Being Married to My First Love

Being Married to My First Love
Learn From the Simple


After calling, Rangga rushed a taxi to Tugu Station, Yogyakarta. The clock has shown at 18.30 WIB. Luckily Rangga is still the last ticket to go to Solo. Departure schedule at 19.10 WIB. There is still time to eat first. He decided to eat at the station while waiting for the train that would take him, to come. While eating Rangga found a shop visitor who approached his desk.


"Mas, sorry to interrupt. May I ask for help? My phone ran out of batrey, if I could borrow the phone to tell my sister to pick her up at the station," she begged expectantly.


"Emm..can, please," Rangga thrust his phone forward.


"Finally thank you, Mom!" said the woman while smiling kindly. Rangga replied with a nod.


"Hallo, brother. My phone is low batt, it's pinjem's got people. Brother pick me up at the station at eight o'clock. Soon the train I came," he said on the phone, which was still heard in Rangga's ears.


"Okey, don't be late to pick her up!" said again. Then the phone is turned off.


The woman then turned to Rangga, "This is Mas, her phone. Thanks again, huh?" said the woman while returning the phone to Rangga.


Rangga just smiled then nodded.


Not long after the train arrived. Rangga rushed to the platform. When the passenger door opened, Rangga kemuadian entered one of the train cars.


Less than an hour passed. Rangga at the Racing station.


The woman had gone missing and had not found her sister. He then ran closer to Rangga.


"Mas..mas...wait!" his yell.


"What's wrong?" asked Rangga in astonishment.


"I'm sorry, my brother hasn't come yet. I'm afraid to be alone here. The station is deserted, please stay for a while until my brother comes to pick me up," beg the girl.


Rangga was silent for a moment, in his mind he wanted to go home soon to see Reyna. However, seeing the area at the famous station is quite vulnerable, especially at night. Finally he agreed to accompany the girl for a while until her brother came.


"All right!" Rangga then sat in the waiting chair of the station. The woman also sat beside Rangga with a distance of two seats in the middle separating them.


The woman glanced at Rangga who continued to pursue her cellphone.


"Em.uk...Mas, meet my name Rosa, if I may know Mas, whose name is it?" by gathering courage he finally invited to meet.


Rangga turned to Rosa, indeed she was actually lazy, one wish this sat is to immediately meet Reyna.


"The ladder!" she said briefly with a slight smile on her lips, without shaking Rosa's hand. He is currently exchanging messages with Reyna.


A car was parked in the yard. Rosa who knew that she was coming was her sister, she stood up.


"That's my brother, Mas. Thank you, Mas. For his help earlier and was willing to accompany me," said Rosa sincerely.


"Yes, equally," answered Rangga politely.


"Rosa, come on in. It is said not to be deket-deket same guy too. You are still a little girl!" said Sister Rosa firmly.


Rosa is an early semester student at UGM Yogyakarta. Her choice of wanting to go to college away from home made her brother more resolute to look after her. Do not let his sister get carried away by the flow of young people's relationship that is overstepping the limits.


"I'm sorry, my brother, Mom. Excuse me first," Rosa nodded politely then stepped towards her brother's car.


Rangga was just silent not to bother with it. He walked to the side of the road to find a taxi. Incidentally there are still some taxi stations around the station. Rangga chose one of the taxis and then drove the taxi after agreeing to ride the taxi.


Rangga's got Cindy's home address map from Reyna. When he saw the address was not far from his parents' house. Rangga decided to go home for a moment to take the car to make it easier when picking up Reyna. After fifteen minutes, Rangga arrived at his parents' house. Rangga paid for the taxi and then entered the house. Rangga did not go up to his room but took the car keys in the middle room nightstand, then was about to leave again.


There is no sight of Mami and Papi, perhaps in the karmar or back garden. Rangga only had time to cross paths with Siti.


"Lhoh Mas Rangga, how come back here again? He said he was going to Jakarta" asked Siti.


"Ia Mbak, had also arrived in Jakarta, this news turns out Reyna is in Solo. I'll go first Ma'am, get Reyna now. Please tell Papi, let's not be confused later if the other car I brought," Rangga rushed to the garage to pick up the car.


When he opened the garage door, he looked at the terrace of the house, there was a suitcase that had been carried there still perched there. He had not yet put it in the house. Because in a hurry he finally put it in the trunk of the car. Fears he'll make it to Cindy's house. It's not good to be late at night.


Once ready, Rangga rushed into the car and started the engine to Cindy's house.


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Reyna and Cindy are sitting in the kitchen helping ummi make the phone. Ummi is a housewife who is active in routine studies and as a teacher for mothers who want to learn to read the Qur'an. Ummi sometimes also receives orders to make cakes if there are neighbors who ask for help to be made or snack maker services when there is a celebration in his village.


Ummi is currently making a call for snack orders for healthy walking events on Sunday morning. Klepon dough is made from glutinous flour and a little rice flour, while the green color comes from suji and pandan leaves. The dough is kneaded to khalis for easy forming. The finished dough is then in the form of circles as large as grapes by being filled with brown sugar in the middle. The circles are then put one by one into a pot of boiling water like making meatballs. Circles that have floated then drained. After the cold, ummi closed the basin containing the circle of the valve with a plastic wrap on the top, then stored in the refrigerator.


Because quite a lot, ummi took it out from tonight, the next ummi lived to cover it with a coconut grater that had been steamed.


"This is Ummi making a little that has been wrapped in coconut grater, Reyn. Have you tried it yet?" ummi thrust out a plate containing the finished klepon.


"Oh, Ummi. But it was a long time ago, while staying in Jogja at your house. Bibi takes Reyna and Mama to the market to hunt for market hawkers" Reyna said, recalling her past. "It looks good, Ummi. Reyna try it? Bismillah!" he put a klepon in his mouth.


"How, Reyn? It's good not to make my Umm?" ask Cindy who is in front of him.


"Emmm.this is so good, Ummi. Reyna will miss the same cuisine and cake made by Ummi," said Reyna.


"The kue klepon was once viral in medsos lhoh Ummi, he said is not Islamic!" Cindy.


"What is islamic? Though the cake klepon there is a good meaning, Reyna, try to remember earlier how to make it, kneaded with tenderness and tenacity, patiently make it one by one, and must be exactly the level of maturity, and must be right, when viewed from its shape the valve is like hard on the outside and soft on the inside, as well as a human being who must have goodness in his heart, then if the Javanese say kanti kabelaku pesti ono which means as a guide in life, if we are concerned there will certainly be a way out," ummi story at length.


"Wahh, Reyna did not expect to get a lesson that can be learned from the cake. Good for Ummi, his philosophy. Ummi is great!" Reyna was amazed by the knowledge of ummi.


"Well, you could be Reyna!" ummi said with humility.


"Cindy, there's a guest. He said he was looking for Reyna's son" said Abi, who had just entered the kitchen.


"Oh, that must be your husband, Reyn!" cindy told Reyna.


"Yes, Ummi, Reyna excuse me to go ahead first well," Reyna moved from her seat then walked slowly with a stick towards the living room. Cindy followed him from behind.


The door curtain on his side from the inside, looks Rangga who is sitting on the living room sofa. Slowly Reyna walked into the living room. Rangga, who saw Reyna walking with a cane and bandages on her legs, was shocked and worried.


"Hubby...!" call Reyna when their eyes meet. His eyes began to glaze over.


"Darling...!" Rangga quickly approached Reyna and carried her into a hug.


Cindy then left the two of them in the living room.


Reyna's tears had broken unstoppably. She hugged her husband tightly, giving him a great longing, after several days of being unable to meet. This meeting feels very different. She felt more in love with her husband after the tempest that almost separated them. Rangga stroked his wife's soft soothing head bud. A moment later after Reyna calmed down more, Rangga relaxed his embrace.


"Darling, what happened to your leg?" asked Rangga while cupping both hands on both cheeks Reyna remove the rest of the tears that had slid on his wife's cheeks.


"It's okay, By. It's just sprained. I'll tell you later" Reyna said. The most important thing is that she can reunite with her husband.


"All right!" he was finally patient.


Rangga was quite awkward as well to discuss his problems at someone else's home.


"Come by, sit down first," Reyna and Rangga then moved from where they stood towards the long sofa in the living room.


Before long Cindy came out with ummi carrying two cups of tea and a plate of clepons for Rangga and Reyna.


"Son, sorry to interrupt. Must be tired just arrived. Now drink the tea."


"Good, Mom. Thank you, sorry for the trouble," replied Rangga.


"Not bother at all, son! Keep going later so want to stay here or what?" ask ummi.


Rangga and Reyna looked up. Rangga felt bad if he had to stay at people's houses as well.


"Emm. I'm taking it home to my parents, Mom. It just so happens that his house is not far from here" said Rangga.


After a short chat with Cindy's family. Rangga and Reyna finally say goodbye.


When he was in the car Reyna looked anxious. He is unable to meet his mother-in-law at this time.


"What's up, honey?" asked Rangga who realized there was concern for the look of his wife's face.


"Emmm...By, can't if tonight we don't go home first. How about we just stay at the hotel for tonight, I need some time alone with you to discuss our problems" Reyna said.


For a moment Rangga thought, "Alright, dear. As long as you're happy, don't pout on that."


Finally Reyna can smile happily because her wish is granted by her husband. Rangga stroked the head of Reyna covered with hijab on the sidelines driving it.


This day Rangga was very tired of circling. In the morning he took a plane from Solo to Jakarta. Arriving in Jakarta turned out that what was sought did not exist. Finally, he looked for Reyna to Jogja. Arriving in Jogja, Rangga back on the train to Solo.


But it paid off already when now his beloved wife was right next to him.


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