The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Sister-in-law sucks

Today I told Raihan that I want to go home. At first, Raihan did not allow me to go home today because he was worried about my condition. But after I was sure that I was really healthy then Raihan allowed it with a heavy heart.

I waited for Raihan to pick up his motorcycle in the garage while holding Zain. Raihan took out his motorbike and pushed it to get in front of me.

"Ride up!"

I did not go straight up but still pay attention to him and the matic motorbike that still looks cool. It seems like Raihan rarely wears it, because I myself have never seen Raihan using a matic motorbike.

"Why look at me like that? looks weird, do I drive this bike?"

"Oh no, I'm just wondering. Why are you collecting so many Rai bikes?"actually I really want to say that Raihan does not deserve to carry a small motorcycle because of his tall and sturdy body. He just deserves to bring a sport bike. But that's not an important thing to say. I just asked the point of my astonishment at the collection of motorcycles.

Raihan smiled at me and replied, "if one is damaged there is still another motorbike mba, so no need to wait for the bike to be repaired first. Would you like to use one of my bikes to make it easier if you went where?"

I gasped at Raihan's offer and immediately replied, "Oh, no Rai, thank you."

"I'm serious mba, want to give one motor matic to mba!" Raihan spoke while looking at me with serious eyes. I know that Raihan never played with his words.

"No need Rai, I don't need a bike anyways where am I going? at least only around the village."Of course I do not want to accept it because the bike is expensive and not enough with a hundred and two hundred thousand to buy it but the price is up to a dozen million. And I don't want to take advantage of Raihan's kindness because he helped me enough. Financing my hospital is not a little nominal and I don't want to drain the money anymore.

"Mfa...!"

"Yuk Rai, I want to go home soon!" I switched the conversation because I didn't want Raihan to urge me to accept his gift.

Raihan was heard exhaling heavily and said, "yes yuk has gone up!"

Raihan drove his bike very slowly as if he did not want to arrive immediately. Though the distance of my house with him only takes five minutes if riding a motorcycle and fifteen minutes walk.

Arriving at my house, I did not find Surya motorbike anymore maybe he has returned to Jakarta. A smile was on my lips. But I saw a motorbike that I knew belonged to my brother-in-law, namely his wife Yati bang supri in front of my house.

When I opened the door, I found my mother chatting with Mba Yati on the living room sofa. I don't know what they're talking about the collision mba Yati visited my house.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am, mba Yati!" my greeting.

They looked towards me who was standing in the doorway. Mom didn't ask how I was doing? but turning his face the other way saw my coming. Very sad it feels, let alone in the nose or in the care of him asked how I am not. While Mba Yati looked towards me without a blink and with her mouth gaping wide. I know what makes Yati's facial expression like that? what else if not for seeing Raihan's presence, a handsome young man was standing beside me.

"Mba, where do I put this bag?" asked Raihan who was holding Zain with his flat face. I feel Raihan does not like the attitude of the mother who is indifferent and Mba Yati who watches him without a blink.

"Oh, here let me just hold Rai."

"No mba, let me. It's heavy, you know, "reject Raihan.

I did not speak anymore but walked towards my room past my mother and Yati and Raihan followed behind me. As Raihan walked past them, Yati continued to watch Raihan as he had just seen a handsome man and I knew he was fascinated by Raihan's good looks.

Raihan put the bag in the room and took Zain down from his sling. I gave Zain a toy in the room so that Zain's henchmen would play by themselves. Raihan and I walked outside the room. At the door of Raihan's room stopped his steps.

"I go home yes mba, mba must rest a lot and do not work first," said Raihan commemorate me. I felt overwhelmed at his notice.

Raihan smiled then grabbed my cheek and stroked it gently.

After that, Raihan and I walked past Mba Yati who was still watching him while mother went somewhere. I drove Raihan up to the front porch of the house.

"If there is anything you know me yes mba, do not save and feel alone. Let's just say I'm part of a limb so whatever's going on is the same or felt by the mba I have to feel it too."

I smiled warmly. It feels so moved and so happy to be close to someone who can listen to my complaints.

Raihan smiled at me and drove his bike away from my house. After Raihan's departure, I entered my house again.

By the time I passed the living room, Yati asked in a mocking tone," Where did you come from? Great also you Nur, the appearance of kumel and kuel and ugly can be a handsome brond like him."

I stopped my steps and tilted my body towards Mba Yati who was sitting with her legs on the ride to her next leg until she saw her big calves and knees that were black because she was wearing a lace skirt short. Mba Yati is often wearing se xi clothes and full face make up. in stark contrast to the appearance of her husband bang Supri who always looks dirty and clothes that never neat.

"Why mba, was I fascinated by my friend's good looks? I understand it maybe because mba who every day always see husband dekil mba, so when seeing a handsome man immediately fascinated and forget the husband's next door." I reply to the ravings mba Yati, my piety at his words latai me kumel, kuel and ugly, like she was just beautiful.

"So, where interested I'm the same brondong. Not my level huh, what am I you?"

"If you're not interested, why did you open your mouth when you saw my handsome friend? Oya, actually bang Supri is handsome if handled. Don't just take care and beautify yourself, but the legs must also be taken care of."

Mba Yati looks wrong. It seemed like she had only realized how she was expressing herself when she saw Raihan.

"Well, why? my mouth is open, it's none of your business."

"It's none of my business, it's just a tickle I saw it. Oya, take care of that Supri bang, clothes and shoes are washed so as not to look dirty, do not just want the money but take care of it does not want."

"Don't talk less with Yati, Nur!" mother arrived to defend Mba Yati even though I was defending his favorite child who was not taken care of by his wife.

Mba Yati smiled cynically and then added a mother's greeting, "yes, Mom, the Nuri is not polite like her sister-in-law. Though I'm here to meet you, uh even welcomed less by the Nuri."

"It was not me who welcomed him less than usual mba, but Mba Yati himself who met but his mouth was not polite with the owner of the house."

My words got a sharp look from my mother. I know that he does not like it if I admit that this house is mine, despite the fact that it was built on his property.

I rushed into my room before they rambled again. I was so upset at my sister-in-law's annoying mouth. In the room, I took out the contents of the bag that was brought from the hospital. Looked at some of Zain and me's new clothes and some of Zain's used clothes. After I took out all the contents of the bag, I found a brown envelope that contained nothing but seemed thick. I wondered and opened it. Instantly my eyes widened to see the contents in the envelope. The red sheet of money was inside. I took out all the money and found a letter written on a folded piece of paper.

"Money is not how this is for mba and Zain needs. I know mba would not want to accept it but I beg you this time please accept it?otherwise I would feel very sad. Mba has just healed and please do not work first and just use this money for daily needs until mba really healed and can work again."

I counted the sheets of money that were inside the envelope that looked so much. I was stunned after finding out how much money was. Raihan gave me ten million for just. I shed tears looking at the money in my hand. Why is Raihan so good to me that he is willing to sacrifice his time and money for myself and Zain.

Ten million dollars I got from Raihan in a matter of minutes. Ten million dollars I could have gotten from my husband but within twenty months I could get it. Miris indeed, Raihan who is not my husband gave me a lot of money to the sincerity of his heart. While my own husband gave me money that was nominal but asked for rewards to serve his lust day and night until I was sick and hospitalized.

I wanted to give Raihan back the money but I was afraid it would make him feel disappointed in me. Maybe I'll just keep the money in my account. I don't want to eat it just count it as my savings.