
“So I'll be a traveling beautician, yeah, Mas?” ask Sundari to make sure.
“Not traveling, darling. Just stop by Ilham's house.” Azzam is still tidying up the bag containing the care package that Sundari will bring.
From outside the family room together with Azzan and Sundari, the voice of the cit cit that accompanies the fast and heavy steps, was heard approaching. Don't think it's a step from the boy who wears special adorable ornate shoes equipped with the sound of even colorful lights. Because it is a step Pak Haji Ojan who wears fur shoes rabbit pink color.
“Innalilahi Ojan. I guess which baby played here. It turns out the baby of the end times!” shocked Azzam at the man who looked all pink.
Jailnya Azzam, he deliberately checked the pants d* in Pak Haji Ojan and proved still pink as the confession who wore it.
“Mas ah, don't get used to it!” sundari scolded Azzam who was still laughing at Pak Haji Ojan's uniform.
“This we some want to Aish?” ask Haji Ojan sir excited.
“Iya. let you believe, how is the original state of Aish the holy woman!” assertive Azzam who then said, “Let's you be a witness fitting Riri wayin care to him!”
“But alas, Aish is not possible to remove the veil let alone hijab if in front of non..,” said Sundari worried.
“Oh yes ... You are non species, yes?” Azzam was confused and indeed reflexively pondered.
“I want to come. I want to be a witness!” mr. Haji Ojan became busy whining. Yes reflex jump in place, until the situation becomes noisy cit cit cit sound from his pink shoes which is also accompanied by colorful lights on the back.
“Swimming, dong, Jan. Cool out! You wanna come, don't you? If you want to go with me diem! Let me think first!” Azzam.
“Yes, Zam. So the one who thinks!” reprimand sir Haji Ojan.
Azzam immediately glared at the reprimanding. “That I don't think you're pinky! Offhand you!”
However, what Azzam did a while later made the young man feel that Haji Ojan's speech was right. That he really didn't think. The proof, Azzam deliberately dressed Pak Haji Ojan with all-pink syari accessories. Not only the complete gamis with a veil, but also a veil that successfully disguises the appearance of a pack Haji Ojan.
“Don't say, yeah. Must be diem not to be caught!” azzam.
“But if I want to talk, how?” haji Ojan sir's protest.
“Ya in heart only!” reply Azzam sure as hell.
“Oke, I practice, yes! I want to talk to you in my heart. You must understand, loh!” said Pak Haji Ojan excitedly then sighed deeply.
“Eh, what! It's not clear you're a species! How can I hear your inner voice!” pissed Azzam.
“Lah, you asked me to speak in my heart, Zamzam!” batin Pak Haji Ojan while glaring behind his veil.
Mr. Haji Ojan who directly practices speaking in the heart, like people affected by convulsions. Sundari who was still there had to cry because of his laughter. Unexpectedly, the lovers will find a magical idea for their mission. Also, Mr. Haji Ojan who always swallowed every directive Azzam.
Moments later, the three flocked away. Azzam carrying two medium-sized tote bags belonging to Sundari. Occasionally, his right leg will go forward kicking next to the foot of Haji Ojan, whose path is still open at once.
“That's how nice of you not to wear those shoes. Noisy, original!” pissed Azzam.
“I want this, uh. I feel so cute when I wear these shoes!” whinek Pak Haji Ojan while embracing Sundari, but that very second, Azzam immediately hit him, until Azzam was in the middle of Haji Ojan and Sundari. Azzam became the distance Sundari and Pak Haji Ojan especially after all, both still do not have a special bond. Not mahram.
“Means I'll be Riri's antaten, huh?” ask Pak Haji Ojan to make sure while continuing to step into the Azzam car in front there.
“Not antaten, but assistant!” reply Azzam.
“Well yes, antaten!” reply sir Haji Ojan has returned to his origin, ngeyel!
Azzam shakes inexhaustibly. “As far as you are. But then I'll talk whispers. Don't shout, get caught and you fail to see the face of the holy woman!”
“Ya already, if so, I say yes in my heart just let not be noisy let alone caught!” said Haji Ojan excited sir.
“Whispeak only! You want to come along? If you want to come!” nagel Azzam.
Immediately Haji Ojan approached Azzam, using both hands as mouthpieces, then whispered right next to Azzam's ears. “Iyaaaa Zamzammmmmm!”
“Ih, what the hell is this? Amused, geliiiii!” lamented Azzam really keelian himself due to the actions of Mr. Haji Ojan. Only then did he realize that getting closer to Haji Ojan made his life more patient
After putting both Sundari bags in the trunk, Azzam immediately opened the rear passenger door. He deliberately prepared a seat there for Sundari. Because later, next to Sundari will be occupied by Warisem's mother. So for the sake of mutual security, Azzam deliberately made Pak Haji Ojan sit next to him.
Arriving home, Warisem's mother was waiting with Akala, on the front porch. Azzam hurriedly came out to open the passenger door next to Sundari. While Akala swiftly carried Warisem's mother, moving her from a wheelchair.
When Azzam-assisted Akala took care of Warisem's mother carefully sitting next to Sundari, they including Warisem's mother and Sundari were shocked by Haji Ojan's behavior. The man folded up the wheelchair belonging to Warisem's mother and kept it in the trunk.
Akala was stupefied because she did not know the disguise of the pinky. “That's, who's Mas? How mighty?” ogre.
Instead of answering, Azzam was busy holding back laughter like a stroke person.
“Where, already ..?” exclaimed Arum's mother while stepping quickly out of the house and approaching. Ms. Arum has also been directly disturbed by the disguise of Mr. Haji Ojan. Tall and even flat, veiled and all pink. Including shoes that sound cit cit cit, decorated with colorful lights.
“Kok looks like Ojan? Yes, Ojan has a twin? All-round pink gini,” inner mother Arum let his right hand be saluted Pak Haji Ojan. “Whose name?” soft sap.
“O ..?” Although the voice has mimicked the woman's speech dialect and is very shy, Pak Haji Ojan is still confused to introduce himself. There was no deal yet. However, he could not have reported himself as Ojan. Could not be invited to Aisyah's house if he made a mistake.
“Ojin!” haji Ojan said, and it was true