
Dusk on the black sand beach in Pangandaran West Java, feels much more perfect after the arrival of Arum's mother and Kalandra. The couple who were no longer young really caught up.
A deep longing was painted on Arum's mother's face. The yellow veiled woman glazed over and looked at Arimbi and Arimbi, alternately.
Mas Aidan deliberately shifted, making Arimbi and Arum's mother sit in the middle. While chatting warmly, they also dissolve with the atmosphere of twilight there. Mas Aidan accidentally ordered two more young coconuts for Arum's mother and Kalandra sir.
Looks visitors who are mostly couples, busy capturing their respective moments using a mobile camera shoot. Arum's mother became inspired to do so as well.
“Photo, yuk, photo!” sergeant Arum's mom is excited. He deliberately borrowed the husband's cell phone to capture their moment of togetherness.
“Be careful, Ma'am. Slow down if it still hurts,” said Arum's mother when she found Arimbi who had difficulty standing. His son-in-law is seen to hold pain at the base of the collar*ngan which also makes Arum's right hand reflex to hold the part there.
Got a reprimand from Arum's mother just now and indeed cares so much for him, Arimbi immediately bumbling. Arimbi reflexes glanced at her husband. Through the glance, Arimbi wanted to tell, that his mother-in-law was very understanding. It's about what Arimbi is feeling. The pain of the torn hymen in the first night and indeed Arimbi must feel, before Arimbi can enjoy the core relationship*mnya and mas Aidan. Relationships that will also make the inner needs of Arimbi fulfilled, as one of the main goals of a marriage.
“Rarely, the honeymoon is arranged by the parents. Sorry well, if you are not comfortable.” Mas Aidan was whispering right next to his wife's right ear.
They were preparing a photo together. Next door, Arum's mother asked young coconut traders to take pictures of them using Kalandra's phone.
“Ih, nothing. It's even fun to know, Mom. After this we pray first, then again. Burn-burning here as well as exciting like pas papah mamah Mas, honeymoon first. In the past, pas papah mamah honeymoon, he said also so the taste of family holidays because of mbah kakung sama mbah uti, also come!” arimbi said whispering also right in front of her husband's face.
Mas Aidan just smiled resignedly and acted as calmly as possible, although in fact, he was already very eager to indulge in Arimbi without anyone's interference even his parents. However, seeing the compactness of his parents with Arimbi, mas Aidan also found another happiness. A truly special happiness. Because not necessarily, happiness can be felt by just any daughter-in-law out there. And Arimbi really felt it. His wife was able to talk and even laugh freely with Pak Kalandra and Arum's mother just because the discussion was really simple, trivial.
In a different place, Azzam and Sundari have arrived at Divani's parents' house. Not only did they come together because according to Azzam's goals, Haji Ojan also became part of them.
“That's polite, well, Jan!” lirih Azzam was like advising his own son.
“But this is not Aisyah's house. This is Divani's house!” Pak Haji Ojan was astonished to watch around, but until this second, he had not found any signs of Aisyah being there.
On the front porch of the Divani residence which is indeed more magnificent than the Azzam, Sundari and Azzam parents' houses look up.
“You really love life to Aisyah!” azzam said while dabbling on the waist.
Mr. Haji Ojan nodded immediately. “Iya, .. because Aisyah is beautiful, wear a veil. Ih, widow!” He was immediately excited just because he remembered Aisyah and for him was very charming.
“Ih, you can't do that, Jan. Because Aisha is a punishment for Ilham and Siti's mother!” azzam's protest also convinced Haji Ojan to stop wishing Aisyah.
Mr. Haji Ojan immediately shook his head. “No way, I love Aisyah's widow!”
“Alah, .. Now you just say love. Later if you have seen the original form, surely you immediately innalilahi!” sergeant Azzam is still a sewot.
After staring at Sundari's face, Azzam's emotions became much more human. Azzam smilingly looked at Sundari then shared it with Haji Ojan.
“Mending you same Didi, only, yes? For sure, because he said love dies to you!” said Azzam seriously, although he also keceplosan said, “Most if you die, he married again!”
“Eh, even honest,” said Azzam felt awkward. He used his right hand to cover his mouth.
As Azzam looked back at him seriously, and the man seemed to be charging his decision, Ojan explained clearly. “I love to Aisyah's widow. I will be faithful. Wait until Ilham dies. Moreover, Ilham has broken a bone because he fell from the stairs. It must be dead in a moment.”
“Cock ribet, yes?” lirih Azzam while looking at Sundari who was in front of him.
“Mas no photos mbak Aisyah, no? Mas Ojan right, adoration of beautiful women. So, he is obliged to know the original let him be satisfied!” sure Sundari.
“Ah, yes. I'll have her picture on the news portal!” Azzam was immediately excited and suddenly found the idea of diamonds.
“The flame, that's silumin anyway. Uh, siluma-n! Where could it be Aish. Aish kan veiled, wear all covered, beautiful!” mr Haji Ojan's comments when Azzam showed a photo of the woman in the crowd resembled the circumstances of the raid. Azzam said it was the original form of Aisyah, but Pak Haji Ojan had no immediate belief.
Quiescent. Sundari and Azzam could not comment. Both of them also lost their minds.
“Divani is more beautiful! He wants to wear a veil if you want to get away from your jokes too!” Azzam pinched the arm of Haji Ojan.
“Besok morning he wants to go to Jakarta. So, make tonight the last beautiful night before you meet in the wild barzah!” azzam.
Sundari who heard it immediately elbowed Azzam. “Natural cigarettes barzah?” he nodded when the man's gaze stopped.
“What effect is not good intention, well, Which? That's why not permission?” lirih Azzam's.
“It could be anyway, Mas. But Mas still has to be Negur Divani, if possible in front of his parents and family. In front of Devano mas, he will be very firm especially to Divani!” reply Sundari.
Azzam immediately nodded in agreement. “OK, let's go in.”
For Azzam and Sundari, although mas Aidan was married to Arimbi, what Divani did must be dismantled. Moreover, the relationship between Divani and Mas Aidan is not short. The relationship, although colored broken, almost lasted four years.
Without informing Aidan, especially Arimbi in order to maintain the relationship between the two, Azzam and Sundari are ready to undergo their mission to uncover the unworthy secret of a Divani. Those who are still accompanied by Haji Ojan are already in front of the Divani family.
It was quite tense, but Azzam had already started straight away. Letting Divani often secretly he pergoki glanced cynical togetherness and Sundari.