When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 5 Sari's Advice

Just waiting for the day before the birth of the baby. Ajeng has also taken a three-month leave from the bank where he served.

The sound of a cell phone surprised him who was walking around the house. He did not dare to walk around the complex. After preparing breakfast Bhishma, who happened to take the time to go home he immediately to the front yard.

"Dimas ..." he was surprised to see his sister's call from the village.

"Mbak, mr. .." Dimas' voice rattled.

"Mother why?" the feeling of the dog began to become uncomfortable.

"Bak's coming home now!" the sobs of Dimas began to sound.

Ajeng no longer because of his feelings hearing the cry of Dimas. Without a second thought he stepped back home, directly knocking on the working room of Bhishma.

"Mas ... "his voice grew more and more choked while banging on the door of the Bhishma's study.

The bisma who was still facing the laptop was shocked to hear a knock on the door and Ajeng's weak-sounding voice. He quickly opened the door. Ajeng's face was pale with trembling lips.

"What's wrong?" Bisma asked flatly.

"Mr. I want to go home now," Ajeng's crying voice instantly broke.

"Mbak .. " Dimas' call is still heard in Bhishma's ear.

He quickly grabbed Ajeng's phone and talked to his sister-in-law who was now crying.

Finally, Bisma accompanied Ajeng back to his hometown in Kediri.  Unfortunately, it cannot be denied, profit cannot be achieved.  Her in-laws died without Bhishma and Ajeng was able to meet her.

According to Dimas' story, his father only complained about his chest hurting.  And was found in the state of Zuhr prayer in the room.  When he called Lek Yati for lunch, he did not answer. When Dimas went to the room, the father was stiff.

Bisma was forced to apply for a three-day permit to her place of duty to accompany Ajeng who looked very hit. You are the only one who keeps him strong and strong. Now there is no support for him to complain about all complaints.

He can see, even though Bhishma is on his side, but the mobile phone is his main concern. Ajeng tried to cover the problems in his household from all the family of the father who came to defend his condolences.

It has been seven days the departure of the father, Ajeng has returned to Surabaya. He left Dimas at Lek Yati. If Dimas had finished Junior High, he wanted Dimas to follow him to move to the city.

This afternoon he asked the driver to stop at an open garden. He just came from his in-laws' house. Many groceries have been prepared Mayang and Nurita to welcome their new family candidates.

With a sad feeling Ajeng walked towards the garden chair. After he began to slowly shake his body. His feeling is very sad. In times like these, she desperately needs the attention of her husband.

His eyes blurred to see many couples who were walking around enjoying the sun at that dim twilight. His gaze was nimble to see a husband and wife with a child who laughed cheerfully walking to and fro.

He did not expect this kind of life that he lived after marriage. Not wanted. But fate has brought her into such a complicated marriage life situation.

“Ajeng ... “ a soft voice greeted him.

Spontaneous Ajeng wiped the uncompromising tears flowing unstoppably. He immediately looked for the source of the sound.

His eyes looked at a young woman walking with a boy of about 10 years.

“You don't remember me?” back the friendly woman rebuked him and immediately sat down beside him.

“Sorry .... “ Ajeng feel bad.

So many customers he met every day, making him forget the people who rarely interact with him.

“I Sariyem your Junior High friend in the village,” he said with a shady smile.

“Masya Allah Sari, it has been a dozen years we have not met,” Ajeng welcomes the helping hand of his Junior High School friend with a warm feeling, “Your son?”

Sari nodded with a feeling of pride.

“Azka ... “ gently he called his son who was engrossed in looking at some children playing ball.

“How are you?” Ajeng can see the simplicity of his Junior High friends who were quite close at that time.

“Alhamdulillah good. How many months have you been alone?” Sari looked at him enthusiastically.

Ajeng stroked his stomach with an erratic feeling, “Leave to wait for his debay time out this ... “ he tried to display his best smile.

“Kok alone, where's your husband?” Sari could not cover up the curiosity from seeing Ajeng herself.

While other pregnant women seem so friendly with their partners who are so considerate.

“If there is a problem, do not bring too much feeling. His debaying kasian,” Sari tried to melt the frozen atmosphere between them, "I also feel sorry for the departure of mr. dhe. He's very good."

"Thank you Sar. Father was calm in nature there," Ajeng's eyes blurred to remember the late father who had gone to face the divine.

Ajeng remained silent. He knew, it was impossible at this first meeting they immediately confided in each other. Especially household problems, which means opening your own disgrace. And they are no longer the responsibility teenagers who like to share everything. Times change, everyone changes.

“My husband is a boarding house babysitter. I now live polygamous with his old wife,” without being asked Ajeng, Sari immediately told the condition of his household.

“I'm sorry,” Ajeng felt bad to hear Sari's voice sounding soft.

Finally, Sari's story flows about her home life. He married an ustadz in a boarding house. After High School he did not continue college because of the absence of fees.

During his unemployment, he was invited by his father's brother Bu de Wati to help in one of the ponpes in Kediri. Until the ustadz who has not had children with the approval of his old wife asked Sari to become his honeymoon.

Not wanting to owe a debt of gratitude to ma'am de Wati, who had sent him all this time, let alone his parents were gone without siblings, Sari finally received a proposal ustadz Zakri.

“You happy?” curiosity alighted in the mind Ajeng saw Sari who always reviewed the smile on her lips.

“Bad we can create it ourselves,” Sari said wisely, “ Never imagined or terbesit my desire to live mingled. But God wills another.”

“What about your family-in-law and your honeymoon?” ajeng's curiosity got higher, so he forgot the sadness that hung in his mind.

“Alhamdulillah, everything is very good. They supported me and loved Azka. Mr. ustadz also gave me capital for the business.”

Seems joy on Sari's face when telling her big family. The positive aura that Sari brought was finally transmitted to Ajeng. Her overcast face upon entering the garden, now began to beaming.

“I don't know your problem. But I'm sure, you know how to make yourself happy, even without having to get out of the way .... “

“Ya bu ustadzah... “ sweet smile is now rising on Ajeng's face hearing Sari's speech that gives many positive values in his life.

“What are your activities now?” seeing Ajeng's bright face made Sari curious about her friend's life.

From the physical appearance that he saw, it appears that the way of dress and all that is attached to Ajeng's body is a branded item all

“As you can see,” Ajeng said slowly.

“I'm sure, your husband is an official or a businessman. And you are an established career woman, in accordance with your ideals when we were in school first.”

“You are always right in analyzing something,” praise Ajeng instantly, “How about we work together to open a business?”

“Hm ... “ thin smile rises on Sari's lips, “Basic of your brain from the first business aja.”

“Only that's the only thing that makes me happy. Collecting a lot of money.”

“How's your husband?” Sari finally asked Ajeng's husband whereabouts. He could not hold on to the curiosity for longer.

“He is a duty in Jakarta a country man,” Ajeng replied with a soft word.

“It's worth a crumpled face like an iron. Lost beauty. LDR tho .... “ Sari smiled as soon as she realized about the condition of her friend's household, “Yang patiently yes deck. I'll definitely come too.”

“Thank you Sar. Meeting you has opened my mind,” Ajeng said sincerely.

“Kayak someone else. We were best. If there's anything you want to talk about, or just reminisce, call my number. Go to the cottage. Unacquainted with my husband and our extended family.”

The two exchanged mobile numbers. It is like getting a new spirit. From the unpretentious appearance of his friend the simplest time Junior High made him have the strength to manapaki day.

Bisma still attended the official meeting with DKI officials in the Governor's office. His eyes were fixed on a woman who was dressed closed. Become a moderator during the discussion.

His phone was ringing non-stop. Bisma quickly deactivated, as it interrupted a seemingly sordid discussion.

As soon as there was a break time, he walked quickly out.  Call tone stop just picture message.

His eyes were amazed to see a tiny baby drawn with emot love sent Mayang.

“Excuse me Mr. Bhisma, you are called because the meeting will restart,” the woman who had stolen his attention is now right in front of him and asked him to follow the meeting again.

Without replying to Mayang's image message, Bisma put her phone back in her pocket. He follows the steps of a woman he knows named Deby to return to the meeting room..

The smell of Deby's soft perfume so spoils his sense of smell. Bhishma tries to take her mind off Deby who also starts to steal her eyes.

***Hayoo start playing .... ***