My husband is my teacher
Meetings

The atmosphere of this fresh morning, the brain should still be fresh, relaxed, easy to think, but inversely proportional to the atmosphere of the teacher meeting room, early in the morning the brain is already sick to him, he said, the ears were hot hearing word for word coming out of their mouths.

The rectangular table is long, longer, longer. Surrounded by teachers,

Afriadi who sat at the end of the table, just silently listening to their words, his right hand massaged his head slowly, his left hand played the phone, he seemed dizzy so ignore it.

"... How is this, the name of our school is tarnished in the community because of the video," said Raya who sat on the right side of Afriadi.

"Hem, that video has been spread everywhere, the reputation of our school can be destroyed" said Kamarudin who sat next to Raya.

"My mom thinks this school is bad, even my neighbors are bad."

"Yes the same as me. I'm finally to blame."

"I became a neighbor's gossip."

"Just like that, I said I can't educate, I can't be a teacher."

Complaints from other female teachers.

"I was also so, even to the accusation that is no longer the same Mr. Afri," said one of the female teachers who sat next to Ms. Laila smiled shyly, saying, the teacher is often greeted by Bu Inung.

All eyes were fixed on Bu Inung, Afriadi just glanced sharply, Inung smiled bitterly at Afriadi who was staring sharply, his feelings are not good he is like dealing with a ruthless warlord and has no conscience.

"Who dares he do that, do that no more thinking of the impact." Raya snapped at the table making one room shocked.

"Make it impossible to think about what the consequences are, the students involved in this case must be dealt with. If it is found out who did it, just let it out immediately.

The student has no sense, right. To do such a deed, more despicable than an animal," Laila's harsh words came out.

Afriadi glanced at Laila, a teacher of Indonesian studies who sat in front of Raya, on the left of Afriadi.

'No sense, despicable from animals anymore' the word kept buzzing in Afriadi's mind. Afriadi's heart heated up, he could no longer hold back his emotions, "I call him a senseless, animal."

Braaac...

Afriadi snapped at the table. One room was aghast, surprised, all eyes ran to see Afriadi, rubbing their chests.

"Why?."

"What's up?."

Ask them in your heart.

"The video does not necessarily prove that they did the biadap act. It's just that the video is not necessarily true, we find first who spread the video. Filter the information first, do not come to talk about things that you do not know at all. Let people say what, insult our school. Just remember one day the truth will be revealed." in a firm tone Afriadi echoes Laila and everything there. Suddenly they bowed including Laila he was the most in his nubduk.

"What Mr. Afriadi said, not necessarily they did as in the video. Be a good candidate, maybe they just make a short film or just for entertainment. But it was misrespected by the wider community" said Sarif who happened to sit next to Kamarudin.

"How about entertainment, Ustadz. In the news explained, the source directly reported from the scene. I have no problem with the adulterer, wanting to get cursed they are no problem for me. But, this is our school's problem." Laila's spicy mouth in action.

"But they don't do it." Sarif shrugged her shoulders with a smile on her face that was jokingly drawn, looking at Laila, "Are you there at the time? Have a good position."

Eghhs.. Laila's face red met 2 men already attacked her one staring sinister and sharp, the other one staring at + sweet smile.

Laila's heart was pounding 2 men were still staring at her, she just looked down and hid her face. Raya who sat in front of Laila, confused to see her son and 2 men who looked at her, 'What they like my son' thought Raya.

Yes, Laila is the only child of Raya puppet. Laila now only has a father, her mother has died since she was a child, Raya used to be when Laila was still in Elementary School she often took her son to play this school, she also knew Afriadi, she also knew Afriadi, they often met, Laila who did not know what feelings were harboring him at that time, he often lurked Afriadi while at school, sometimes playing together, and he often did, during High School he had one class with Afriadi during class 10 Ipa. But, Afriadi alone is not too mingled with women.

Kamarudin smiled faintly, his heart seeing the friend next to him arguing with the teacher who was the kiler, "How dare, my friend is not afraid is brave."

Time continued to run from 07:40 am to 11:00 pm, they were still there, I don't know what else they were talking about teachers who took a break joined the meeting. The atmosphere increasingly heated their spicy mouths unbearable, loose tampa brake. Hot ears hear their words. Afriadi who can no longer stand there it feels like his ears want to explode hearing word for word that comes out of their mouths. Aftiadi got up from his seat cleaning up the disdainful dust that felt stuck in his coat when the dust was not in his suit, walking out of the room tampa quoting.

All the female teacher's eyes massaged Afriadi out, their eyes looked but their minds floated, "Well, go," they exclaimed inwardly.

Seeing Afriadi come out, Sarif came out.

"Well, go again" they exclaimed the female teachers inwardly watching Sarif come out.

Outside Sarif spoke to Afriadi and walked to the office.

"Sir, don't think about what they said earlier, and don't be a burden on the mind, yes sir," said Sarif patting Afriadi's back, smiling. The one in the clap glanced sharply put on his unchanging dinginya face, plus the tangled look of his face, added horror again to see it. Sarif just smiled bitterly seeing Afriadi let go of his hand, "Sorry sir, hit Dad on the back. It must be uncomfortable."

"It's okay, it's normal" said Afriadi, smiling, but not too clearly, but clearly in Sarif's eyes.

Sarif's steps stopped, his head bowed, he exclaimed inwardly, "Astaghfirullah. Forgive the sins of the servants O Allah. I thought it was a bad thing for Mr. Afriadi, I thought he was a cruel person, did not like to hang out with people like us, hated us. Forgive the sins of the servants, O Allah.

Forgive the servant who had been so ill-judged."

Afriadi, who kept walking, felt that the person next to him was not there. Stopping his steps, turning to look at the one standing behind not far from him, Sarif who stood her head bowed silently. Afriadi felt guilty by his cold attitude towards Sarif, he approached.

"What's wrong? Why stop?," asked Afriadi standing in front of him.

Sarif raised his head, he saw that Afriadi's cold face was now starting to smile, familiar, Sarif opened his mouth and began to talk, "Sorry before, sir."

"Sorry for what?" asked Afriadi folding his hands in front of his chest, frowning his forehead.

"That, I had a bad prejudice with the Father, I think the Father is a cruel person, does not like to hang out with all of us ...," said Sarif admitted his mistake, saying, initially Afriadi was convinced to hear Sarif's confession. He realized that all this time he had said coldly did not talk to other teachers, from the beginning of entering here he only knew the Kingdom a little old teacher when his father took care of it first, now there are many new teachers. Afriadi who had been indifferent to all school residents, maybe because that's what caused the teachers to be prejudiced, afraid to be reluctant to Afriadi. He's not used to all this.

***

Incidentally, the students spent their break.School cafeteria, close friends of Latika gathered at the cafeteria table to eat the food they bought.

Nana and Salasiah scramble saos, Sahril play games while eating. Hannah focused on her food.

While Hadi was pensive to play his food, his bath was upset, "It turns out Latika is not in school today. Why ya?"

Hadi's friends turned their attention to Hadi, astonished to see Hadi like that.

***

While at home Latika still lying helpless at home, Bik Ipah during this early morning compress Latika. This morning Latika had eaten a little porridge and medicine, now her lunch schedule.

Latika stared at the bik Ipah face of the middle-aged woman, her wrinkled face was clearly drawn, plus the look of tired face mixed with anxiety.

Bik Ipah has been a maid in this house long enough since Afriadi was a baby he's been here. Her husband is in the village, her husband and Afriadi trusted people take care of the rice fields and plantations of Afriadi in the village.

His wrinkled hands held a spoon ready to feed Latika.

"Aac.. Non. Let Bibik who bribe, after this Non can eat medicine," said Bik Ipah.

Latika shook her head unwillingly, she was speechless, her nose was blocked, her throat was itching until it made her voice almost disappear, her body temperature was rising. He doesn't talk much, it's hard for him to talk. He turned his back to Bik Ipah, his tears spilling again. Bik Ipah put the bowl of porridge on a small table next to the bed, his hands fix the position of the Latika compress.

"Non, Non don't be so sad, just let everything go. There may be wisdom behind all of this. No, Allah is all-knowing of the best of his servants. God rules everything. And Allah is also the one who gives sustenance including a soul mate, this is all God has arranged, so Non is grateful and sincere to receive it. If it has reached the soul mate Non, however Non reject it and run away, surely God will unite Non in an unexpected way at all. I don't understand what Bibik means, do I? Not if Non won't be loved. Love exists because it is accustomed to Non," said Bik Ipah advising Latika in unison with his hand stroking Latika's head.

Bik Ipah's words had a point as well, Latika was able to accept the words, the tightness in her chest slowly disappeared.