The Cost of Trust

Restu mas Aziz

"Aa saying goodbye to Aziz first huh mah?!", asked Dadan to Imah before they left.

"No need to be A, I'm sorry. Just relax, not papa."

"Owh.yeah already then."

The two of them took a motorcycle to the city park which was quite crowded by food vendors. Dadan stopped his motorcycle on the side of the road.

"What do you want to eat?", asked Dadan while locking the handlebar of his motorcycle.

"What do you eat A?" Looks like thinking.

"Have you eaten rice?"

Imah.

"Yes, have you eaten rice with a side dish of hayam want teu?"

"Chicken means?"

"Yes, it's wrong to say that."

"Euumm. The power is not too rame, so the waiting is not late. Mas Aziz ngijinin, but don't come home from the camp."

"Yes." Yeah."

They both ate grilled chicken that was not far from them parked his motorcycle.

"It's done, right? What do you want to go home?"

"A want to go home?", Why ask back.

"Terah Ija AA mah."

"Yes, we go again."

"No, we go home. How about talking at home. Aziz wants to join."

"May also mah. Yes, I am hayo wae. Uh, buyin mbak Dian what food is it mah."

"What food is A?"

"Bak Dian likes what?"

"Buy the sweet dignity, would want it."

"It's a good idea, A."

They ordered a special martabak for Diandra.

*****

"Aa to wait here. It usually goes in the back."

Dadan nodded in agreement while sitting on the porch.

"Mas..", say hello. Aziz looked at his cousin's sister.

"Why?", asked Aziz.

"Bak's already sleeping?"

Just asked, Dian came out of her room.

"Not yet, why?"

"Owh.this, brought martabak same A dadan. If you're sleeping, let's put the fridge away."

"Owh, thank you, tell me to kang Dadan ya."

"Yes, Mother."

"Mas, A Dadan is still being reviewed. Want to talk together, right? If both of you say it can't."

"Now?", asked Aziz.

"No, tomorrow bada ashar." Lets pout.

"Yes, I'm out."

"Not sleepy yet?", asked Imah again.

"You are the one who asked to be cemented." Aziz runs to the terrace.

Come behind him. While Diandra sat while enjoying the martabak that Imah brought earlier.

"Kang.".", said Aziz.

"Punten mas, so bother. Who asked him to talk here. Fear of being scolded Aziz said that he went home malem-malem."

"Yes kang, I order so same huh."

"I'm sorry, so interrupt Aziz's rest."

"No, I still watch television. Tomorrow is Sunday. We open a little bit later."

Kang Dadan.

"Em...kang Dadan seriously same imah?", asked Aziz while glancing at Imah.

"God willing, that too if imahna will. Kan mas Aziz ge knows, I am a one-child widower. Was it Aziz ngerestuin?"

"I'm up to ya. You guys want to walk."

"Kang Dadan knows that Imah has been married before?"

"Yes, you decide next."

"Mas Aziz blesses us Tah mas?", asked Imah.

"How else, you who make it," Aziz acted resignedly.

"Mas Aziz mah.", cried Imah.

The chatter of the adam still continues until finally Imah who actually say goodbye to sleep first. Get into his room behind the stall.

Sunday morning,

I'm drying Diaz on the side of the house. Not too hot, still around the clock.

"Okay. tayangnya Aunty sunbathing...."

Wipe Diaz's cheek with anxiety. While his left hand carrying clothes that will be sunbathed.

"Well, if you're done drying our clothes breakfast first. I was cooking that day."

"Mbak In cook piro Tah mbak hours?"

"So, it's dawn. Diaz hasn't woken up yet, so let's cook it first."

"Maap yes mbak....Imah do not want to cook anyway, if Imah cuisine is delicious, it must be Imah who cooks. Kasian Mbak Di's tired of shitting Diaz, still gotta cook."

"That's mbak Imah's job...It is precisely the same unpleasant mbak. Have helped me a lot mbak. Though the task of Ema should only be in the kiosk. Even the burden of home cooperation."

"My dear sister.... Let's not be burdened mbak. Precisely seneng, Imah can be involved here. Bantuin mbak di yang baiiiiiiik terribly."

"Don't over-praise me Mah.You don't know yet, how bad I'm rich."

"Worse, it must be worse, Imah heheheheh....."

"You can be mah. Anyway, don't be too complimentary. If one day you know, mbak not as good as you think you are disappointed mah."

"Wes mbak's. Don't talk about. Iha wong is important Imah yunya mbak In both Imah, dear mas Aziz and Aunt Farah. That's enough for me."

"Okay.dek Diaz has finished sunbathing, keep bathing. After the shower, we have breakfast together."

"Where is Aziz...., eh by the way, where is Aziz? Didn't you look out of the morning?"

"Oh, your mas jogs he said to your beb!"

"A Dadan means that?"

"Who else?!"

"Hahaha maybe a Dadan again familiarize themselves with the same ferocious Aziz mas that time yes mbak."

"Emang mas Aziz is fierce?"

"Right is not mbak, just sting."

They both laughed together.

Chat on the breakfast...

"Mbak Di, peyan long ago dated mas Aziz?"

"We're not dating mah."

"Lga continues? How can you marry but not date?"

"Heheh could be mah. In the past, mbak actually dating the same temen mas Aziz. But, it turns out our relationship just stuck there. Until finally, Aziz cornered his tent."

"Huh? Kasian, it turns out that in addition to cheating mas Aziz nikung too?"

"It's not that bad."

"Continue?"

"Former mbak is not serious as mbak mah. And, Masmu just struggle to get the heart mbak. Though you may know, your ex-mom is much prettier than mbak."

"Nek ex-former, means more than that dong exe mas Aziz?"

"Yes, what did you see my husband?"

"Iyo Iyo.mas Aziz ncen. Grateful to have a wife as good as Peyan. Try if his wife is not peyan mbak Di, not necessarily the household is durable until Saiki."

"By the way I am, huh mah?", suddenly Aziz had joined the table eating.

"Wash your hands first, you are from the outside" said Dian.

"It's the deck out front."

"Are you talking to me again?"

"Diii. Is that the artist?", Why stand up and leave the dining table.

"Eh, here.here...", Aziz pulled out Imah's hand.

"What was that about?"

"Any opo anyway? I'm not talking about opo-opo".

"It's already ah. Habit, can't if you don't fight the same, huh?"

"That's Jawir when he says sok ngeselin."

"The same rich. Loves ngeselin!" Dian left the dining table.

"Lho, breakfast itself?"

"Yes", said Dian briefly.

"Well, eat..eat...himself..," Aziz style sok ngeDangdut.