The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Ipah oh

Afternoon.

I woke up from my nap as well as Zain who seemed to wake up first and play his toys in the room. My lyrics of the clock stuck on the wall turned out that time had entered the afternoon and I hurried to get up and let Zain play by himself.

With a slight staggering walk I stepped towards the bathroom to wash my face first because I felt my eyes still felt sticky. After washing my face I heard someone was washing dishes I turned to the source of the sound and it turned out that bang Supri was standing in front of the dishwasher sink that was quite piled up and had not had time to wash because of the arrival of Surya.

Since the illness, bang Supri became a better sister figure, in addition to his attitude that is no longer temperamental to me he also often helped me clean the house or helped me make crackers. Bang Supri himself no longer works in a sugar factory because it has been broken by the company. With the physical that is no longer as strong as before the company feels hesitant to work again.

However, Bang Supri was compensated with thirty million dollars from the company and I asked him to be saved so that later after he was completely healed from his illness he could use it for capital his efforts later and bang Supri agreed.

I walked over to him." Why don't you just let it wash, let me wash it."

Bang Supri turned her head towards me and smiled." No matter what Nuri, the more I move the more I get healthy."

I smile at hearing it." Is Surya home yet?" tanyaku later.

"I forced her home. At first he didn't want to go home."

I snorted annoyed." Even his former attitude has not changed."

Bang Supri stopped the movement of her hand and turned to the side." I noticed that you hate Surya so much, so long as you're married to the surya he's babysitting you?" ask her later. Bang Supri himself does not know how Surya mas attitude to me, he just assume that mas Surya a good husband and often give a lot of money. Therefore, bang Supri often times pealak me when mas Surya came home because he thought I a lot of money.

I nodded." Very often," I replied.

"I think he's a good husband and provides for you Nuri."

"If he's a good husband he won't lie to me bang, brother won't see me dressed shabby."

"You mean to lie to you how is Nuri?"

I told him how Surya mas to me, from his treatment to the living he gave me as long as I was his wife without me covering up instead of the Supri bang.

"What is Nuri...During this time the Surya only gave you a living of five hundred thousand from the salary of him eight million five hundred?" asked Bang Supri with a surprised face.

I'm nodding.

"And during that time you didn't protest with Surya?"

"Because all that time he never told me how much he paid and he confessed the rest of the money to pay the debt we used to pay for our marriage."

"Jeez Nuri, I only paid three million only hold three hundred thousand to buy gasoline and the rest I give all the same Yati. How could Surya be like you. I thought he'd given you a lot of money."

"But reality is not. Don't talk about my ex anymore, make my head dizzy."

Bang Supri smiled then continued to wash the dishes again.

When I was relaxing I opened my social media that I had not opened for three weeks. After opening the first news that appeared in my beranda is a row of status galau Ipah Saripah wife mas Surya. With a pussy feeling I opened his Facebook profile. There are many states of confusion and innuendos intended and I believe for Surya mas.

I just smiled reading it with no shame he vent his personal problems to cyberspace as if Facebook is a friend confided. Did he forget that his curses and insinuations were read by thousands of Facebook users including me? Is he not ashamed of me the disgrace of his household I know? it's basically brainless and embarrassing.

In my heart I said, that is if getting it by plundering will not be happy in the end. But behind all that, I thank and thank Ipah because thanks to him for robbing Surya mas from me, I became free and there was no longer the inner birth pressure that I felt.

After that, I opened the inbox message, it turned out that there were a lot of messages coming in one of them from Andre.

"Where are you going Nuri? why is your house deserted? five times I went back and forth to your house but you weren't there."

I noticed that the date of the message turned out to be the date I was in the hospital for one week. Then I returned it too.

"Sorry Dre, I'm taking care of my sick sister."

I wait for a reply to chat from him but after ten minutes of waiting there is no reply, maybe Andre is offline.

Within minutes my photo was gandrungi dozens of comments both comments from people I know and those I do not know. All the flat comments praised my beauty especially from some male account owners.

There are dozens of comments praising my beauty but there is one comment that stole my attention because he is the only account user who commented only in the form of irritated emoticons not with words of praise like others. I was curious about the Facebook account named Anonymous and then I opened the profile but I did not find anything there like the account in the key. Then there were some inbox messages coming in and I read them. A series of words of praise from some people have entered in my inbox message but there is one message that seems to feel hot.

"Don't feel pretentious about you. Unfortunately, it has been divorced by Surya mas now even promote themselves on Facebook. Wh why?in the real world, no? ha ha ha."

"Pah oh Ipah" I murmured. I just shake my head to read it. I wonder, his hatred for me has exceeded chronic even acute. He got what he wanted but still hated me. What is basically his liver disease can not be treated anymore so he continues to be hostile to me. I myself do not want to know and do not want to deal with him or with Surya, but why does he seem to want to continue dealing with me. I want to ignore it but it feels like my hand is itching to reply.

"It is not pretentious beauty but it is basically beautiful from birth so her beauty will not fade not because it is beautiful covered with one inch thick makeup continues if hit by water melts, so her beauty will not fade, after the fade turned into a terrifying magic granny." I slipped the emoticon laughing out loud.

Before he replies to my taunts I send a message back.

"Yes, almost forgot. Keep it her husband should not be tempted again the same ex-wife who is pretentious this beautiful. You don't know, yesterday he said he wanted to reverse it again. But don't worry mba, I've turned him down raw because I think I'm picking up second-hand goods while a handsome and well-established man is waiting in line to be accepted. Mba still reminded the same handsome man who made his mouth open wide because he was so fascinated? well that's one of them. But there are still more handsome and well-established you know but it doesn't seem like I need to publish because I'm afraid I'm stricken with an impromptu hanger if I see it."

I immediately closed my Facebook account back, whether she replied to him or not I don't know. I myself deliberately heated it like that so that he was more protective of the solar mas so that he no longer disturbed my life.

I just got out of my Facebook account, a chat message from Raihan came in and I read it.

"I'm jealous."

I scrunched my forehead reading a message from her because I didn't understand what Raihan meant.

"Jealous why Rai? I don't understand."

"Jealous equal praise of various men."

"What the hell do I mean I don't understand."

"Face mba enough I alone who enjoy it should not be enjoyed by any man."

I thought hard to digest what Raihan said but my brain didn't get there.

"Don't say ambiguous sentences and make me dizzy to find out what Rai means, to the point just why the hell!" I'm getting pissed.

Raihan replies again but with emoticons laugh and make me even more upset just made.

"Nuri.." call bang Supri and she walks over to me sitting on the couch carrying five paper bags from the market.

I look up." Why bang?"

"This is all for me Nur?" ask her, then sit down and put the five paper bags on the table.

"Yes, why? Brother doesn't like it?" I asked back.

"Not...not so, but is not most Nuri?it's a lot you buy it's definitely not enough with a million."

I'm smiling."It's okay bang, I'm sincere. Besides, you often help me make crackers."

"But what I'm doing is not worth what you did to me Nuri, otherwise you might I'm dead."

"Dude..."

Bang Supri was seen letting out her tears. She was crying and only this time I saw her crying.

"You know Nuri, as long as I'm married to ipah, I can only buy one piece of clothing in two years. Because I don't want to feel deprived of the money I give her every month. I don't care if I'm happy to be married to me. But now I'm sad Nuri, as long as I'm sick like this she who I always pamper never visit me. While you're the sister I've wasted all this time is the one who's been most sincere in helping me."

Bang Supri expressed her feelings amidst her cries, it was a pity to see her. His fate is the opposite of mine. Bang Supri willingly gave almost all of his salary to his wife to want to see her happy even though he could not buy clothes for her but his wife was being foolish to him. While I myself cannot buy clothes because of the unworthy living I get from my ex-husband and his foolish attitude towards me.