Rangga's Beloved Wife
Pick up Bagas

Rangga walked out of the toy store. One of the men in black uniform followed Rangga from behind. A large box that covered his body.

"Den, who are these toys for?" ask Jaka.

"You don't ask too many questions. Just go inside his toys." said Rangga.

"Yes, den." - Jaka's whistle.

After Jaka put the toy in the car. Rangga gave the money to the driver.

"What's it made, den?" Jaka confused the boss gave the money two pieces of red.

"Ongkos grab or taxi" replied Rangga.

"Well, I'm not done." he's not done talking, the car in front of him has gas left him in the crowd.

"Den, Rangga why the hell! I'm just staying. Yes weslah, I just go home. Later if there is something he just said mas Rangga again kecantol widow have children. Until buying expensive toys. But maybe because she hasn't loved the child yet, yeah."

When your legs don't work like they used to before

And I can't sweep you off of your feet

Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love

Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks

And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70

And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23

And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways

Maybe just the touch of a hand

Oh me I fell in love with you every single day

And I just wanna tell you I am

So honey now

Take me into your loving arms

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars

Place your head on my beating heart

I'm thinking out loud

Maybe we found love right where we are

The song Thinking out loud by Ed Sheeran accompanied Rangga's journey to his school Bagas. Like a pubescent person who knows what, Rangga continues to sing non-stop. Maybe if he fell in love with a woman it would look natural. But what made him excited at this moment was a child he had just met.

Imagine a little boy hypnotizing Rangga. The 41-year-old felt a deep longing for a five-year-old. I don't know what made him so dear to Bagas. Like there is a magnet that attracts him want to know Bagas more deeply.

Some old school songs continue to spin, from thinking out loud, bohemian rapshody, and other foreign songs.

Author said: Maybe that's the name of the bond.

It's really not!

Alphard's car entered the kindergarten courtyard. Rangga glazed prepare to meet with bagas. The man came down near the fence of the classically accented school.

"Sir Rangga" said a young woman wearing a hijab.

"Yes, I'm here to pick up Bagas."

"Oh, Bagas didn't come in, sir. His mother went to the hospital. There was a family representative who came for permission."

"Om, go get Yusuf, yeah. Joseph wants to come. Mama said, Om told me to play at home." Rangga only looked at his nephew with a small smile.

"Sorry, suf. I can't stop by the house yet. You have business." refused Rangga.

I don't know why he even wants to know about Bagas' mother.

"Yusuf, Bagas said no to his mother's name."

"No idea, um. Bagas just call her Mother."

Rangga back to the car. Sometimes taking a deep breath. In the lyrics are some jumbo toys that will be presented to Bagas.

"I'll ask Mila. Maybe he knows?"

Rangga tried to contact Mila, just to ask about her mother Bagas. Honey, Mila can't be called. The man thought that Mila was busy. Back in place, occasionally releasing air from the oral cavity. The man started to start the engine of his car. Leaving the school grounds. The sky was beginning to cloud over, black clouds were clumping at one point.

A few moments later, the car stopped in front of Bagas' contract. Rangga was still sitting in his car. Not long after he came out near the contract area.

There was a woman who was sweeping in front of the front porch of the house Laras.

"Assalamualaikum." said.

"Waalaikumsalam," the woman replied to Rangga's greeting.

"Can I help you, mom?" ask the woman.

"I'm Rangga, I'm Bagas' friend."

"Charas's Theme?" the woman looked at Rangga from top to bottom.

"Yes, I'm a friend of Bagas's. There's baggage? you're his mother, yes. He said you're in the hospital."

"I'm Sasti, Bagas' friend as well. Yes his mother is sick, there is congenital asthma the same blood pressure goes down." explained Sasti.

"Can you please take me to see Bagas' mother. All I have is a gift for Bagas." Rangga walked to pick up some toys for Bagas.

Sasti glared at the sight of so many expensive toys. He saw Rangga's difficulty bringing finally moved to help. Sasti put the toy in front of the television.

Rangga was also invited into the house. Sasti offered the man a drink. Rangga only asked for water.

"I don't actually live here. But I pity that no one accompanies me. Yes, although Bagas seems to prefer to stay in the hospital." Sasti put a glass of water and biscuits in a jar of cans.

"Owh, yeah, where does Rangga know Bagas? I was quite surprised to find out Bagas had adult friends as well."

"From doctor Mila." Replied Rangga while sipping white water.

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"How's it going? did you find him?" said Raya while contacting someone.

"I got information she had a child, Mom. But I don't know if he's married again or not? one of my men is looking for where the address is."

"Find him until he can! I need his presence right now. Especially for the future of my son."

"Good, Mom." Mobile communication is over.

Holding up the phone, his smile grew. It was as if something was making him happy at this moment.

If Laras had a child, I'm sure it was another boy. She's barren, where she might get pregnant. But if indeed the child is the offspring of Rangga. I'll take custody to be the family successor.

I'm looking for Laras because he wants her to ask Rangga for talaq. So that my son can marry Camila. If I had not been rash to ask Laras to marry Rangga. It will be a different story. That regret always comes last.

Raya continues to monologue considering the status of her son. His desire to bring Mila and Rangga closer was huge. The 58-year-old woman imagined that the two were married and living happily. Because that's his greatest hope.