Rangga's Beloved Wife
Past 2

A few years ago

The morning light showed the light. Light the sky from the darkness. Every single one of the most perfect living beings begins its time. Small barrel with passion to follow the activities of Mala, the mother who is busy mingon the material in the baking pan. The difference that was adopted by Laras was the toy that his mother bought. Mala looked at her daughter with a smile then before long she finished the dough and put it in the oven.

"Clearned!" Call Fajar, the brother.

"Yes, brother." Baras ran to approach the brother.

Fajar gave a gift to his sister. Who is not happy when given a gift. Laras received the gift while thanking his only sister.

"It's a big brother's gift, for a sister who went up in second grade."

"But I can't be a champion, brother."

Dawn smiled as she ruffled her hair. Indeed, he often heard from his school friends if he could not rank his parents did not give gifts. But the gift does not have to be a champion. Can form appreciation of the child in order to learn more vigorously.

"For your brother to be the champion of our hearts, Ras. Brother works so Laras can go to high school. I quit school to help my mom and dad."

Laras hugged tightly to her brother's waist. Because his body is only limited to the waist of the brother. Dawn returned his brother's embrace. Mala saw the sight shed her tears. He was happy that Fajar loved Laras another mother.

"Yes, mom!" The barn where his mother stood.

"This cake is ripe. Gifts for the mother's son who went to class." With a full expression of shade the woman who was then 27 years old invited her daughter to take a cake that had been cut.

"Nake?" Laras nodded happily. A piece of old sponge also entered his mouth. The barrel cuts some of the cake and is stored in a plastic container. Steps ran into a room in front of the front door. The entrance room has a poster of kurt Cobain.

"Sister." call him.

"Yes, Race." Sahut Fajar's.

"This is a cake for my sister. It's delicious, brother." Laras offered the cake he had prepared.

"This will make Laras. Special mom made it because you went to class."

"There are many, brother. Anyway this is for brother let his work spirit." Laras left her brother's room.

Dawn tells Mala and Laras to go to work. While Fauzan has gone to work since dawn to scavenge sustenance. Fauzan the father, working as a motorcycle taxi driver.His hand did not stop wiping his face.

That afternoon, Baras woke up. Because the school is still on holiday Laras chose to beleha-leha with the main barbie giving Dawn. For living standards Barbie doll barrel is an expensive item. In the past, when his mother was able to make a cake project, Laras was invited to the mall to buy clothes. But when he found out the price was expensive, he asked his mother to buy clothes in the market only.

The atmosphere of the house rame, the 8-year-old girl was astonished. What show is at his house. The sound of the mother's crying. Like a heart-wrenching cry. Laras heard his mother keep saying the name of the brother.

"Mom." Sapa Laras

"Clearned!" Mala's hug is still crying.

"What's up, ma'am?"

"Your brother, son, your brother is no more."

"I mean mom, what's wrong with Dawn?"

"Your brother was in an accident while delivering the gas. His car was hit by a train in bintaro. and .. and ...." Mala could not continue her story.

"And it exploded"

"Yahoooo!"

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In the present moment

Laras stood staring at his late mother's room. After Mala's funeral, Laras was visited by Raya to be invited to work at her home. But the girl was still hesitant about accepting her superior's offer. He was afraid that the people around him would consider him a matre. Though she had rejected Raya's offer to be Rangga's wife.

"Buck!" Call Eva a neighbor her age.

"Yes, Va." Baras wiped his face that looked puffy.

"You are patient, yes. Do not leave prayers for your father, Madam Mala and Dawn.  For the prayer of the son of God will keep them from the torment of the fire of hell. You also have to look ahead, don't dissolve in sadness."

"Thank you, Va. You are my friend, you are always there when I need you."

Eva chuckled at Laras' praise "But if you need money don't be like me. I want to have money too."

"But you're not taught to make cakes. It could be your capital, lo. You know, Va, if I'm lazy to help mom, she'll say "Liat ya Eva. He can make a good cake." You can do it, Va. Don't think I'm the one who made my customer run away."

Eva just smiled wryly, there was a bad taste because it was used as a comparison tool. But Eva believes Mala's mother's intention is to get Laras motivated to learn.

"Well, is something coming?"Call mom Ida.

Barrel and Eva out of the room. They found guests who came to visit. Looks like some of his fellow OB friends are coming. Laras still greeted them kindly, seeming Maya also joined the group.

Maya just hides behind, she's embarrassed to meet Laras. Since then, Maya has become an OB. Lucky she was not fired by Raya, because said Raya she considered Maya's performance.

Maya chose to sit on the floor because she was still ashamed of her attitude towards Laras. Some OB friends whispered aloud seeing Maya's attitude. Baras came to Maya who was still pensive outside.

"Mad Maya, let's go inside." Bring Laras.

"I'm ashamed, Race. I'm wrong with you a lot."

"Sister, I'm sorry brother. It is precisely the words of my brother yesterday made me realize that I cannot be spoiled. Yeah, maybe it's because of the effect I'm the youngest so it looks spoiled." Answer Laras.

Maya hugs Laras, the incident she did to Laras apparently also befall her daughter. When Maya meets her son's school, she gets word that her son is told to clean the toilet until it's locked from the outside. Wc air that has no pentillation also makes the child difficult to breathe. Lucky someone found out when they wanted to go to WC.

"I'm sorry, Ras. I am envious to see you are new but close to Bu Raya. As for us, just chatting with Bu Raya was disinclined." Adu Maya's.

"Laras" Seemed a graceful-looking man coming with a young woman.

"Mom, Raya." Laras and Maya greet Raya in turn.

"Mom, give me time. I still have a lot to take care of." Please Laras. She was not feeling well when Raya again invited her to work with them.

"I gave you my time, two days ago. You also did not use it to consider my request. And I'm asking you to come with me now. Sorry if I forced. I just want to help you, Ras. Said Rangga you're a close friend of Ina's. It's my son, so you're also my family."

"So you already know about me and Ina." Raya nodded.

Raya remembers all night when the phone call with Rangga. He reported hiring someone in the apartment where Rangga lives now. When Raya informed about the name of ART that will take care of her apartment. Rangga asked the mother to treat Laras well. Because Laras is Ina's dear friend.

We've arrived." Raya called as their car reached the front of Donal's residence.

Lani brought the car down first. Without greeting or helping Laras, the woman simply gawked in. Raya sees a car in front of her, she guesses that her in-laws are coming.

"Come, Race." Ajak Raya's.

Raya and Laras enter the house. He greeted the in-laws who were sitting on the sofa.

"Mama" Raya and Gladys were in a deep silence.

Looks familiarity both seem to dismiss rumors that in-laws and daughter-in-law can not get along. Raya also introduced Laras as a new Art in their home.

"This is Laras, ma. He'll work here until Rangga gets home." Raya Clearly.

"Why wait for Rangga to come home?"

"So she'll be ART Rangga in the apartment." Add Raya.

"Not one. Love two or three ART, if only both are not good." Gladys' advice to his son-in-law.

"Yes too, yeah, ma."

Gladys stood near the barrel. He looked at the girl from top to bottom. As if feeling devaju threw it at a familiar figure. Unfortunately, Gladys refused to strengthen his memory. The 71-year-old woman chose to interrogate her young ART.

"Sit down" he said politely.

Barrel sat on the couch. His gaze was timid because the look on Gladys' face looked jutek.

"Whose name are you, pretty?"

"Larasati, Madam."

"Don't call me madam. Just call me Oma."

"Yes, Oma."

"How old are you?"

"20 years, oma."

Gladys just smiled looking at Laras' attitude. Then he asked bi Asti, senior assistant to deliver Laras to the room which is still in the form of a warehouse.

"Tock me in the barn, bik"

"This used to be Oma Maria's assistant room. Oma Maria's favorite assistant, even had time in reserve as a prospective daughter-in-law. He had dated Donald but only oma approved of him. That is the love of different castes."

"How did the woman come to be?" Ask Laras.

"No idea, Race. Probably killed himself once. Fitly they want to marry, Mr. Donald even forced to marry each other women. The other woman is her non-Lani mother."

"Oooooo-o... Yeah, I cleaned up the barn first, yeah, bik."

"We clean the same, Ras. Honestly when I see you, I remember someone."

Barrel and Bi Asti cleaning the warehouse. Move some items in the right position. For almost an hour they were struggling with thick dust and cobwebs. She cleaned herself in the bathroom near the kitchen.

The time showed at 17:50, Adzan also reverberated. It is time to perform the duties to the creator. Laras took ablution, saying he heard the voice of someone calling him.

"Glass!" The owner of the voice.

In a hurry he ran to the location of the sound source in the middle room.

Lani looks stylish, like a queen. Laras looked at Lani's thick makeup and overly sexy clothing style.

"You take care of Zayn, my son! I want to go to a cafe with friends." Lani immediately ran without hearing a rebuttal from Laras.

"Where are you, Lani." Gladys appears before Lani exits the house door.

"Buddle with friends, Oma. I stay at home, every day taking care of the baby. Bored!"

Gladys just shook his head looking at his granddaughter's behavior. Since childhood, Lani was very spoiled, even looked arrogant. Gladys thought after marriage her grandson would change. Apparently not, she even heard that Lani likes to fight her husband.  Gladys knows what made her son-in-law divorce Lani.

"You're a mother, Lani. A mother's job is to take care of her child, not to wander the night, let alone play to the cafe. Are you aware of this kind of thing that made Toni divorce you? Did the incident of incline arisan not make you deterred? Why is it like this, son? Where's Oma's submissive grandson?"

"Oma! I know, yes! Toni should be grateful. His degrees are lifted equally papa. Sent to school, given educational facilities, and work at a well-known Private Hospital. I married her for pity. He kept me even though I refused many times. If he divorces me, it means he doesn't want to live well and I don't want to live poor!"

"One thing you should know! I'm the one who divorced Toni, not her!"

Gladys shook his head again. He kept massaging his chest looking at his grandson's behavior. Very different from grandchildren who always respect others. To the extent that he thinks Lani's nature is declining from whom? because Mama Lani is polite.

After Lani's departure, the middle-aged woman even threw her body on the sofa. Still massaging his chest looking at his grandson's attitude. The barrel went straight to Gladys. Find out what her employer needs.

"Oma why?" Soluble Sahut.

"Oma don't papa, son. Please take oma to the room. Oma wants a break." The barrel swept Gladys towards the middle-aged woman's room.

"Oma if you are upset or there is a problem trying to pray. Sorry if I was sassy, Oma. I'm just giving advice." Gladys smiled hearing Baras' words.

You remind me of someone, son.