Widower Without First Night And An Extraordinary Widow (Married By Child)
15: First Day Shooting

Filming the first day, Ojan so often make mistakes because Ojan never miss the dialogue.

“Cut, cut .. cut! Rest first ... rest first!” the director is getting more emotional. He approached Ojan. Luckily, the atmosphere around the top where they were filming, adem. Unimagined if they were filming in the desert and from last— almost an hour, there was not a single dialogue that Ojan memorized.

Of all, only dialogue that Ojan cannot do. Rere could not bear to see her husband scolded all out. If it is not under contract, Rere has brought the husband home, then he gave Ojan an easy job to do as usual.

“If again you still can't, you better go home!” nagging Mr. Salim who until screaming right in front of Ojan's face.

Ojan not only looked down sad because he also cried. Moreover, so far, no one dared to yell at her even that Septi mother who was indeed a bar-bar. But now, in the presence of many people even his children and wife, Ojan was yelled at at and interpreted*i. Because of work, for the sake of a payment as well as responsibility, Ojan so learn new things.

“Befit Sepri always say that I appreciate money more. Deserving to always ask me to learn. Deserve always calculation if it is related to money. It turns out it wasn't as easy as I thought. Money is so hard. Especially in front of the wife and children. Maiwaifi to cry, and Adam so be sad so,” inner Ojan while approaching his son and wife who are still very loyal accompany and encourage him. “I really should be able to. I can't fail to let my wife and kids eat. Let me take them for a walk. Especially if you are a big artist, looking for anything must be easier. I can even live better than Sepri and the others, Ojan's inner” encourages itself.

“Daddy drink water first. Daddy must remain enthusiastic, after all, this film will be the determinant of Daddy's success! This is it, isn't it, Daddy wants it? Yes, Daddy is drinking now, I teach you the dialogue. Just relax, Dad. Kayak, .. if again chat with Azzam or mas Sepri. This Daddy must be cheerful but make a look, very sad!” Rere was so busy preparing for what her husband had to go through. From making Ojan hold a bottle of water drinking supplies they then drink it through a straw of stainles, in addition to he who directs the way and style that Ojan must do.

“Remember, take it easy. You see, the concept of dialogue is actually similar to the daily dialogue Daddy!” sure Rere again.

“Daddy, Daddy spirit. I love you. Saranghiyu!” adam said he didn't want to miss it and hugged Ojan. He who initially held Ojan's body, gradually carried by his daddy.

Mr. Salim who accidentally caught the attention of Rere and Adam to Ojan, so that he felt guilty and sorry for Ojan. In reality, Ojan and the lead roles in the films they worked on were indeed very similar.

The first day was full of drama. Especially when Ojan had begun to memorize the dialogue, heavy rain and strong winds suddenly disrupted the filming. Nevertheless, Mr. Salim still asked Ojan to stay, filming like when everything was fine.

“Let more drama, Jan. Let's be sad to be more!” shouted Mr. Salim already wearing an umbrella. He covers himself even though before, he had been shaded. He did so in order to go more freely, including that so he could communicate with Ojan more freely. Especially after he observed, basically Ojan is different from normal people in most. The ability to think Ojan is very pay*ah especially for matters of remembering and speaking.

On several occasions, Salim deliberately let Ojan dialogue with Ojan's version, and for him his emotions so much more.

The atmosphere was already night, but filming continued. Ojan was also allowed to change clothes even though the man had been soaked. Not the good clothes that Ojan wears because it suits his role, Ojan still has to wear catty clothes. Ojan's face that has been rather clean well maintained thanks to rere alone until the self becomes more and more buri*k.

Ojan watches around, looking for the child who apparently has slept curled up in the middle seat of Rere's car. His affection as well as his attention, made him want to ensure the state of the son directly. Especially there are many mosquitoes at once very cold.

“Maiwaifi, tomorrow you do not need to take part in the shoot. Cold as many mosquitoes. Also, your cheeks are bit*it mosquito!” Complaints Ojan who just approached Rere.

“Nothing, Pah. It's nothin. The important thing is that Papah has the spirit of filming, has this dialogue, continues to follow the direction of the crew including my direction, yes!” the spirit of Rere who loves Ojan without pause. For the sake of the future of their little family, Rere would truly accompany the struggling husband from nothing.

After listening and nodding willingly, Ojan suddenly felt uncomfortable. An uncomfortable feeling that he could not hide much less from his expression.

“Why, Dad?” rere asked because the husband was suddenly agitated.

“This is someone who wants to go out, Maiwaifi. But fear made the others faint. Where the crew is again on the meal. Eh—” Ojan was farting and until it was decorated with a rumbling-like sound, which was next to even the other side, and it was the filming crew, instantly confused. Not only those who are looking for the source of the sound, but also the aroma of Ojan fart is amazing like a plague.

Rere, who also joined the kebauan, deliberately pretended not to make others suspect her husband, and it was believed that he could make the husband back in the carousel. Therefore, he even deliberately laughed until the husband who put on an innocent face of confusion must how, laugh along.

“That was what, huh? How come the sudden smell of****** is like this? I'd suspect it was a fart, but I don't think so. It smells like this. What do you think, there is a cat koreng*en nyempil while cringing like the sound of fart?” say Mr. Saling until looking for the source of the sound or smell. Moreover, some of those who initially had coffee at the same time enjoyed the brewed noodles, so vomiting.

“Maifaifi, kerokin dorsal jerk yuk, I think I got wind.” Ojan accidentally brings Rere into the car for scrapings. He also whispers, if the wind and stomach to bloat the effect of rain and cold, the fart will be more vocal, while the aroma blares.

“Ojan? She the one that farts?” thought Mr. Salim suspicious but did not dare to reveal it. Especially if it is Ojan, Rere should also be kebauan. But in the car there, Rere even ngakak with Ojan.