Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
59: Mas Aidan Nikung Me?!

Two tampah filled vegetables for pecel and it was completely full, decorating the table in the living room that Arimbi rented. Two large boxes containing herbs were also there. Including two large boxes containing various fried foods neatly arranged in it, two boxes containing lontong wrap leaves, also two boxes containing various pieces of fruit complete with spices.

Azzura who saw all that was flabbergasted. So too with Akala he invited. There was a sound of rumbling that came directly from the stomach of Akala until the Azzura mesem almost laughed at him.

“Mbak Arimbi, .. I can eat everything, not?” the new whine of Azzura Arimbi will leave.

Arimbi immediately mesem, then invited the two sisters of her future husband to enter the kitchen. Because in the kitchen, rations for both Arimbi has prepared.

Akala who was quiet only listened to every chat Azzura and Arimbi who were sometimes accompanied by Warisem's mother. Akala also let Azzura and Arimbi prepare pecel and rujak for him.

“Fragal your diet, Mas!” azzura laughed at Akala.

Akala was only confused in her silence while still sitting next to Azzura.

“Mas Akala again on a diet? Means the food should be divided, yes. Don't do it at once.” Arimbi intervened to divide the portion of Akala's meal into three parts. “Don't torture yourself too much, Mas. Slow down his diet, yes.”

Akala mesem and really clumsy. Another with Azzura who immediately blushed saw Arimbi's sweet attention to the younger brother.

“Mbak, this much is really only Mbak and mother who take care?” azzura asked as he began to eat all the food that Arimbi prepared for him.

“Iya, Ma'am,” replied Arimbi who rushed to bring a box containing pieces and pecel. He put it on the table of Azzura and Akala.

“This much is only done by two people, with a really short time?” Azzura.

“Because we're used to it, Ma'am. Later if Mas Akala is used to his diet, it will also be possible. But yes it is, the diet is not extreme-extreme,” reply Arimbi who quibble, the two boxes he brought it to take Azzura and Akala home. Make the one at home.

“This much, what were the vegetables, Ma'am?” Azzura was still curious.

Arimbi who had started washing pottery helped the mother, immediately laughed. “So his pick up car is almost full, Ma'am. Mas Aidan until it looks like keder pacing along help bring groceries!” the story, and immediately made Azzura laugh.

“This, later bring the order so mas Aidan, what who?” arimbi.

“We, Mbak. Later we will deliver directly to the house of Mother Darmi,” said Azzura.

“Oh, okay .. okay,” reply Arimbi.

“This later that in the box we paid, well, Ma'am. This is all we paid for so much. Later Mbak Tekor aka loss, loh!” continued Azzura.

“Tomorrow is getting ready. Food is prepared from the restaurant. Most who make such a custom, later mamah same other who ready. Some kind of little rambles from some neighborly same brother, Ma'am. You know the crest, right?” reply Azzura.

Arimbi together with the two sisters mas Aidan flows like water because both are very polite and friendly like mas Aidan and their parents. It's easy to be a part of them because they are so diverse. Including the shy Akala, the man who would have weighed almost a hundred kilos was also still very polite to Arimbi.

Akala swept the floor and then mopped it. Another with Azzura who was asked specifically by mas Aidan to check the health of Warisem's mother. Azzura checked blood pressure, blood sugar levels, and also uric acid of Warisem mother. As a midwife, Azzura was used to doing it especially when she became part of the posyandu routine. But unbeknownst to the lilac veiled woman, Arimbi was secretly busy watching. Arimbi remembered the story of Azzura and Cikho that Arimbi knew from Aidan mas and it was very stifling.

“Azzura the poor. Alhamdullilah now you are happy with your new partner,” inner Arimbi became moody, although when he saw Akala who reached a sweat bath because it helped him mop from the kitchen to the rented front porch, he became blushed.

“Capek, yeah, Mas?” tanya Arimbi who approached Akala then took over the bucket following the mop-sail.

“More tired Mbak. This much is taken care of only the same mother. Come to think of it, Ma'am looks a lot like mama. Yes face, yes diligently,” said Akala and Arimbi increasingly blushed.

“Remember, yes. The diet should not be extreme-extreme.” Arimbi deliberately reminded Akala again. He did not want Akala to torture himself just to get the body shape as well as the ideal weight. “Just get used to it. Divided. Let Mas hull also not be a victim. The proof is you see for yourself, right? You can handle all of this because you are used to it. Don't forget to exercise too, make it healthier!” continued.

***

About half an hour later, Aidan was still at the diner. Mas Aidan attached the phone he held using his right hand, to his right ear. He was answering the incoming phone from Azzura while monitoring the atmosphere of the restaurant on the lower floor which was said to be crowded.

“While younger than me, Arimbi is okay, Mas. It can be a good brother, a brother, and a good friend. The person is very patient, different from me whose patience is thinner than dry tissue divided by three! To his mother he was very patient!”

Getting a report from the younger brother, mas Aidan immediately blushed.

“Just get married, Mas, don't have to be long. Late afternoon, morning Ijab kabul all receptions. If you are together, ayem alias calm!” sure Azzura again and now sounds more excited. “From mbak Arimbi dipepet si Ojan continues, or even his ex who does not know himself! Not to mention if the party of the wife of the former brother Arimbi also rungkad!” After a brief moment of silence, Azzura said, “Akala, .. You are also okay, right?”

“Yes, Mbak!” answer Akala.

Mas Aidan who listened, nodded. “Iya. She wants that too. Thank you very much, well, already want to accept mbak Arimbi and you also support our relationship.” The smile on the face of Mas Aidan was pulled over just because of the arrival of Rio mas. The man looked at her with a typical gaze of an irritated person and made her feel very uncomfortable. Therefore, he deliberately ended his phone call from his sister.

Stepping heavy because lazy have to deal with people who do not give a polite attitude, mas Aidan still try as polite as possible. “Good afternoon, Mas Mario. Can I help you?”

“Mas Aidan nikung, me?” tuding mas Mario.

Aidan was silent. Already understand the direction of the conversation mas Rio who has also immediately responded to it emotionally.