Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
19: Similar Maggots Chili

“Hah ...? This much, everything is loved?” said mas Aidan in shock.

The dining room which was originally decorated with warmth from the togetherness of a large family who was enjoying pecel as a breakfast menu, was immediately disturbed by the words of mas Aidan just now. All eyes instantly made the newly seated mas Aidan join them, as the focus of attention.

“Loh, why are you surprised?” Azzam who arrived and was taking off the giting or it was a neatly embedded lid in the pecel wrapper and it was a banana leaf, staring confusedly at the brother. Unusually, this time mas Aidan looks dazed. “From now on, what's the focus? Pecel, lontong, and also fried as much as this is indeed given free because the seller has been helped by Mas! I got back to the seller, made to pay even if only half right. In addition to Mas who remained silent, the seller also begs me not to refuse sustenance. Yes I have not paid, pity also the seller is afraid of how.”

Mas Aidan who had just sat down, gradually sighed deeply. He doesn't even know who sold the pecel and gave it away for free.

“I think I knew,” said Azzam who also felt bad.

“Tadi Mas did not focus, because Didi asked to break up. We actually broke up,” said Mas Aidan who became exhaled through the mouth and really lackluster.

The news of the breakup of mas Aidan with Didi, made everyone stunned, without exception Azzam who had a four-eye chat with mas Aidan. Although they know the two are often debated due to differences in principles, the fact that Aidan was immediately dazed and clearly lost as he is now, also made them feel very unbearable.

“Bentent, deh. When I returned to the market first to check who the seller was,” pamit mas Aidan still prioritizes the giver pecelnya, without wanting to be selfish by not caring just because now, he was heartbroken.

Mas Aidan's family included Azzura the younger pregnant sister, gradually nodding. They let go of Aidan while mlongo, concerned for one of their role models. Pecel which was initially very delicious complete with meat and fried foods, no longer make them excited. Mas Aidan's grief was too painful for them.

***

The sun has been getting hotter, creating a sense of warmth that long produces sweat, when finally the bike that mas Aidan drove to the Arimbi lap. There, Arimbi is not alone. There are still some buyers and some of them to take the fried foods and also their own.

Mas Aidan, who was wearing a helmet, immediately recognized Arimbi even though the woman was still wearing a mask. In fact, Mas Aidan who had immediately removed his helmet, deliberately sat on a wooden bench provided there.

No different from Mas Aidan, Arimbi who although busy, also realized the arrival of mas Aidan. More coincidentally, Ilham passed by with the holy woman.

“S-honey, that's Arimbi, right? Well, it turns out he sells pecel, lontong, fried so?” Aisyah who was still wearing all-black shari'a clothes complete with her veil, immediately looked at Arimbi with an intimidating look.

Arimbi who was initially chatting lightly with the buyer, immediately looked at the wonder of Aisyah who for him was not much different from Ilham.

“Stupid is like a self-reflection, anyway. Want no matter how it looks, if it is a character that can not be hidden. Like a carcass that will still smell no matter what method we use to cover it,” said mas Aidan who, despite being busy with mobile phones, still commented on the way Aisyah assesses Arimbi only from the busy Arimbi.

After the Aidan mas silent, Arimbi immediately focused on Aisyah and Ilham who had just parked the motorbike in the parking lot next to Arimbi dagang. “Even if I don't become TKW, the Mama will never meet the husband Mbak!”

“Ih, why are you guys, anyway? Masya Alloh, even so sensi. I mean say like that right because I want to really eat pecel, lontong, the same fried,” said Aisyah.

“Taiiii!” batin Arimbi was fed up with all who deal with Inspiration.

“Honey, let's buy pecel for breakfast. Do you buy a lot just for the provision of streets so that later you do not have to bother looking for food?” sergeant Aisyah is really spoiled. He grabbed the hand of Ilham who refused to hold it until he had to hold it very tightly.

Which disturbs the focus of Inspiration, of course the reality of mas Aidan who got there. “Is their relationship that close?” thought.

“The eyes of the holy woman, kok ya installment also, flirtatious show off the intimacy. Original, this is I really am not being jealous, just this holy woman actually looks like maggots chili can not be silent and clearly show off. Look tuh, just choose fried foods, whining until the hug of Ilham that,” inner Arimbi who then turned his head, making him look at Aidan. “But jerk, deh. How is the holy woman agile, like no pain? Was it last night including dawn, they were not the first night? Reportedly if the first night, the pain to make the road difficult? Lah, this ..he jumped into that excitement. Or because she is a holy woman, so she is also mighty!” thought Arimbi again who held back laughter.

“Mbak Arimbi, how much love was that?” ask Mas Aidan.

Arimbi immediately focused on the man sitting on the bench next to him. “Where, Mas?”

“Mbak Arimbi, we can eat here?” sergah Aisyah spoiled and successfully disturbed the togetherness of Arimbi and Mas Aidan.

“Apaan, anyway. Never mind, don't need to be robbed!” spray Ilham.

Although Ilham spoke in a soft tone, his voice was still heard by Arimbi and mas Aidan, who also reflexively exchanged lyrics. More funny, Ilham brought Aisha from there. The man held her tightly and took her inside the market.

“They look very unhappy,” said mas Aidan while focusing on Arimbi.

Arimbi raised both his shoulders while shaking his head.

“Terus that time, Ma'am. How much so that you can make people eat one RT?” continue mas Aidan.

“Yes nothing, Mas. I'm sincere. Please do not reject my good intentions because I am sincere. My intentions love, do not look from the goods and the amount, well.” As to Azzam, to Mas Aidan too, Arimbi begged.

Mas Aidan sighed deeply and stared inexhaustibly Arimbi thought. “Mbak this, later Mbak loss loh.”

“If you do good to lose, Mas not possible nolongin me or others, right, Mas?” Arimbi smiled confidently and the news was delivered to his family.

“That's what I helped you yesterday?” asked Arum's mother still sitting next to Azzura and occasionally stroking her daughter's stomach.

They are still in the dining room and have just had breakfast using Arimbi pecel.

“Cantik. Never mind, mate with me!” said Azzam immediately cheerful, but mas Aidan immediately glanced at his sister then shook his head inexhaustibly.

Another with Kalsum's grandmother who immediately complained to Kalandra. “Si Azzam from the beginning mbak pecelnya open mask, immediately excited. Mbah, Mbah, the pecel seller is beautiful! Tell me that was him!”

Not only Kalandra sir who immediately terbahak, but also all including Azzam. Only Aidan remained serious.

“Already, Mas Azzam married him, later you guys become pecel entrepreneurs, so I can also eat pecel every day, do not need to queue!” Azzura.

With his jail, Azzam who sat next to Mr. Kalandra, faced with Azzura, said, “Indeed you want to snack every day?” Because although Aidan became the oldest child in their family, Azzura was already married.