
This is Riska's first day of school, she wears a red and white uniform as usual. Khadijah looked at his daughter, he felt sorry that the little boy had to fall victim to the cracks of the household.
"Crying boy?" ask Khadijah.
"No, Honey. How's it? Ready already?"
"Ready!" riska replied with her spirit.
Khadijah smiled, "If so let's go with grandma and grandpa."
After saying goodbye, Khadijah rode his matic motorbike which he deliberately brought yesterday. Actually, he was not the one who brought it, but his nephew who drove himself to the hometown deliberately riding a motorcycle so that Khadijah had a vehicle while in the village.
The two wheels circled the village streets that are still beautiful scenery. Riska was quite happy with the situation in the village, the people who were there also kindly greeted them.
Khadijah also passed through the shop that had been his labor first, it was closed because the mother just wanted to enjoy his old age with pleasure. Khadijah was eager to greet him.
SD Negeri 3 Sukawin Village, its name. That's where Riska will go to school. Once they got there, Khadijah grabbed his daughter's hand to go inside.
Suddenly someone called out to him, "Khadija! Colored, right?" he hesitated by making sure what he called.
Khadijah nodded, "Who is it?"
"Huh you're so arrogant with a girl friend you don't know, I--"
"Wait on! I know how rich I am" said Khadijah, watching the woman in the teacher's clothes, as if she were a teacher there.
Khadijah thought for a moment, "Dina! Yeah, you're Dina, right?"
"Weleh, is this really you, Jah? Finally the village flower behind the village, but why is your face dull nian, Jah? You're not in treatment?"
What a terrible question, thought Khadijah. The woman could only smile, "The weather there doesn't match my face, Din. You're the teacher here?"
"Yes!"
"Geez, I didn't expect it. You're not cheating on me, why be a teacher?"
"Hust! don't be strong, there are many disciples here!" annoyed Dina, then he saw the princess that Khadijah held, "This is your son, Jah? Want to go to school here?"
"Ready! did Bang Malik the playboy move to work? Why--- wait! Something's wrong, you have to tell me. There's still time, let's sit in the cafeteria."
"Come on, you're a kepo nian!"
"From first! But I'm the only one who wants to hear your grievances, it's not ..."
Khadijah just shook his head, "You take my son to his class first, we'll tell him!"
"Right, I'll have class by 10. You wait for me in the cafeteria, watch out if you don't!"
"Yes, baffles!"
Khadijah was sitting in the cafeteria waiting for his best friend to arrive, he did not expect that his best friend Dina at school would become a teacher there.
Half an hour later, Dina came back again. "Now the same story! Uh but wait, we'll have a drink, I'll pay!"
"Ciye a lot of money ..."
"You know for yourself what teacher's salary is, Jah! I'm just glad I got my bestie."
Dina ordered food and drinks for the two of them, then she returned to her place. "Before you tell me, I'll guess first. You had a fight with Bang Malik?"
Khadijah shook his head, he did not answer even if he was daydreaming at this time. "Well! answer ..."
Tears also dripped along with Khadijah's explanation, everything he told Dina, he cried bitterly.
"Astaghfirullah, Jah! I didn't expect. You are patient, you are a strong woman. I'm sure God is testing you right now. The rainbow is coming, Jah!"
"I'm tired, Din. I want a divorce, but Bang Malik won't divorce me. My heart is broken, Din."
"You must be firm, Jah!"
"Where are the smart guys here? I want to make myself forget Bang Malik."
"Are you serious?"