The Cost of Trust

Idea from Aziz

"Imah, you want to pray first is okay. Take care."

"Mah again off mas", without turning his head he fiddled with his cell phone.

"Why again? Tumben diem?"

"Hem? Not a mas."

"Why? Say the same thing. Is there a problem with Dadan? Same with Mrs Tati?"

Look towards me.

"Kok did you know?"

"When did you say you knew?Did you ask me if there was a problem with Dadan or Bu Tati?"

"Yes it's both."

I could refute her chin with both hands on the display.

"Mom Tati asked for another transfer? Let it transfer." I got up from my seat.

"No need to." It prevents me .

"Keep?", I sit back on his side bench .

"Mommy wants to come here mas.".", Imah lowered her head.

"Huh?", I was surprised.

"But Imah did not give this address anyway mas, Imah give your Mama's address. Hehe....".

"Mas doesn't understand the way you think about Mah!"

"Yes..during this time, Imah always submissive to mother. Never dared to refuse mother."

"Then now? If you give Mama's address, keep her coming there will not fuss mama tuh same stepmother?"

"So I called my mom, she said okay. I didn't say it was my mom's house, said it was Aziz's mas house. Mama said, let mama nanganin."

"yes, if it's mom who wants nanganin, why do you still think? He asked for your fare?"

"Yes, it was a transfer. Use this app." Imah shows a green application with the G logo.

"Cool you mah, can you wear that?", praised Aziz.

"Yes, I'll hang out with many people every day when it's not pinter-pinter." She began to boast of herself. Well, this is the new image as usual.

" Good, there's progress."

"Yes dong, emang mas Aziz his progress is in the middle of hahahaha......"

"Heh, these are signs of a happy man huh."

I am that fat, right? Within a day, there were already two people who had said to me.

While thinking about my stomach, suddenly a customer will fill the quota.

"Woi .. bengong wae is boss mah."

"Heheh yes kang, how much do you want to fill?"

"Unlimited YouTube" said the customer.

"What is it?", asked Aziz again.

"How much? Sixty-five did you?", asked the customer.

"It's kang.", Aziz gave it to the person in front of him.

"Thank you Aziz, oh yes.it's a slimmer stomach. So slim, the more advanced yes mas. Success is Aziz!", said the customer, giving him the money.

This is the third time he is called fat , again there is a fat ngatain already sure will soon get merchandise a broken glass, inner Aziz.

Next to him sat down, a girl laughed at his manyun. Who else if the opening of the faith? He felt unable to not laugh.

"Diem. So good to see you mocked!"

"Not funny!", I snapped.

But, speaking of the caterpillar, he remembered Dadan. Should Imah be fished, or wait for Dadan who tells the story?

Maybe, if his ex Dadan was a stranger, I could just tell him straight away. Unfortunately, that guy was Feby. The girl who likes to make emotions because of me deketin, the reason that I do not betray Dian anymore.

Although it is true, but I also will not and never have the intention to repeat my mistakes.

"Well, you have a problem with Dadan?"

Aziz asked Imah who was tidying up the voucher.

"No, no, mas. But...Come on again sprain."

"Why order? Did you go jogging this morning?"

Imah shook her head while remaining focused on her work.

"A Dadan did not want to open with Imah, even though he said he wanted to be serious with Imah."

"Open what does that mean?"

"A dadan.", Imah stopped her speech when someone approached Aziz and Imah.

"Hi.".", said Feby.

Me and Mama looked at each other. Why do tenacious feathers have to be here again anyway? Gumam Imah's.

"You want to buy a quota or buy what mbak?", Why try to be friendly.

"Yes, it's time to buy rice. Here, isiin!", the order of martial arts while handing over mobile phones and money worth two hundred thousand.

Immediately make the transaction.

"Aziz, sometime if we have a reunion yuk", said Feby.

"Yes, inshaallah Feb", and the glare of Imah's sharp eyes was like intimidating me.

Feby asked me to talk. I'm not at all enthusiastic about the story.

A malicious intent ensued, saying that it would bring Dadan and Feby together. So, it is not difficult to explain to Imah.

Aizi grabbed her phone then fiddled for a while. He sent a message to Dadan.

Feby hasn't moved from his seat since. Aziz mukai is agitated. How do you want to exude this guy?

The sound of the motor stopped in front of the kiosk. After parking the bike, kang Dadan approached me.

"It's a mas, the soto!", Dadan handed it to me.

"Well, grab a bowl. Love to Dian.," Aziz said to Imah. Of course, I will not refuse.

"Thank you Dadan.!" said Aziz, handing over thirty thousand dollars.

"That's not necessary. It'll make you guys, my family's candidates too." Dadan dropped his weight on the bench next to Feby.

Feby begins to notice Dadan's presence beside him.

"Feby....?", kang Dadan was surprised. Saw his wife's matan at the stall where Imah worked.

Feby who from earlier chattered, immediately fell silent when Dadan was sitting next to him. At the same time, Imah came carrying two bowls.

Feeling something awkward, Imah ventured to ask.

"What's wrong with all of them?"

Sit in front of Feby.

"Imah, it's Feby. Aa's ex-wife!", said Dadan to Imah.

"Huh?", let's be surprised.

What next, huh?????