Talak on the First Night (Doubtful Sanctity)
63: Boiled Mi

“Mas Sepri .. How about Ojan detachin?” Septi's mother was tired of seeing Haji Ojan sir stop by using the mainstay matic motor.

“Who took off anyway, Mah? Earlier, I just stayed him for a while, because someone asked for wind.”

“Be the Ojan again eat, Mah. He's finished I took a bath because he's a boker in his snub cage. Even the cloud was still I sun, because I was washed. Uh, when I got back from the wind of people's motors, he was convulsing on the floor.” Sepri to ngos-ngosan recount the behavior of Ojan.

“I think seriously, .. maybe he got poisoned. Uh when I get the car ready to take him to the clinic, he stops by with the motor key, Mah!”

“Continue fitting I check the trail, it turns out he chewed adem sarii so his mouth frothy! CEPET is the Ojan!” sepri's story is passionate and up to equate the man with CEPET or it's demit.

Mother Septi nodded without any meaningful reply. Too dizzy because of the magic of Mr. Haji Ojan, so he can no longer comment. “Just later if he convulses want to make his mouth foamy like detergent effects in advertising though, or even his mouth to move to the house next door, .. have just been updated!”

“If he's koid, we'll call the people. Some residents also seem to have been lazy to see his behavior. Unless the Ojan inherits the wise attitude of the late Pak Gede first, then it can be a role model! Especially in the past Mr. Gede although his behavior is often absurd, he is also generous so there are still many who support!” septi's mother's story again. “Eh, this is a tacky, even admirers of widows are just as beautiful women, the rest of the Ojan even like sane people!”

Sepri who listened to every story of the mama, nodded in understanding. He stared at the mama full of shade. Because of the dizziness he faced Ojan's behavior, the mother must have been more than he felt because the mother felt it much longer.

“So, it's just now, Mah?” tanya Sepri whose hands are still choking oil.

Mother Septi nodded. “Iya, already, let it go. Don't have the heart Mama see you're busy taking care of everything, but still pestered Ojan.”

“If indeed Ojan's happiness is out there, just let him do what he wants. You just take care of the workshop, take care of the harvest, help Mamah also take care of the stalls while drying rice. Not yet if Mamah takes care of the kitchen clinic.”

“Later if he does anything again, we'll let him be secured. That's better than our attention all along, Ojan thinks trivial!” Septi's mother is getting ragged.

“But take care of Ojan like a panacea diet, right?” sepri became sweet. Sure enough, the mama immediately blushed.

“Mamah clothes so loose all. These two months have dropped eleven kilos. Now Mamah's weight is in her fifties,” said Septi's mother and immediately made Sepri smile happily.

Until late at night, Haji Ojan remained a resident of the mas Aidan restaurant. Workers there were confused because Haji Ojan was going home after meeting mas Aidan.

“Mas Aidan is out of town, sir,” sure the man is approaching.

“Gak .. I know, mas Aidan langi ngekepin widow my target!” sure Mr. Haji Ojan who even went recklessly up to the table and then slept curled up there.

“Innalilahi this person,” the inner man who secretly recorded the behavior of Pak Haji Ojan up close, then send it to mas Aidan.

Ari RM 1: Only going home if Mas come here, he said, Mas. No, it's really loud, right? Wanted to be locked in fear of the restaurant being ruffled. He was here once when we brackets him inside, right. So, how is this?

Heavy rain is still fluttering to accompany tonight which is already quiet. Mas Aidan who just returned home more and more because of the message he got from the employee.

It's ten o'clock in the evening, but Haji Ojan is still acting at the diner.

“Si Sepri would have been tired if I asked for help to take care of the Ojan,” thought mas Aidan who then replied to the message of the employee.

Mas Aidan: I will take a shower. Tell me I just got home.

Then, what Aidan immediately did was give Arimbi news. His future wife gave him a message two hours ago.

Arimbi: Don't forget to eat dinner even though the business has not gone well, Mas.

Mas Aidan: I just got home. Pengin there, rain gini delicious to eat boiled noodles. But Ojan is still at the diner and will only leave if I see him. Frightened, he deliberately set me up and would follow me silently just to find your new abode.

Mas Aidan who is still on the porch of the house, just took off his raincoat and pantofel shoes, when a reply from Arimbi sounded disturbing the silence of his phone.

Arimbi : Yes, ... Mas ask Akala mas or Azzam mas to make it here, later I masakin noodle for Mas. What time do you want? Now then?

A reply message from Arimbi just made mas Aidan blush. “Ya Alloh, .. if you like gini continue, it feels like you want to quickly marry only. Though all day I did not know him, but he was not angry at all and just asked me to keep eating. Though previously I had promised that earlier, we should go to the jewelry store to choose a proposal ring!” mas Aidan's mind was completely filled.

Just about to open the door, someone already did it from the inside. Azzam, his sister was looking at him with a very flat gaze.

“Mas cravings boiled noodles?” ask Azzam.

Mas Aidan frowned immediately. “Kok deck Azzam know, yes? What yes, mbak Arimbi has directly said?”

“Eh, Mass. It's meddling in here. I think it was intentionally nyamperin. He was pacing back and forth at the restaurant. Then I'm going to Arimbi's contract first to take the boiled noodles. I'm in the car, it's cold!” whispered Azzam hurriedly left because Haji Ojan was already in front of the gate.

Mas Aidan immediately looked on excitedly. Then he accidentally took one of the folding umbrellas next to the shoe rack next to the garage.

“Sepri said, he would be very grateful if anyone wants to hit the Ojan!” said Azzam giggling while getting into the car next to Mas Aidan. While mas Aidan had stretched the umbrella that was taken and then met Haji Ojan, so that the man was no longer busy looking for him.

“What's up? He said from earlier find me?” ask mas Aidan after earlier to push the gate of the house for Azzam who does use a car.

“There is a widow in my heart, but you ruthlessly took it!” upset Pak Haji Ojan, still holding on to his bike. However, he was immediately chatty because the Azzam jail that pressed the horn repeatedly, just as the black pajero that Azzam was driving passed in front of him.

“Less aj**ar is her son Kalandra!” upset Pak Haji Ojan exclaimed, but it became a separate entertainment for Azzam who laughed happily in his car.

“I just got home, Mr. Ojan. Look, bag until wet, face, body soaked like this. Tuh, the motor is also dripping, but the exhaust is still hot if Mr. Ojan wants to make sure,” obviously mas Aidan is still patient.

Pak Haji Ojan looked suspiciously at Aidan, then changed into the atmosphere of a quiet house. However, again he talked even though it was not because of the Azzam jail. Due to the fact that Aidan suddenly sneezed, almost made Pak Haji Ojan hangan.

“If widow Arimbi is not the same you, keep her where?” haji Ojan asked this time more seriously than before.

“Which is clear, wherever he is, he is always in my heart, sir. Yeah, well, I'm tired, I'm gonna take a break. It's been this night, it's better for Mr. Ojan to come home because usually at this hour, the wariiia roam.” Mas Aidan no longer gave Haji Ojan to communicate with him. He deliberately closed the gate even though the man was recklessly holding the gate he helped.

“Mas ... Mas, I'm afraid wariyem, Mas!”

“Go home!” upset mas Aidan. The new annoyance can subside, when ten minutes after he finished bathing, he finally can enjoy a bowl of boiled noodles large portions made by Arimbi.

Mas Aidan ate it in the room. While sending a message with Arimbi who accompanied him, until he finished eating.

Arimbi: That's three packs, loh. The eggs are three. Was Azzam given?

Mas Aidan: Eaten alone. Did you tell him to go to Azzam? Part of you.

Arimbi: What's wrong?

Mas Aidan: I'm not willing to share let alone I know Azzam likes you.

Battery : Wkwkwkwkwk. We are trying to be friends and good brother and sister, Mas.