Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA CHAPTER 48

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Usman and Sukma are amazed as they enter Randy's mansion.

The whole room looked luxurious. No exception furniture in the living room.

Randy invites Usman and Sukma to sit on the sofa. Then he asked Derana to make a drink and serve snacks for both guests.

"Sorry sir, I stayed for a while" Randy said, putting on a flat face without publishing a smile even though it was as thin as a paper.

"Yes Mas .. uh Sir." Usman looks clumsy. He felt bad for calling his daughter's master 'Mas'.

"Mas can too, sir. My smile calls to me."

"But Mas ... Uh Sir. It would be impolite to call 'Mas', because Mr. Randy is Derana's master and a sultan."

Usman's words successfully pulled both corners of Randy's lips, so that the face that originally looked flat and seemed cold is now decorated with a very charming smile.

"Sir, I am not a sultan. I am just a commoner who was given an excess of wealth by God. So, don't feel disrespectful if you call me 'Mas'! Honestly, I'm even less comfortable if called 'Master'," said Randy bluntly.

"But Mr--"

"Call me 'Randy' only, sir! No need to add 'Mas' or 'Master'!"

"Eng ... Ran-dy. Randy's son."

"Well, I like that, sir."

Randy pulled back both corners of his lips, then passed away leaving the living room and carried his steps up the stairs.

Where is Hastungkara now?

After getting out of the car, Hastungkara is reluctant to enter the magnificent house owned by Randy. He chose to wait for the mother on the terrace of the house while enjoying the view presented by the trees with flowers that look like cherry blossoms.

Because he was too focused on looking at the tattoo flower, Hastungkara jumped when his shoulder was patted from behind by someone. "Allohumma, which demon pats my shoulder?" screech while twisting the body.

"Pffttt .. hhahaha." Ranu chuckled as he watched Hastungkara's hyperbole-impressed expression. To the extent that his stomach feels cramping.

"Ohhh, it's Aunt Ranu. Hmmm .. make a surprise, Te. Fortunately, Rara's heart was not made in humans. Try if made in humans, can-can Hastungkara's heart immediately dislodged, Te --" said Hastungkara who tickled the sense of hearing so Ranu back chuckling.

"God willing, aunty can stay young if she has a daughter-in-law like you, Ra."

"And Rara could be wrinkled if she had a husband like Mr. Randy, Te. Sorry, Te, Rara is actually dongkol cobbled with the same son of Auntie," said Hastungkara bluntly.

"Well, why go with your husband-to-be, honey?"

"Allohumma. Please Auntie, don't say that! I don't want to have a polar man's future husband."

"Rara dear, even though Aunt's son is like a polar man, but he is loving and loyal you know. Like aunt's husband."

"Sorry Te, sorry a thousand sorry. I don't like cold guys like Mr. Randy. I prefer the type of man who is like Mas Za-" Hastungkara hangs his words and momentarily closes the net. He tried to hit the agonizing feeling when the name 'Zain' came back to mind.

"Well, Ra?" Ranu asked in surprise followed by a second peck at the base of his eyebrows.

"Mas Zain, M. He's the candidate for priest Rara--"

"So you have a candidate for priest, Ra?"

Hastungkara nodded weakly. "Yes, Te."

"It's a shame, auntie, you don't think you have a candidate for priest, Ra. Actually, auntie intends to match you with Randy-son aunt. But because you already have a candidate for priest, aunty can not force the will," said Ranu followed by a heavy breath. Pupus had his desire to match the son with Hastungkara, because his best friend's daughter turned out to have a prospective priest.

"Tante prayed, may you and the future priest of your choice .. soon be united in a lawful bond" he said, reciting a heartfelt prayer for Hastungkara.

The embankment built by Hastungkara suddenly collapsed while reciting a sincere prayer from Ranu's lips. The sorrow that was originally born on the eyelids is now spilled as the hearts of the returning present say hello.

"Rara, why are you, honey?" Ranu let out a question and stared fixedly at Hastungkara's face that had been wet.

There was no answer from Hastungkara so that made Ranu overwhelmed with anxiety.

"Rara Darling, sorry .. can aunt hold you?"

Hastungkara nodded while allowing Ranu to hug her body.

"Sttt ... Calm yourself, dear! Tell auntie what made you cry!" pinta Ranu while rubbing Hastungkara's back with up and down movements while flowing a sense of calm.

"Mas Zain .. he - -"

"He's why, Ra? What has he done to you, dear? Tell auntie!"

"Mas Zain is gone, Te. Candidate priest Rara is gone --" Hastungkara's cry broke and his body shook violently.

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji. Forgive aunt, Ra. Forgive the aunt who mispronounced the prayer. You're crying because of the prayer that aunt recited. Sorry dear --"

Ranu felt very guilty for accidentally reciting a prayer that made Hastungkara sink back into the grief trough.

"Here, don't cry anymore, baby! Release the one who has gone and accept the future priest who will take the place of the deceased in your heart!" said Ranu while breaking down a hug. Then he rubbed Hastungkara's face wet with sorrow water with fingers.

"Until any time Mas Zain's position in Rara's heart will not be replaced, Te. Although later, God betrothed Rara to an Adam, "blu Hastungkara.

"Honey, even if the position of the deceased cannot be replaced, at least with the presence of a substitute priest in your life .. will color your days and will wipe away the tears of sorrow that you often shed." Ranu paused his speech and gently rubbed Hastungkara's face which was still framed tenderly.

"Don't close your heart's doors, baby! For we never know who our heart will actually be anchored to. Look to the future and ink the story of the past as a reminder! However, do not make the story of the past as the cause of your tears!" he continued with wise words.

Hastungkara scooped up the air deeply and then exhaled it slowly. With all his remaining firmness, he tried to open his lips to reply to Ranu's words. "Yes, Aunt. Thank you for the advice that Aunty spoke of."

Ranu commented a smile and embraced Hastungkara's shoulder. "From mewek on, how about we catch up with your mother and aunt-Malikha's granddaughter?"

"Where are Malikha's mothers and beauties, Te?"

"They're in the back garden, honey. You want to catch up with them?"

"Yes Aunt, of course."

Ranu and Hastungkara turned the heels and the two women of different generations walked towards the back garden through the door on the side of the garage.

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After changing into his clothes and cleaning his body, Randy returns to the living room to meet Usman and Sukma.

"Sorry sir if I make you wait too long" Randy said as he landed his weight on the sofa-front with both his guests and Derana.

"Ndak pa-pa, Randy boy. I'm the one who should apologize for taking Randy's time. Randy's son should be able to rest. But because of our arrival, Randy boy can't even rest. Oya Nak Randy, where's his little Non Malikha-daughter Nak Randy?"

"Malikha is playing in the back garden with Hastungkara's mother, father, and mother, sir."

"By the way, where is Nduk Rara? Kog didn't come inside, son?"

"Maybe he's still lashing out, sir. So, just leave him! After the crab is gone, he's definitely going to go inside."

"But pity you know that Nduk Rara was left too long outside. Could be, Nduk Rara's catching a cold."

"He's immune to kog, sir. So anti-blown," said Randy origin.

"Where's mom, sir? Why, he didn't come?" then he moved the topic of conversation.

"Mother's at home, Randy boy. Earlier, Rana's mother insisted on coming along. But you forbid it."

"Why is it forbidden, sir?"

"Because, if Rana's mother comes along .. surely she will mess up the father--" intention"

Usman then told me about Ratri-wife who always sided with Farel and cornered Derana.

Sometimes Randy recites istighfar when Usman tells how Ratri's treatment of their biological daughters is very rough.

"Father felt, something was wrong with us, son Randy. We're like being exposed to witchcraft so we lose our identity" said Usman-ending the story.

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