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73. Inculpation

"Basar Old bangka!" Achmar stroked his sore cheek from Ishmael's hand. "Crazy, old so old but strong also smack."

While Aiza, the girl was staring back as the car drove her away, she saw Akhmar sitting by the road with a raindrop. And when Akhmar disappeared from view, Aiza returned to face the front.  A glance at the young lady sitting by his father's side.  I don't know why he's so sick of seeing that woman.  The fourth young wife aka young mama for Aiza.  Their ages are not even much different.

In Aiza's mind, how would that woman be her father's fourth wife?  What's on that woman's mind?  wasn't she originally still a girl?  Still very young?  Beautiful again.then why would you want to be with an old man who even has three wives, and he is the fourth.  Oh gosh.  Didn't he think it would hurt another woman?

“Why can it be there together with that man?” ismail asked in a tone that was still upset, upset to remember Akhmar.  His breath is still even.  How disgusted and angry he was at that man.

“Akhmar was in an accident, so Aiza brought her bike because she had trouble riding the bike.  And even chased by street thugs, and then until there.  Akhmar motor burned, we were waiting for public transportation to pass,” Aiza replied with a look out, staring at the rain speck that landed on the glass of the car.

“Call it.  He's a criminal.  Naturally pursued thugs.  From there it seems how bad Akhmar's character is.  Human is uncivilized.”  Ismail patted the roundabout.

Aiza just shut up.  In everyone's eyes, Akhmar does look bad, it's no good at all.  But after Aiza got to know him more closely, Akhmar had a good side as well.  Just like any other human.  It seems that it is sangar, but in fact it can still be spoken well.  Yes, all humans have good and bad sides.  

“He has done anything to you?  Are you the same as him?  he's macem-macem?  Hold-hold you?  Or what?  Say!” ismail said tubi-tubi.

“Neg.  Aiza is not in anything.”

“Human's brain is so dirty it must have bad intentions.  His life was fucked.  Begajulanese. Reliability.  Akhmar has no common sense.  The insolent!  At the beginning of the meeting with abah, he threw a shoe to the head abah.”

Aiza surprised.

“Akhmar is a bad man!”  Ishmael looked very sick of remembering Akhmar.  “Reliability is so yes given life.  Good thing not to get hit by thugs.”

Aiza just kept quiet listening to her father grumble.  He understands how his father behaves when angry, yes nagging so.  

The car kept on going splitting the silence.  But the silence was lost due to the sound of Ismail who was constantly nagging, saying Akhmar.

On the left and right of the road, it has begun to appear residential residents.  They entered the urban area.

The rain has gone.

“You buy a drink first, from earlier talking so thirsty.”  Ismail took off the seal belt.  He turned his head towards Rumi, the young lady by his side.  “Rumi, Mas want to buy a drink, what do you want to drink?”

“The drink is a loh Mas that has a picture of the bear.  What is it?”  Rumi's voice sounded so spoiled.

Actually he is more appropriate to call ‘abah’ than ‘mas’.  Aiza amused herself hearing Rumi's voice.  Whether it was because he had not liked the marriage between Rumi and Ismail from the beginning, or indeed because Rumi's voice was sighing and laughable.

“Ooh... Milk bear?” ask Ismail.

“Iya, Mas.  I know very well.  Same is loh Mas, food made of yam and sweet pedes taste.  If not wrong is a typical food of Padang.”  Rumi's voice sounded increasingly sighing and spoiled.

The heat!  Amit-amit!  Aiza looked away, not wanting to see the attitude of Rumi who rubbed Ismail's soft arm.  Why is Aiza so sorry, O Allah?  Was Aiza's fault?

“That sanjai chips name,” says Ismail.  

“Well, that's what it means, Mom.  Thanks yes Mas.”  

Ishmael down.

Aiza looked to the side, observing the scenery outside.

Rumi turned her head, positioning her seat slightly sideways until her gaze could clearly stare at Aiza's face.  He then said, “Aiza, how do you get along with thugs like that?  From his appearance alone it seems that he is not a real human being.  If you hang out pick dong!  So not haphazardly.  And.. the good woman did not wander these nights, even can get so far.  You really did not want to do the same thing with men, right?  The honor of the woman lies in her chastity.”

Crazy is a person!  The point of the talk is to assume that I am dating and give the honor to Akhmar? How dare you say that?  

Seriate