The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Ustad Amir's

I looked at the departure of the two mothers and children from the porridge stall with a smile on my lips. Ms. Rida came home feeling ashamed of her own child. While Risa seemed like she had no shame. Because, if he had that feeling of course he wouldn't hit me in a public place and accuse me of what I didn't do.

Instantly I thought back to Raihan who had not heard from him for a month. In my heart I asked where Raihan went? is he really willing to stay away from me or just shy away from his match with Risa?

"So it's true that the Risa is not engaged to her son Hajah Fatimah Nuri? and get him out of his house for refusing to be in a match with Risa?"

Bu Minah's question made me a little jolt from the daydream then I turned to her and replied, "I don't know much about them Ms. Minah."

"Aren't you close to Raihan Nuri?" ask a mother I don't know her name but have met her several times.

"From the beginning I was already close to Raihan Bu, but if my personal problems do not know," I replied with a little lie.

"When Nuri, just yesterday Bu Rida told us we said after Raihan graduated from college later they will have a luxurious wedding" said Bu Minah. He told her what Bu Rida had told him and I just smiled faintly.

"Oya Bu Minah, is my porridge finished in the wrap?" ask me then.

"Oala forgot Nur, he he. It's been fun to see you guys arguing so forget that you order porridge," replied Ms. Minah with a grinning smile. I just shake my head and hear it.

After buying the porridge I rushed home to my house. I stepped wider because I wanted to get home soon. Poor Zain at half-nine has not been fed because of my feud with the mother and child.

Just now that Zain and I finished eating porridge arrived the porch door on tap without greeting. I put a bowl of used porridge first to the dishwasher after that walk near the front door of the house. After opening it turns out that Amir is coming. He smiled at me while I still looked at him in wonder because the collision once the ousted Amir came to my house does he want to meet my mother and collect a debt to her? I asked in my heart.

"Assalamualaikum Deck Nuri!" saya ustad Amir.

"Wa'alaikum salam. I'm sorry my mom hasn't come yet."

"Oh, I'm not here to see your mother but would like to meet and have a chat with you Deck Nuri," she said with a big smile.

"Oh, so. I'm sorry sir what need is there?"

"Wouldn't Nuri's deck let me in first!" pinta then.

I'm silent for a moment. In my house there was only me and Zain, I was afraid that the arrival of Ustad Amir would be a gossip if anyone saw him coming to my house. Unlike Raihan if coming to the house I do not feel afraid in the gunjing right because Raihan himself is a single man and not a few neighbors who know my friendship with Raihan has been a long time. While Ustad Amir, he is a prominent figure and already has a wife and children.

"Dec, deck Nuri!" call him.

"Oh, yes, sir, please come in" I said later. I was forced to let her in because I was not feeling good about her. And may the arrival of Ustad Amir to my house not be a neighbor's gossip. I shifted my body to give way to Ustad Amir to enter my house.

After he sat down on the sofa I rushed to the kitchen to make some tea. After that, I went back to the living room to see Amir and put a glass of tea in front of him.

"Please drink ustad sir! sorry just tea."

"This is more than enough of Nuri's deck. I drink ya deck!" replied Ustad Amir, as his hand reached for a glass of tea.

"Is it true that Nuri's deck had a fight with my wife and child at the porridge stall?"tanya ustad Amir opened the silence. I who was looking down immediately looked up and answered quickly.

"Right sir, has the wife and son of Mr. Ustad complained?" I asked back.

"Before my wife complained, someone told me before."

"Owh." I bowed back.

"I'm sorry for the attitude of my wife and child yes Dek Nuri?"

I just nodded while looking down.

"Yes that's it. My wife has a very bad attitude and personality. Don't go to others on my own if I'm not patient enough to deal with it maybe I've left it long ago.

I was silent and still listening.

"I used to hang out with my wife because Risa was a kid. My wife's attitude was never willing to change and I was no longer strong enough to run my household with her. And maybe I'll divorce her anyway Risa's grown up."

"Divorce!" I said repeating his words.

"Yes dek Nuri, I'll divorce my wife." Ustad Amir.

I frowned upon hearing Amir's plan to divorce Ms. Rida. Though I was about to ask about the law of divorce in the view of Islam to him but it turns out he himself will divorce his wife.

I shook my little. Inexhaustible thought an ustad will do a divorce with his wife. And ustad Amir himself without any awkward feeling he told about his household problems to others. Shouldn't an ustad who understands religion protect, model and guide people who lack understanding of their religion? but I think that Amir is not, he is like not an ustad but the same as me who lacks understanding of Islam. It is fitting that my mother has such an attitude it turns out that all this time she took part in studies on a shallow religious understanding like Ustad Amir.

"I am not afraid to be a widower. After all, there are still many good women and more appropriate to accompany an ustad like me for example yes." Come back with confidence. His words only made my eyes widen. Ustad Amir clearly showed interest in me. Does he think I'm interested in a middle-aged man who has an ustad title in the village? Don't be a middle-aged man like a perfect young man like Raihan.

I smiled with the smile I forced and befell it." Mr. Ustad could have, but it seems I do not deserve sir ustad, because I already have a husband." I satirize him and remind him so that he is aware of his words.

Ustad Amir smiled broadly as he scratched his nape he said, "I would love to have a wife like the Nuri deck. If only the Nuri deck did not have a husband I might have made a wife."

"But unfortunately yes sir if I already have a husband," I said with annoyance and with the sentence I press right.

"What deck Nuri does not want to find a better husband than husband deck Nuri, both moral, good understanding of his religion, both in his finances and...!"

While smiling I cut off the words of Ustad Amir."As long as my husband still supports me and does not hurt me, I will not look for the husband that sir justad mentioned." My stern words made the oustad Amir silenced with his mouth slightly gaping.

Long time ago I became so sick of chatting with ustad Amir. In the midst of my disgust and annoyance and want to throw him out of the house but confused how to arrive just now the phone ustad Amir ringing. A phone call from his wife Bu Rida who asked him where he was and told him to come home soon.

In my heart I cheered happily when I saw him ready to go home and saw his frightened expression on his face after being called by his wife. And I believe that this Oustad Amir is a husband who is afraid of his wife.