Rangga's Beloved Wife
The letter ...

Laras finished cooking rib soup at her husband's request. Feeling that his body smelled of meat he went back to cleaning himself, because he could not come to the office with a musty smell.

After a shower, she returned to the kitchen to move the soup and rice into the bushel. Then return to the room using her square hijab. After feeling beautiful in front of the glass, bouncing yourself to look perfect in front of her husband. Baras took his bag.

The position of the bag is above some files belonging to her husband. With the help of the chair above, hold his feet still sore.

"Alhamdulillah can" he exclaimed.

Braaaaac!

Some papers and papers also fell. Baras also cleaned up some scattered paper. After that, he returned the location. But before he went up, he focused on a letter.

"It looks like it's from the hospital." The barrel looks at the label above the letter.

"Well, this is a puskesmas near my house. How come you're here, huh? What did Rangga check there?"

Baras was still curious about the contents of the letter. But her plan came to a halt when she saw a message from her husband.

"Darling, you make it to the office. I got my men to pick me up, huh?"

"So, mas. Okay I'm waiting for the invitation. But I want you to pick me up."

"Sorry, darling pocket can't pick up. There will soon be a client from China coming. At once there is a cooperation conversation, so if you wait in the room alone."

"Yes, yes, then. I'm down first, afraid your men are downstairs.

Assalamualaikum, Mas Rangga."

"Waalaikumsalam, Miss Laras."

The barrel immediately prepared to go down, but the curiosity again interfered. Especially if it is not a letter from the puskesmas near the house.

"Did I read it a few times, huh? kan, Rangga must be a long meeting."

Baras sat in the corner of the bed, slowly he opened the contents of the letter. It seems that Laras was still afraid to read the contents of the letter, whether her husband was seriously ill, or maybe he was seriously ill.

Yes, God if there is a disease in me or in my husband. Please do not now we are separated by death. I love my husband and I'm sure Rangga is too. Allow me to feel the name pregnant, and have a child, let my husband accompany me until my son is born. I just hope that before I leave, I can see my mother-in-law accepting me with the presence of our son.

Bismillahs..

Baras prayed a little opening the contents of the letter. Although he was still overwhelmed with fear at the contents of the letter. With a steady Laras read the contents, long he responded to what the meaning of the doctor's description. Until he tried to click what the doctor meant by the word shift uterus.

Doctor's note:

Your wife experienced a fetal sac shift due to the accident. Where this shift can make the fetal pouch can not bear fruit. If one day your wife is pregnant, this uterine sac will not develop until nine months.

So I hope, immediately do the treatment early. Otherwise your wife won't be able to get pregnant."

Laras fell silent after his voice read the contents of the letter. His chest felt tight, as if being hit with a hammer many times. Her tears kept dripping down the letter that was still in her grasp.

"I . .. I can't give you a descendant of Rangga. I can't make you happy. I'm sorry, mas." The crying kept breaking.

Baras wiped his tears, he tried hard with everything he received. She got up to remember her promise to her husband to deliver lunch.

The sky still looked bright even though it still looked like a pile of snow covered the streets. The barrel stands in front of the apartment building. His eyes continued to search for the presence of the pickup car from his office.

"Mrs. Laracati?" Sapa a Japanese man.

(but sorry I can not come to the office. I have a little business, please say the same Mr. Rangga." )

"okay."

"This is a gift for my husband.(this is for my husband.")

Laras gave a bushel to the driver. A few moments later the car went to deliver a deposit from Laras.

His feet were moving in no direction. His mind was confused after reading the letter. Her feelings were completely chaotic, she felt useless to her husband. The words of the doctor he had read just now continued to ring in his mind. So great was her in-laws' hope that she could give them grandchildren. It is reflected in how Raya reacts when she knows her present state.

Tears keep melting. What if her in-laws knew, what if Mama Raya asked her to leave Rangga. All those thoughts keep rolling. She loves Rangga very much, she also does not want to be a widow when she is young. But he was sure that soon his life would be over.

The barrel anchored his body in a chair provided by the sidewalk. He kept daydreaming without realizing there were some people lurking about him.

Clique

"Why did you deliver the food? where's my wife?"

(Why are you delivering the food.Where is my wife?" )

"Sorry sir, your wife just left this. Looks like she didn't come. Excuse.

"Sorry sir, your wife just left this. Looks like he didn't come along. Excuse me."

After the driver left Rangga alone in the room. Rangga switched to taking his phone to contact Laras. However, many times he tried still not to be lifted.

Based on his tracking maps Laras is still at home. Rangga took his car keys to meet Laras. I don't know why he was afraid something would happen to his wife.

In the end, Rangga was in front of the apartment building. He quickly climbed up to the 5th floor where his room was located. Rangga stood in front of the door of his apartment room. Many times banged but no one opened it. Again he tracked his maps, based on his phone contact Laras was still inside the house.

"Oh Allah, why did Laras not open the door. Don't let anything happen to my wife. I'll pick up my phone."

"Aaaarrrrggh"

A loud running sound echoed in the corridor of the apartment. Rangga felt something happened to his wife inside. His body was standing at the reception.

"Sir, Mrs. Left the key here."

(Sir, Mrs Laras just left the key here)

"Key?"

Means Laras is not at home. Oh God, where are you?

Rangga's feet walked back to his apartment. Hose then he opened the room, initially wanted to break down. But his eyes were fixed on the letter that was in his hand.

"Don't ...."

"Brauuuu!"

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