothes, the former exposed to rice and everything in the rice fields including mud, to the face of Azzam.

Azzam was screaming. Not only the case of clothes that sticky sweat and smell, but because Azzam is allergic to the aroma of rice excessive and has immediately made his face itchy.

“Yang, .. My face itches, Yang! Because your brother is bored!” lamented Azzam immediately following the departure of Sepri. He left Sepri clothes as well as the rest of the cold drinking water that he brought, just like that.

Azzam's drama continued, and immediately made the new Sundari finish doing college assignments, bothered. Sundari helped Azzam wash his face, then applied an itchy ointment. Mr. Haji Ojan whose right cheek is swollen like a mengu*lum ball casti, follow-up ask attention Sundari.

“Eh, Jan! Find a widow, yuk?!” sergeant Azzam who just want his bangs pigtailed by Sundari.

Azzam looks like a coconut tree on a sacred island and seen from a distance. However, the fact that Azzam bangs are pigtailed also makes the man so adorable. Like a boy again.

“M-mas!” Sundari immediately swerved. He attached a small fan that he had used to dry the face of Azzam, to the cheek of his lover. He deliberately did so, as a form of protest because Azzam would travel to find a widow with Haji Ojan.

“Ih, Honey! Don't sulk, dong. Than you pinned a fan to my face. Mending you paste your face into my face!” azzam said instead of seducing.

“Ngapain Mas discuss widows again to Mas Ojan? It's gonna be the guy again!” whispered Sundari still nagging. Very anxious and very want to pinch the lips of his girlfriend who does not want to be silent. Moreover, Pak Haji Ojan was immediately busy looking for another widow.

“Cute, yuk. To the house of the Divani. I want Ojan's soul mate with him!” sergeant Azzam was excited, but because Sundari immediately looked at him in disbelief, he deliberately framed the girl's face using both hands, then dit*up squashy left cheek.

“Jan, wait!” Azzam hastily followed Haji Ojan and indeed deliberately escaped from Sundari which he just kissed his left cheek.

Left Azzam, Sundari was immediately dazed, but slowly blushed. He who initially will wipe the former kecu*pan Azzam so reluctant to do it. “Please remind me, here are the traces of his lips mas Azzam. Do not get erased and fitting face wash, must be wrapped in plastic so as not to get water!Mumpung again menstruation, and not wudu too!” inner Sundari.

However, Sundari who was initially smiling herself, also immediately panicked. “Mas Azzam want to mate Mas Ojan with mbak Didi? How's the story?” he thought he was confused himself.

Fashionable Divani, city guy and very slang, betrothed to Pak Haji Ojan who is too sane?

“Mas Azzam ate wrong what? Time yes, ... would you like to mate with a very different person?” Sundari accidentally came out of the room and intended to find the lover. He wanted to make sure the magical idea of Azzam that he feared was indeed the one he heard wrong.

Or, ... just Azzam's subterfuge to have the young man free from his punishment? thought Sundari again.