The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
An unexpected meeting

Three days already mas Surya work holiday and during the time at home mas Surya never spend his money for our needs a day. I am grateful that my husband did not give me the shopping money God still gave me the reserves through the hands of Raihan and Bu Rida. If only they hadn't ordered a large amount of fried food I might not have been able to feed my husband and mother.

Right at half-four after performing the ashar prayer first I started making fried food orders Bu Rida. Make bakwan, tofu fill, fried banana and onde onde. I do my work with passion and a smile that always expands on my lips.

At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon everything was done and I was ready to take her to Bu Rida's house.

I lyrics my husband who is enjoying coffee and fried food that I serve while playing his phone.

"Mas...I can borrow the motorbike to take Bu Rida's order for a while?"

Mas Surya turned to me at a glance then his gaze was diverted back to his phone screen.

"I'm leaving soon! you walk instead of Bu Rida's house near?"

I swallowed my saliva got a rejection from my husband. Let's not take me to borrow his motorbike is not allowed by him. I'd be so tickled with my husband if I thought.

I went from the front of Surya without wanting to talk anymore because I am not the type of person who likes to force or whine when his wishes are not granted. As long as both my legs are still standing firmly and well-moved I will never beg Surya and hopefully I will never beg him for anything including borrowing his motorcycle.

I set my foot towards Bu Rida's house, which took twenty minutes on foot. While carrying Zain I rode the paved road but was deserted by motorists. On the way I felt very anxious because it was five hours past fifteen minutes of fried food had not reached the house of Bu Rida and I was afraid that Bu Rida felt disappointed in me.

Tin.tin..

A motorcycle horn surprised me a little. I stopped my steps on the side of the road and the biker stopped the bike right next to me. The big biker opened his helmet looking handsome face smiling sweetly at me.

"Rai..you apparently are !" I didn't recognize him a bit because the big bike Raihan is riding at the moment is different from the big bike he used to wear.

"Where is Nuri going?" ask Raihan. His gaze could not be separated from the fried basket that I was tenteng.

"I'm going to Bu Rida Rai's house.mau take orders."

"Then let me take you quickly."

"Did I not trouble you Rai?"

"Absolutely not mba, after all Zain's kasian had to walk far."

"Zain from earlier I carried Rai.he did not run."

"ha.ha.ha. Yeah, I'm taking you now."

I did not think long anymore because I myself was being hunted by time therefore Raihan's offer I received quickly. I rode Raihan's big bike with a bit of trouble for carrying Zain and a basket filled with fried food.

"Strong grip yes mba!"

I nodded then wrapped one hand around Raihan's waist because the other hand was holding the basket. While Zain was squeezed in the middle between me and Raihan.

Ten minutes later we arrived at our destination. Miss Rida is waiting for me on the porch. I said my greetings and gave the basket filled with fried foods.

"Sorry Miss Rida, I'm a little late. There was no vehicle."

"It's okay, Nur, the important thing has not been through the magrib, right? Oya sit down Nur first, I take the lack of money first."

"Thank you Mom!"

I was sitting on the porch bench of Bu Rida's house with Raihan and Zain who were being carried by Raihan.Tak lama Bu Rida appeared from inside his house.

"It's nur, the rest of the money."Miss Rida put money on me and I accepted it.

"Thank you so much, Miss Rida. Then I just go home, Mom, hunt magrib."

"Oh, so. Uh for a moment you Raihan his son Bu Hajah Fatimah right?" Bu Rida watched Raihan who had lowered his head while holding Zain so that Bu Rida only realized that there was Raihan coming with me.

Raihan looked up and smiled at Rida.

"Yes Mom..!" answer Raihan briefly.

"Oala. Eh Raihan why are you handsome and dashing now? are you still in college, what's Rai's job?"

"Thank you two ma'am!"

"oalaa, it's really cool that you are Rai. it fits really well if you make a ghost he he."

"You are called father in the kitchen..!"a young girl appeared from inside Bu Rida's house then looked towards me and Raihan with shocked facial expressions.

"Sir Raihan..!"

"Well, this is Risa my son Rai.You still remind Risa? Risa is rarely at home because she is in college already the fourth semester.like you guys are suitable you know, the same handsome and beautiful as well as the same college kids." Bu Rida looks very excited to promote her daughter to Raihan and Risa herself looks embarrassed. While I was just listening. I lyrics Raihan is smiling and glancing towards the girl who is embarrassed. And I immediately thought that Raihan must be interested in Risa besides being beautiful she is also a learned girl just like Raihan.

"Hi Risa how are you?"greet Raihan.

"Lho, you guys already know each other apparently!"

"Risa's the idol of the campus, who doesn't know Risa." Raihan praised Risa and her praise made Risa blush in embarrassment.

"Oh, so you're a college anyway? well, what a coincidence yes Rai.you can get closer acquaintance again."

"How come Mom, I can't get close to a woman who has a lot of male fans like Risa Bu!" I know that Raihan indirectly rejected Ms. Rida's wishes. I wonder at Raihan when Risa is a beautiful and educated girl but why Raihan does not like her.

"Mba Nuri, is the matter done with Bu Rida?" raihan asked me to arrive. I who was listening to their chatter was a little jolted.

"Su..already Rai..!"

I lyrics Risa she looks scowled because her words were not responded by Raihan.

"then we go home now and Maghreb will."

"Owh, that's it. Miss Rida, I'll go home first!"

"Oh, yes nur!"

"Sir Raihan....!" call Risa when I want to ride Raihan's bike.

Raihan turned to look at Risa who was standing next to her mother.

"What's Ris?"

"My words are serious, brother, I don't like them but...!"

"We'd like to excuse our magrib first yes Risa Bu Rida.assalamualaikum!" Raihan immediately stuck the gas fortunately I was holding if I could not fall because Raihan was driving his motorbike suddenly arrived.

I pinched Raihan's waist because he pushed his bike a little tight. I'm the one who doesn't ride a big bike so scared.

"Duch, sick mba..!rather than in the pinch mending in just kiss mba," said Raihan while advancing his motorbike.

I did not respond to Raihan's joke but added a firmer pinch. Raihan wriggled and one of his hands clasped my hand which was pinching his waist.

"Mba Nuri's hands are naughty, huh?"

"Since you brought the bike too fast Rai..!"

"He.he..!"

"Please my hand Rai. later we can fall if you drive only one hand!"

"No, Nuri will pinch my waist again. I'd rather be kissed mba Nuri than in a pinch not as strong as amused."

"ehmm, the rickshaw is not funny Rai..!"

"He.he..!"

"Ray.germid..!" the weather has been cloudy since this afternoon and now comes the drizzle drizzle.

"Strong grip mba!"

I obeyed Rai's command both hands were coiled around her waist. Raihan drove his bike so fast that we arrived home to coincide with heavy rain. I told Raihan to stop first while waiting for the rain to stop and Raihan obeyed my orders.

"So, enter Rai first.wait inside the house." I opened the door of the house to look like my house was very quiet. Like my mom and husband were going somewhere.

"Thank you mba..!" Raihan tailed behind me while holding Zain.

"Please sit down Rai..!" I let Raihan sit on the living room sofa and Raihan said he was sitting on the sofa holding Zain.

"Zain came down son, pity uncle Rai from earlier carried Zain."

Zain looked up at Raihan's face.

"Uncle cape?" asked Zain innocently.

Raihan smiled at Zain.

"Who said uncle tired? Zain was sitting on the lap of the uncle, that's okay."

Zain nodded then smiled happily.

"But Rai.I went to the kitchen first !"

"Please mba!"

I rushed to the kitchen to make some warm tea for Raihan. After that, I returned to the living room with a tray of warm tea and a fried plate.

"Well, I'm a hassle to Nuri mba..!"

"Absolutely do not bother Rai.jit is precisely I who trouble you if there is no you maybe at this time I'm rained with Zain."

"Indeed, Nuri's husband didn't want to take her back?"

"He said he was leaving so he couldn't take me."

"Oh, I see.kok it feels like really let the wife of the same child walk a long distance." Raihan looks furious at my husband.

"Emmm..Rai.di drinking his tea mumpung still warm." I switched the conversation so that Raihan would no longer discuss my husband because I did not want to discuss it myself.