Rangga's Beloved Wife
We will always be happy

Sometimes love is not always about its advantages, love must also be ready to accept all its shortcomings, because true love is love that survives and still struggles even though hope and stories about happiness are almost extinct.

Love stories on the journey of life sometimes become colors. There is black where pain and sadness mix together. Where a woman has to fight alone in life. Laras understands that life is not always smooth. Since childhood he has been implanted by his mother so as not to be weak with all trials. But Laras realized that women must have a weak side. He also initially did not want to hope for Rangga who was without any news at all. But his determination collapsed after being reunited with Rangga. Despite the pain in her heart over her in-laws' treatment.

"Me and you are two different beings who have the same taste, although our world is different, our perspective is different but it is not a big problem that makes our relationship complicated, instead we enjoy the difference." said Rangga when he was first brought back in her husband's apartment.

Talking about love will have no end. Of course it will discuss happiness, and also hurt. The smell of love is sweet in the ears. But there are also wounds. As Laras felt when Rangga did not trust himself related to everything that the mother-in-law did.

It was for Laras, why did he return to Rangga if there was no trust in their marriage. True said love people as sweet as chocolate was impressed builshit! there is no love without tears. There may be without a thousand to one.

"Mas, I'm going to the office, okay?" call Laras to her husband.

"By dong, baby. Time can't, why do you miss me? new feeling last night we fought." seduced Rangga.

"Basic,omes." said Laras.

"I'm just like my own wife, Lo. Not another girl."

"Already, yes, my. I'll get ready first." Baras hung up. If he continues, his work will not be finished.

Laras stared at the porch window of his apartment. Water from the sky has washed over Jakarta. Barrel took his wool jacket. The air was getting colder and piercing the pores. He wants to get himself back under the blanket. But Laras tries to fight his laziness.

"Mother, Bagas does not need to go to school" said Bagas when he came out of his room.

"Why don't you want to go to school?"

"Rain, mom. Bagas friends yesterday many who did not enter said his house many affected by the flood."

"But our house is not flooded, son. Bagas forgot this was in the last month of school. It will not be long before Bagas enters SD. So Bagas must be diligent not to be truant."

Instantly Bagas sat advancing his lips. He also entered free. Yusuf also did not go to school because his mother went to the hospital. Bagas felt no friends. The only one who wants to be friends with him is Joseph.

"I have no friends, mom. Yusuf didn't come in last night because his mother went to the hospital." Bagas explained.

"Mama Yusuf's in the hospital?" ask Laras. Bagas assented his mother's question.

"When?"

"Yusuf did not come in. The same with Aunt Rere. Said Joseph's mom was in the hospital, mother."

"Bagas still has to go to school. Later go home to school mom and dad pick up all his mother Yusuf." Bagas relaxes his body.

Not long after Bagas was ready. Laras took the bag and supplies for her husband. Although he still has to go to the office.

Laras was already sitting in the grab car to deliver Bagas to Al-Zaman kindergarten school. Bagas sat next to his mother. The rain felt more basic. Many people were still standing at the stop.

"Mother, he said that Sadam wanted to be circumcised, huh?" ask Bagas.

"Who said?" Baras also just found out from Bagas.

"Say brother Cici. He said to party."

"when?"

"It's Sunday mother."

"Just like, Sunday we're there."

"What's the circumcision, mother?"

"The circumcision******** the man in the cleaning so as not to become a disease. If it is circumcision later it means Bagas can do everything himself, must be smart njai, pray more solemnly, and later if it is circumcision Bagas can pray in front of the same father."

"Yeah, Mommy. What Bagas can be a prayer priest when circumcised."

"Can."

"Bagas, want to mama."

"Let's say the same to me first, yeah."

Finally Laras and Bagas arrived at Bagas school. Bagas seemed to greet all his friends. A number of parents take their children to school in Kindergarten. These kids look so adorable.

"For Bu Laras" a hijab-wearing woman greeted him.

"At first, Astari's ustadzah." replied Laras.

"Can we talk for a second?"

"Can, what's up, huh? what a naughty Bagas over at school."

"No, Ma. But it's about the continuity of this school."

"Behold, I'm talking to Bagas first." Laras approached Bagas who was still waiting for him.

"Yes, mother. Bagas get in first, yeah." Bagas shone on Laras and Astari's ustadzah.

Laras and Astari's ustadzah were already in the vice principal's room. Because currently the principal is being cleared out of town. So it was Astari Ustadzah who intervened about school activities.

"Yes, ustadzah. There's something I can help you with." asked Laras.

"Look, Mom. Mr. Rangga used to be a donor of this school. All school activities including reports of school activities, Mr. Rangga always intervenes. But for almost a month now, Mr. Rangga has never asked about this school activity. I think if you don't want to be our donor again, I'll ask for another donor. It's nothing, Mom. We just need certainty."

"After ustadzah, is it not good, yes if many donors who help the school? Don't rely on just one donor."

"So far only Mr. Rangga who became a regular donor of this school."

"I'm sorry, Ustadzah, I'll talk about this with my husband."

"Thank you, Mrs Baras. Sorry for interrupting your time."

"Oh, it's okay. I'm saying Astari's endadzah." Laras and Astari's ustadzah shook hands and left the vice principal's room.

Laras tries to contact her husband to be picked up at Bagas school. Rangga instructs Adit to pick up his wife.

"Why don't you just pick me up, Mom?"

"I have a meeting, baby. Papa Donal didn't come in so I'm the same Lani who set up the meeting with the client."

"Yes, mas. I'm waiting in your room, yeah." Baras hung up.

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Laras arrived at Rangga's office. After checking through the receptionist, Laras also waltzed himself to her husband's office. Some of her net moments centered on one of the OB's that Maya was angry at.

"You can't work!" maya's nagging screeching high.

"Sorry, Mom. But I was cleaning up." replied the OB timidly.

"Your work is not good. It's still dirty. Someone complained the floor was slippery."

"Who's complaining, Maya." Barrels open sound.

"Mom..Ma'am...The barrel?" Maya is shocked to see her superior son-in-law coming at her.

"Yes, i. I heard a saying he said someone complained about the slippery floor. Is that really so? Miss Maya did not forget, what Bu Maya did when I became an OB here first." Laras turned his eyes towards the OB.

"Whose name are you?" ask Laras.

"Love, Mom." replied Kedasih while looking down.

"Oh, yes Kedasih, my name is Larasati. I used to be an OB here. Now I want to ask where the place that said slippery was."

"On the WC, Mom. Said there was an employee who almost slipped earlier."

"Where is the cctv space." asked Laras.

Laras and Kedasih also entered the cctv room. This is to prove whether the employee's complaint is true. If true Laras can rebuke Kedasih for better work. Not snapping at her like Maya did. As a senior should direct his men to work better.

It turns out from the cctv nothing happened. Maya asks if any employees hit her. Kedasih said he also knew from Maya. Laras also asked Kedasih to return to work. She walked to her husband's office.

Now Laras is already in the workspace Rangga. After what happened just now makes him think that Maya has not changed. Given that he had been treated more severely by Maya. Instantly Laras felt the butterfly spinning above his head. Laras breaks down her body on the sofa of her husband's study.

A few moments Rangga had finished his meeting. One of the office staff said that they had seen Laras enter Rangga's room. After thanking the staff, Rangga went straight to his office.

Rangga finds Laras still asleep on the sofa. His smile expanded after landing his body beside his wife. Rangga's hand stroked the shoots of the Laras hijab. Rangga thought Laras would come to the office just before lunch. But it turned out faster.

"Have the meeting finished?" laras' voice startled his daydream.

"Honey already. If you want to rest, that's okay."

"I'm gonna take a break, but I'm gonna stay here, all right?" Barrel pointed at her husband's chest.

"Don't get the renders here. It's no problem here either." Rangga pointed at his thigh.

Not long ago the head of Laras was anchored on the thigh of her husband.

"Wake me up to Bagas' school pick-up hour, mas. My head's a little dizzy. I don't know why I've been wanting to sleep like this."