Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
22: Shame!

Mas Aidan: Ten more days, there's a four-monthly event of my sister's pregnancy. Mbak Arimbi can fill a buffet with full lontong pecels as fried? But if you can, the fry is impromptu so it tastes crispy too.

“Wah ...,” liirh Arimbi reflexes along with the bright smile that adorns her beautiful face. He lowered his white mask because of the happiness he felt, making him feel tight.

“Alhamdullilah!” inward Arimbi who then hurriedly replied to Aidan's message. “In reality, doing good is nothing to lose anyway. Alhamdullilah, alhamdulliah!” arimbi mind does not stop being grateful.

In a different place, Mr. Kalandra who was drinking green coconut water using a straw of stainles, to look at the cell phone mas Aidan. His intention wanted to see WA Arimbi's profile photo, but it turned out that the profile photo that was adorning the WA chat room on the mobile phone mas Aidan only in the form of a stretch of blue sky.

“What's it like, anyway?” lirih Pak Kalandra kepo because it is very curious.

“Tomorrow just come to market!” sure grandma Kalsum.

“Don't arrive, because it is cornered continuously, later Mas Aidan so muchin Mbak Arimbi,” reprimand mother Arum. “More thanks again, if mbak Arimbi counted as a third person with Didi.”

“Eat him, his digosipin is the same as me!” sure Azzam brought a plate of food to the dining table.

Mr. Kalandra laughed at Azzam. “Si most digosipin ngarep same mbak Arimbi!” he said as he stroked the head of the child who always wore a neat hairstyle and it was very similar to him.

“Ngefans, Bye!” said Azzam who had directly chewed the food in his mouth.

Mas Aidan who sat next to Azzam and only two seats adrift, deliberately said, “Tomorrow we see that Mbak Arimbi here, Dek Azzam want to do?” He ended his speech with a very gentle smile.

“Contactments, Mas. Let's quickly follow the four-month event title as well!” said Azzam suddenly.

Everything including mas Aidan was also terbahak with the joy of Azzam who was so eager to get close to Arimbi. Which, Azzam also with a gentleman invited Arimbi to get acquainted, the next day.

“Mbak Arimbi, my sister Mas Aidan,”, Azzam said as he reached out his right hand and ready to shake Arimbi's right hand.

Arimbi who was first met by people was openly, immediately confused. Through a glance, he stared at the meaningless mas Aidan. The man nodded, as if asking him to shake Azzam's hand in return.

“Dek Azzam's twin mbak Azzura who is pregnant and yesterday Mbak Arimbi send green coconut,” obviously mas Aidan when finally Arimbi who until take off his plastic gloves, shake Azzam's hand.

With a joke, Azzam deliberately said, “But I am not pregnant kok Ma'am Arimbi!”

It was not only Arimbi who was instantly stiff from holding back a laugh. Because Aidan's class is quiet, too.

“Tumben, The mbahnya not invited?” asked Arimbi still with the rest of the smile due to Azzam's joke.

“Alau Mbah not invited, they are always at heart really. But if Mbak Arimbi allows, I also want to be in the heart of Mbak Arimbi,” said Azzam.

“Mas, Mas sister why?” asked Arimbi whispering while glancing frantically at Mas Aidan. However, the one being asked was instead busy holding back a laugh while shaking his head.

“Oh, so in addition to sales, it is used to hahahehe same men, huh? Luckily for you, Mas, not so make him my honey,” said Aisyah who suddenly came in when the atmosphere of selling Arimbi was tenuous. The reason that also makes mas Aidan invite Azzam to relax there.

“Eh, Ukhty, if you have a mouth, all buy the brakes. Let the unhappiness that is heard include Ukhty himself. Not ashamed, it's closed so, but uncivilized behavior. Think not to use udel science. Indiscriminate origin of people's nudity! It's still early in the morning!” sewot Azzam's.

Aisyah immediately did not accept, and immediately stared angrily at Azzam. “That rattles you! Don't you know who I am? Your inquirer I call my friends to make you crackle until ableusss?!” he nodded Azzam's face with his right hand.

“HEY!” snapped Mas Aidan to stand up from his seat and successfully made Aisyah silenced in fear. He shook his head inexhaustibly, looking at the faces of Aisyah and Ilham, alternating.

“Innalilahi, ... This is the holy woman ..?” Arimbi was speechless. He looked at Ilham who was restless and busy trying to take Aisyah away from there.

“If you don't want to be hurt, SHUT UP!” aisha shouted this time until she pointed at Arimbi's face.

Arimbi direct mingkem. “What's my fault? Sorry, ... you ... you have a life problem what, anyway?”

“Which has a life problem it's you! Why are you busy spreading charm to my in-laws with busy ass, pretentious to be the most beautiful woman, pretentious to be the most independent woman at the same time good!” yelled Aisyah but this time it was silent after the mas Aidan flushed his face using mineral water and initially the middle of the man drank.

“Sorry .. sorry!” Resisting his shame on his wife's behavior, Ilham painstakingly led her away to the motorcycle. However, Aisyah rebelled with a force more akin to rhino power.

“Dare you make a fuss here, I send you to polsek!” mencam Mas Aidan who got to stand in front of the table Arimbi trading pecel lontong following fried.

Aisyah instantly silenced her frightened staring at Mas Aidan who was clearly much more emotional than her. He found, some people around who immediately noticed. The motorcycle taxi driver and parking attendant who initially just watched from a distance also flocked closer.

“The truth is that your husband has been mopped up, kept dumped into the most inappropriate place by Mbak Arimbi, but you pick up, and you are proud. You pick up, you also feel Mbak Arimbi want to seize. Open your eyes, Ma'am. Your husband has been dumped because Ms. Arimbi is aware, she is nothing more than a parasite. And yesterday I told you, a soul mate is like a reflection of. So, the reason you guys are dating is because you guys are so similar. YOU GUYS ARE THE SAME! NO, DON'T MAKE IT BECAUSE OF IT. DON'T CONSIDER YOURSELF THE HOLIEST MASTER IF YOU JUST DO IT, LIKE THIS!” continue mas Aidan most furious to humans like Aisyah.

“Mbak Arimbi, what is it?” ask the group of motorcycle taxi drivers and also parking lotmen who some also look like thugs.

“Itu, Mang Ujang. That woman, if she doesn't go through the street. Origin njeplak, suddenly playing gangbol.” Arimbi snorted in annoyance.

“Well, Mrs Haji, you don't have a mouth brake?” said the ojek handyman with the thug look, and Arimbi called Mang Ujang. He looked at the annoyed Aisyah who immediately snorted and gave her a sharp look before the woman hurriedly chose to leave.

“Come, Mas. We look for breakfast elsewhere,” Aisyah sergeant brought Ilham from there, whereas before, he continued to refuse.

“You're so shy, anyway?!” upset Inspiration to dismiss the hand of the wife.

All eyes looked at Aisyah, but Ayesha did not care. Including that when Ilham ignored him, Aisyah remained unconcerned because she was too sure, she could still control Ilham.