My husband is my teacher
Viral 4's

Video that quickly as fire as the virus, only took half a day was widespread. Again the video, it became the topic of a warm conversation, and covered on the tv channel.

The netizens began comparing the past video with the current video, connecting the netizens like a detective only. There are even netizens who are fad adding stories for sheer fun.

The old Latika Cost.

Mrs Kost sat on the porch of her home, ranting to herself after seeing the video and comments from netizens.

"Sparamid.. So they are both innocent. This is bad people dare to give false testimony, it will be affected. Though it has been described in the Qur'an, he who bears false testimony for adultery will not be accepted for all time and will be cursed by the world and the Hereafter. Here's why else..."

The children of Kost who passed in front of his House did not dare to reprimand, fearing that later they would be sprayed with Bu Kost.

While at Home.

The atmosphere is quiet, quiet, calm, and peaceful. The handyman who made a storm that made this house colorful and alive was struggling to study at school.

Bik Ipah works to clean the relaxed atmosphere, the wind blows softly whispering in his ear carrying happy news.

Something just ruins the mood.

Dap... Dap... Dap... Harsh footsteps stomping on the floor ran into the house screaming.

"BIJIK... BIIIK..," cried Mang Juneb entered the lounge, snatched the TV remote, interrupted, fiddled with the remote looking for a news channel.

"What's up, Neb?." Bik Ipah who cleaned the dust in the photo on the wall, approached Mang Juneb.

"Look Bik," pointed Mang Juneb, his breathing was irregular.

Bik Ipah saw the news on TV.

Unfortunately Mang Juneb was late, the news covered was already partially over.

The host had spoken at length, "... Why you can give such testimony, even though you do not see the actual events and from the news that we have explained. Why don't you believe what they're explaining? There even gave another testimony," the lawyer asked the Sources, who else if not Haspu, the Hansip. He sent other witnesses to attend.

"Yes, at that time I didn't know that they were completely scuttered, I guess they were just excuses. Understand usually people can avoid mistakes for a variety of reasons ... I am a man not God. What I see is what I say.

I also don't know if it's going to be like this... I represent the others, apologise to the concerned. Sorry for dragging and defaming Ayyubid High School in our previous video, and for saying nothing. Especially for the couple we slandered I apologize profusely." said Haspu put on his regretful face, but the face did not impress anything in the eyes of Mang Juneb and Bik Ipah.

Bik Ipah could not say anything after seeing the news. The tears of Bik Ipah dripped, they were not tears of sorrow but tears of happiness.

"So the Bik in the front shop, many people were talking about this news there," said Mang Juneb sitting on the sofa, seeing Bik Ipah crying, "Bibik crying. Why is my aunt crying?."

"Bibik cried because he was happy, Neb. Happy aunt. Hix... Happy aunt Neb. The truth must be revealed, however it may be..." Bik Ipah approached a family photo plastered on the wall there. His old hand stroked the face of a young Afriadi.

"real Bik. But, if the truth is revealed. Then how in the future Mr and Non? Are they going to divorce?." hearing Mang Juneb's words, Bik Ipah's hand stopped stroking the photo.

Bik Ipah wiped away his tears, approached Mang Juneb who was sitting on the sofa, cutting Mang Juneb's sentence from earlier wondering about the continuation of Afriadi's relationship with Latika, "Neb, where's the salt?," pinta Bik Ipah, his hands are already charging.

Aaa... 'Garam ???' Mang Juneb tried to remember, he had been to the stall for what?.

"Astaghfirullah's.. I forgot to buy it." Mang Juneb scratched his non-itchy head, bitterly laughing. Bik Ipah shook his head, "Wait a minute Bik ya Bik, I buy first."

Mang Juneb ran again to the front shop to buy salt that he forgot to buy.

Bik Ipah turned off the TV, his heart said, "Oh Allah, will you divorce Non? Or Non who will ask for a divorce with the Master. I ask God, may they not do divorce, an act you do not like... It has long been lonely, with the presence of Non make them understand each other even though they do not know before. Bind their hearts, O Allah, to love one another like the love of Allah and Khadijah, like the love of Ali and Fatimah, like the love story you love, do not separate them ... Oh, my God."

While in the School Students roam, splashed out of the classroom, there are playing Basketball, gossip, dating in the corner there, read books in the Library, play Football, play, joking with friends, and there are also those to the Stomach Canteen.

Like Latika and her friends who like to go to the Canteen eating sabil stories.

Salasiah opened her mouth after drinking ice, "Em.. Refreshed. Eeeeeeeeggs.. Huhhhh.. Lovely."

"iiiii.. Salasiah, slovenly. Don't be like that" said Hana who sat next to Salasiah covered her mouth, disgusted by Salasiah's sludge.

Umayyad.. Haha... Serempak Nana and Latika both laughed and were amazed by the sizable saltpeter Salasiah.

"Haha.. Hana's not ordinary." Salasiah responded to Hana's response casually, instead continuing to eat when she was full again.

"Yes, but at least not in place and in front of people who do not like your belch, lack of adaptability. It will be difficult if you have a habit," Hana's tirade shifted a little away from him.

"Em, it's my family's habit, so I'm used to it." Salasiah scratched her non-itchy head, putting on her innocent look.

"Gini Sal, that's Hana. If you burp get used to an elegant voice and shut up like this, it will be a little polite. Like Hana, she's always like that." Nana who sat next to Latika gave an example to Salasiah, complete with a small belching sound and four fingers that covered her mouth with fingers folded inward so impressed like an adult. Stained Hana with her eyebrows that went up and down.

Oohs... Salasiah nodded slowly receiving advice from her friend. He nodded between understanding with no, the important thing is that first to show the impression of understanding the matter of understanding with no it's a later affair, whether he will follow or not.

"Ep.. You guys know it yet. That viral news, they say they're innocent." Salasiah was like forgetting about belching, changing the topic to the viral news that he had just discussed with his friends in class.

Hana and Nana just stared at Salasiah by putting on their lazy looks, Salasiah seemed to have forgotten. Salasiah easily forgets this even though just now, no day has not been forgotten.

Nana, opposite him, put a snack in his mouth, said, "Oi, Sal. Have you forgotten? We discussed this morning. Masa has forgotten."

"Haha.. Yes yes too. I forgot, it's too excited I want to talk about it again. You know, I'm still wondering, who exactly is that couple?." Salasiah made the curious soul of her friends rise up. Though the mood they both have bed mood ready to eat Salasiah at any time because they are upset. Why suddenly turned into a spirit to discuss it again. Salasiah.. Salasiah is good at changing the atmosphere.

Latika was silent and put on big ears, listening.

"Well, that's the problem. The witness did not tell them who they were? It hasn't been revealed yet, but the public doesn't know who they are." Nana was very excited about her mouth and hands while working to put a snack in her mouth and then chew while talking for a while.

"Oh, yeah. I have to tell him I'm going to a friend's house. Um.. Just message, if the phone can be critical," Latika exclaimed in her heart. His hands started typing his phone keyboard writing messages, finished, instantly sent. His attention was immediately distracted by Hana's words.

"... Says who doesn't know. Uh, that's Mr. Imam and Mr. Kades must know who they are. Because they must have met the person asking to withdraw his demands on their villagers, right?," said Hana memgotak-atil his cellphone saw a viral video some time ago, the video was viral, Mr. Kades and Mr. Imam were included in the video and several witnesses and residents, "This must be Mr. Imam Pak Kades, and the fathers of this one, they must know." Hana showed one by one.

Latika to the surprise of hearing Hana's words, her eyes are wrapped around her neck along the length of a clear look. Oh.. No, Mr. Imam also entered the video, what else is Mr. Kades who is in the presence of Mr. Imam.

"Don't Hana know," muttered Latika inwardly, in a panic.

"We just go there, ask, or ask for their address and then we go to them. So we can know who they are. How?," Salasiah's proposal made Latika who sat opposite him quickly refute, "For what is far to go there. What do we have to do with them. That's their business, let them take care of it, we are not necessarily able to solve their problems. Try to be in their position. You can feel what they feel.." tampa conscious Latika just let go with the tone of voice slightly rose, her eyes glazed over them. Latika's gaze made her friends to look back, looking down Latika's words had a point as well. For what reason they interfere in people's affairs while their affairs are not properly handled.

"Yes, what Latika said has a point as well. Why we interfere in their affairs. We better take care of our own business ..." Hana justifies turning off her phone.

Suddenly...

Dree...

Incoming call to Latika's phone.

"Astaghfirullah's. Why use all the phones? Present, must quickly find a safe place," exclaimed Latika inwardly, panicking until no longer looking carefully at whose number entered.

"Oi, I go to the toilet first."

Fast Latika ran towards the toilet not far from the Canteen.

Arriving at the Toilet.

Latika frown to see left right if there are people, fortunately quiet.

Latika picked up the phone immediately, "Hallo."

"Hallo," his voice sounded strange in Latika's ear, like not her voice but someone else's, "Hallo Non. Mamang said Tuan has ordered from now on to shuttle Non to School is me. Well, come home this Non want to be picked up using what?."

"It turns out Mang Juneb," said Latika's heart was grateful he was not the one who called.

"Non" called Mang Juneb on the phone.

"Em, don't pick up Mang. Today I want to go to a friend's house, a new afternoon home. Later, I take the ojek only . It is already Mang. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam. A-" Mang Juneb replied, the hunt was cut off.

"Huh... I guess he wasn't. Too nervous to see his number again." Latika out of the toilet.

Trings...

Incoming messages.

Hoo... It's a message from him, Latika's eyes literate read the contents of the message, "May, don't take too long."

Somehow when reading the message from him Latika immediately smiled happily, because she gave permission, Latika thought she would not give permission. Actually not only that, there was another feeling in his heart but it was difficult to explain.

With a smile Latika returned to the Canteen, sat down to continue eating.

His friends were only astonished by Latika, flanged his head feeling strange was angry then just went away now back with a smile.