The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Trapped by rain

I was still crying in the room crying over my unlucky fate of getting a husband. Why has my husband never been fair to me when I am his legal wife while Ipah Saripah is only his ex-wife but why is he given more money than I am obviously a legitimate wife nya. Even though I know Surya has two children with him but is it natural to be given more rations than me? While with me, Surya has a child too.

If he said he regretted marrying Surya mas, I can not say sorry because no matter how the marriage has happened and there is already Zain among us. I only regret the attitude and treatment of Surya who was never fair to me.

Why our marriage can happen when we only know only two weeks and I have absolutely no love even in Surya mas? In the past, I worked as one of the office staff at a fairly large chemical plant in my area. At that time I still had money and to eat was never difficult. I was twenty-four years old then. Mas Surya liked me when he first came to my house to meet bang Supra, my first brother. I who was going to go to work using my motorbike was noticed continuously by Surya mas. So that somehow the story arrived bang Supra and mother told me and forced me to marry Surya as soon as possible. Bang Supra threatened never to marry me to anyone if I wanted to marry. I'm so scared of the threat of the Supra bang. In addition, mother pura kesurupan so that I want to obey her wishes. Even mom would commit suicide if I didn't want to marry Surya. I finally agreed to their wishes. I tried to be sincere and accept the matchmaking I lived until I had a Zain.

I cried long enough for my tears to dry up. But at once I remembered that Zain was still at Raihan's house. I went to the bathroom to wash my tear-filled face first. After that, I rushed to Raihan's house. I entered the grounds of Bu Haji's house easily because the gate was not yet locked. I walked close to the door despite the fact that there was little doubt in my heart about visiting people's houses at night because I was afraid of disturbing the owner of the house.

Long enough I stood in front of the door with my confusion until finally the door was opened by the owner of the house, Bu Haji.

"Assalamualaikum Bu hajj, sorry my evening interrupted Bu Hajj's rest."

The hajj ma instead smiled warmly and said, "who is disturbed by Nuri? you exist only. Take Zain in."

Suddenly it was raining heavily and I was amazed to see the rain falling down with lightning. Why rain? if it rains how can I go home later, I thought.

Jeddeerr.....

I was shocked to hear the sound of lightning striking. The hajj ma'am without speaking again pulled my hand into her house and immediately closed the door.

"It's a good thing you're here, Nur, just try it if you're still on the road. Where the rain is so great in addition to lightning."

"Yes Ma'am, thank God."

"Zain is in Raihan's room upstairs just come in. I saw them laughing again. Oya, Zain had also eaten this afternoon the Raihan who was feeding."

"Zain's so troublesome Raihan's with Bu Haji here."

"Like her if for the Raihan mah she does not feel bothered. Anyway let's just count the exercise count for later if he's married and has children so as not to stiff."

I smiled when I heard Haji speak.

"Here, samperin they're on top."

"Yes, hajj, then I go upstairs first." I walked up the stairs one by one to where Raihan's room was. Arriving upstairs I was confused to find where Raihan's room is because there are three rooms above. But my gaze was fixed on one door there was an Arabic calligraphy hangers and I believed that it must be Raihan's room.

I knocked on the door and said my greetings repeatedly but no one answered from inside. I'm desperate to open it because if I wait to be opened I don't know when.

I opened the door slowly and carefully because I was still doubtful if the wrong room. After being in the room my gaze was immediately fixed on two humans who were asleep on the mattress while hugging. like father like son and I smiled to see him.

My view around the contents of Raihan's room which is quite spacious looks clean and all the furniture is neatly arranged. Usually the boys' room tends to be a lot of pictures of strange images attached where but Raihan's room just the opposite there is no patch whatsoever. The room looks soft and sweet.

There was one display that stole my attention that was a painting of a woman's face that was quite large. The painting was on the wall right in front of the bed. So when Raihan woke up that painting of a woman was the first one he saw.

I wonder whose painting and it looks like the painting is so special that it is on display only one as a decoration in Raihan's room. I walked over to the painting then I noticed well it seemed like his face was not unfamiliar and it seemed like I had seen it but who? I remember again who the owner of the face in this painting plastered. I frowned and then touched my face.

"This painting is similar to my face. But when Raihan painted my face and put it on display in his room for what to try? it must be just my feelings. And for sure this painting must be Raihan's girlfriend." I muttered inwardly to see the strangeness of the painting that was very similar to my face.

"Hum..!"

I flinched and turned back. Raihan was standing right in front of me. I looked up my face to look up at the face of Raihan with a high body posture.

"Wheels....!"

"Where are you going to go mba?"

"We have to get home Rai quickly !"

"But look outside mba, the rain of lightning winds. Would you like to take Zain home with rain?"

I stopped the movement of my hand. Raihan's right I can't bring Zain home in the rain.

"Let Zain sleep there until the rain subsides."

I sat under the bed waiting for the rain to stop.

"Mh..!"

I turned towards Raihan who was holding a book." What's up?"

"From the bengong there mending follow me to the kitchen mba..!"

"You want what ?"

"Needs."

"Cooks ?"

"Boiled noodle cooking I mean. This rain is good eating an angel."

I swallowed my saliva because Raihan reminded me of a food that I hadn't eaten in a long time. Besides, my stomach also feels hungry because I haven't had time to eat tonight.

"Look mba..!"

With some hesitation I followed Raihan's invitation to make boiled noodles in the kitchen. After arriving at the kitchen Raihan took out two noodles, two eggs, pokcay and tomato.

"Rai, let me cook."

"Seriously mba, you may. I happen to want to try boiled noodles made by mba Nuri."

"Lebay you Rai. My boiled noodles are no different from other people's boiled noodles. the ingredients they make are the same."

"Hehe..!"

I started cooking noodles while Raihan waited at the dinner table. Ten minutes later, two bowls of noodles are finished.

"How fragrant...!" said Raihan as I thrust a bowl in front of him.

"Thank you, you know, I want to make this nice noodle."

"Thank you, too, for free noodles here."

"It could be that Nuri mba noodles are just as cheap and many in mba stalls."

I just smiled if Raihan knew that I could never buy noodles and eggs because these two foods are quite expensive for me.Will he say cheap again?