
The jewelry store became the destination for Aidan to bring Arimbi. Both went on motorcycles. Suddenly, Arimbi deg-degan along with the nervousness that penetrates the soul and controls his life.
“Yesterday has been measured, ... it could be, now you want to choose. Because it is not possible too, Mas Aidan even want to sell jewelry,” Inner Arimbi. He went down carefully especially Aidan who was still sitting up to hold his arms because the man was afraid he fell. Earlier, in order to avoid Pak Haji Ojan, mas Aidan to speed besides Arimbi who until tightly clutched the waist of mas Aidan.
Of course, the absence of Mr. Haji Ojan among them is a relief because in other words, there will be no bullies who disturb their togetherness.
“Great heat, yes?” lirih mas Aidan while staring at Arimbi's face which was also until the red was extinguished to withstand the hot atmosphere.
The blazing sun was already quite stinging because now, exactly eleven o'clock in the afternoon when Aidan made sure the time on the black watch that adorned his left wrist. Soon mas Aidan took Arimbi's left hand, then took him to the area displaying the ring. Even though unbeknownst to mas Aidan, the reason Arimbi's face was red was not solely because of the ongoing hot atmosphere. But because the woman was too nervous about what would be received from her future husband.
“Happy afternoon? What is the same mom looking for? Wedding ring, engagement ring, what other jewelry?” greet a woman who is a worker at the jewelry store.
Jewelry stores visit Arimbi and mas Aidan, fairly full of visitors because of its existence next to the market, also along with the market day is open. Usually if in villages like their location, market days are also used by people to visit jewelry stores with varied purposes. It's just, just will also ask Arimbi to choose, mas Aidan has got a call in. The reason that also makes mas Aidan lead Arimbi away from the display area for fear of disturbing the queue of other buyers.
“Hallo, good afternoon? Yes ...” As long as Aidan answered the phone, the man held Arimbi's hand.
“Innalilahi .. yes already, I am there right now,” serge mas Aidan is very serious.
Arimbi who was originally about to approach the table of the seller of marrow porridge and black glutinous porridge, was immediately stunned. Arimbi stared at Aidan.
“Mbak, I'm so sorry well, it's an emergency. Gini ...” Mas Aidan is confused to explain it when the action pocketing the phone is done.
“Nothing, Mas. It's nothin. Just relax.” Arimbi tried to calm down, despite the fact that Aidan was immediately panicked, also almost made him panic.
“Mau between Mbak go home first, not possible,” continued mas Aidan.
“Indeed if you can't, well, Mas?” ask Arimbi reflex. He found, mas Aidan who immediately looked at him very seriously. “Eh ..” Arimbi who was afraid to increase the burden of Aidan immediately quibbled to go home alone.
“Mbak really want to come? But it looks like there's horror!” sergeant mas Aidan. “Ya already, yuk, just come!” the attack again even though Arimbi has not given a decision. But soon, the woman followed him.
“Padahat initially wanted to pick a ring, but my client was out bac0k-buncikkan,” said mas Aidan.
Arimbi immediately shuddered. “Gery very, Mas! But that's all right, isn't it, the business? Doesn't there mean bac0k-bac0kkan anymore? If still, do not go there!”
“It is done, it has been calmed by the residents, so I want to go there because I want to be taken to the hospital as well as the victims. Surprised too, the seizure of the heritage to its extent. A person who cannot live without an inheritance. This is how he even went to the hospital. Yes if it can be cured, if it reaches bablas or even cac4t,” complained mas Aidan hurriedly sat on his motorbike. He pergoki, Arimbi who hastily opened a sling bag to pay for parking attractions.
The distance of the home of the client mas Aidan is not so far from the market. In less than fifteen minutes, they had already arrived there. The hot atmosphere increasingly makes the head dizzy due to the combination of crying that takes place. Some residents were still clustered to see fresh blood adorning the courtyard of the old joglo house in front of them. There were two windows on the side of the door that broke the bottom. Two machetes spattered with fresh blood were also being secured by a man, placed on a table next to the door.
Mas Aidan who had also immediately watched the atmosphere around quickly, hurriedly took out two masks from inside his shoulder bag. One he wears himself, the other he wears to Arimbi. But because Arimbi wears a headscarf, she has difficulty wearing it. Although in an instant, Arimbi who took over, wearing it while looking down then tidying up her hijab that was not removed, deftly. Only for the antidote to the rancid aroma, mas Aidan deliberately stick two therapeutic aroma stickers in their masks.
Arimbi, who did not dare to see the circumstances of the victim and was being carried to a pick-up car, deliberately hid his face behind the back of Aidan. The two middle-aged men as the victim and his head split open and continued to bleed, unceasingly moaning in pain.
“Yes, because of her inheritance so gini,” Inner Arimbi who also became worried about mas Aidan due to her husband's work.
Throughout the togetherness there which is decorated with important discussions between mas Aidan and his clients, Arimbi chose silence. Including that when in the end, he even almost left by mas Aidan. Arimbi who had separated from mas Aidan, hurriedly followed because her future husband was not up to saying goodbye but clearly seemed to be going to go on a motorcycle.
Mas Aidan who was sitting on his bike and ready to leave, felt there was something lacking even though his mind was sure that there were no items left behind. Accustomed to taking care of everything by himself, plus because he was also in a hurry, making mas Aidan forget about Arimbi.
“Eh, Mbak ..?” said mas Aidan who was confused, why his future wife was in the house that he had just left. And at once he also immediately remembered, the existence of Arimbi there also because he invited.
Mas Aidan could not help but laugh, other than he who also apologized immediately.
“This means earlier if I did not follow Mas, I was left, well, Mas?” asked Arimbi while sitting in the motorbike of Aidan.
Mas Aidan who was still laughing immediately confirmed. “It's already afternoon, right, Ma'am. And I purposely made time for the jewelry store. Until I forgot that I came with you!”
Arimbi also became busy holding back laughter. Mostly, those in Arimbi's position should be disappointed. Even at the jewelry store, it is closed. The atmosphere of the market is really quiet leaving the cleaner who is cleaning the job there.
“I'm really nothing, Mas. There's still time. Even if not hunted, yes nothing if until nothing,” sure Arum.
“Ya can't do that, Ma'am.”
“I don't think rings aren't important. The problem is that the position is like Mas because there is no time, yes it comes first. A kind of ring can be followed, find fitting we both have a lot of time,” sure Arimbi.
“Imagine if I'm the same as others, surely I've been a target to be cut off,” mas Aidan.
“Ya already, now just go home so Mas can rest. In any case Mas will still not feel well,” said Arimbi gave a solution.
Mas Aidan sighed deeply while staring at the resignation of Arimbi. “I have not been able to go home because you still have to take care of this case to the district. To the police station. Mama wants to come? All the holy women!”
Mas Aidan deliberately joked when calling ‘holy women’ which of course Aisyah. Look, the action has immediately made Arimbi hold back laughter.
“Must come, loh! You see, from the completion of the four-monthly event mbak Azzura, the rest of the time until after twelve o'clock tonight, it really belongs to me! Rarely can we have time because we are both busy, even now we still have to while taking care of obligations!” mas Aidan said in his laughter. Laughter is directly transmitted to Arimbi. Look, Arimbi's face is completely red because the woman does not stop blushing.
“Ya already, yes. We're leaving now. After all, we have permission to our parents!” sergeant mas Aidan was very excited. Previously, he had never worked very excited like now, even though he still felt very unwell.