Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
138: Consecration of a Wife

The alarm on Arimbi's phone on the nightstand next to the owner was sleeping, just sounded. The silence that enveloped at once was disturbed, including the owner who finally pulled over from his mouth.

It's just that, just when Arimbi was about to wake up, mas Aidan who was originally still on his stomach, hurriedly used both hands to clench tightly to Arimbi's waist. It did not get there because Aidan also buried his head in the lap of the wife, so that the woman could not go from there.

“I have set the alarm at exactly four and a quarter like Mas, Loh, Mas,” said Arimbi gently while tying his hair height.

Mas Aidan exhaled a long breath through his mouth. The man looked resigned then pulled away from Arimbi's lap.

“Building later, pause again. I boiled water first let you take a bath in warm water. Today also I want to find a handyman who usually install warm water for bathing.” Cursed, Aidan stood up.

Arimbi just smiled and occasionally watched while tidying up their beds.

About ten minutes later, Aidan was carrying a bucket filled with hot steam. Arimbi has just installed a new bed cover for their beds.

“Mas, I changed the bed cover using the yellow green flowers,” said Arimbi deliberately show off. For some reason, since the events of the Divani and Chole case dinner, he became spoiled. An Arimbi thirsts to be praised.

Mas Aidan who until frowned to watch their beds carefully, gradually said, “Pengin muji beautiful, but still beautiful you far.”

That instant also Arimbi immediately blushed. Arimbi carried the blankets and all the newly replaced bed covers, placing them on a special clothes bed next to the front door of the bathroom.

After seeing the husband poured hot water into the bathtub, like a rabbit child, Arimbi who was still smiling cheerfully gradually settles toward the mas Aidan who was also directly Arimbi deckap.

“From, .. to!” sergeant mas Aidan hurriedly made Arimbi in front of him, then hugged him very tightly. Simultaneously, his lips obscured Arimbi's head, then arrived also on Arimbi's face.

“Lim's uncle called overnight,” said mas Aidan who had arrived to frame Arimbi's face, making the woman look up and completely look at him.

Arimbi who had listened immediately nodded. Moreover, the phone that was discussed by Aidan was also known. It happened at nearly twelve in the night. But regarding the reason the uncle contacted Aidan, Arimbi did not know.

“Uncle Lim asked me to help take care of the case. You want to come, do you stay here?” mas Aidan is still very soft.

Suddenly, Arimbi felt a dilemma. Moreover, the time that mas Aidan offered coincided with the opening of the restaurant at the house of Mr. Angga, in addition to Arimbi who must start making pecelnya as a new menu in both restaurants owned by parents mas Aidan. Not to mention, Warisem's mother is also unlikely to leave him alone. The problem is, now Arimbi has become an automatic wife also has a different role and responsibility than before.

“Yes already, let's take a shower. After this we join the morning prayers of the congregation with others. It is not nice if we stay in the room even though we are entitled,” said mas Aidan who then menci*um wrathful back of Arimbi's nose.

Arimbi who was originally still pondering even daydreaming, immediately smiled clumsyly.

***

Shortly after finishing the morning prayer, mas Aidan had brought Arimbi and Warisem's mother to the house of Mr. Angga. This was their first time there after they got married, and Mr. Angga looked very happy.

“Sore I'm going to Jakarta, Yah.” Mas Aidan preached his plan and schedule to his father. Uncle Lim is in trouble and needs Aidan as his lawyer.

“But don't discuss it again well, Pah. Mbi is becoming more sad. That's just another dilemma. Good thing that bought pecel already has come, so can ngalihin mind mbak Mbi!” mas Aidan hurriedly entered the kitchen.

In a special kitchen that Mr. Angga prepared for Arimbi's business, Arimbi was busy assisted by two workers. The three are busy preparing for the needs of the complete pecel of ordinary Arimbi sales. And even though the kitchen is in the house of Mr. Angga, the location is separate from the usual special kitchen, Mr. Angga cook. So, everything is really Pak Angga prepared specifically as well as special.

“Mother don't have to come. Mom just rest. Right now, Mbak Mbi is there to help!” sergeant mas Aidan did not allow Warisem's mother who followed, helped in the kitchen.

Mas Aidan accidentally pushed his mother-in-law's wheelchair, taking her mother-in-law to the front yard to sunbathe.

“Sini, let Daddy. All Fathers also want to sunbathe,” said Mr. Angga who until this moment is still struggling to convince and take heart mas Aidan.

“OK, Yeah. Thanks much. Yes, I also have to sunbathe to be healthy!” said mas Aidan.

Pak Angga took off the back of mas Aidan with a lot of worries. From the beginning came, his son seemed less harmonious with Arimbi. Different from the dinner last night. At that time, they both looked very romantic. Mr. Angga was so worried, the effect of Aidan having to help Secretary Lim, making Arimbi angry and the like because after all, both are still newlyweds.

“Hopefully no. May they be fine,” inner Pak Angga who does not want the household of the son to fall apart. Enough household, which since the failure also, he decided to always be a widower.

“The kitchen is really spacious and really comfortable well, Ma'am. Feels factory,” says mas Aidan.

Arimbi who was frying peanuts for pecel seasoning, gradually nodded with a smile. “Quiet, Mas. As good or as good as the kitchen here, I still choose. I will actually accompany Mas Das to Jakarta. So, now I want to make the pecel seasoning in many portions at once. Make a setok as long as I accompany Mas in Jakarta!” said excited.

Mas Aidan still could not comment much, although Arimbi's decision to go with him should make him feel very relieved. Maybe because Aidan mas is too understanding, or even because mas Aidan loves Arimbi so much, so that mas Aidan understand, the beginning of the sale period is like a golden period for his wife. But for the sake of devotion to him, Arimbi also went to Jakarta to accompany him.

The first day of sale, Arimbi's pecel shop in Pak Angga's residence was immediately invaded by loyal customers. The market people came to buy. And mas Aidan who still accompanied until nine in the morning, can feel the positive vibes from the wife.

“Congratulations well, Ma'am. The war is selling right away. But because of the afternoon we go to Jakarta, tomorrow Mbak can not continue!” said mas Aidan while taking the heat from his fried serok.

Arimbi blushed immediately. “Already, Mas do not think has hurt me just because I follow Mas to Jakarta, continue to leave stalls that are rame-rame. It's my duty as a wife, right? The rest, I can still sell again if there is no business, right?” arimbi.

For Arimbi, his decision prefers to join mas Aidan as his service as a wife. “From Mas instead seduced another woman!” said Arimbi who was deliberately honest, but mas Aidan immediately shook his head firmly then hugged him from the side.

“Awas loh, this I smell even belepotan sambel pecel!” reprimand Arimbi, but mas Aidan still shook his head while continuing to hug him.

“Mas, I see many new faces, it seems they are acquaintances with Angga's father. Moreover, Angga's father also has a fried business with ready-to-eat food,” said Arimbi was really happy to witness the enthusiasm of buyers at his new shop. Pak Angga san Warisem's mother is still part of the crowd there.

However, both Arimbi and mas Aidan, feel something is lacking, for the happiness they are feeling now. In silence the two thought, perhaps because they were accustomed to going through everything especially happiness, with the family of mas Aidan in complete formation. Until when they go through happily without the family mas Aidan, it feels so there is less.