
In the midst of happiness tucked deep sorrow, such is life. When Ajeng was happy to get blessing from his father, Ainaya was made anxious because today he and Haris were called by the police to be witnesses to the incident.
Fear enveloped as he set foot in front of the courthouse. His body was shaking slowly. During his life, this was the first time he had to experience a bitter event that almost took his life.
"Don't be afraid, honey. Anyway you have to be honest, there will also be others who become witnesses like you." Haris grabbed the wife's little shoulder and kissed her gently. Channeling his slightly diminished courage.
"Who, Mas?" ask Ainaya.
"The one who gives you soap is also willing to bear witness to defend the truth."
Ainaya nodded back, steadying his heart and mind not to waver and pity Jihan. He sat down beside Haris, his eyes obscuring everyone who looked tense and whispering. They are waiting for several more people who have not been present, including the Judge and the accused, Jihan.
In addition to Ainaya and Haris, there were also several lawyers hired to handle the case. It seems like Haris is talking seriously to him. I don't know what was discussed, making the atmosphere even more gripping.
Ainaya looked back. There was a policeman who came in with a black man. His hands were handcuffed and he wore the typical suit of a prisoner.
Is it possible that she's the one who put poison in my food?
Ainaya turned his head, avoiding the sharp gaze of the man. Shifting his seat closer towards Haris who was still busy talking to the lawyer.
"Because, how am I nervous?" his whispers.
Haris stopped his words. Closer his lips to the wife's slightly pale ears.
"Don't be nervous, let's just say you're talking to me. It's gonna be okay."
Ainaya nodded. Expel the nervousness that settles in the chest. Trying to control himself. Believe in Haris that everything will be fine.
Andik and Ajeng who had just come to sit beside Ainaya.
"Your hands are so cold, Nay?" Ajeng grasped the hand of the friend who felt like ice cubes.
"It's the effect I'm nervous, it will also disappear" Ainaya replied casually.
During the trial, Haris continued to pray, hoping that the matter would not be as convoluted as the viral case, and would soon be over with a victory.
Nearly three hours in a room full of tension. Finally, Ainaya opted out. He has said everything honestly and left the decision to the authorities.
Shortly after, Haris followed with a smile. Although the decision will be made in a few days, he is confident he will win.
So many witnesses. He also has strong evidence for the truth.
"We go home now, said Bilal's mother in tears." Haris hugged Ainaya from the side and then kissed her temple. Showing his affection in front of two friends of the wife who until now had not married.
"Hows it? Anyway, I don't want to come here anymore." Ainaya walked towards the car along with Ajeng and Lidya.
"Yes, this is the first and last time we're here, and hopefully there's no problem anymore." It opened the door for Ainaya who was now quite quieter.
Ajeng could only wave his hand towards Ainaya who was already sitting sweetly at the front.
"Greetings to Miss De" cried Ainaya who could not go to the village, but still pray for them so that the show runs smoothly.
Ajeng nodded and smiled then turned to Andik who was beside his car.
"We're leaving right now. The sooner the better," he said.
I can't wait to get married to that girl. In addition to his almost three-headed age, he also wanted to soon have a descendant like Haris.
''If you like to buy, I will pay.''
Andik looked at the lover from the reflection of the spy.
''Really?" tanya Ajeng.
Andik nodded quickly. Then, take a card and give it to Ajeng.
''You can buy whatever you want, '' he said seriously.
Which woman does not melt if given such complete facilities. Not only with money, Andik also shows his love with behavior.
Didin could only fall silent. This is what he feared, when other men are competing to spoil his woman, instead he has nothing to be proud of. Now he resigned and did not want to curb Lidya. Fearful of the girl leading him as Ajeng got from Andik.
''Oh yes, he said that Didin wanted to invite me to see the buffalo." Lidya switched the conversation.
''Yes, but it's like it's late afternoon. The weather's too hot. Too bad for your white skin, Didin replied.
Lidya smile.
Happiness doesn't have to be with money, Mom. Just show me what you have. I like men who are. For what luxury if in the end it will only make heartache.
Lydia picked up her phone and typed something in there. He sent a message to Didin not to feel insecure.
I'm not a woman who likes luxury, take it easy, Mas. As long as you are serious, I will open my heart and both palms to receive you.
Within seconds, Didin read the messages that went into his phone. Her lips painted a smile then replied with a heart emoji.
It was as if it was a sign that he was really serious about loving Lidya.
''When did you propose to me?'' reply Lidya with a smile emoji.
The people who read it are getting louder. Confused about what to answer, he finally followed his heart.
After Ajeng and Andik get married, I'll propose to you right away. But I'm sorry if I haven't been able to give you a luxury like Andik.
Ahemmm
Suddenly Deheman Andik makes Didin panic. The man stuffed his phone into his pants pocket before replying to a message from Lidya.
''What the hell is Mas? Just ngagetin," complained Ajeng.
Besides Didin, he was surprised.
''No papa, just a fad, '' replied Andik silly and refocused with the steering wheel.
Without notice, the car stopped at De's house. They went down and went in. The house looks lonely, it looks like Miss De is not home.
''Mang Mercy,'' cried Didin at one of his laborers.
"Eh, Mas Didin's home. I think I've banged the city girl and forgot the same village, ''keh mang Rahmat joked.
Didin smiled knot. I don't know, while in the city, his heart often surfed to the village. The farmer's faces haunt him and ask him for help.
''Where there is, I will still go home, this is my birthplace, until whenever I will not forget.'' Pat the shoulders of the Mercy mang slowly.