Love Needs Debt
You are Not Ustadzah

You are Not Ustadzah

“Not that I am not grateful, Mas, but if from the beginning want polygamy yes should want to do fair, dong!” usfi said, still walking.

“Know what women are about fair, you see, fair is men's business, Fi. The responsibility is also the responsibility of men! So, you don't have to worry about responsibility!”

“Loh, is not the husband and wife is one soul, even like the clothes we wear? If I think of you it means I love you, Mas!” Usfi said excitedly, as always if giving advice or reminding her husband, so as not to go the wrong way, as qowwam or leader, in guiding him.

“Should, Mas also care because it is cared .. if we continue to think that everyone who cares is considered to interfere in people's affairs, then, what about the basis of ukhuwah in religion, and then, who says that all Muslims are like one body?”

“You are, just keep being chatty as always, I am not a mustamik, a person who hears lectures, you are also not an ustadzah!”

Usfi did not chimed in on Anwar's corrupting remark, because such a thing, was common to him. Whenever there was a problem and Usfi gave his view then, every time it was Anwar always ignored him. The man will refute, reject and trivialize Usfi's opinion gently or silently. However, what happened lately, was a different thing, Anwar often said harshly to him.

Meanwhile, she was already at work whose husband, who was receiving a call from her and appeared to be shying away from the foreign woman, while talking.

“Mas, is anyone working there?” asked Usfi while looking back and forth to make sure there were no known people and ruin his plans this time.

“There are many people here, so I am busy!”

“Yes, huh?”

When he said that, Usfi was already in front of Anwar and of course the man was so surprised and immediately hung up the phone.

“Usfi? You!” anwar said half-tiered because it was so her.

“Yes! It's me, Mum! Did you forget your own wife?” usfi.

“How can you know I'm here, why are you here all, anyway? Just make it a hassle!”

Usfi Dan Anwar looked at each other full of questions, as well as implying how each felt. Usfi was angry that her husband was lying, while Anwar was upset that he was caught in an inappropriate situation.

Suddenly the woman who was with Anwar walked over, as she saw the arrival of Usfi and looked at him full of probing.

“Who is he, Mas!” his question, full of astonishment.

“Who is he, Mas?” ask Usfi too.

Anwar was silent at looking towards Usfi and Marini, the woman's name, alternately.

“Why confused? Wouldn't you be honest with her if I was a second wife? Afraid that to be honest, continue not to be fair with other wives?” asked Usfi again firmly, while glancing at the woman cynically.

Actually, Usfi and Nafisa have been investigating for a week, to find out who the girl is for Anwar. He is the nephew of a man who is considered smart or often referred to as a great person there, he can predict and so on.

The man said that Anwar had an enemy and Marini was the antidote. If they are always together, then the mouth, or the use sent by the enemy will not work.

The prophecy of the man who was said to be smart was what, then made Anwar afraid if too long apart from Marini. As for marrying her, she must think more, for she cannot possibly break her promise.

He promised Maisha first, if allowed to remarry and find a woman, who can be invited to go every time delivering vegetables, then he will not do anything with other women.

Anwar was delighted when Maisha finally allowed him too, but, he had no idea what caused his wife to ask to marry Usfi.

At first she disagrees because Usfi looks too ordinary to her, but, after marrying Usfi, Anwar finds her a meek, sweet, compliant and manageable woman, including her request not to have children and the night division, she was not very demanding. So he can accept and love her.

Usfi knows himself enough because he often goes to Anwar streets than Maisha. Before Anwar set up a new post, he could go to deliver goods more than three times a week, but only at night or near dawn and the next morning Anwar went home, same with Usfi.

One thing that Anwar did not like was Usfi was always chatty in terms of religion, asking him to pray in congregation and also join him to listen to lectures or lectures.

He was too busy for such a thing, there was no time. It is better to use it to calculate the income and expenditure of goods, the amount of expenditure of money or check other things. Moreover, he made his own bookkeeping, it was quite a drain on time and mind rather than listening to studies.

As now, again Usfi reminded him to do just, fair and just, he himself wondered, why women always want justice, when he had given it as well as he could.

“I told you that fair is a men's business and not a woman's responsibility? About who Marini is, you don't need to know!”

“Oh, so her name is Marini? He wants to make a third wife, so?”

“I never said that!” anwar.

“Eatya, I asked?” Usfi asked again, folding both of his hands in front of his chest.

“What? Mas Anwar already has two wives?” ask Marini.

“Ya!” firmly Usfi, while glancing at him, “I am the second wife and Mbak Mai, his first wife is now sick again, but you are even here just relax! He said work, Mom, what work? Make her mute? How are Mas's other wives still sad? That's your business, Mas!”

“Already, we talk inside only!” said Anwar while holding Usfi's hand, then, he spoke to Marini, “You go home first yes, Dek. I'll be there again!”

“Iya, Mas ...” said Marini in a spoiled tone while rubbing Anwar's shoulders gently, then winking one eye. Usfi looked away in disdain, upon seeing it.

Anwar invites Usfi into the shophouse which has a lot of leftover vegetables that have not been packed. Then, go upstairs, a place that is usually used to rest the man with two wives. Usfi who saw vegetables was asked where these vegetables came from, must be from vegetable farmers who are very far away.

“Listen, Fi!” anwar said after being on the second floor, “You are indeed my wife, but have no right at all to do this, why are you here? Huh!”

Anwar was astonished by Usfi's ability to know his place, whereas, all his men who worked in that place, were completely different people. So, it was impossible for them to say everything to this second wife.

“Yes make meet husband, wife misses husband, is it wrong?”

“This you, like I never go home, aja ... right, the important thing is I keep going home even once a week, you should know dong, Fi .. I have no employees, well, well, I have no staff, so, my plan, Marini who I want to make an employee, this month I was busy because I taught her!”

“That's your reason, isn't it, Mas? Let's keep the same deketan women? I know that Mas is afraid of something that is not necessarily true!”