
After dawn is over, the market atmosphere in a city already looks so crowded. The market, known as the mother market in the city, is indeed almost every day crowded with buying and selling activities. Not only during the day, the buying and selling activity took place, and almost for twenty-four hours, buying and selling transactions took place there.
Like this morning, a crowded atmosphere was also underway in the market. Among the crowd of people who were there, there was a man who very casually carrying groceries in a few plastic bags.The man who was still living alone, was, looks relaxed when buying some items he needs.
Once he met the middle-aged woman who recognized his face, the man chose to take a short break in the women's field while chatting for a moment. Incidentally in the stall the woman sold some merchandise related to the man's business. So it seems very appropriate if two people who have only known for a few days are very connected in the chat that occurs between them.
"Mas Sandi has known Arimbi for a long time?" ask the woman who claimed to be Farida's mother. Though Sandi just wanted to ask something about a woman named Arimbi, but Farida's mother first opened it.
"Know, Ma'am," answered the short password. "Why?"
"It's okay, son. Means I want to know Arimbi's house isn't?" farida's question certainly quite surprised Sandi. The man's forehead even wrinkled to the point of showing his hermit taste.
"Yes, Mom. Don't you know Arimbi's house?" ask Sandi with all her curiosity. The woman shook her head then she smiled a little. Of course the mother's trousers surprised the interlocutor even more. "Mom don't know? Is it Arimbi's mom?"
The woman came out of her lap and chose to sit on the long bench next to the young man. "About three years ago, the same mother's husband met Aimbi at a stall on the side of the road when the same mother and father came home from the family home."
"What!" squealing Sandi with all the shock that immediately burst out upon hearing the words from the old woman next to him.
Farida's mother continued her story. About three years ago she and her husband were visiting her family home. When they returned home, Farida and her husband stopped by a stall in the city they passed and after that they spent time in a square. There they meet Arimbi who looks like a confused person.
The curious Ms. Farida then approached Arimbi and tried to talk to the woman. At first Arimbi only responded normally, but over time the woman cried and told everything that happened to her. Ms. Farida seemed very surprised to hear Arimbi's words. Ms. Farida who was not given a child, invited Arimbi to live together and until now almost four years Arimbi lived with the couple.
"So Reyhan ..." Sandi could not continue his speech because suddenly his lips were not able to continue the word he said.
"Because of containing Reyhan, Arimbi chose to leave his birthplace. I can't believe there's such a bad guy. Women make bets. Where to get pregnant again. You mean man."
"Did Mas Sandi ever meet Arimbi's parents?"
The man nodded weakly. Never mind meeting, to face it head-on, Sandi does not have the courage. Various kinds of feelings were now raging in the mind of the man. Because he could no longer hear the bitter story of a woman due to his actions, Sandi chose a saying because the time was already noon.
"Why are you, San? coming home from the market?" ask Randi while checking the groceries Sandi brought.
"The devil's attachment times," chirped Dandi who at that time had just finished tidying up some of the main ingredients in his place.
"It's true Reyhan's my son, Dan."
"What!" sandi's words suddenly made the two friends scream at the same time. "What is San?" ask Randi memasticsn.
Randi nodded. "I met Rayhan's grandmother at the market, and she told me everything. It turned out that Arimbi had left the city because she was pregnant with my child, and I had the heart to refuse her presence."
"Gosh, San! The child's pantes look a lot like you" Randi said.
"Then what are you going to do?" ask Dandi. Sandi could only shake confusedly. The three men then sat one row behind the table. "It seems like this has become our karma, and to make up for it, we must melt the hearts of the women we have" hurt."
"true."
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