Rangga's Beloved Wife
Wake up from the coma

Nine months later...

Until now I still try to respect Bude Endang as my father's brother. Even though he knew his status was only hitchhiking at dad's house. But the attitude of his two children often can not be tolerated. like Ratna and Najwa, often wake up during the day, when I was struggling to wake up before dawn preparing for sales. They've been living in my house for months. Many neighbors complained about Ratna's behavior who was a hobby of debt here and there. Najwa likes to take a man when I'm not home. Bude Endang did not seem to try to reprimand his son. He was still being nonchalant when the neighbors complained about my two cousins.

Should I expel, while bude Endang said, the house was built on mother's money, but the land belongs to my grandfather, where he feels he still has rights with the land. He said they belonged to their big family. I don't know I don't really understand.

Neither father nor mother ever told the genealogy of the grandfather's family. Most there is a family of mothers who used to gather in a village called Muara aman, one of the remote villages of the city of Bengkulu. It was also last invited there in fifth grade SD. And he said that the old had died, while the young were already on a breakup in search of a better life. But if it's from my father's family, honestly no one I know. Except for my grandfather, the last one we met when I was kindergarten. There's not much I remember about them. Because from the time my father died until my mother died there were no relatives of the father who came.

Back to my story.

Until now, I do not know the news of Rangga. If he's not sure I heard the news. But until now I don't know what it's like.

a couple of years ago I tried to book a ticket to Japan. But what happened ATM card and my account was blocked by the mama Raya. some time ago I heard the news that Ina was still in Indonesia. I want to ask them for help.

But I'm ashamed, isn't every household matter including the realm of privacy. Not good too in the umbar. God, what should I do now.

"Bag,"

"Yes, bude."

"I've been here for months and never seen your husband come home?"

"He's on medication, bude."

"Your parents?"

"They were accompanying my husband bude. My husband's in a coma."

"God's Mass, Baras. So they're ignoring you, son."

"Oh my God, be your in-laws, yes."

"They're good people, Bude. Otherwise, they might want to marry their son to a poor girl like me. It's just that right now my condition is not possible to come along."

"But, Race. said Eva..."

"Eva said what, Jude?"

"Ah, it's okay, bude pray first, yes." Bude Endang left Laras preparing the materials for tomorrow's trade.

Laras sat on his bedroom chair staring at the reddish-colored sky. Children playing in small times behind his house. Long time he looked at the activities of these children.

How are you, mas? how are you doing now? I hope it's okay. If you are healthy, go home. We miss you so much, me and our future son are so eager to see you.

Baras rubbed his tears that kept dripping. Her chest feels tight. Several times he tried to visit his father-in-law's residence. It was as if they were never home.

For a moment Laras tried to stand up, his stomach was already enlarged.

But--------- but

clique

A footstep into a room. The steps followed by the glare of the owner of the eye. No sound was heard, only the sound of a computer machine beating next to the patient. No one is looking after the patient.

In that room was a man who was still fighting against death. His body was covered with medical equipment. A moment later, a couple entered the room. They are always waiting for a miracle. There has been no change in a few months, even a few times to move places.

The patient is currently being treated with personal care. Of course with complete facilities from the hospital, they also hired five nurses.

A patient who closed his eyes. Her delicate hand held the hand wrapped around the infusion rope. His thread of tears flowed back on his smooth face. The thread that had dried a while ago is now back down. Especially if she hopes her son wakes up quickly.

"You've been asleep for nine months, son, you've been like this nine months. God, if you would let go of my son, I would be sincere. Don't you torture my son like this." cried Raya as she stroked her son's hair.

"Ma, papa asked us to pick up Laras. For the sake of Rangga's healing." Persuade Donal.

"No! until whenever I don't want Laras back here. He had already left Rangga, that meant that he was already indifferent to Rangga's state."

"How could he know Rangga's situation if you shut him down. You blocked his account.

What if later Rangga woke up asking for the whereabouts of his wife. Think about it, Raya!"

"That's because he can't be expected. He's barren can't give us grandchildren."

gusar Raya's.

Donald pulled his wife out of the room. It is unethical to speak in front of the sick.

"But--"

"I did lift the boy out of poverty. But when after she became my daughter-in-law, she didn't obey me anymore. From the beginning I warned her to check her fertility. I'm not young anymore, Mom. It could be that at any time God calls me, I just want to see my granddaughter born that's all wrong with my wishes. Wrong, mas?"

"You're not wrong, Raya. But the way you convey your wishes is wrong. Nothing is instant, everything needs a process. Time after the accident he desperately needed support, but you cornered him instead. All women want to get pregnant, Raya. I never asked you to get pregnant again."

"Mas, why do you keep defending Laras? is it because he's Mala's son? the woman you once loved. Is that why you love Laras so much? answer, mas."

"Why did you bring Mala anyway? it has nothing to do with him."

"There was. Because that's the main reason I started hating Laras. Because he's the son of Kumalasari, the woman you're still secretly attending. You don't think I know about your meeting, huh!"

While in the room the guard sisters ran out. "Mother, den Rangga's convulsing."

"Oh Allah, Rangga!" peekik Raya

"His hand moves, ma." cried Donal.

"Ma, pa, Laras .. Where am I? why is it so dark."