Tears of Sholehah's Wife
Episode 40's.
Jihan and Asep arrive at a mobile phone service store located on the outskirts of the market, the shopkeeper immediately checks Jihan's phone.
“The phone is safe, chances are the sim card is broken this.” Said the shopkeeper.
“Oh. But yesterday on the phone, just on my phone there were no signs of incoming calls. And the position is like this.” Beber Jihan.
“Wah, it looks like her Mbak WhatsApp account is cloned here. Don't-don't sim card is also.”
Jihan and Asep were stunned to hear the shopkeeper's words.
“Sheep kayak only can be cloned.” Ledek Asep's.
“Ih, Mas ngeyel. Now again the season knows cloning WhatsApp accounts and sim cards. Already many events, there is even a drained account balance due to his phone number in cloning.” Babe the shopkeeper.
“Biggles!” Asep exclaimed, then turned to look at Jihan. “Saldo in your bank account much, Han?”
Jihan shook her head. “No, at most stay several tens of thousands.”
“Oh, thank goodness.” Asep stroking chest.
“But Mas, how can WhatsApp and my sim card be cloned? You see, I just found out something like this happened.”
The shopkeeper also explained how to clone the WhatsApp account and sim card that he knew, Jihan was gasped to hear it.
After replacing the sim card with a new one, and creating a WhatsApp account with a new number, Jihan and Asep left the mobile service store. Jihan's heart and mind continue to be haunted by prejudice, she suspects the man she was with at the hotel at the time was the culprit, but she tries to stay calm so Asep doesn't worry.
Arriving at Ratih's mother's house, Jihan hurriedly entered because she heard a noise from inside the room they occupied. While the atmosphere in the living room seemed quiet because the other relatives had returned to their respective homes.
“Assalamualaikum ..” Saying Jihan and Asep at the same time.
“Wa’ aleikumsalam ..”
“What is this, Ummi?” Jihan asked because she saw Salma unpacking her bag.
“Abi phone is missing, Nak.” Salma panicked.
“Yes Allah!” Exclaim Jihan. “Kok can? Indeed before Ummi where?”
“After being on the train last night, Ummi didn't take it out again. Abi also no take.” Salma Sahut.
“Maybe just pickpocketed, Ma'am.” Sela Aisha.
“But last night nothing suspicious.” Reply Salma.
“Suppose the phone fell while on the train. Maybe Ummi forgot or did not realize if the phone had not entered the bag. Wallahualam.” Arif.
Jihan suddenly felt guilty, because because of her, the Ummi so took out the phone. “I'm sorry. It's all because of me. If last night I did not borrow Abi's phone, surely Ummi will not take it out and the phone will not disappear.”
“Jihan, it's nobody's fault! All this is already bad, it is already the way the phone must be lost. So just let it go.” Arif.
“Iya, Son.”
“But it's the only communication tool Abi and Ummi, if lost how can Abi contact customer?”
“Nothing, Son. Because Abi has decided to stop working and move here.”
Jihan dumbfounded. “Abi have made a decision?”
Arif nodded. “Iya, Abi will fulfill your Eyang will to continue our family business. But what about your job?”
“My contract is still a month away, but I will ask my boss to let me resign. Hopefully allowed.” Answer Jihan.
“May be facilitated.”
“Aamiin.”
“Alright, the day after we will return to Jakarta and take care of everything. Abi also had to meet with Joseph to talk about you and Ammar. We need clarity on the continuation of your relationship.”
“No need, Abi.” Reject Jihan.
Arif knitted his two eyebrows. “Why?”
Jihan gulped before speaking. “Today I met Mas Ammar, and he said that he had already taken care of our divorce. We'll be completely separated.”
“Subhanallah! It turns out that Ammar's decision has been unanimous to separate from you. Why did Joseph not tell Abi?”
“Innalahi. Then the day after tomorrow we all look at Yusuf.”
“Iya, Abi.”
“Assalamualaikum ..” Suddenly a voice heard someone say hello.
“Wa’ aleikumsalam ..”
“It looks like outside there are guests. I'll see first, yes.” Aisha rushed out of the room.
Arif, Jihan and Salma rushed Aisyah out of the room.
A middle-aged woman with a black veil stood on the doorstep, Aisya greeted her and let the woman in.
“Eh, Ms. Yuni. Login, Ma'am!”
“Iya. Assalamualaikum ..”
“Wa’ aleikumsalam ..”
“Please sit down, Ma'am. Let me make you a drink first.” Said Aisyah who was about to go to the kitchen, but the woman named Yuni was holding her back.
“Eh, don't bother, Syah. I just had a drink, and I was just for a little while. Just sit here!”
Aisyah paused her intention, and sat back down.
Arif and his son and wife also joined Aisyah and Yuni.
“Oh yes, Ma'am. Meet Mas Arif, he's my brother. This one is his wife, Sister Salma and that one is his son, Jihan.”
Aisyah introduced her relatives one by one.
Yuni smiled and fused her two palms together in front of her chest. “Hai, introduce me Yunita. I'm a loyal customer Mom, my home is not far from here.”
“Salam know Mbak Yuni.” Reply Salma. While Arif and Jihan just smiled.
“I just want to say sorry for the passing of Mother. Sorry, I can only come now, because I just returned from Solo.” Yuni.
“Nothing, Ms. Yuni. Thank you for stopping by here.” Reply Aisyah.
“Sama-sama. I was very surprised, back and forth Mbok Sam delivered this sad news. I still don't think Mom is gone.”
“Name of age, no one knows.” Arif.
“Yes, we can only wait when it is our turn to face the khalik.” Yuni replied to Arif. “Oh yes, Mas Arif this family lives where? Understand I haven't been here long, so don't know much.”
“In Jakarta, Mbak.”
“Wah, far away also turned out. My son is also in Jakarta.” Yuni Beber.
Yuni was finally involved in small talk with Arif and his family, until Azan Zuhur reverberated, Yuni decided to go home.
“Then I'll excuse you. I'll play again here.” Yuni.
“Iya, Ma'am. This house door is always open for Mbak Yuni.” Reply Aisyah.
“Thank you, yes. I'm sorry, Assalamualaikum.”
“Wa’ aleikumsalam ..”
Yuni left the humble house of the late Ratih on foot, as his house was only a few meters away from here.
“Poor Ma'am Yuni, she's actually lonely. His son was far away, he only lived with a maid and a driver. Though his house is big.” Celoteh Aisha.
“Why doesn't he live with his son in Jakarta?” Lecar Jihan.
Aisha raised both her shoulders. “Entah. He wants it here.”
“Ehem! It's azan, loh! Still chatting?” Sindir Arif who has prepared to go to the mosque.
Aisyah and Jihan just grimaced then rushed to the bathroom to sulk.
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