The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Raihan is thought to be Andre

After reporting to the authorities and telling where the begals were, we immediately rolled into the CTF. Arriving there they are aware and are being a spectacle of people. I myself do not know from where people can know the existence of the two begal because their position is in the bushes which are five hundred meters from the gravel road.

"Oala thou to the curled up these two begal Nur!" Said a woman in the crowd of the two begal audience.

I glanced at the source of the voice and narrowed my eyes to see it and it turned out that the person I knew very well was Bu Minah who owned the only porridge stall in my village.

"Mom Minah, how come you're here?"My greeting.

He stepped closer to me."Yes Nur, after hearing these two pieces tied up here I came straight here because two weeks ago my son got stuck right through the road here but thank goodness my son didn't die just from wounds."Said Bu Minah.

I was quite surprised to hear Bu Minah's story that her son was one of the victims of two of these bastard men. I who have not bought porridge in his stall for a long time do not know the news.

"Geez Mom, good thing mom's son is okay!"

"Yes Nur, eat it I came here to make sure if they really caught and thank God my son's motor has not been sold."

"Mba Nuri!" Suddenly a policeman approached and greeted me so that it diverted my attention from Bu Minah. Two other policemen took the two to their cars.

"Yes sir."I'm disinheriting.

"I thank you very much yes, mba Nuri has helped us catch two begal people who have been troubling the community at the end of this."

"Same sir."

"Emm.."

"If they can steal the motorbike back to the victim sir, including my son." Ms. Minah suddenly interrupted so that the police gave up his intention to continue his speech.

"Oh, if that's what we have to do first, ma'am."

"Yes sir, I'm waiting for you sir."

"Okay Ma'am, then we'll excuse you, ma'am, mba Nuri."

"Okay sir, please."

Then the policeman went from in front of us and brought the two pieces to be arrested.

"Great you Nuri, in addition to the master of making crackers, it turns out you are also a good silat can fight two begal serem that."Ms. Minah said after the policeman walked away from us.

I laughed a little at Miss Minah's praise."Minah could have. It's just a coincidence, ma'am." I can't tell you the truth let me know enough.

After talking wide enough I beg you to say goodbye to him because in addition to the time it is already late afternoon it seems like the people in my house must be waiting for my return including my son Zain.

Arriving home, Sumi was guarding Zain on the terrace of the house while Supri bang did not see his presence. I just got off the bike, Zain hugged me.

"Where's dali mom?" Zain asked while hugging my leg and I immediately lifted his body and carried him.

I kissed all the surfaces of his face with no rest and my actions made him laugh amusedly.

"Mama is out of the market shopping for dear crackers. I'm sorry you left Zain for too long."

Zain nodded then pressed his cheek against my cheek.

"Nuri, why did you come home from the market your appearance turned into a random show and dirty gini Nur? I'm just gonna fight."Sumi asked while paying attention to my appearance. I just realized that my appearance was dirty and random would also pay attention to my own appearance through the window of the house.

"Yes Sum, I'm out of a fight."Say me while reflecting on the window that only reflects the shadow.

"What's? you've been fighting, why and with whom Nur let Abang beat him." Bang Supri arrived. Seemed in his hand was holding a machete somehow marks what the machete was. Makes me so remember the two begal who brought the cerulit earlier.

"Ishh bang, it's his cleaver down first why serem very. Anyway why the hell bring all the machetes.

"Haha, sorry Nur, I finished cassava for later night coffee friends." Then he put the machete into his cage which was lying just like that on the corner of the terrace.

"How did you end up fighting, Nur?"Ask Sumi who seems very curious to hear my story.

"So I was stopped by two men on the alternative road Sum."

"What?" Saying Sumi and bang Supri in unison.

"Ha ha ha." Bang Supri suddenly laughed loudly. Sumi and I looked at each other to see the response of Bang Supri. I was a little annoyed at her not his pity but instead laughed at me.

"How much to laugh I got lost."

"Ha ha, I'm sorry Nur, I didn't mean to laugh at you but I imagined anu his begal who was stung by a bee as big as now."

Sumi laughed but was covered by her hands. Seeing them laugh at the thought of that I also laughed out loud.

The next day and in the morning when I had just finished drying my clothes, three women who were no longer young came to my house.

From a distance not too far away I noticed the three women were greeted by Sumi who came early.

Not long after."Nuri!" Call Sumi, her eyes are on me and I'm on them."Why Sum?" Ask me after standing face to face with them.

"Yesterday you ask people to add, right, these three mothers want to work here."Sumi explained the purpose of the three women's arrival.

"Oh, if that is so you just take it there and teach it directly."

"Ready Ma'am boss." Then Sumi brought the three mothers to the crackers production site. I looked at their backs while smiling. I am so grateful that I now have ten employees who help my crackers.

In the afternoon when I had just finished bathing Zain and was sitting on the porch, I was shocked by the arrival of the Hajj maam to my house.

"Assalamualaikum Nuri." Sapa Bu Haji after getting off his bike. I did not immediately answer his greetings but just dumbfounded to see the coming. The hajj ma'am who had not visited my house for a long time and instead arrived she came this afternoon.

"Sir.." Bu Haji's call woke me from the daydream.

"Ah yes Mom, sorry sorry." I immediately regretted it with not Jim.

"Haji how are you? long time no see Mom."Connect me after the salim and kiss his hand.

"Yes Nur, we haven't seen each other in a long time. Good news nur, how are you?"

"Alhamdulilah ma'am, be well too."

After greeting each other, Bu Haji noticed the building next to my house and several mothers who came in and out of the building.

"What is Nur's place? and who are they?"point her.

"Oh, it's the crackers that Mom and Mom mom made that helped me with my business." I explained to her and saw that Haji was raising her eyes a little.

"Yes Allah Nur, do not expect you to be this successful now." he praised while holding my shoulder.

I smiled broadly at his praise." Thank you ma'am, but if to say success seems not to have arrived Bu, but it is still in the process and what mom said I am amen kan.Oya let's go first ma'am."

The hajj ma entered my house and sat on the sofa after I had invited him first. After that, I walked towards the kitchen to make him a warm tea.

"Zain is big now! just getting better. But the bigger it gets the more it looks like Uncle Raihan!"Said Mrs haji. Zain who was sitting sweetly beside me smiled at him. While I only swallowed my saliva which was bitter. Speaking of Raihan, I can't deny my feelings if I miss him so much. But, it seems Raihan really no longer wants to see me.

We talked and exchanged stories for quite a while. I told him more about my efforts while Mrs Haji told me about her life and her past.

"Emm, Nur, actually I came here to convey something very important." Said Mrs haji.

"Something! what's something, ma'am?"ask me very curious.

"I'm here actually having the intention to."

Instantly I was dumbfounded, my chest was pounding. So long no word now Raihan proposed to me through his mother but why not go straight with him? why is it that only his mother comes."You really proved your word Rai if you would propose to me when I was freed from my Iddah." I'm monologuing.

"I mean Mrs Haji proposed to me...."

"Yes Nuri, I proposed to you.......Emm, my nephew Andre. Now Andre is still in Amsterdam taking care of his business there and he asked me to propose to you. But, there'll be an official proposal after he gets home from there."

Suddenly my heart felt stopped beating after knowing who the person who invited me through the hajj. I think Raihan turned out to be Andre. Why doesn't Raihan ask me, why should Andre. The Raihan I had hoped for all this time and Raihan who often said he would marry me after my Iddah period was over but it turned out that all his words were nothing but nonsense and lies.

"Oh my God, what is my real mate Andre not Raihan?"