DESTINY LOVE RANGGA
CHAPTER 8. IT FEELS LIKE BEING A YOUNG LADY

Later that night, Raisa is told by Mr. Dani to have dinner at the dinner table. For Rangga, this is the first time he ate at the dining table after a long time always eating in the room. Rangga wanted the ART in the house to consider her marriage a normal and normal marriage like everyone else in general.

After the dish was ready, Rangga invited Raisa to the dining table. They sit side by side. As a wife, Raisa tries to behave like a typical wife who serves her husband to eat. Rangga was silent, letting Raisa get her rice and side dishes.

"Thank you" said Rangga.

After serving Rangga, Raisapun took food for himself. They then eat in silence. Just the sound of spoons and forks. Dinner with regular dishes. Raisa has no trouble. Previously Raisa even imagined eating at a dining table ala-ala rich people full of table manner and cutlery assortment that is quite confusing.

"Tomorrow I'll start private art kriya again. If you want, you can go private," said Rangga.

Raisa stopped eating for a moment..She looked at her husband. What a wind, her husband is being nice, Raisa thought.

"Why?" ask Rangga wonder.

"Why not," answered Raisa and continued eating.

"Rena used to love painting with me. Now I'm learning the art of craft, so you also have to accompany me" said Rangga.

"Ooh ...," Raisa's comment was brief.

"Tomorrow in the morning at about 10, we'll go to the supermarket. I want you to buy some more clothes. You should have clothes to go and clothes to the party. There may be an event at any time. Also the daily clothes Om Adam bought are not suitable for you. You still look hick. Rena is a classy woman. You must at least match the style of dress," said Rangga at length. He finished his meal. He then wiped his mouth with a tissue and drank clear water in front of him.

Raisa sniffed to hear Rangga call her udik-looking.

"Oh yeah? Said I couldn't possibly be juxtaposed with your Renamu? What about Resty? Is she also a classy woman?" sindir Raisa's.

Rangga. Apparently Raisa has known a lot about her past. Everyone knows Resty is from an orphanage. Only because of the persistence of the Rangga family finally received Resty to be engaged to Rangga. What Resty did. After Rangga fought for it, Resty instead left without a message. Until the engagement is cancelled.

"Enough! You have no right to discuss my past! We're just going to talk about the future!" Rangga prepared to stand up and pushed his chair back.

"How about people who are still stuck in past memories? What can be called the future?" sindir Raisa again.

Rangga seemed to hold himself back from getting angry. That girl is too straightforward. Just this morning was officially his wife, he had dared to criticize her husband.

"Don't be a fucking knower! You don't know anything!" said Rangga with a reddened face holding back anger.

With quick steps, Rangga left Raisa alone in the dining room. Rangga went straight into his room. The usual room makes it comfortable to be alone.

"Fridge base!" grouse Raisa.

Raisa slept well last night. So he woke up shabuh with the body feels fresh and fit. After taking a bath and performing dawn prayers, Raisa intends to wash her clothes and her husband's clothes. She wanted to wake her husband up for the shabuh prayer.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Raisa ventured to knock on the door of Rangga's room. There was no long sound of movement in the room. The sound of footsteps approaching the door.

Czechoslovakia!

The bedroom door is open. Looks handsome face Rangga even in a state of waking up. Raisa was stunned for a moment. But in a hurry he took control of her.

"sorry. I want to get my dirty clothes. All of you wake up Mas for the shabuh prayer" Raisa said.

"You don't have to bother washing clothes! Later the Titin who came here took your dirty clothes and my dirty clothes to wash" said Rangga.

"You don't have to do homework. You're my wife. Let the Titin do our laundry,"

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you before. You can do the things you love if you get bored. You can also go gardening with me later after breakfast. Or you want to do whatever it takes" said Rangga again.

"Yes already. Has she prayed yet? Next time I want to pray together with Mas," said Raisa.

Rangga grunting. Feeling upset.

"I am angry with my Lord. I don't want to pray,"

"Mas! Pray! Before I get others!"

Rangga widened his net. He could not believe Raisa would say that to him.

"What age is it?"

"Fourty years," answered Rangga lazily.

"We never know our age until what age. Rena died after giving birth. He's martyr. He went to heaven. Although Mas? Doing prayers alone is not. Could he possibly go to heaven? Is it possible to meet Mommy Rena and your son later there?"

Raisa's words hit Rangga. Rangga was embarrassed. Rangga became aware, it turns out he disappointed Rena. Rangga wants to meet Rena in heaven after her death someday.

Without saying anything, Rangga left Raisa who was still standing in front of the door of Rangga's room. Rangga went into the bathroom. There was the sound of water taps opening. Apparently Rangga is ablution. He went into Rangga's room.

"What do you want? Go then! I want to pray. You satisfied?!" Rangga out of the bathroom.

Raisa who was sitting on the bed suddenly woke up. The netraya had glanced at the painting. It turns out it's still there. Without saying anything, Raisa immediately came out of Rangga's room.

Rangga immediately spread his alphabet. Not forgetting he took the sarong from his closet. After wearing the sarong, he immediately performed the shabuh prayer. After the prayer, he felt peace. Raisa's words were ringing back in her ears. Suddenly her tears fell down her cheeks.

"He's right! How can I meet Rena if I do not keep Your commandments, O God? Is it appropriate for a sinner like me to enter your heaven? I am not drawing near to You. I stayed away from You for a few years, hostile to You for taking Rena and my son. Do I deserve to be forgiven by You?" lirih Rangga with tears.

"Thank you Raisa. You have awakened me," muttered Rangga.

When Raisa was cleaning her room, Titin came knocking on Raisa's door. Raisa opened it immediately.

"Can I come in, madam?"

"Ceuce! Don't be formal so ah!" Raisa pats Titin's shoulder.

Titin smiled then walked into Raisa's room. He looked at the bed and filled the room.

"Something seems to have finished cleaning the bedsheets!" titin.

"Yes. Why why?" raisa answered asking.

"How was your first night? Exclaim?" whispered Titin.

Raisa thaws. He tried as calmly as possible. There was no way he would be honest with Titin if he and Rangga slept in their respective rooms.

"Ck! Secrets!" answer Raisa.

"I'm not weird. If the rich do have their own room even though husband and wife. Because they have privacy, he said. But if the bobo is definitely with dong ya in one of your rooms," said Titin.

Raisa doesn't want to be lured. He had to keep his wedding secret. Let alone bobo together, talking together is also rare.

"Don't kepo ah! Secrets!" answer Raisa again. Titin chuckles.

"I want to help Ceuceu nyuci huh? Let's not bete" said Raisa.

"Ceu Titin!" Raisa was feeling puffed up because Titin teased her constantly.

"Ah already! If you keep talking, Ceuceu the spray Bu Irah! Come on, where's the dirty clothes, to wash,"

"Now, my dirty clothes. If Mas Rangga clothes, for a moment, Mas Rangga said he wanted to take a bath in his room. I'll take it first. Ceu Titin just wait here," said Raisa. Raisa doesn't want Titin to be suspicious. Titin nodded. He went to Rangga's room.

It just so happened that Rangga's room opened up a little. Raisa's head went in there a little bit.

"Mas, Mas Rangga?" call him.

Slender. Raisa saw that there was no Rangga there. And then he went into that room. Suddenly the bathroom door opened. Raisa was surprised, Rangga was also surprised.

Rangga was seen wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. Her chest was clearly exposed. Although already 40 years old, Rangga's body still looks dashing with chest field and six pack stomach.

"Aw! S-sorry!" screech Raisa while closing her face.

Rangga snorted in annoyance because Raisa had taken him by surprise

"Next time knock on the door! Just be surprised!"

"sorry. The door opened a little. And there was no one inside," answered Raisa looking away as her hands covered her gaze.

"What are you doing here?" ask Rangga.

Raisa grumbled in her heart.

'What else would you do but take my husband's dirty clothes?' he said in his heart.

"You took the dirty clothes of Mas Rangga. Titin was waiting in my room. Want to wash Titin," replied Raisa.

"You didn't say anything about us?" Rangga approached Raisa. The smell of soap sucks the olfactory senses of Raisa. Fresh and fragrant body Rangga.

"Whoa-no! Just said Mas Rangga was bathing in Mas Rangga's room," replied Raisa clumsy.

"Hmmm..... Yes, go get my dirty clothes in the basket!" rangga said then headed towards her wardrobe.

Raisa hurriedly took Rangga's dirty clothes in the basket. Rangga with his leisure wearing a t-shirt taken from the closet. Without consulting, Raisa immediately left Rangga's room before Rangga used ****** *****.

Titin grinned at the door of Raisa's room to see Raisa flocked to her.

"Who is the same Mr Rangga? How did you scream?"

"Ng anu .., there's a rat passing by. So startled," answered Raisa accordingly.

"Rice? Is there a mouse?" Titin shook his head in wonder. But he soon receives dirty clothes from Raisa. Titin immediately put it in the laundry basket to take it to the washing place downstairs.

Raisa felt relieved because Titin did not wonder much anymore.

"Let's go now to the garden!" rangga's voice behind Raisa.

Raisa's turning around. He was surprised to see Rangga. Just this time Rangga looks neat to go to the garden.

"Why? Wonderful? So that I am not considered a gardener anymore by my wife," said Rangga with a smile.

Ah, seeing Rangga smiling sweetly, Raisa became astonished. Her husband is sometimes gluttonous and cold, scary, but sometimes sweet. Totally confusing!

"Let's wait what else?" take Rangga again.

"Oh i-yes..Just sec. I change clothes first" replied Raisa.

"No need! That's enough! A little later change clothes. We're going to the supermarket, then,"

"Before going to the garden, we have breakfast first," asked Rangga while going down the stairs. Raisa followed behind him.

They were at the dining table. Ms. Irah cooked fried rice for the newlyweds. Rangga looked good enjoying his breakfast. Raisa glanced from the tail of her eyes.

After breakfast, they went to the garage. Raisa was surprised, No driver used to drive Rangga to the garden.

Rangga knew what Raisa was thinking. He immediately pulled the key out of his pocket.

"We just ride the bike and enjoy the morning air" Rangga led a motorcycle out of the garage. After he had gotten to her, Rangga looked towards Raisa.

"Let's ride!"

Raisa who had been stunned to see the change of Rangga, immediately went up behind Rangga. Raisa sat down. Raisa was at a loss to hold on to what so she wouldn't fall. But Rangga's hand immediately guided Raisa's hand to hold on to Rangga's stomach. One hand was coiled on Rangga's stomach.

"Hold the strong, let's not fall. We're going through a slightly bumpy road" Rangga said.

"Aren't we going to the garden?" ask Raisa

"We went for a walk to see the tea garden" replied Rangga.

Raisa just rounded her net without saying. Since when did Rangga so open themselves to be seen by many people. Isn't he always hiding from people? He's always alone.

The motorbike they ride down the village road is true said Rangga, a little bumpy. Raisa tightened her grip on Rangga's stomach. On the side of the road many people were walking. They seem to be working in tea gardens that are mostly mothers.

"Gee, newlyweds. Going for a walk, Aden?"

"Do you want to see the garden, sir?"

"Aden tumben streets,"

Such was the comment of the mothers of tea pickers saw Rangga who that day roamed the streets of the village.

"Yes Ma'am, excuse me first," replied Rangga kindly. Raisa also nodded while smiling at the group of mothers who were walking.

After arriving at the tea garden that Rangga headed. Rangga invites Raisa to walk to a rather high ground. Motor Stair was left after locking it.

Raisa walks ahead of Rangga. After reaching the highest place, Raisa was amazed by the scenery in front of her. The expanse of the tea garden that looks green is enough to spoil his eyes.

"It's so beautiful not to be seen from here?" rangga was already next to Raisa.

"That's great!" puji Raisa's.

"Sheena. From today, be my friend. I've been alone all along. I have no friends here. Only Adam always visited me" said Rangga.

"If I was cold and stiff with you yesterday, forgive me. I want to change for the better. I need your support" he said again.

Raisa looked at Rangga. Then nod. His frustration yesterday will attitude and speech Rangga yawn just like hearing Rangga's words.

"You're the young lady in our house. You should have arranged the house. We do not need to be awkward with our husband and wife status. We were friends first. We need adjustment," said Rangga who without warning suddenly grasped Raisa's hand.

Raisa made kebat kebit with the softness of Rangga's attitude. Duh, from yesterday-yesterday the cake behaved like this.

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