When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 67 Revenge of the Goddess

Ajeng meets the invitation of a boarding school that he regularly dine in the celebration of the month of Muharam. It has become the annual agenda of the ponpes invite community leaders and related agencies in Malang district to share with orphans in the ponpes.

Accompanied by Audina, the secretary and his right hand who helps all affairs manage his growing business. He left with Kirno, a driver who specialises in everyday mobility.

Invitational guests who attended Muharam activities in Ponpes Nur-Ilahi led by ustadz Zakri had arrived a lot. It looks from the cars parked neatly in the cottage yard area is very large.

Ajeng walked side by side with Audina entering the already deserted hut area as guests gathered in the hall with all the other hut dwellers.

“Basic women village!” a cynical female voice stopped Ajeng and Audina's steps.

It flips the body.  How surprised Ajeng was to see a beautiful woman dressed in fashionable clothes staring at him with an emotional face.

“Mbak!” Audina looked at Ajeng with a worried look.

Ajeng only smiled faintly while nodding his head trying to calm Audina who was ready to face the woman who in her eyes would bring danger to her superior.

Ajeng stood right in front of the Goddess who was now arriving before him. His breath seemed to be burning with a reddened face restraining emotions.

“Do you not feel ashamed of continuing to follow people's husbands?” The goddess said with emotion until her chest rose.

The shadow of ‘ that night’ as Hilman mentioned the name of the woman who was now standing before him made his anger unstoppable. Although all ‘needs’nya as a wife has been met, but does not reduce her hatred on the figure of the woman who is now in front of her.

He was sure, Ajeng was still trying to get close to Hilman. The proof is that they are currently at the same event. And she will not stop until this ‘ndeso’ woman does not shadow even away from her husband for good.

“Maybe the mistress wrongly accused me like that,” Ajeng politely replied to everything the Goddess threw at her.

Seeing the relaxed Ajeng not provoked by what he said made the emotions of the Goddess even more heightened.

“Dasual pelakor!” ketus Dewi with her index finger pointing right on Ajeng's face.

With a swift Ajeng caught the index finger of the Goddess and twisted it quickly made the Goddess grimace withstanding the pain.

“Badness!” maki Dewi is getting emotional and pulling fingers that are in the grasp of Ajeng, “Dasar pelakor do not know themselves!”

“The actor's mistress! I already know the fiancee of the person was treated as well,” Audina replied furious.

He could not resist seeing his boss being cursed by the woman in front of him. Chasing is good, but no adab.

Hearing Audina's words made the Goddess' eyes bulge like they wanted to get out of place. He did not accept what the woman who came with ‘enemy bebuyutan’nya.

“Ala no need to defend women ‘ndeso’ it,” pursue Dewi annoyed.

He saw the dapper appearance of Audina who in his eyes was classy, compared to Ajeng who only wore a simple robe without the branded goods he wore.

“I know, he just wants to pansos by approaching my husband who is unclean,” Dewi said at will, “Jala*g which is not tempted by the wealth owned ...”

“Dewi ... “ bass sound Hilman stop words Goddess.

Hilman felt bad when his driver whispered to him who was talking to fellow ustadz Fikri Zakri about the commotion between his wife and Ajeng.

“Mas ... “ the voice of the goddess made Audina sneer.

Dewi quickly embraced Hilman's arm to show off their affection in front of her opponent. He had to make a show to get the husband's sympathy.

Hilman attempted to release the hand of the Goddess hanging on his arm. He saw Ajeng who did not care and thought he did not exist, instead talking seriously to Audina.

He felt the grip of the Goddess finger so strong in his hand. He was sure the Goddess did not like what he said just now. He did not want Dewi to humiliate himself in the boarding school area that was being attended by invited guests, some of whom were also relatives who used to donate at the place.

He heard everything the Goddess said to Ajeng, because his voice was so loud that a distance of 4 meters was still caught in his hearing.

The feeling of being surrounded by the Goddess. She could not accept her husband saying courtesy to his enemy. But he must keep the image in front of the man who has now received and met all his needs.

“Nothing to forgive. Your wife is right. Isn't it the duty of a wife to maintain the integrity of her household?” Ajeng said leisurely without load, “Excuse me mr Hilman, mistress ...”

Hilman sighed heavily as Ajeng just passed by followed Audina without looking at her.

“Mas should hear as he says something bad about me .... “ Dewi trying to pump Hilman to change his attitude to Ajeng.

He did not accept the view of Hilman who continued to follow the shadow of Ajeng and Audina until it disappeared at the intersection of the cottage.

“Already Wi,” Hilman does not want to hear his words.

His mind became chaotic after meeting Ajeng after a long time he tried to contact him to talk. Ajeng had closed the communication and blocked the number.

And his hope to meet in the invitation given ustadz Zakri is in accordance with reality. His longing for an ayu and charming figure even though it has now slipped from his grasp.

“Mas must open his eyes if he only uses gold.  Women today just want to be good. Turn tajir man busy looking for attention, and justify all means ..”

“Quite Goddess!”  Hilman said with restraining emotions and walked quickly leaving the Goddess stunned over her cold-turned attitude.

“Mas, masss .... “ Goddess of her own crime trying to pursue Hilman's fast steps and has far left her.

“Awas only female ‘ndeso’ the. I will not hesitate to humiliate him,” his inner self in heart.

His anger had already turned into a burning grudge. He did not accept the attitude of the husband who clearly defended his enemy. Especially with the relaxed style of Ajeng who does not care even indifferent to everything he says to provoke his emotions.

With a stacking chest* the Goddess walked up to Hilman. It was fortunate that just entering the hall Hilman's steps slowed down.  Quickly his hands embrace Hilman's arms and close his body to the husband.

“Wah newlyweds, when is this invitation?”  Sunardi, a rancher, greets Hilman who walks past him.

Pride immediately erupted on the chest of the Goddess heard the greeting of her husband's relationship. He saw Ajeng sitting in the number 3 row of important guests who attended the Muharam Month event with Pondok Pesantren Nur Divine led by Ustadz Zakri.

He did not care about some negative comments about the marriage that occurred between him and Hilman. His ears are immune to hearing the grapevine that calls him the perpetrator who made Ajeng break his engagement with Hilman, which is predicted as the most luxurious marriage because it involves the big name Hilman who is already known to everyone.

A friendly smile he showed as Hilman's relationship approached to get acquainted with him. Confidently he reached out to shake hands with the kyai and the caretakers of the cottage who welcomed Hilman's presence.

The goddess became upset herself to see some men who did not receive her helping hand, but cupped both hands to their chests by bowing their heads.

“Being arrogant! Have you never seen a beautiful woman?” Dewi mengedumel in heart saw the attitude of the men who were friendly to her husband but ignored her.

“Do they never see women?” Dewi whispered to Hilman who was still busy talking to ustadz Zakri.

“Didn't I say, if you want to come have to dress covered ...” replied Hilman firmly.

He felt annoyed with the Goddess who always followed every invitation he got from the relationship and city officials Malang. He does not feel free now.

The goddess sneered unhappily at the words of her husband. His gaze led to the entire hall. He had to admit, all the women who came were dressed covered. Even women who are with their sworn enemies also carry a shawl that he covers to the head even though unlike most women who already wear a robe and hijab.