Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
145: Nothing Is Surprised

Inspiration, whose path was still using a cane, had just come out of the room carried by Ojin. Ojin who was still veiled and became a tough and quiet Muslim, sat Ilham in one of the living room risban. The living room which doubles up as a family room there, which also becomes the first room in the residence of Ilham's parents.

“This woman named Ojin, is really different, huh? Alone, mighty, very eyesight as well,” Inner Inspiration has directly admired Ojin.

The fact that the two corners of Ojin's eyes were drawn to the side, made Ilham convinced, that the Muslim woman was tough and was looking at him, also smiling.

Because it is forbidden to speak and even breathe just in case, Ojin does rely only on a cheerful smile that makes eyelashes and eyebrows thick talk. Then he lowered his head timidly while bowing as his farewell to Inspiration.

“MasyaAlloh once!” the mind of Inspiration is amazed.

Ojin did not know, if his charm that suddenly became a strong Muslim had destroyed the heart of an Inspiration. The heart that had been fragile because it continued to be sensed*ng love from Aisyah was immediately very cool. The same is the case with arid land due to long drought that finally watered.

Meanwhile, on the front porch, Azzam who was originally sitting waiting with Warisem's mother, was not okay. Azzam was too worried that Ojin was not only shocked, but also instantly dying. Therefore, Azzam deliberately told Warisem's mother, leaving a wooden chair where he sat.

“Original, how come I got deg-degan, huh?” lirih Azzam hurriedly stepped into the house of Ilham. He intends to keep watch. Afraid Ojin fainted or fatally bablas should be buried.

Along with Sundari, Ojin was in the room of Ilham because he was going to do beauty treatments to Aisyah. Of course, Haji Ojan, who is now called Ojin, deliberately accompanied and helped, in addition to Ojin who will witness solely how the original form of Aisyah's face.

It's just, Azzam who feels disturbed at the attitude of Ilham, already very wanted to throw his sandals into the face of the man. “Truly, the Inspiration should be pegged or sprayed with snakes only, rather than alive but not for that!” his inner.

“You want to say something, men are prohibited from entering because Aisyah wants to remove the same hijab veil!” reprimanded Siti's mother who happened to be peering from behind the door of Ilham's room.

Ibu Siti was watching over the course of beauty treatments to Aisyah. Because even though Siti's mother was afraid of being trapped by Azzam, Siti's mother remained curious. Especially from the beauty products that Sundari brought, all the products are very convincing. Fragrant, soft, and also attractive.

“Fear of thirsty wife candidates, Ms. Siti. I am a partner of attention, not a couple of dakjal like Ilham who does not take care of his partner!” azzam.

“Already, here I am handahin!” sergeant Siti's mother while preparing to receive a bottle of drinking water that Azzam brought. Even through drinking water, he intends to be part of the room. He will witness the course of Aisyah's beauty treatment from a closer distance. While doing so, later he will find a way so that he also gets beauty treatments without capital from Sundari.

“Turn to my future wife only, do not go to the Ojin, afraid of being spit on!” azzam.

Of course, Siti's mother was immediately horrified even though Azzam's speech was identical ceplas-ceplos. “How are you, anyway? Ojin is a veiled woman, gentle but mighty and kind as well. Time yes he was reckless origin spit in that. You saw for yourself, right, Ilham until he bopong help out of the room,” her clean while receiving a bottle of pink drink given by Azzam.

“Saking good, he can also bury people alive so he can ease the work of the angel of death, Miss Siti!” reply Azzam sure as hell.

“W-your style, Zam!” annoyed Siti's mother decided to enter the room and then deliberately hurriedly closed the door.

Now, though still upset with Ilham, Azzam chose to approach him. “Tuh people can not guide, guidance. What is it, his guidance must be from me?” he thought suddenly the spirit to preach to Ilham.

“Ham! Do you have any guests? Not polite, you know! Moreover, I did not come with empty hands. I brought a lot of baggage for your family. Never be treated to drinks and food, just say no!” reprimand Azzam deliberately sat in the risban in front of the risban Ilham sat.

The two were only separated by the existence of the long wooden table that was there. And just now, though it seemed heavy, Ilham finally apologized to Azzam.

“I can not move freely, so you may not be able to prepare you to drink let alone food,” said Ilham while still looking down.

“OK, nothing. It's so much better than you're just a bitch. It's as if you have to interact, talk and hang out with the environment. Surprisingly, educated people know religion, there are no legowo-legowo. It does not reflect that you are human! Original, let alone educated people who understand religion.” Azzam still complained about his attachment to the attitude of Inspiration for which he was obliged to be taught a lesson.

“Iya, .. sorry,” reply Azzam still down. But suddenly, he remembered Ojin who made him reflexively turn his head while staring at the door of his room. The door of the room with a faded red paint was still tightly closed. I don't know what happened there, but all she knows is, Aisyah will undergo beauty treatments for free.

“You are in high school very dear, Ham, if you do not work. In the cottage you were given the title of young Gus. That title is not just any title!” azzam said trying to invite Inspiration to speak from heart to heart. Because after all, Azzam's heart is still sane. Pity also if high school with expensive costs, but not be anything and instead become unemployed.

Inspiration gradually sighed softly at once deeply. “Later if I have recovered, Aisyah and I will return at once stay at the cottage.”

“ALHAMDULLILAH!” sergeant Azzam is a grateful reflex.

“That's from the heart, what does Father Kyai demand?” continued Azzam, but this time, his interlocutor just glanced at him while sighing deeply. Can Azzam make sure, the reason Ilham wanted to return to the pesantren with Aisyah because Ilham was demanded by Father Kyai.

“Eh, by the way this inside has arrived where, yes, the process?” azzam thought curious.

Inside the room, Aisyah was still hesitant to take off her veil let alone her hijab. Aisyah is not very confident especially if comparing her physical beauty with Sundari which from the skin is as white as tofu.

“Already, Mbak. Come on, bismilah,” Sundari said really patient as well as gentle. Very similar to the tenderness and patience of the father.

“Serious I am embarrassed, I am not confident,” said Aisyah for the most time.

“That's why it used to be tattooed, pierced too. Don't-don't, it's you too until tattooed the same piercing, huh?” momma Siti cynical.

“Hah? Aish got the same piercing tattoo?” batin Pak Haji Ojan, not nothing has been surprised. In front of him and still sitting on the wooden chair, Aisyah simply lowered her head in. Which Aisyah silence is also the same as not denying the mother-in-law's sneer about tattoos and piercings on Aisyah's body.