Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
52: Regret & Cheat the Taste of Widows

Mothers who happened to be running in front of the stall Pak Sukir, deliberately made the latest news Arimbi, coinciding with the arrival of the mother Siti.

“Si Arimbi, well .. thrown Ilham instead hockey!”

“Oh, that ... yes, really! Got a rich man, his father-in-law is very dear to him. Work alone escorted, afraid of being disturbed again by the cooperation of his wife the former!”

“So it was escorted by his father mas Aidan, right? It's a sack, not a can. The one here ya lose far!”

Throughout discussing Arimbi, those whose number is seven, compact glanced at the cynical mother Siti who clearly seemed to fret at their chat. Evidently, Siti's mother hurriedly in her shopping. Ibu Siti bought two saset coffees, and also shampoo.

“Eh, there's Siti's mother .. By the way, that's Aisyah's actually in jail?” ask one of them.

Aisyah and all her behavior, as well as Arimbi who would even marry a rich person, both statements almost make Siti's mother gil*a. Especially if the case is as it is today, he was satirized blatantly due to both.

Mother Siti who can not control emotions, even choose to go and not be shopping. Coffee and shampoo that he would pay for, he left in the storefront that was there.

Coinciding with Siti's mother's return home, Ilham also returned home. The sound of Ilham's matic motor that sometimes faltered, was heard stopping on the front porch of the house. Inspiration entered the house lethargic. The fact that makes Siti's mother convinced, her son has not managed to get a job.

It is no secret that in this era, finding a job is very difficult. The diploma includes undergraduate graduates though, sometimes it is meaningless without any work experience let alone the strength of ‘orang in’. And if both conditions were not owned, they must be reckless without relying only on diplomas, if they really want to get a job.

“Why don't you go back to the pesantren? Work there?” ask Siti's mother not excited. He was already feeling depressed with his family's situation that was already very messy.

“There was no result, Mah. Still all serve. During this time alone, just eating I was still often sent Arimbi,” reply Ilham who then sat in one of the risban in the living room together.

“Even in hindsight, more pecel earnings, huh? Every day see Arimbi pacing, the full trade is always up in the morning!” said mother Siti.

“Imagine if you were still the same Arimbi, and you didn't divorce him. At least after being ripped off by Aisyah, we still have Arimbi!” continue Siti's mother again.

“Honestly, that's what I regret. Why did I take off Arimbi!” ilham said truly sorry.

“Solahmu, why did you divorce Arimbi?” upset mom Siti.

“I think, ... Aisha, holy woman. But apparently, he was just a connected child and had been living on the streets. All this time, he lived the life of lia*r. It is common with many men. Some sort of abors*i was also common to him. His son was already in High School and cared for by his mother.” Inspiration told me with a look of despair.

“Lah, basically you just gobl*ok, marry you don't know what kind of person, including the background!” upset mother Siti while glancing cynically at the son sitting in front of her.

“I just don't think that the sort of thing we're going through, is in real life, Mah!” reply Ilham sewot.

“There in real life how? Not just there, but there are many! Many tuh, coming home from the boarding school and even bring a baby. Or even, wear a clothes syari kedodoran no one thought suddenly lahiran even though no one was married, santriwati!” upset mom Siti. “The name of man never escaped sin including people who understand religion! So, it is only natural that we must be vigilant especially we have experienced it. Take the wrapped and how to talk like a sinless person, uh whose name is nature, character, and also habits can still not be covered up! What you experience is the name kecolongan, even siaaal!”

“Now you have reported to Aisyah's side, not yet? If not, still you are wronged, Ham!” upset mother Siti who then said, “Sudah, than we continue to be burdened with Aisyah's behavior, we just turn her back to her family. If indeed you can not divorce Aisyah because she swore, yes you just say, Aisyah can not be arranged!”

“Later and neighbor advanced as witness of Aisya's behavior,” sure Siti's mother again but still did not get a meaningful reply from Ilham.

“If we are asked to return the money of the Aisyah family who made the ransom to Arimbi, how, Ma? The number is not a little!” say Ilham while looking down glumly. The reason that also made it heavy to release Aisyah.

Like Ilham, Siti's mother also could not comment. “Can run out if we pay them! All the land and rice fields must be ludses!”

“Ya, ... Hence, Mah!” reply Inspiration again can only sigh slowly and really resigned.

The heat today which is indeed scorching, feels more stinging due to the burden of life that is being spoken and the mamahama. Mother Siti and Ilham, do not stop patting their heads using both hands. But after considering, Ilham decided to inform the Aisyah family about the latest news Aisyah has been determined as a suspect.

Another with Ilham and Siti's mother, Arimbi suddenly shuddered in horror just because he remembered Haji Ojan. Arimbi who was originally washing vegetables in the bokor, became dumbstruck. The woman was afraid if Haji Ojan sir, desperate to come back.

“Walau dicuekin, tuh people still follow me where I go,” lirih Arimbi became concerned himself. “Try to see later, if it still comes, I said to mas Aidan.”

At the intersection of the market, Arimbi has seen all-pink sundries sitting on the bench next to his usual trade. Yes, that's Haji Ojan.

“Halo, Ma'am Arimbi Darling!” greet Haji Ojan from his seat. He sat down and enjoyed his roko*k.

“His behavior is back like a boy, but how can his wife get to five?” thought Arimbi who became increasingly angry because of the screams of Pak Haji Ojan.

“Pecel sense of widow, .. pecel sense of widow. The more you buy, the greater the chance of entering the paradise! Who turns left let alone not buy, I pray in hell!” yell sir Haji Ojan while continuing to nail*lkan spoon to the Arimbi pan. Steel skillet which is also Arimbi's mainstay weapon in self-protection.

The motorcycle taxi driver and parking attendant who usually help Arimbi, gradually approached. They immediately tried to expel Pak Haji Ojan, after Arimbi firmly confessed, that Arimbi was disturbed. Unfortunately, the typical Haji Ojan sir is more than stubborn. It's been stubborn, ngeyel too. Even the ones who throw away until they want to cry. The arrival of Mr. Kalandra and Arum's mother did not make any significant changes. In fact, Mr. Kalandra laughed to the point of even crying.

“Can-can be a generation of traveller love even meleyot like this. Pink all! Bentar, really. This is your head why from earlier dilalatin mulu? Hhhmmm, you used salted fish oil, huh? So in addition to glossy and limp, the flies do not want to go? Ahahaha! It's really gokil, Mah! How come there is this in an era that is all sophisticated.” Mr. Kalandra was not constantly laughing.

Arimbi and Arum's mother became bells in the middle of both that held its own anxiety at the behavior of Haji Ojan sir.

“Already, just this. If the Ojan assorted, tabo*k just use a frying pan!” sure Arum's mother while helping Arimbi wrap every pecel of the order considering the prospective son-in-law was the arrival of many buyers. Mr. Kalandra whose intention would be to help even unreliable because the man was even busy laughing at Mr. Haji Ojan.

“Pah, say amit-amit, uh. Azzura's sister is pregnant, she's afraid to be nular!” reprimand mother Arum.

Mr. Kalandra immediately painstakingly controlled his laughter, even though there was a middle-aged man that more often failed him.

“Pecel sense of widow ... A sense of widow! Who bought me pray for heaven! Who does not buy, there to sea only!” shouted Pak Haji Ojan who again did it while asking*l-muku*l frying pan Arimbi using a spoon.