Not as Beautiful as Angan

Seek truth

The incident when Amran was stopped by a woman, in an alley leading to his house Cempaka this morning, was not known by Cempaka.

Amran also refused to report it to Cempaka. Because he became doubtful after hearing the news about Cempaka, although it is not certain whether or not it is true. He went straight back home, after hearing the woman's words.

Between believe and not, Amran passed away from that place. He did not go back to his parents' house. But, to the house of his parents Sakti, namely his aunt. He was very curious about all the news he had received earlier.

"Why aunt would match me with an engaged woman, even if she was getting married soon.

What exactly does aunt mean by all this?" Questions rolled into one in his mind.

"If my aunt accidentally betrothed me to a woman who was about to get married, that would be impossible. But, the mothers spoke so insistent, as if his words were true, and he said Cempaka wanted to marry his sister" he muttered, he became distraught.

"Anyways, I have to see auntie right now! I want to know who the real Cempaka is" he murmured again.

Amran can't wait to see his aunt again.

"Assalamualaikum, bi, aunty" Amran said his greetings while calling his aunt, upon arrival in front of his aunt's house.

"Waalaikumsalam, what is Amran? Shouted - shouted so. How come! Already home again? Not going to Cempaka's house!nya? How, there's no Cempaka?" Sakti's mother greeted Amran with some questions.

"Auntie, auntie, how the hell? Did you deliberately want to humiliate me in front of others? I didn't go to Cempaka's house, I didn't meet him!" Amran replied annoyed.

" Shame how?"

"He is already engaged! He'll be getting married soon. Why would auntie want to match her with me? I met his future brother-in-law Cempaka" Amran said.

" How is this? Try to say the obvious! Don't be so grumpy, aunty doesn't understand"

"Try, take a breath! Oh, drink first! Let's just calm down!"

" Huuuh, look aunty, I was about to go to Cempaka's house, right in the alley that wanted to go to Cempaka's house, suddenly there was a mother who confronted me, he asked where he was going? Yes, I said to go to Cempaka's house. And, the mothers were immediately angry" Amran said after he took his breath first.

"The boy was already engaged to my sister, even soon he wanted to get married. Fuck up! Women really aren't! Fiancee, already married, still looking for another man! I was also upset by the behavior of the Cempaka! But, somehow and somehow in what my sister still wants to marry him" continued Amran.

"What's? She's getting married? Who's that say? That's lying! That slander! Don't just believe it!" Shocked his mother Sakti heard the narration from his nephew.

"Yes bi, these were short-haired mothers, and her funds were menor bi, who said so. He admitted that he was his sister-in-law's candidate" Sahut Amran again.

"Don't just believe in the words of people we don't know yet. Well, let's trace the truth first!"

"But bi, he was very serious about saying it, he was so angry when I said that I was his friend. Make me doubt when I want to continue my steps to Cempaka's house. He said, it's up to you, believe it or not. I am not the one who lost! It says bi"

Amran was doubtful.

"Who is? Mom - mom menor short-haired" muttered her aunt Amran full of question marks.

"Auntie who often to his house Cempaka, do not know. Moreover, I am bi, who just went there. I hesitated" Amran looked at his aunt's face.

"To my aunt, a few years ago, before Bunga got married, Bibi had heard that Cempaka wanted to be proposed to her neighbor, a policeman. But, not so because, Bunga has no husband. And Bunga rampaged unwillingly if Cempaka anyone proposed first. Since then, Cempaka so much silence, not like before" said his aunt Amran, remembering - remember.

"Until now, aunty has never heard that Cempaka is engaged, and wants to get married soon" Sakti's mother frowned.

"Aunty ask Brother Bunga, really what news from the mothers earlier! I was curious" Amran urged his aunt.

"Of course I'll find her information, to Bunga or to Cempaka all of you. Aunty also felt curious about mothers - mothers who dared to say so about Cempaka"

"If it was, it was true. But, as for now, auntie hesitates"

"Not yet, bi. But, he said two months or a month again Cempaka wants to marry his sister. Cempaka is not a real woman, he said" said Amran again.

"Bikin just wonder it's people!

What does it mean to confront Amran, and say nothing more about Cempaka. As far as aunty knows, Cempaka is his good son, beautiful, diligent worship and friendly again. Among the children of Bu Sekar, only he was the most diligent in helping his mother to clean the house and its surroundings. Aunty wasn't sure if she behaved that way" Sakti's mother nodded her head in displeasure.

"Now there are no flowers?" Amran seemed impatient with him.

"Flower at work, he'll come home later. And, at noon we can only ask the truth about the news from the woman. Means, we have to wait for him long enough to get the truth, aunt can't wait for him" he said fretfully.

"Then?" Amran asked for his continuation.

"Emh, how about we just go to the auntie's besieging? She is Cempaka's mother! Auntie sure, she must know everything. If engaged, and plans to get married, surely his parents participate in the event. Must be Bu Sekar and Pak Jati know everything. Aye right! Now we go to her house, Miss! Comeing! Wait what else?" His aunt Amran was pleased, because she had found the solution.

"OK! My good aunt! A very good solution - very good! I like that!" Amran was happy to hear his aunt's words, so happy he hugged his aunt.

"Amran! What - what the hell is this? Ouch, Amran, Amran!" Sakti's mother smiled happily to see her nephew happy.

"Come on! We're leaving now! Let's find out the truth soon" Auntie got up from her seat, she immediately got ready.

Amran immediately followed his aunt, to go to her house bu Sekar.

They rushed, like they were afraid of being late.

Not long ago, they had arrived in front of his house Bu Sekar.

"Assalamualaikum" Sakti's mother saluted those who had houses.

"Waalaikumsalam, wait a moment" Bu Sekar immediately rushed towards the living room, to open the door.

"The taste is coming, let's go in! And, please sit down!" Bu Sekar immediately invited his guests to enter the living room.

"Thank you besan" Her parents-in-law Bunga then entered and immediately sat on the sofa in the living room.

"This is Amran, my nephew" Besan bu Sekar introduced Amran, his nephew to bu Sekar.

"I am Amran, ma'am" said Amran while cupping both hands in front of his chest, then in his outstretched slowly forward, towards Bu Sekar.

"Son Amran, where's the house?" Ask bu Sekar.

"Close to aunt" she said.

"Oh, huh? On which side? How come! Several times I went there, never met" Ms. Sekar Basa - stale.

"Different RT bu, but still one village" Sahut Amran, polite.

"Ooh, um, just a second! I went to the back first, yes besan" Bu Sekar immediately went to the kitchen, about to take water for his guests.

"Auntie, quickly ask about the news! Right or not?" Amran is impatient.

"Yes a minute, time is not alkaline - stale first. It is not polite that we ask about Cempaka directly"

"It's besan, please drink the water! Taste the food" Bu Sekar had returned to the living room with a tray in his hand.

"Other besan, so troublesome"

"No ma'am, no hassle" Sahut bu Sekar.

" Besan, this is my previous ma'af. I want to ask about neng Cempaka" said Bunga in-laws with heart.

"Indeed, Cempaka why besan? What's wrong with him?" Bu Sekar was surprised to hear his iron asked about his son.

"That's nothing besan. Emh, I heard that neng Cempaka is already engaged, and said he wants to marry soon. Is that right? If so, who would she marry? Dan, when? How come! I'm not in the news" Sakti's mother asked condolently.

"Ooh, that's what I want to know about my son. I was shocked, what do I think?" Bu Sekar looked relieved.

""Yes besan, it's nothing"

"Emh, look, who says Cempaka is engaged and wants to get married soon?" Mom asked back.

"Emh, two weeks ago I introduced my niece to neng Cempaka. And, just now, Amran was about to come here, to meet with Neng Cempaka. But, at the front turn of the alley, Amran was stopped by a mother-in-law, and she confessed that she was the future sister-in-law of Cempaka. Soon Cempaka wants to marry his sister. Is that true besan?"

"Who is his sister-in-law? Who said that?" Bu Sekar asked again curious.

"Besan, so I came here to see besan as well, because I was curious about the news, is it true or not? Moreover, said Amran, the woman said that Cempaka is a woman is not really. I want to get married, still find another man. Even he said, his sister did not know in Gimanain, still wanted to marry him"

"Astagfirullahaladzim, really! Some people say that to my son. That's a lie, that's not true! That's slander! Thank God my son's behavior is not like that. Who are the mothers who tell lies? Dan, what does that mean?" Said Bu Sekar while closing his eyes, holding back the resentment in his heart.

He said slowly, so as not to be heard by Jati sir. Who just recovered from his stroke. It has not healed completely.

"I don't believe it either, besan! That's why I'm the same as my nephew, straight here to meet besan. We want to know the truth"

"Is Cempaka there a ma'am?" Ask Amran.

" Nothing, He's working" Sahut bu Sekar.

"Had always wanted a fiancee. Besan knows everything, right? How the rampage of Bunga, until Cempaka relinquished to cancel his engagement event, just because Bunga was not married. It seems that since the sa'at Cempaka as the traumatized" continued bu Sekar.

"For the sake of Bunga, Cempaka willing to cancel his fiancee's event? But only fiancee! Why did Brother Bunga to the point of killing himself, why?" Amran exclaims emotions.

"Mother doesn't know son Amran either. But, I don't know what was on the mind of Bunga at that time" said Bu Sekar.

"Emh, does Amran still remember what he looked like?" Ms. Sekar tried to find out about the woman who had confronted Amran this morning.

"Yes mom, I remember mom. Her hair is short, the person is rather tall, her makeup is menor. He met me in the alley ahead of the bu" Amran said excitedly.

"Hair is short, menor, emh, where did that woman come from?" Ask Bu Sekar again, investigate.

"From this alley ma'am, from that front alley!"

"Shortly, a minute, is he that? Or, but not possible, not possible. Why would he do that? Make what?" Mumbled bu Sekar with a shrunken forehead, thinking.

"Who's besan? What, besan knows the guy? Is he a village man too?" His aunt Amran asked enthusiastically, she wanted to know about it immediately.

"No, I just guess. But, if it was him, what would it do and what would it do?"

"If you may know, who is she ma'am, who is in the mind of the mother?" It was Amran's turn to ask. He was no less curious.

"If only now or tomorrow to see you again, does Amran still remember the person?" Ask bu Sekar.

"God I remember Mom, we talked for a long time. Because, he was so persistent in convincing me. So that I believe in all his words" Amran said passionately.

Bu Sekar and Besannya look mangosteen hearing Amran's statement. The two looked at each other, there seemed to be something in his mind.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am!" Suddenly, there was the sound of someone saying a greeting from the door beside his house Bu Sekar. A woman's voice.

"Waalaikumsalam, just come in!"

Sahut bu Sekar, he exclaimed from the living room. Because, it just so happened that the only one at home was her and her husband. And, he knew that the one who came was his eldest son, namely Canary.

"Yes ma'am, I entered" she said, opening the side door, and she entered the house.

"Ooh, there's another guest apparently. Eeh, there's mommy. How are you, ma'am? Been long?" The canary greeted him while extending his hand to his mother-in-law Bunga, to shake hands.

Simultaneously, Arman looked at Kenari in the face. He still remembered that face that had confronted him in the front alley.

"Mother? Mother, didn't you the one who confronted me this morning in the front alley?" Amran is spontaneous.

Canary looked at Amran's face. He looked surprised as his eyes rubbed against each other with Amran's eyes.

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