Rangga's Beloved Wife
Go home to Indonesia

Five years later

The sound of the children coming out of the classroom was loud. Some of them sat on the bench waiting for an invitation. Some choose to play in the front yard of school.

A boy was standing on a swing chair. His eyes revolved around him. His hand reached into his device. Like something was waiting for him.

"It must be busy again" he lamented.

Since her mother worked in the office, she often got late for an invitation. Sometimes he would ride a motorcycle at his school. Even if you arrive home always in wejang so you do not go home alone.

"Don't go home by yourself, gas. What if you get kidnapped?" omel Laras on his only son.

"Since the old mother picked him up." replied Bagas while snacking on his astor chocolate.

Barrel hugged his son's body. The fight to get to this point is not easy. He opened a pecel shop in front of his contract. From there his income supported Bagas. When Bagas was one year old, Laras tried to attend college on Saturday. College that night often makes it on the women's stamp is not true. Even though he had hijab, there was still a discord for him.

Up to two years ago Laras completed his education well, although not a graduate with a cumlaude higher. He has already got the money to find work. While waiting for work call Laras still continue his pecel sales business. One year later, he was accepted into a small company. That is what is currently supporting his life with Bagas.

"I'm sorry, mommy, son. Mommy has to work for Bagas school, to be able to buy Bagas toys."

"Bagas is not angry. Mother just work so Bagas can buy toys kayak Yusuf's. He often brought his school toys. His mother Yusuf also worked, who picked up his Joseph budenya." Bagas story.

Barrel just smiled a little. His hand held Bagas' round body, for Bagas' age included the bongsor. But that's not an obstacle for Laras. Whatever he's gonna do for Bagas' happiness.

Bagas' daydreams scatter when he hears a car horn. His face only looked flat when he knew who was picking him up. A woman in white clothes got out of the black car. A little bit of the woman's armpit was carrying a bag.

"Bude doctor," he said cheerfully.

Bagas ran up to the woman called the doctor bude. Of course the focus is with the crackle that the woman carries. His smile was wide open when he knew the contents of the crackle.

"Thank you bude," Bagas replied as he opened the colorful brown.

"Bagas, you're bude?" take Camila.

"where?"

"Bude friend, just came from Japan. So bude wants to pick him up. Bagas wants to come. This is bude call your mother yes, let's get permission." Camila pulled out her phone before long.

"Ras, I took Bagas to the airport, huh? because my fiancee today wants to go back to Indonesia."

"Don't you bother the doctor?"

"My doctor would like to talk to Bagas first?" pinta Baras's.

The phone has also switched in Bagas' hands. The five-year-old boy attached a flat object to his earlobe.

"Bagas listen to mother, later do not ask much as bude doctor, yes. Bagas can ask for just the same mother.get it!"

"Ngerti mother's. So Bagas can come with the doctor's bude?"

"By, just remember the mother's message earlier. Don't like begging."

"Yes, mother. Bagas karen sama mama."

"Mother also love Bagas. Mm-maha!"

Soekarno - Hatta international airport.

A man seemed to be busy with his car while getting off the plane. His footsteps walked quickly, his steps entering the luggage room. After nearly three years in Japan following treatment for his paralysis. While his eyes get a donor from a relative of one of the doctors in a Japanese hospital.

"The ladder!"

A middle-aged woman approached her. The woman walked behind him. Rangga smiled after the woman he called the mother. The mother accompanied him during his treatment in Japan.

"Sorry, Ma. Rangga forgot that mom came along."

"You are young already forgetful." Kekeh Raya ruffled her son's hair.

"Yuk, yeah. She said Mila would pick me up." Raya walked ahead of Rangga.

Rangga breathed a heavy sigh. Somehow he was less excited to hear the name Mila. Her mother was too eager to get closer to Mila.

Looks like I have to go to Laras's parents. I need to know why Laras left our marriage.

Ras, you know I still love you.

Rangga sat in the luggage room waiting for his goods to come down. Raya said she went home first because she had been picked up by her husband's driver. He also asked Rangga to take care of the luggage.

"Who does Rangga go home with?"

"Sama mila. already yes, mama left first. I just told you the guy's coming."