The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Argue with neighbors

Mr. Yanto does not accept I call him an old man who has no heart and no mind and he does not want to be blamed but instead blames Zain.

"Heh, Nuri, who has no thoughts is your son. It's wrong of him himself why catch my chicks until there is a limp," said Mr. Yanto, his hands are still perched on his thin waist.

"Capture the chicks!" I said with a frown. In my heart I asked since when Zain likes to catch chicks Pak Yanto. Indeed, Mr. Yanto's pet often wanders around in my yard but if Zain meets him he will only notice he never wants to catch him.

"Look at that look," pointed to Mr. Yanto. I followed the direction of her index finger on one very small chick without a mother and saw her way limp.

"That's what your son, little kok naughty, did" joked pak yanto at Zain who was hugging my leg while glaring at him. While Zain tightened his arms, he was terrified to see Mr. Yanto. I was sad and furious to see his face that made my son scared.

I rubbed Zain's head so that she would not feel afraid and stopped crying then I asked," did Zain catch Yanto's chick?" Zain looked up high looking at my face with tears in his eyes he shook his head and said, "your mother." Then I rubbed his head again. I believe more, Zain said, because toddlers his age can't possibly lie.

"Heh, don't lie you little one is good at lying." Mr. Yanto jerking Zain back even more it makes me upset just to see him.

I returned the jolt by reversing his words."Who is lying is my son what Mr Yanto himself? My son's age can't tell lies and I trust my son more than I trust Yanto."

"Oh, so you think I'm lying? I don't want to know Nuri, anyway you have to compensate two hundred thousand," he said lightly.

"Huh," my forehead frowned.

"Yes, restitution because your son has made my chicks limp."

"Respair, if Mr. Yanto wants to blackmail me, the chicken is still a baby that is valued at two hundred thousand."

"That's Bangkok chicken, expensive chicken when it's big."

"It's expensive when it's big sir, but if it's still small there's no price."

"Who says there's no price, when it's big it's expensive."

"Yes, but the chicken is not a bangkok chicken, there is no price.

"Laughter you said there was no price, I told you chicken is expensive chicken you are nyolot keep talking about it."

I feel talk to Mr. Yanto muter muter continue and not connect. Then I sighed and shook my head, I thought arguing with Mr. Yanto would just be a waste of my time because I myself had far more important activities than serving him. I have to finish making crackers because it's getting late and I need sunlight for drying.

Ku carried Zain then rushed away while walking a little limp leaving Pak Yanto.

"Heh, Nuri where are you going our business is not done yet. Anyway I don't want to know you have to change two hundred grand." Mr. Yanto spoke while shouting but I ignored him.

Arriving home, I immediately lowered Zain then checked my injured leg. His blood began to dry, but his wounds looked gaping. Then I immediately looked for wound medicine because if left too long will result in infection.

Zain was no longer crying and he was playing his toy. Not wanting to waste any more time I immediately went to the kitchen to continue making crackers.Speaking with the sound of adzan dzuhur reverberating, the crackers I was producing were all finished.

I breathed a sigh of relief."Thank you for finally running away too." A smile rose on my lips seeing that my labor from morning to noon was set on thirty winters and ready for sunbathing.

When I was drying Crackers, I was surprised by the greeting of someone who was no stranger in his ear and when turned rightly my guess Bu Haji was smiling at me.

"Mother hajj." greet me a little nervously. In my heart I asked if there was a need for Hajj ma'am to come to my house during the day? is he going to ask Raihan whereabouts considering Raihan was with me last night and didn't go home first to his parents' house.

"Are you busy, Nuri?" ask Bu Haji while smiling.

"Oh, it just so happens that it's not mom. Why don't I see Hajj ma'am coming?" I asked back because I was not aware of his arrival and did not see his vehicle.

"I'm here on Nuri's foot" replied Mrs Haji, as if she understood my confusion.

"Oh, I deserve not to listen. Then let's go in first." I invited Mrs Haji to enter my house because there was no way I would let her stand in the hot sun.

The hajj ma'am noticed my slightly limping path then she asked, "your feet why Nuri?" his gaze was directed at my feet.

"Oh, this just happened to accidentally step on the broken glass."

"Lho, I can."

"Yes, Mom, I'm heartless." I answered the point because for whatever reason I told you about my annoying neighbor.

"There's no ma'am, but not much."

"It's okay, I don't have much message, just ten kilos for my children and grandchildren in Bogor."

"Oh, is Haji going to Bogor? my mom's frequent attention to Bogor huh?"

"Yes, my son and his husband asked to bring your crackers, they like your crackers Nuri. I go to Bogor a lot because I am lonely here. Raihan rarely comes home especially now he has a company that is being managed and of course busy. Yesterday after driving me home he left immediately and the afternoon just returned. After that night he went straight to Jakarta.

I think it looks like Haji Bu didn't know that Raihan was with me until dawn and about the diamond necklace did Haji Bu not know about it either? But why doesn't Raihan want to be frank with his mother if he wants to come to my house. Once at the door I told Bu Haji to come in.

"Please sit down, ma'am, let me get you the crackers" I told him after we were in the living room.

"I just follow you to the kitchen, Nur, my hips ache sitting on." Hajj refused and reasoned.

"Oh, yes, ma'am come." Me and Haji walked to the kitchen.

"Lady..!" call Bu Haji when we're in the kitchen and I'm weighing crackers.

"Yes Mom!" I looked up to see him.

"I didn't expect that you were Andre's little friend whom he used to tell me about."

I just smiled at him.

"Andre also said that you promised to get married when you grow up. I as a tantenya only support if it's true, especially if I have known you long enough."

I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty hearing the Hajj ma'am supporting me with Andre. Does he not know that Raihan's son loves me and wants to marry me? I understand where the Hajj ma'am might support me with Raihan considering that Raihan already has a beautiful and rich lover.

"It was just a little boy's talk, Mom, after all we're just friends no more."

"Yes Nuri, but Andre it looks really like and serious as you know Nuri. He also told me that he wanted to propose to you soon.

Degs..

Feels like my heart is about to be broken, Andre has already talked about his intentions to Haji that he wants to propose to me immediately.

"If I may know, how much longer is your Iddah Nuri?"ask Bu haji later.

I fell silent, in my heart I asked if Andre really would propose to me after the end of my Iddah period? I'm worried if that happens.

"Dadam!" call Bu haji.

"oh yes Mom, sorry.

"Why pensive?"

"It's okay Mom sorry. My Iddah time is two months away, ma'am." I answered with doubt.

"Oh," Mrs Haji mangosteen.

I stared at the passing of Bu Hajj with a thought on his remark that he supported me and his nephew to get married. When I was pensive on the porch of the house while watching the back of Bu Haji who had started to move away, arrived Pak Yanto was already behind me. I know what he meant by not being too sure about money.

"Where's the two hundred?" ask Mr. Yanto arrived.

I who was still staring at the departure of Bu Haji turned towards him and replied." Mr Yanto wants to blackmail me?"

"Who did I say blackmailed you? I'm just charging my rights?" he defended himself.

I didn't accept it anymore but was about to enter but he prevented it and asked in a high voice." Where are you going Nuri? want to run away again?"

"Who said I wanted to run away this guy's my home. I just want to take my phone to call the police because at my house this is racketeering.