Forced to Care for Abuser Children
19. Chasing Love

After presenting his uncles to the ranks of the supreme court officials, Tisha immediately left the place. A sense of relief as well as sadness mixed into one at this moment.

Rangga who witnessed for himself how the courage of Tisha wanted to humble herself for the love of mother. Tisha who has left for the airport in the same taxi followed by Rangga.

Upon arrival at the airport, unexpectedly Tisha and Rangga apparently get the same seat number different letters when boarding pass. Tisha runs faster due to the gate being far enough away in the terminal for overseas departures.

Arriving in the waiting room Tisha slammed her buttocks while covering her face. It felt like his heart was currently in a stirring of sadness for having to leave his brother and mother.

Tisha was not strong enough to hold back her grief and ended up crying alone in the waiting room. It was not only Tisha who was crying, many other passengers were crying because they were separated from their families, especially young people who had to study abroad.

Rangga, who saw Tisha sitting slightly away from the other passengers, took a seat next to the girl while thrusting her handkerchief.

"Must be a lot of snot. Here, wipe with this handkerchief. You're so slovenly." Rangga's words made Tisha lift her face while taking Rangga's handkerchief.

Immediately, Tisha took out her snot that much to make Rangga upset. I hope Rangga stays away from him.

"It's relieved now?" Asked Rangga while smiling faintly.

"Why is it still here? Already know I'm slovenly. Disturbing people's pleasure." Grouse Tisha.

"Where there are sad people it's a form of pleasure. You're either kicking or crying." Pissed Rangga.

"Yes, obviously crying. I'm enjoying my grief, you're disturbing my pleasure."

"That's it...! Be sad not for long. Your eyes are swollen. Your nose is getting red and fluffy. You look so ugly." Ledek Ranges.

"Belvin. What matters is that my ugly face isn't you."

Rangga deliberately teased Tisha so that this girl would not cry anymore." Where are you going?" Ask Rangga.

"It's none of your business." Ketus Tisha's.

"That beautiful girl can't be too fierce. It will be beautiful."

"Just go there. I want to cry again."

"It turns out you're so adorable, Tisha, I love girls like you." Inner Rangga.

Not long after the operator of the airline to Jakarta-London announced the plane would depart soon. Passengers are expected to enter the aircraft from door seven. Tisha and Rangga were compactly standing towards the ticket check queue by the two airline officers.

"You want to go to London too?" Ask Tisha.

"Yes. I work there." Rangga Sahut.

"What work is there?"

"I'm an architect of buildings."

"And what are you going to London for?"

"You continue your medical education. Want to specialize in surgery."

Upon arrival on board the two entered the cabin in business class. Rangga helped put Tisha's small suitcase and hers on the trunk.

While Tisha was looking for her seat number so was Rangga. Both giggled when they found out they could sit down.

"It turns out we're both in a match." Rangga.

Tisha blushed in embarrassment, then turned her face to the window. Rangga is busy installing his seat belt because flight attendants are giving instructions on how to use the seat belt and also a float and oxygen cup if the plane has a decrease in altitude of several thousand feet from the surface of the earth.

The plane was flying at a steady speed. The flight attendants were busy offering food and drinks to the passengers. Rangga opened up again the chatter to eliminate saturation.

"Have you found a place to live there?"

"Yet. Maybe for a while I stayed at a hotel just looking for an apartment."

"If you want, just stay with me. I live with two servants and a driver and a security guard. I live at home." Rangga.

"No. Thanks though. I want to stay alone. Someone else makes me uncomfortable. Like you said, I'm a slovenly person. Live however you want and my clothes often ...! Never mind. Don't have to discuss. It doesn't matter either. At least I want to stay alone. No one scolded me or bullied me." Tisha.

"Are you offended by what I said to you?"

"Very."

"I'm sorry."

"Include my name Rangga. I hope we can be friends and thankfully be lovers."

"Don't expect too much! You're not my dream man." Reply Tisha.

"It's okay. In time, you'll like me." Rangga.

"Wasting time."

"Come on. Stay with me. I have four empty rooms in my house. It's up to you to choose which one."

"Why so many rooms?"

"I will prepare for my children."

"You're the perfect father."

"So you like me?"

"Like, but not love."

"What's different?"

"Liking can be on anyone including friends, teachers, neighbors and others. But love is enough for one man because man has only one heart." Tisha.

While talking, the plane suddenly suffered a great shock. Tisha immediately hugged Rangga and Rangga held Tisha tightly.

The co-pilot announced that there was a storm and expected all passengers to pray in accordance with their respective beliefs.

Rangga read the prayer while calming the frightened Tisha in his arms.

"Calm down baby ..! Don'tbeafraid. All men will face death." Rangga.

"It's so creepy Rangga." Tisha said with trembling lips.

Not long ago an announcement was heard that there were patients who would give birth. " Please...! Are there any doctors among you?" Ask stewardess.

Rangga looked at Tisha's face which still looked pale. " Are you willing to help the young mother give birth?"

"In this situation?" Sentak Tisha can't believe it. Do not help others. Helping himself at this time alone, he could not, but was still afraid to embrace Rangga what else was helping others.

"Tisha ...! You are a doctor. You have to take responsibility for your profession. You swore to it." Pinta Ranges.

"Auhhghtt..please baby! I don't want my baby to die." Shouted the woman from ahead who was already in a lot of pain.

"Please my wife. Who's the doctor here?" Pinta husband pregnant mother that.

Tisha raised her hand slowly with trembling lips. Rangga convinces Tisha to brave the challenge.

Finally Tisha asked Rangga to take down her small suitcase because her medical equipment was in the suitcase. Tisha walked slowly to help two flight attendants to a young mother who was experiencing contractions.

"How old are you?" Tisha asked trying to calm down.

"It's only been eight months."

"alright. Please give me a blanket and alcohol and a knife or scissors." Tisha said while checking the state of the patient with her statekop.

Tisha gave instructions to the pregnant woman to push. In three times straining, finally the baby can be born smoothly. Tisha cut the baby's umbilical cord. And give the baby to the flight attendant. He took care of the mother very well.

The applause happened in there even though the plane was still shaking.

"Will you give my daughter a name?"

Tisha's been responding to it." Name's Shanaz. Shanaz Maharani."

"Who is he to you?" Ask the baby's mother.

"My mother. My goddess of help." Tisha's tearful speech made Rangga feel very moved.