My husband is my teacher
Decisions

The color of the jinga on the ceiling had already disappeared. The voice of the azan is melodious in the mosque and surau. Hearing the cry of the achan Latika immediately let go of her pleasure, she prepared to pray.

While downstairs, Afriadi was still sitting there talking to them, the conversation was very serious Mr. RW only to take it seriously as well. The three of them tried hard to persuade Afriadi so that he would withdraw the demands on their villagers.

Qilan denied, he was very excited to fight with them, he was like fighting with his mouth in the trial alone. There was no way the three of them could win a fight with Qilan. Now the faces that were serious turned pale Qilan was satisfied to see their faces pale. Afriadi just kept quiet to hear them clash his mouth, not that he was silent he was happy to see them noisily, but he was still thinking about something.

Time keeps going.

After the prayer Latika returned to play her phone in bed. Understand the new phone, elus-elus continue to be unable to escape from the grasp.

5 Minutes later.

"Oppaa.. Hihah.. Huumm.. Soskviiiiiit..,"

latika screams at the film from her phone while sitting on the bed hugging a pillow.

That is Latika activities during free time, especially if not watching Korean movies. Favorite movie.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

The room door Latika occupied on tap.

"Come in, the door is unlocked" Latika said, his hoarse voice clearly heard from the outside, his eyes still focused on his phone.

Bik Ipah came in close to Latika, sitting on the lip of the bed.

"Non, eat yuk." Bik Ipah asked, his eyes saw what Latika saw.

"It's full, Bik" Latika said, her eyes focused on her phone.

"Where is it full? Non, have to eat a lot to be healthy quickly," said Bik Ipah, his hand touched Latika's forehead.

"Still hot," bik Ipah grumbled in his heart.

Latika is still focusing on her phone.

***

Below they are still talking. Qilan's face brightened once, he won in a fight with them. Afriadi decided that he would drop the charges against them on certain terms that they had to agree to. At first they objected to asking for more relief.

Qilan immediately denied them, "Enak alone, has given false testimony, defaming people. Ask for more lightness it is already light." Qilan glanced at Afriadi, he disagreed with the terms, "You should be Af, don't give them such small terms, it won't have a deterrent effect on them, you lose."

The three of them gulped, bowed.

"I don't want to oppress the weak to excess, I'm doing this just want to establish justice over myself and him" Afriadi told Qilan, "I just want that, nothing more."

Their faces raised looking at Afriadi, they were amazed. They looked at each other, nodding willingly. Qilan shifted his eyes, he could not interfere, it was also Afriadi's own decision.

Mr. Kades spoke up, "If that's what you want, we'll do it. But you're right to be-"

Afriadi cut Mr. Kades' words, "Of course, I'll drop the charges."

After a long conversation, they also resigned themselves. Before they came home Afriadi offered to eat dinner first, "How about you guys eat first, it's just coming home."

"Really?" they asked, wanting to accept Afriadi's offer, but their eyes were turned to Qilan who had stood up from his seat, and Afriadi stared intently at the three of them, speaking through his eyes, ‘If you want to stay to eat, you go home by yourself.’

They could only reply with a bitter smile.

"Sorry sir, it's late, our house is far away from here, our wife and children are definitely looking for us, so we want to go home, thank you for the offer" Mr. Kades said.

Afriadi understood, he nodded his stone exclaiming, "Qilan, you threaten them."

They resigned themselves. The living room became quiet again, Afriadi was still sitting there breathing, his right hand was rubbing his hair, his mind was still filled with burden.

At once he thought with the presence of Latika in his life now with the status as a wife.

***

"Non, let's eat," persuaded Bik Ipah, forcing.

Because of the sadness of seeing Bik Ipah from forcing Latika down to eat, Latika finally wanted to follow Bik Ipah down.

As he exited the room, Latika's head wailed to look at the surroundings.

Bik Ipah was astonished to see Latika, he asked, "Why, Non?"

"What does he have? Is he there too?" Latika asked back, while going down the stairs.

Bik Ipah smilingly replied, "Master is there, Non. Again there are guests, Non began to miss ya?," seduced Bik Ipah, managed to make Latika's face red meet. Bik Ipah chuckled, he wanted to tease Latika again, but he abandoned his intention given the current state of Latika.

Long life has just been called the person who was in front of them up the stairs with a cold look. Didn't think that Latika met him that quickly. Just coming out of the room was already in direct contact with him, Afriadi's eyes continued to stare at Latika while stepping up the stairs. Feeling uneasy with her gaze, Latika turned her gaze to Bik Ipah as she passed by.

The two of them talked to each other, until Afriadi stopped his eyes from looking back at Latika, he smiled faintly. Feeling that Afriadi was watching him, Latika looked back occasionally, when she looked back she was surprised their eyes met, it turned out that Afriadi was right to notice him.

Latika felt something strange about her feelings, all the way down the stairs she remembered Afriadi's eyes.

***

On the way home.

Urat was annoyed Qilan seemed, wanting his feelings to lower them in the middle of the road. "Can't you shut up, sit up sweet," said Qilan, his tone slightly rising, his teeth tightly shut, growling.

"Anu, that. My wallet's missing,"

said the Imam, putting on a face of mercy asking Qilan to go back there, "We go back there, yes. My wallet was there. I beg you."

Qilan's face instantly grew tangled to hear the request back there, "Oh, how valuable the wallet is. Just pissed me off. Behind sleeping. Patience Qi.. Patience..," cried Qilan inwardly. Forced to turn back his car, back to the house again.

***

"Non, eat a lot. Let it heal quickly." Bik Ipah is getting food for Latika.

Latika nodded, sitting neatly waiting.

Ting... Nong...

The house bell rings.

"Who else is coming?." Bik Ipah turned his head to look at the door, his head twitching in unison with his hands working to take food into the plate.

"Let me open, Bik." Latika got up from her seat.

"But, Non. Non-kan-" Bik Ipah's hand stopped moving to pick up the side dish on the table.

Latika cut off Bik Ipah's words, "It's okay to bik, just open the door."

Bik Ipah nodded allowing, quickly Latika walked towards the front door, as she passed through the living room she noticed there was an object lying on the floor. Out of curiosity with that benada, Latika finally took the object that was none other than the wallet of the Imam who missed.

"Whose wallet is this?" asked Latika inwardly, carrying the wallet.

When he opened the front door.

When the door opened, how shocked Latika saw who was standing before her. The guest was also surprised, not expecting that he would meet Latika.

"You.." Latika's index finger trembled pointing at the guest, who else if not the Imam, Latika's eyes had begun to glaze over, her head bowed to hide her sad look, "Why are you here?." latika's tone of voice shook as well.

"I'm here just to take my wallet.that's missing," replied Mr. Imam, looking at his wallet in Latika's left hand, "That's my wallet." The Imam asked for his wallet.

Latika returned her wallet, asking, "Why hiks.. Your wallet

could it be here? Hicks.."

"That's ..." The Imam told him the meaning of his arrival here.

After hearing the Imam's explanation, Latika's tears could not stand it anymore, her tears fell to the floor.

The Imam felt guilty, "We know, we were wrong. Forgive us."

"Hiks.. W-why did you marry me to her? Hix.. Hiks.." asked Latika, "Why? ... "

The Imam was silent, "It's all our fault. We were too rash to make a decision. Tampa knew the decisions we made changed someone's life. O Allah forgive us .." Inwardly Mr. Imam.

"Can this marriage be annulled?" latika's question made Mr. Imam speak in his heart, "Astahgfirullah. My whole life just this time I heard marriage can be canceled." The Imam did not know what to answer Latika's question, he replied as much as possible, "Marriage that has been kijab kabul, can no longer be rejected. Moreover, you, him, the witnesses, and the Priest are qualified, the conditions of marriage are also fulfilled, your marriage is valid, not a playful marriage."

Hix.. "Then I get divorced." I didn't think Latika thought about getting there.

Mr. Imam gave Latika advice, "Don't Son, Don't. The most God-hating act is divorce. Don't you decide such a decision, Don't you divorce her, are you ready to assume the title you will receive after your divorce at this age do you want to be called a widow? Don't kid, you better not, think clearly, explain everything that's going on. Patience Son, live this new life of yours ... Now you are his wife, you are his responsibility, be a devoted wife to the husband, accept him in your life, give it back to him, let God govern. We are guilty, forgive us ... "

Tampa realized Latika Afriadi heard their conversation, very clearly heard in his ear, he sat on the guest sofa not far from the front door.

***

"Oh, that's a long time. That's somebody grab a wallet or make a wallet. Huh.." Qilan looked back at his plan to have them call his friend but they slept. Qilan had tried to wake them up by shaking their bodies, pinching them, tickling them. Even Qilan who was attacked by Mr. RW, Qilan's neck was embraced by Mr. RW.

"Ma, don't be angry." delirious Mr. RW, Mr. Monyong's mouth wants to kiss.

As there was black smoke and lightning surrounding Qilan's body, his face turned into another.

In 3 seconds.

TPAAAAKK... Qilan slapped hard on Mr. RW's cheek.

They will wake up but they are not, they are like sleeping dead.

Emotions are right Qilan.

Shortly afterwards, the Imam came, entered the car smiling to greet Qilan, who was greeted with an expression like he wanted to suck the blood of a sneaky scowl, the Imam smiled bitterly, saying,

"Thank you for waiting. This wallet is very valuable to me ..." The priest opened his wallet. Qilan added emotion seeing the contents of his wallet empty there was nothing.

"... It's my wife's gift. Uh.." The Imam glanced at Qilan, he felt that there was something strange about Qilan.

Qilan's patience was really tested today, he could not wait anymore, quickly he pressed the car horn made Mr. RW and Mr. Kades surprised to be lifted from their sleep.

Tampa thought 2 more times he stuck the gas, bringing the car to speed. Qilan is like carrying a race car. I don't know what the three of them were.

"Astahgfirullah's chat. Slow down, Den !!!" shouted Mr. RW, getting drunk.