Rangga's Beloved Wife
Story at school 2

"So what, Stevan's mother? do I need to call my father to talk about your husband's position" said Rangga while holding a mobile phone.

Rangga's words were no joke. He will not remain silent when his son and wife are despised. As my husband Rangga has installed a body for Laras and Bagas.

"Mas, ..." The barrel holds the elbow of her husband's wrist.

"It's okay, honey. Sometimes they must be taught a lesson. Do not continue to act arbitrarily. I didn't know that your son was bothering me a lot. Indeed, I have to be quiet when I you despise" said Rangga to his wife.

Laras felt this was beyond the actual discussion. Their purpose here was because they called the school. The school reported that Bagas punched his friend with a bruise on one of the bodies. After arriving at school, the report was not as stated. Barrel did not see any bruises or cuts on Stevan's body.

"Sorry, someone called, said Stevan was hurt by Bagas. But I see he's fine." Hearing this, Stevan's mother examined his son's body.

"Here," Stevan's mom showed a bruise on the nape of her son's neck.

"Lied, mother. Bagas just hit the front."

"Where do I want to? full of jail" said Stevan's mother's still nyolot.

"Who was the witness of Bagas' incident?" ask Rangga.

Shaka, who had been quiet, raised his head. Stevan looked at him threat-filled. Again the boy chose silence for fear of his master's son. Before his parents came, he claimed to be a witness.

"So she saw it too?" stevan's mother whispered to her son. Stevan nodded.

"Swimming, kid. If he messes with us or doesn't care about us. We're just gonna fire the mbok. He can go to school here because of your papa" said Stevan's mother.

"Nothing, huh?" Rangga approached Shaka.

"Anu .. ..it ..I am again outside.kilah Shaka.

"Lied, Teacher. Shaka was next to Stevan." Bagas.

"Let's Shaka earlier, you have ngaku same ustadzah. Why don't you tell me now. You forget what happens when you lie" said Ustadzah Astari.

"I'm scared, ustadzah." said Shaka lowered his head.

"Why?"

"Later the mbok fired them. Poor that mbok, same with my sister Sifa."

"You take it easy, if Shaka is honest in front of Bagas' parents. God willing, the mbok is not fired." said Ustadzah Astari to calm his students.

"Mother, Shaka wanted to be a witness. But now he's lying. Stevan threatened Shaka earlier, Shaka's partner was Stevan's parents." Bagas complained to his mother.

Rangga heard it directly approaching Shaka. The little boy hid behind the body of his teacher. As if afraid the man in front of her would scold her.

"Shaka, here, son. Speaking of which." take Rangga.

"Shaka, it's Bagas' father who wants to talk to Shaka." Ustadzah Astari follows Rangga's speech.

"Om, don't get mad at me. I'm not bothering Bagas. I just watched it." Shaka was scared.

"Om, won't be angry. I like honest kids. That'll go to heaven, Lo. Shaka wants to go to heaven." said Rangga persuaded Shaka.

"Om, that was Bagas mukul Stevan. But the one who bothered Bagas Stevan first. Stevan didn't like Bagas, um."

"Why?"

"No idea, um. Stevan used to ridicule Bagas for not having a father." Shaka said.

"So how, Mr Rangga and Bu Laras? we better find a way out for these two children." ustadzah Astari mediates two parents who are still insistent on each other.

"But your son wasn't seriously hurt." Baras does not want to lose.

"Already, darling. We have to take responsibility. It's good for you too."

"But, um..." Laras chose to lazily continue his speech. Until now, Stevan did not apologize for disturbing Bagas.

"Stevan I'm sorry, yeah. It hit you, but you have to promise not to bother me again."

Stevan didn't budge for a moment, his gaze shifted to his mother. "You're sorry it's not long" whispered her mother.

"Yes, Bagas. I'm sorry you." Stevan received a helping hand from Bagas.

"Alhamdulillah." exclaimed everyone in the principal's room.

After solving their children's problems. Stevan's mother also said goodbye, even without apologizing to Laras. Rangga saw that just shaking his head. Occasionally take a deep breath.

"Bus, um,.." Barrel tucked her arm in her husband's arm.

"Yes, baby."

"Thank you for standing up for me and Bagas."

"It's my duty as a husband and father. I say Bagas, yes. I'm gonna take you guys for a walk." Rangga left Laras in front of the playing area. Before long Bagas came out with his school bag.

"Where are we going?" ask Laras.

"We look at Mama first. Let's just take a walk." Laras nodded in agreement to her husband's plan.

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"Adit," the voice of his superior when he visited his study.

Currently Adit is still a staff of Pattimura corps company.

"Father," Adit greeted Donal.

"Yes, I." Donald smiled at the young man.

Donald put his body in a chair in front of Adit's desk. Adit stood up to let his boss sit in his chair. Donald rejected Adit's offer. He entered the room not as a superior. But as someone who considers Adit like his own son.

"Dit, I'm here to tell you something."

"Can I help you, sir?" Adit tidied up the way he sat.

"I have a relative who I had been offered for a scholarship to study in Malaysia. My cousin is a lecturer there, he is looking for five Indonesian students for a special lecture of employees. Of the few companies there are three companies that include their staff.

There was one in the notary community that included their staff. But after 50% of the staff turned out to be nominated by the candidate and chose to withdraw.

I want you to represent a scholarship company in Malaysia. I saw you on my wife's case. From there I'm sure of you."

"Pak offers the same to others. I don't deserve a scholarship yet."

"Think again, son. I'm waiting for your answer." Donald pat Adit on the shoulder. Leaving Adit's workspace.