Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
146 : Arrrrrrrghhhh!

One, two, three, ....

“Arrrrrgggg!” yelled Ojin with his godam voice.

Ibu Siti immediately staggered her so shocked. Unexpectedly, the earthy gentle woman in Ojin's class, would be very noisy if she shouted. His voice looks like a man.

“Arrrrrgggh!”

Again, Ojin could not accept the fact that every time she saw the look of Aisyah after the woman opened the veil as well as part of her hijab. Nevertheless, Ojin who was already curious but also could not accept the reality, deliberately looked at the neck and then Aisyah's ears. Because even though Aisyah did not remove the complete hijab, the neck and some of Aisyah's ears can still be seen. In fact, without having to be looked at carefully and it was really a glance, what Aisyah had been covering using her hijab or veil, was very clear.

“Arrrrggggh!”

So on and this time, Ojin did it while running. Although he even surrounds the room of Inspiration that is not spacious. Keep doing so until the atmosphere becomes a scene. Not just a scream with his godam voice. Because the cit cit cit voice from his shoes is also very disturbing.

Aisyah who initially sat, until standing. No different from the mother-in-law, she also covered her ears. While Sundari who should do beauty treatments to him, has directly approached Ojin.

At the same time, the panicked Azzam also immediately headed for the CTF.

“That sounds who the hell, Zam?” ask Ilham who also immediately tried to stand. Ilham was worried that the voice of Ojin, a woman who suddenly made her chest pounding at once warm like a normal man in most.

Although he was in a hurry and ran, without looking at Ilham, Azzam said, “Om jin!”

“Om, Jin? Om Jin who?” The inspiration that had stood then used both sticks to help the way, immediately confused.

“Eh, Om Jin. I mean Ojin!” sergeant Azzam deliberately corrected his words.

“Yeah, Ojin!” Impressive inspiration was heartless and did care for Ojin, rushing towards the scene as well. He followed Azzam who had already done it. Trained and overwhelmed still he lived, for the sake of the Ojin who had already stolen his attention.

Then, Azzam opened the door, doing so in a hurry to coincide with Ojin running towards the door.

Jebreeed!

Azzam's decision to open the door only made Ojin who ran towards the door, hit. The ojin instantly bounced off, falling onto the white ceramic floor there and ending up supine.

“Innalilahiiiii,” lirih Sundari immediately approached as well as squatting.

“Aish, close try your face because it looks like, Ojin phobia to your face!” omel mother Siti.

“This is why I didn't faint, huh? Am I having a dream? I saw sumi! Uh, sumbi. Uh, zombie, Ri!” Ojin whispered to Sundari. But when she turned to Aisyah and the woman was wearing the hijab properly, again, she reflexively shouted and jumped.

Azzam who almost got hit by Ojin, hurriedly moved aside. Because if a little Azzam late moving, his fate would not be less sad than Ilham who after being hit also until Ojin stepped on.

“Innalilahi, really looks like a horse!” moaning Ilham lay in pain on the floor. As he complained, Ojin's energy, especially when he was trampled twice on his stomach and neck, Ojin's energy was really as strong as a horse. There is no doubt that Ojin is a mighty woman.

Ojin already directly carrying Warisem's mother who he invited home.

“We take green coconut orders mbak Azzura first, Mas!” said Warisem's mother.

Ojin deliberately brought her lips still covered in a pink veil, to the ear of Warisem's mother. “We have to get out of here as soon as possible because inside there is Zumi, Mom!” What Ojin means is a zombie aka Aisyah.

“What is Zumi, Mas?” mother Siti who asked in a whisper, was indeed very curious.

“Buto ijo who likes to eat people, Mom! Serem, right?” sergeant Ojin is still whispering.

“Ihhh, really, really, Mas! And then Azzam mas same mbak Riri, how? If they're still there, they're eaten!” ibu Siti immediately believed and grew more frightened. The old woman even panicked.

Warisem's real mother felt strange with the name of the style that Ojin mentioned, yes-yes while nodding. Because for him, the origin of Azzam and Sundari survived, it was more than enough. Of the two eaten Zumi who said Ojin, is a blind man-eating ijo.

As a manifestation of his sense of responsibility, Sundari still do beauty treatments to Aisyah. Sundari did it with all his heart. Only, Ojin who had returned and caught the zumi that he feared was really the holy woman, ....

“Kok looks like the one in the photo, huh? How do you not look like Azzura?” thought Ojin who that second also became numb.

Ojin staggered down, making Azzam who witnessed it so unbearable.

Azzam, who was originally in Aisyah's room, accidentally caught up with Ojin. Azzam was sure, Ojin was heartbroken. The face and gaze of Ojin just now is typical of people who are very disappointed.

Right at the entrance of Ilham's house and the door was perfectly open, Ilham who was standing there accidentally grabbed Ojin's left wrist. Good Inspiration means, want to imitate romantic styles and then calm Ojin who had been frightened because of the original form of Aisyah. However, Ilham dapay even bogeman reflex from Ojin's right hand.

“Wah ... Ojan is mighty!” inner Azzam shock.

“Ih .. mas Ilham ...,” Inner Ojin reflex captures the back of Ilham who barely touched the terrace there.

“Wadi daw ... wadi daw Gaes .. romance bars are getting knitted! Uh!” azzam's inner reflexes used both of his hands to smother his mouth.

“Yeah Ojin .. You're really the woman of dreams. How deft! Idol!” inner Ilham was getting more ojin-ojin after the attention he got from the woman dressed all pink.

Time goes by quickly after Aisyah's original facial statement is revealed. Ojin who is still hard to believe also still feels weak. Next to Azzam, Ojin gradually removed the veil until it appeared to be a mustachioed ukhti.

“Mas Ojan,” call Sundari worried to Pak Haji Ojan.

Azzam who is still driving and they are on their way home, is also no less worried. Azzam was afraid, Ojan really became insane.

“So said mas Ojan, in the house of the Ilham there is zumi, buto ijo who likes to eat people!” the story of Warisem's mother is stirring.

In that instant, Sundari and Azzam reflexed to look at each other. Their gazes met in the rear-view mirror above Azzam.

In his silence, Haji Ojan continued to imagine the original form of an Aisyah. “Kok can be that cool, huh? She's a human, a noble woman, or what?” the inner Pak Haji Ojan is really limp. His life seemed to be forcibly revoked shortly after he learned of Asiyah's real face.

“If this is the way, mending me the same Didi ..,” whine pak Haji ojan.

That instant also Sundari and Azzam, again coded eyes.

“It looks like our plan to make the Ojan mas stop chasing Mbak Aisyah, succeed Mas!” whispered Sundari while somewhat standing, besides he who reached squatting next to the right ear of the lover.

Azzam direct mesem. Although when he saw Ojan who returned dumbfounded, the pity was again present.

“Sometimes I regret it, why I fell in love, to you ... when I, do not know what is behind your veil ...” Ojin suddenly hummed.

“When love ...,” say Azzam and instantly reply Ojin.

“Indeed not in your image ...,” welcome Ojin.

“Bila hearts ...,” Further Azzam.

“Only belongs to your bojomu. Why should, ..” Ojin was confused to continue.

“The wrong one is Mas. The one whose love looks at the physical. Ma'am Aish is not wrong. Because it started. Mas is also the one who immediately chased,” said Sundari.

Reproved so, Ojin was immediately speechless. True Sundari said, all this time his love only looked at the physical. But the physical is not only far from perfect. Because it's worth looking at, not yet. “Kok me evil, yes?” thought Haji Ojan sir.