Rangga's Beloved Wife
Stay by my side

The sun greets the earth with the warmth of its rays. The chirping birds do not want to lose welcome the arrival of a new day. There was the sound of a motorbike engine racing to break the silence of dawn. All the creatures stared at the beautiful day that was full of meaning.

The chirping of birds splitting the morning silence is accompanied by a golden yellow light that makes us wake up from a dream. Even the cold morning breeze seems to increase our spirit to start the day, it feels so fresh and comfortable. Not to be outdone even small dew, trying to attract our attention by emitting a beautiful shine.

Morning air that still penetrates the heart, making both eyes reluctant to start the conversation. Especially when the sun is still shy, to bring out its rays and visible dew is dancing on fresh leaves. But excited footsteps began to break the silence, and various activities began to arrive in the morning fun.

Slowly Baras opened his eyes. Still vaguely looking around him. Over time it was clear if he was in a room. Laras tried to remember what place it was in at the moment. His hands rested on his head, still feeling heavy. But his net turned round when there was a handsome figure before his eyes. That face is still beautiful. Sontak Laras stroked the scar on the left cheek of the man. Slowly his hands went through every curve of the man's face. Without realizing it a hand was dragging his waist tighter.

"Bag,"

"Hmmm..." Rangga answered but closed his eyes.

"Are you awake?" laras lirih.

"Darling," Rangga brought his face closer to Laras. Of course, it makes the woman more wrong.

"Eh.. anu.. mas .. that." Laras tries to escape from Rangga. But Rangga is not his name if he does not give up. Rangga quickly pulled his chin Laras enjoying the beautiful lips of his wife. The memory also turned back to how they lived the beauty of marriage first. Baras's eye flick still implies astonishment.

"Oh my God, why am I here?" Baras immediately got up from his bedroom bed.

"Darling," Rangga tried to restrain Laras.

"Mas, Which bagas?" tanya Laras remembered her only son.

"Darling, you calm down. Bagas is in his new room. Now I want to let go of longing for you."

"But, mas. Bagas must be looking for me." Laras went out of the room looking for where his son was.

"Darling," Rangga followed where the wife was walking.

"Is this Bagas' room? or this? Bagas, where are you, son?" The barrel continued to walk following the hallway of the room. Rangga was only speechless to see the attitude of Laras who ignored him.

"Mother," looked a small figure standing dashingly in his school shirt.

Laras immediately scattered to the little body of the son only wayangnya. As if a longing shackled her, her hands never took off from her son's thin hair.

"Take anywhere, son. Mother misses everything Bagas. You don't stay away from Mother." Barrel broke his body, his eyes looking from top to bottom.

"Mother, Bagas' new room is huge. The walls have a lot of pictures of the moon. The word mbak was a picture of the Solar System. Mommy want to see?" Bagas pulled Laras into the room.

"Well, if it's dark, the ball can turn on itself." Bagas was busy showing off his new room to his bunda.

"Don't you say what's the same dad?" Laras leads Bagas to Rangga.

"Dad?"

"Bagas forgot last night the promise call me by what name?" Ranggah tried to remind.

"Bagas? didn't Bagas always ask about dad. Now Bagas' father is in sight."

Bagas still felt frightened to see Rangga.

"Mother, we go home, yuk. Bagas is afraid."

Rangga was surprised it was not that easy Bagas accepted him. The man approached Bagas, but still his small figure did not want to approach Rangga.

"Mas, I don't think I can be here." Laras carrying Bagas left Rangga.

"Ras," again Rangga held Laras. He doesn't want to be helped anymore.

"Sorry, mom. I can't stay here yet, if Bagas's condition is quite acceptable. I can just accept you again."

"Please don't go again, Ras. I beg you to stay by my side." beg Rangga to Laras.

Laras drowned. This moment has been long awaited. But his heart was in a dilemma to see Bagas' attitude to reject Rangga. Though what makes him afraid is not Rangga, but Raya.

"Sorry, mom. In the meantime, Bagas is more important to me."

Barrel returned to Rangga's room. Take his clothes off. Long time he looked at the atmosphere of the room. When he woke up he did not pay much attention to the contents of his room. The net revolves around when the wedding photo is clearly displayed in the room. Both of his hands clenched while holding back his tears that soaked his face.

Her footsteps revolved around their wedding room. A room that has many sweet memories, a room where happiness is always present in his life. Rangga has never treated himself badly. His feet stopped in a closet. Their wedding dresses are still well-groomed in the closet. Nothing has changed, only time has changed. His feet felt weak.

"Mother," the voice was heard calling out to him from outside.

"Yes, son," Baras poked his head behind the door.

"Bagas wants to go to school first. Om Rangga said there was a driver who took me."

"Oh, yes. Mother wants to take a shower first. Mommy's gonna pick up Bagas, yeah." Bagas nodded then greeted the bundle. Rangga stood not far from Bagas just passed by.

"Do I want to leave this house again?" his inner.

After leaving Bagas for school, Laras cleaned himself. He is not currently in his in-laws' house. But they were staying in Rangga's apartment. Barrel wrapped his body with white face. Dhuha prayer as a duty of Muslims. At least the remains are treated if complaining to the almighty.

Allahumma innad-duhaa'a duha'uka wal baha'a baha'uka wal jamaala jamaaluka wal quwwatuka wal-quudrota qudratuka wal 'ismata 'ismatuka

Allaahumma in kana rizqii fis-sama'i fa anzilhu, wa in kana fil ardi fa akhrijhu, wa in kana mu'assiran fa yassirhu, wa in kaana haraaman fa tahhirhu wa in kana ba'iidan fa qarribhu bi haqqi duha'ika wa bahaa'ika wa jamaalika wa quwwatika wa quudratika, aatinii maa ataita 'ibaadakash-shalihiin.

It means: "O Allah, that the time is Your time, that beauty is Your beauty, that beauty is Your beauty, that power is Your strength, that power is Your power, that power is Your power, and that protection, Your protection."

O Allah, if the sustenance is still in the heavens, lower it and if it is in the earth, expel it, if it is difficult to ease it, if it is unclean, if it is still near, the blessing of the dhuha time, of majesty, of holiness, your beauty, strength and power, bestow upon us all that You have bestowed upon Your righteous servants."