Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)

Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
62: I Am Also His Brother Mas Aidan


Going home shopping for clothes, Arimbi can't sleep. Three sets of clothes hanging on the wall he still looked at with a soft smile typical of kasmaran people, who continued to accompany his beautiful face. Every now and then, Arimbi would sit while bending both knees and that was only to watch over the three sets of calm-colored clothes on the front wall of the mattress, which actually did not undergo any change. It's just that because the three clothes were selected at once bought by mas Aidan, of course, the three felt very special.


Ringing the sign of incoming messages on his phone and next to the pillow behind, teasing Arimbi.


The time on the phone screen already showed almost twelve o'clock at night. While the ringing of the message sign was a WA message from mas Aidan.


Mas Aidan: Ma'am, tomorrow I have an impromptu case in the sub-district next door, but usually their case is ngaret. Not taken care of, not possible. So later if Mbak wants to go home what restaurant, I send Akala only yes, make nemenin Mbak. You see Mbak to Azzam rada awkward, right?


Per-day tomorrow, Arimbi is only trading in the morning because noon to afternoon, mas Aidan and his family asked Arimbi to participate in the preparation of four months of Azzura pregnancy. Not for the other like a rewang, but Arimbi was asked to accompany Azzura.


Arimbi : Yes, Mas. It's nothin. Be careful, yes. Don't forget to take a break too.


Mas Aidan: Didn't sleep yet?


Reading that, Arimbi reflexively smiled innocently at the screen of his phone. She rests back, her hair is broken and is no longer covered in hijab.


“Please love, yes. Just get WA like this already very cool!” inner Arimbi.


The next morning, Aidan was already standing on the terrace rented Arimbi, turning his back to the door that Arimbi just opened. Arimbi who issued the motor and of course ready for trade, immediately surprised, but also reflex smile.


“Loh, Mas is here?” shocked Arimbi while still guiding out his motorbike.


Mas Aidan laughed lightly. “Iya out of the mosque, so all of you stop by!” his reply.


Arimbi.


“Healthy mom? Last night Mbak Azzura said, blood sugar equals mother tension, high cadence,” asked mas Aidan.


Unlike when still with Ilham, now with mas Aidan, his new partner was very quick to respond to the situation of Warisem's mother. Arimbi still remembered, when going to the operation of Warisem's mother, Ilham remained silent and instead ignored every phone and message from him that at that time asked for support. Whether it is moral support or material for the cost is not small. The reason that also made him work to his mother mas Rio. Therefore, now even though the health of the mother is not good, Arimbi did not dare to immediately tell it if it was not Aidan who started it. Traumatized Arimbi once begged attention for his mother's condition to his previous partner. Arimbi thought to take care of it himself, even though yesterday, mas Aidan had sent Azzura to check the condition of Warisem's mother.


“Yesterday after checking, mbak Azzura give you a prescription, but keep the prescription taken again he said want mbak Azzura directly who look to the pharmacy. In fact, said the mother, Akala mas who delivered the medicine before I returned to sales. Continues overnight, mother can immediately sleep. It was just waking up, instantly confused as to how he woke up everything was done.” Arimbi was whispering and was indeed engrossed in stories.


Mas Aidan went to the mesem. “This is my motor that came out before I saw mom.”


Arimbi almost refused, but he did not. He retreated carefully because of the activity of mas Aidan who was hasty and seemed very excited, making their bodies face to face, until attached.


“Return slowly, I hold down the motor. Beware, nyenggol motor, pain!” lirih mas Aidan who held his breath, besides he who did not dare to look at Arimbi's face because of the distance they were so close after their bodies had also stuck.


However, not only did Aidan hold his breath because Arimbi was even worse. When entering the contract alone, Arimbi who freed himself to breathe to the point and somewhat squat in front of the kitchen door. Warisem's mother who saw him had immediately reprimanded, astonished by the behavior of his daughter who was increasingly strange bin ngawur.


***


Returning from the sale, Arimbi was immediately ready after the previous also directly say goodbye to the mother of Warisem, although the woman had already known it from the Aidan mas who asked for special permission. What makes Arimbi clumsy, it turns out that the one who picked him up was not Akala, but Azzam.


Azzam smilingly looked at Arimbi who was surprised at the confusion looking at him. Azzam sure, Arimbi immediately felt uncomfortable just because he picked her up.


“Mas Azzam?” arimbi said awkwardly.


“Sometimes again between mamah to the cake shop, so there is no other choice but me, Ma'am. It's nothing, yeah. I am also his sister, Aidan. Despite the difference, I really admire Mbak!” said Azzam still sitting on a wooden bench that adorned the terrace rented Arimbi.


While standing, Azzam shook his head lightly. “Not a tombal, Ma'am. If I am in the office, I am the bookkeeper. Well if in the kitchen mamah, I'm the final part!” he said try to be excited.


Aware Arimbi is still awkward to him, he deliberately said, “Don't be awkward well, Ma'am. I apologize if I was wrong. However, the time to love Mbak was a mistake, even though I did not force Mbak to accept me. No reply is nothing. As long as you know Mbak is happy with the right partner, later I will also be sincere.”


“Sama-sama take care of the heart of Aidan and also our parents, well, Mas!” reply Arimbi.


“While I am not a security officer who can keep that much, Ma'am!” reply Azzam reflex with sweet speech.


“Mas Azzam ..?” call Arimbi full of emphasis and deliberately give Azzam a warning.


Putting on a regretful face, Azzam immediately lowered his head and apologized.


Together they continued with Arimbi who was rammed by Azzam using a matic motor. The matic motor that was last night Mas Aidan used to bring Arimbi shopping clothes. Which one of the clothes that mas Aidan bought was also in the middle of Arimbi wear.


“It looks like webaran not yet what is the condition, but you guys already wear the same clothes, well, Ma'am? Earlier this morning, mas Aidan wore a short-sleeved shirt with lilac kalem kayak gamis Mbak,” said Azzam while driving his motorbike slowly.


“Meaning find a partner let her clothes be twins too,” reply Arimbi ventured to be normal to Azzam. For the sake of mas Aidan, as well as the good relationship of the family of her future husband recalled before suddenly with mas Aidan, Azzam had already approached him.


“Fear if you wear twins, which are counted as twins, Ma'am!” reply Azzam who then laughed lightly.


“This is you must be your girlfriend a lot!” guess Arimbi.


“Not a girlfriend, Ma'am, but an ex ..” Azzam is a reflex.


“Well right, ... the former feels antiques until it can be collected, yes?” sindir Arimbi and Azzam were soon crushed.


“Meanwhile I want to know, why Ma'am prefers a rigid Aidan mas, rather than me?” reply Azzam.


“That's a matter of the heart!” reply Arimbi hurry.


“Oal affairs of the heart. Means I have to study to Hajj Ojan!” azzam replied, then laughed. Although when he saw the figure of an all-pink man with a shiny head had just left a red matic motorbike in the parking lot in front of the restaurant managed by mas Aidan, he did not go there.


“This is us not going to the restaurant first, Mas?” asked Arimbi confused, afraid to be taken away Azzam because Azzam suddenly increased the speed of the motor. He reflexively held onto the back of the motor because he could not hold Azzam's waist.


“Live to the house only, Ma'am, do not go to the restaurant. The danger! You see the deceased who has not died the worshiper widow and beautiful woman has flung in front of the restaurant!” azzam said this is whispering.


There is only one name that directly exists in Arimbi's mind when discussing worshipers of widows and beautiful women. Sure enough, in the parking lot there is pinky Ojan. Arimbi immediately panicked because Pak Haji Ojan suddenly returned to his body with a little jump. Hurriedly Arimbi turned his back on Haji Ojan again.


“Have seen, Mbak?” whiskey Azzam.


“Already. I swear I'm scared especially if there's no Aidan!” arimbi's reply was still whispering.


“Alah, spoiled!” reply Azzam who not only mocked, but also upset because Arimbi blatantly prides on Aidan mas even though Arimbi can take refuge in him who is there. Just look, Arimbi who immediately ngakak still keep his distance from him. There was one inch of their distance because Arimbi was sitting at the back end there.


“As there is a widow signal ..?” lirih Pak Haji Ojan while holding his large pink round glasses and staring carefully around.