Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
21: The Effort of Arimbi and the Evil Intent of Aisha

“Dicated again?” arum's mother's comment stared in disbelief at the fifteen green coconuts that were brought.

“Many of this ..?” Azzura was no less surprised. “Dek, we are blessed with real green coconut sustenance. This difficult from yesterday Mamah search also can be ordinary coconut.” This time, he rubbed his stomach.

Kalsum's grandmother who was also there, and indeed no less surprised, even chattered so that they immediately married Arimbi to mas Aidan.

“Loh, what's our fault? We don't break the norm, kok!” sure mas Aidan who shook his head did not stop thinking about the three women there and was always excited.

“What's up, what's up ..?” Azzam who just came and indeed just came home with Kalandra, immediately kepo.

“Well, this is hardline fan Mbak Arimbi!” babble grandma Kalsum.

“Mbah Uti, just know!” Azzam who was taking off the wrist buttons of his white long-sleeved shirt immediately blushed. “Try leaking in the latest news,” he continued.

“Mas Azzam really has a crush on Mbak Arimbi?” reply Pak Kalandra still stepped casually carrying his briefcase.

Azzam. Laughter is very similar to the laughter of the grandmother.

“Duh ... duh, immediately so gossip if gini how. Who has a crush on Dek Azzam, Masnya digosipin,” said mas Aidan who then returned to carry one sack of green coconut.

“Iya, .. why not just me anyway, who digosipin?” azzam laughed again.

“Mbak Azzura, would you like Mas ready for dark water?” tawar Mas Aidan while continuing to bring in one sack of green coconut.

“By a bang, Mas. Young coconuts should not be thrown away. Thanks a lot, yes!” reply Azzura smiled cheerfully and let his body tightly embraced by the papah who would always be anxious to him.

Arum's mother to pinch the stomach of Mr. Kalandra, reminding that now, Azzura their daughter is pregnant young. Not that, directly the herd, Kalandra even changed the direction to tightly hug the wife.

“Indeed we were that good, huh? How come they get so sudden? What, they're deliberately distracting because they're worried I can't move on from Didi? But honestly, the intention is that I will wait for Didi deck to marry first. I just thought of a soul mate for myself. If Dek Azzam wants to marry first, does Dek Aira want also, yes please,” thought mas Aidan. He gradually took a machete to prepare his green coconut water.

In a different place, Arimbi was eager to boil every vegetable to be pecel. Including that about the fried food that the woman was frying deftly. But just arrived, Arimbi thought to fry the fry impromptu so that the results are more delicious.

Meanwhile, Arimbi's statement that had already left the sale again, Arimbi had even changed clothes at once fragrant, making Siti's mother who was flipping clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes.

“Ham, look! The Arimbi had sold two rounds as high as the mountain was a pile of pecel material as fried. Your wife's time in the room continues? What else, anyway? Keep candles are you afraid of debuan? Wonderful, choose a wife who is a mattress guard!” mother class Siti.

The inspiration that sat on the terrace and was actually waiting for Arimbi to pass by, only snorted. Another with Aisyah who was cowering to bed while watching Drakor through her cellphone.

“Si Arimbi long ago ngeselin, yes! Look for the attention of pretending to be diligent. I don't think there are any other men, still going to Ilham. So actually, the reason he asked for talak because so that Ilham mas chasing him, including Ilham mas also?” thought Aisyah. “It's not just honey, this smilebelin. Especially if it is still honey?” his mind again that suddenly just wanted to give Arimbi a lesson. “Be careful if the Arimbi is still acting, I invite my punk friends, let all Arimbi troll. Let her get pregnant out of wedlock and no one wants to be with her! Because only then, people do not want to even be disgusted to him!”

“Bismillah, may good intentions always succeed well,” Arimbi prayers along the way. Every now and then, he stops because someone is buying and some of them until someone is willing to wait.

“Request his WA number dong, Mbak Rimbi. Let if you want to buy, stay between.”

Some of them compactly ask for WA numbers under the pretext of facilitating the message process before meeting. The fact that also makes Arimbi have an idea, receive messages online.

“Can try everything, anyway. Accept orders onlie is also a good thank-you rame. So if I can't take care of myself, I can pay people to help!” arimbi thought he was getting excited.

Arimbi re-opened its trading at the crossroads next to the market. There, several other food vendors were also lined up. Like the morning, the atmosphere there becomes similar to culinary tourism. Even though not far from them are large stores that sell various clothes, bags, and other fashion needs, food vendors like them are even more hunted.

Because of the sudden rain flushed, they were compact shoulder to shoulder pulled each merchandise. Including the taxi and parking attendant also helped because everything there is already like family. In between breaks while waiting for buyers, Arimbi expressed his desire to buy a wagon motorcycle so that he could transport a lot of merchandise including frying so that his fry can be fried impromptu. However, everyone agrees that Arimbi means a stacking cart placed in a motorbike.

“Soal if some kind of motor cart, bother, Ma'am. Must go up and down if it is right on the road someone buys. If it's kind of silent like this so the target is nothing. Well if there is a buyer on the road, automatically, Ma'am has to go back and forth to his cart. Unless there is a motorbike drive, there is a guard on the cart for tradingin as well!” comment parking attendant there and directly supported by others.

“Ber also, anyway,” Inner Arimbi who also directly thought to order a special cart for him to trade.

The afternoon was getting late and trading was also getting better. However, Arimbi will not go home before trading runs out. There are still about fifteen more packages, in addition to his fellow traders who are also still many who sell there.

While occasionally chatting with the merchant next to him, Arimbi who was still displaced on the terrace of the market stall that had closed, occasionally confirmed his phone. From earlier, there were some who wanted to buy pecels, and Arimbi deliberately asked them directly to the house because the mother also sold. But now, Arimbi got a message from a contact of Aidan. The message that has not been anything has immediately made Arimbi tense.

“I'm not wrong, right, huh? Should people level Mas Aidan will be WA if it is to make super important affairs?” thought Arimbi.