Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
51: Mr. Haji Ojan

Reportedly Aisyah as a suspect, has reached Arimbi's ear. Mas Aidan, who reported it via WA, the night after his meeting with the man's parents. In addition, this morning Siti's mother also made a special visit to Arimbi. The woman begged Arimbi not to drag Ilham. Unmitigated, the arrival of Siti's mother this time is not empty-handed. Because for the first time in her life, Siti's mother brought a stool containing duck eggs.

Arimbi could not comment. He was only able to sigh deeply, while getting ready to go for sale because the arrival of Siti's mother had made it late.

“Regarding mas Ilham will be imprisoned not, not depending on me, ma'am. Everything is purely dependent on the Ilham. Because if Ilham mas until proven, .. yes want how else?” arimbi said as Siti's mother continued to plead, blocking her steps.

“But if Ilham had been allowed to go home like now, it should not, right, Mbi?” ask Siti's mother to make sure.

Arimbi who had been sitting on the bike and had just started his motorbike, gradually shook his head. “I really don't understand, Mom. But the point is yes as before, that if it is proven, it must directly deal with the police again!” sure Arimbi who then say excuse me.

“Bu, I'm leaving first, yes!” pamit Arimbi for a number of times, and for a number of times, Warisem's mother also asked the princess to be careful.

Floating answers from Arimbi are also very uncertain, making Siti's mother more worried. Lady Siti was getting more and more unsettled.

“Should if you'd like to worry it's me, you know. My daughter and keep hurting you!” upset mother Warisem and only responded cynically by mother Siti.

“When it's in my position, it must know how it feels!” upset mother Siti while continuing to step away.

While shaking her head off the back of Siti's mother, Warisem's mother accidentally closed the door of her house.

“Body-body, have you been visiting just to bribe so that Ilham does not get dragged into his wife's case? Yes wrong target!” the inner mother of Warisem was again disturbed by the blow from the door she had just locked. Warisem's mother did not step up.

“Sem, turn it on duck eggs if Arimbi can not guarantee Ilham free!” scream Siti's mom out there.

Ms. Warisem immediately shook her head then sighed deeply. Not wanting the problem to get longer, he deliberately grabbed a stool of his duck egg from the table in front of him.

“Nih!” asserted Warisem mother while giving her eggs to Siti's mother.

“If you really want to eat duck eggs, buy yourself!” hard*ik mother Siti.

Warisem's mother glared in disbelief at him. “Custom times Mother Siti. Let alone duck eggs, to beef, goat, whatever duck I get bored because every day sent the same prospective ghost or even besan! Don't believe? Go into the kitchen, the rest is still there. Where to know if I want to!” reply Warisem mother is no less rent from Siti's mother.

After a moment of confusion, Siti's mother said, “Broast! Just be proud! Looks really hard!”

Warisem's mother almost replied, but the fact that Siti's mother slipped until the duck eggs were brought down all crumbled. Wailing the woman wept at the waist that Siti's mother complained of pain, in addition to all the eggs that were indeed crushed.

“Nah, right ... so don't be arrogant! It's got its own stone, right?” said Warisem's mother who then asked Siti's mother to clean her former eggs also that smell fishy extraordinary.

Once at home already approached the mother of Siti, in the middle of the road ahead of the alley, Arimbi even met Ilham. Arimbi who did not want to deal with Ilham, deliberately speeding even though the man was blocking in the middle of the road. Immediately ragged running away to the side because not expecting, Arimbi reckless even had the heart to crash* him.

“Mbi, I want to chat, Mbi! There is something important we should talk about!” sure Ilham to scream. He hastily confirmed his scabbard that had barely escaped the scroll as a button on his waist.

“Same child same mother. I think besides still being neighbors and before there was a case, they'd learn more to appreciate. But in fact, everything is really the same. I wonder at myself. All this time, how can I hold it? I'm afraid*pan or so gobl*oknya?!” arimbi's mind is upset at himself.

***

The atmosphere was still very beautiful when Arimbi finally reached the market. Just arrived, he immediately got many orders from market people who had come from three o'clock earlier to prepare each trade.

As Arimbi believed, he got a message from mas Aidan. Mas Aidan inquired about it, other than the man who was parting and today could not accompany because there was business until night.

Arimbi: I've sold and thank God it's been about half even though it's only been an hour here, Mas.

Arimbi: Yes it's okay if it's busy, but don't forget to eat, yes.

Mas Aidan: Everything, safe, right?

Reading messages from Aidan's mas, Arimbi reflexively watches around. Everything is safe, there is no sign of the presence of punk children or other dangerous people except, thin men with shiny blubber hair whose head is often infested with green flies.

“Ojan! My name is Haji Ojan! I heard, Madam Arimbi is a widow, huh? Widow and ready to be Mas Ojan's favorite, right?” said the man still survives sitting on his old motorcycle.

Not yet anything, Arimbi is already goosebumps and reflexes swallow his saliva. “Maybe he's not sane. But if it is not sane, how can you ride a motorbike, yes?” arimbi's inner self felt sinister at the way Ojan was paying attention to him. The man continued to smile, looking at him with a flirtatious glance. In addition, both hands of Haji Ojan also alternately combing his limp hair using a small comb pink color. No less striking, all accessories that Pak Haji Ojan wear shades of pink. From long-sleeved shirts, sarongs, glasses, and also a backpack carrying a cat character that is still pink.

However, the fact that Ojan continues to follow wherever Arimbi goes, from Arimbi who delivers orders, to Arimbi into the public toilet, makes Arimbi sad. Arimbi to stop by Pak Angga's house which is near the market, according to the direction of mas Aidan who immediately entrust it to the father.

“Where, Ma'am? Already, Ma'am enter first to the house let Daddy take care!” said Mr. Angga who was waiting in front of the gate. He even took over the Arimbi motorcycle.

“It, Dad! Want me to tabo*k use a skillet, afraid of fainting later I'm the one who was dikasus!” arimbi.

“Loh, the Ojan traveler love?!” said Mr. Angga astonished.

“Pak Angga, Pak Angga knows the beautiful young widow and will be my fifth wife?!” Mr. Haji Ojan hurriedly got out of the car. Due to the rush, he reflexively dropped his motor just like that. The old red motorbike inherited from the grandfather, he let into the gutter containing the garden kale.

“Innalilahi, his behavior is absurd!” batin Arimbi chose to grab his vow from the motor. Because if the man who claimed to be Pak Haji Ojan was reckless, he also did not hesitate to do seranga*n frying pan.

“Fifth wife what? This is Arimbi. Wife candidate mas Aidan!” convinced Pak Angga on a man who would only be eight years older than mas Aidan.

“Hah? Do not like slander Pak Angga! Anyway, since when did mas Aidan become a traveler of love widow worshipper also like me?!” protest Pak Haji Ojan who despite his appearance is mature, but his behavior is like a boy.

Pak Angga sighed deeply. “Have ... already. You just go home. Ma'am Arimbi tired, want to rest!”

“ Anyway I want to marry him, Mr. Angga!” please Mr. Haji Ojan.

Pak Angga shook his head firmly and then led Haji Ojan to leave from there.

“I love him, Mr. Angga. And he wants to marry me! Don't believe it, look at him just silence which means definitely yes!” said Haji Ojan sir really chatty.

Seeing Haji Ojan who continues to insist, Arimbi was more convinced, there was something wrong with the man. Tabah again, Mr. Angga to flush Pak Haji Ojan with a tap water hose in the garden next door. Pak Angga made Pak Haji Ojan kuyup at the same time coughing. The pink-accessible man ran away while guiding his old motorbike.

“If he is not made wet like that, he will not go!” sure Pak Angga while rolling his hose.

Hearing him, Arimbi was more convinced by his belief about the figure of Pak Haji Ojan. “Dad, he's a nuisance, what's the way, anyway? How does his behavior resemble people less so?” ask Arimbi who is curious.

“Iya .. since the motorcycle accident one year ago, his behavior became like a boy again. Yes already, Dad and Ma'am go home, let mas Aidan also calm down his work, yes. Now, Ma'am tell mas Aidan first, let the Masnya calm down!” reply Pak Angga and immediately supported by Arimbi.