Rangga's Beloved Wife
Let me be your daughter-in-law

Ms. Syria is still in the hotel, still wearing the clothes used after the trial. His body feels tired. Tired of heart, man of mind and also physically tired. Understandably his age has entered 68 years. At an age that is no longer young, Syrian ma'am must carry a heavy burden as the head of the household. Her husband, Mr. Damar, has had a stroke for ten years. Like living a life of unwilling death. They depend only on the income of Anisa, their eldest daughter. Actually Anisa had an older sister but her sister died when she was in SD.

After magrib Radit took him for a walk around the city of Jakarta. Just the two of you. Adit borrowed a service car that he often used for office purposes.

The atmosphere of the road to one of the shopping centers in the city of Jakarta is seen. Maybe because time has shown hours of rest. Looks like some buildings such as malls, offices and so on. Ms. Syria just stared in amazement at the twinkling lights of the city. A rare sight because he rarely went to the city. Rumah Bu Syrias is located in the remote area of Jogja. More precisely the direction of Parangtritis beach.

"Jakarta is cool, son."

"Yes, Mom. Hence Jakarta is called metropolitan.metropolis Jakarta (Jabodetabek) which has a population of about 28 million people, is the largest metropolitan in Southeast Asia or second in the world. As a center of business, politics, and culture, Jakarta is home to the headquarters of SOEs, private companies, and foreign companies."

"Your knowledge is broad too, son." said Miss Syria proud.

"Ah, no, Bu. This includes general knowledge" said Adit.

They stopped at a small shop on the edge of town. Warung with lesehan shades. Adit let Ms. Syria sit down to enjoy wedang ronde and fried rice.

"That's crazy fried rice, ma'am." explains Adit.

"Why is that crazy fried rice, son?"

"The toppings are mixed, ma'am. Keep pedesnya pretty make back and forth WC."

"Ah, is that right? I'm curious about how it feels."

"Eat it, Mom. If you love me."

"Later you go back and forth WC."

"Nothing, let's lose fat." Adit laughed a little.

"If Anisa's free later, I want to bring her here again. I hope the place is still there. If Anisa and Hazar were to get married, Anisa would be happy" Ms. Syria smiled at Adit.

"Mother why didn't Hazar appear at Anisa's trial?"

"Because her family is ashamed to have a daughter-in-law like Nisa."

Adit lifts his breath deeply. There is a sense of hesitation to express his wish to Miss Syria. Adit felt that Ms. Syria still wished Hazar to be her daughter-in-law. However, on the other hand there was a feeling he could contain again. The burly hand slipped between the fingers of the middle-aged woman.

"Do you know why I take a walk?" adit looked at the Syrian ma'am.

Miss Syria shakes. He took the same path as a kind young man who was grateful. He didn't ask for grandiose. Just ask the man in front of him to be given health and success in the future. Even though he wished that young man could be his daughter-in-law. But it feels impossible, considering his daughter is now languishing in prison.

"Mom, I've considered Mom like my own mother. I have a sick father. I just feel the love of a mother to SD only.

I want to raise me to be a child."

"Son Radit, I thank you for fighting for the legal process of my son, Khairunnisa. I'm glad you want a mother like me."

"Thank you, Mom. I wanted to be a mother's son, but I also wanted to be a mother's daughter-in-law. I'll wait for Anisa to get out of prison in three years."

"Mom can only bless you, son Adit. All the mothers return it to Anisa. I agree that you are serious about your mother's child. But what makes you like your mother's son."

"Thank you, son, for the view on my daughter. May it really be from the deepest heart."

After finishing eating in Lesehan, Adit and Bu Syria also moved from the crowd. Adit was relieved that his proposal was accepted by Ms. Syria. He would find time to talk about this to Anisa.

After arriving at the hotel, Syrian ma'am was willing to go inside. It's just that he had time to say that tomorrow will go home to Jogja.

"Wouldn't you care about Anisa?" ask Adit.

"Of course, son. I will definitely not be calm if I have not met Anisa. He's the family's only backbone. Looks like mom's going back to selling food."

"If you're going to my phone tomorrow."

"Thank you, Adit. You're a good man. I wish Nisa would open her heart to you."

"Together, mother."

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"So you set Anisa up!" amuk Hazar when he was in the field.

Wanda simply fell silent at the reaction of the man in front of her. His hands continued to flip through as if there was a deep anxiety. Even to make a sound and hold his head up, he did not dare. Where was the old Wanda? Wanda who used to be destroyed when the mother dropped after knowing the case of her son. Especially when his father found out that Wanda was not his father's biological child. Except his mother's biological son with another man. His father was even angry at him and his mother.

"I also don't want to be born with this kind of state." - her inner self.

Wanda's eyes turned red again as Hazar took off her engagement ring and threw Wanda's face.

Wanda ran prostrate at the feet of her future husband. She kept begging the man not to leave her. However, just as Hazar threw at Anisa first, she also said she was ashamed to have a criminal partner. It seems that once a criminal is still a criminal.

"Aisa's better than you, Wanda. He never hurt my feelings. It is precisely I who is foolish to be influenced by you."

"But Anisa is the same as me. Equally criminal. Don't let you swallow your own saliva, mas."

"I'm sure Anisa's soon to be free, because she's not wrong."

Hazar left the washroom. For a moment he expressed disappointment to Wanda. She felt sorry for hurting Anisa's feelings. The look on his face was suddenly sad accompanied by heavy footsteps. There was no smile that he used to give to his woman. There was no more sense of spirit when he set foot in the home of the prospective in-laws. The face of Anisa whom she had hurt. It was as if he had forgotten what he said to Anisa.

Adit came to see Anisa. Together with the Syrian ma'am who wants to say goodbye to his daughter. Anisa is sad to have to part with her mother. Ms. Syria also strengthened her daughter in order to keep herself in the prison.

From far away Hazar sees the arrival of the Syrian ma'am. His footsteps accelerated so that he could meet his former future father-in-law. Hazar saw a young man who was very close to Bu Syria. He chose to ignore the man.

"Bu ..." Just a minute of sound came out of the esophagus.

He had to swallow the disappointment when he saw Adit holding Anisa's hand.