Rangga's Beloved Wife
I'm sorry

Laras and Rangga sit in front of the ICU room. Both dissolve in their minds. Rangga leaned his head on the dashboard of the long table. His eyes closed for a moment, crashing a feeling of tightness in the chest. His net turned to the woman beside him. His head lowered like there was a heavy regret. A small sound from her little lips. Rangga again rested his head on the seat dashboard. Breathe in the air for a moment.

"You remember, Race. Back when we weren't married, I saw there was a motherly side to you. How do you adapt to the twins and their newborn siblings. How the oma always assures me that she won't choose wrong." Rangga paused his words while looking towards Laras.

"The line I know is not a stubborn figure. Wasn't it when there was nothing with Ina you were always sprightly. Wasn't it when Angel attacked Ina, you were always ahead. But why on your own son you become the retarded one. Why are you involving Bagas in your selfishness."

"You should have thought of this, too, Mom. Why am I to blame? have you ever heard of my feelings, Mas., didn't you? in your eyes I was always wrong. At your eyes I was always the bad one. Your eyes are always right."

"Ras, I'm not taking your side. When have I never listened to your feelings? when mama maksa you get pregnant fast, am I against your wishes? when you ran away from home in Japan, did I blame you? No, Ras.

I've always supported whatever you want, Ras. That's all I do because I love you. And now you're saying I don't understand how you feel. What do you want?"

Rangga felt that he had been a good husband for Laras. He never once was rude to his wife. Rangga felt his heart ache at the sadness of Laras. But why did Laras still accuse him of being inconsiderate. Because of her mother. Ah, if Rangga can be frank with Laras about his plan. But that's what he's holding. He wanted to teach his mother a lesson. It sounds evil, but once he finds out a lot of his mother's crimes. Rangga was again struck by a storm.

"If I haven't qualified your dream husband. I'm sorry, I've tried to be a good husband to you. Even if it's not good in your eyes."

I heard the ICU door open. Baras and Rangga stood up. Of course they want to know the situation Bagas. The doctor looked out with a calm face.

"So, what about our son?" ask Rangga.

"Alhamdulillah, his condition has stabilized. Your son has just a normal fever. We have given the best treatment. Today he can already be brought home." explained the doctor.

"Alhamdulillah" they said simultaneously.

"Mas, Alhamdulillah Bagas is okay." said Laras looks carefree. Rangga just smiled a little. He also walked away from Baras.

The barrel takes out one bottle of mineral drink. She handed a bottle to her husband.

"Mas, drink first. I see you look tired. Drink first, let's let it be fresh a little."

Rangga took a bottle of mineral drink and opened it. They were facing each other on a wall near the ICU. While Bagas' son-in-law in the family from the ICU. Rangga looked at Laras while chugging the drink.

"I know you're still mad at me, Mom. I realized it was too childish all along. Too carried away by emotions, especially regarding the past of me and Bagas. I'm sorry, Mas." The sound of the barrel sobbed.

Laras just kept his head down. He understood that Rangga's disappointment must have been very deep. His hands continued to fold, without realizing Rangga was already in front of him.

"Ras, I beg you one last time. Don't be like this, if there's a problem discussed with a cool head. Not by blurring. Now you see, the consequences.

I'm your husband, Ras. If my wife does and I can't educate her. Then I will suffer a painful torment."

Laras raised his chin His gaze straight ahead, staring at the figure before him. Their distance was so close, Laras felt the roar of breath belonging to Rangga. Once again he felt a strong heartbeat while he was nearby.

The flashback

Eight years ago

"Clearned!"

The girl turned her head and smiled as she approached the owner of the voice.

"Sister Rangga? when do you come back from Japan?"

"So morning. You see Ina don't you?" Tanya Rangga started to pry information.

Laras shook his head "Why don't you go straight home?"

"Ina ran away from home, Ras. He caught aunty Kania dating Dodo."

"What, brother! Ina ran away from home?" Laras was shocked to hear the news from Rangga.

"So wait here, yeah. I'll be absent first. We're looking for the same Ina." Barrel was in a hurry to get into the campus.

They entered the car together. The barrel is so difficult when pairing the car belt. Staircase with fastidious pairing of car seat belts. Rangga passed through Laras body making the woman beat fast.

Ever since Junior High, ever since I knew Ina, I've loved her. But I know his heart is only for an Ina.

Oh my God if Rangga's not for me. Give him one that resembles himself.

Flashback off

Some time Rangga and Laras brought Bagas back to the apartment. Laras was surprised that his belongings were already in Rangga's apartment. He remembered the word of his rented mother that Rangga had already said goodbye. He was not pleased with his neighbor.

"Why didn't you tell me you moved my stuff here?" tanya Laras cleaned up some items that were still piled up.

"Didih, you're like that, like a girl, Mas. Not funny." Laras also crammed.

"Kok, you are?" Rangga was surprised that Laras was involved.

"I'm your wife. Wife is a reflection of husband."

"Pinter is sniffing it." Rangga pinched his wife's cheek.

"Mas, what are you doing?" Laras was nervous as Rangga locked his room.

"You fix everything. To be your dream husband. But I'm not the Joseph whose looks make the Zulaika fall in love. But I am Rangga Baratayudha, who is in love with Larasati."

"Mas, it's still late afternoon, Lo. don't be weird."

"Hmmm .. means I have to give punishment to you, Race."

"Punishment? what wrong?" Laras is confused.

"The punishment for making her husband lonely." replied Rangga steadily.

"Lonely mas? in the house and office of rame lo."

Rain falls on the earth. Including wetting the apartment where they live. Cold air that is very felt, making a sensation for both. For a second they looked at each other in the net. Occasionally smiling shyly, Rangga's hand began to touch the tip of the Hijab Laras. Even the shadow of their sweet memories that accompanied the journey of love, made them return to release a smile.

Forget everything they've been through lately. Forgetting all the turmoil they've ever felt. With the intention of opening a new page.

"Ras," Rangga gave his best treatment.

"Yes, my mom." Laras felt her halal sensation on her husband's lap.

Rangga opened the hijab worn by Laras. Then put his wife on the bed.

"We started all over again, baby. We will fight together for the future of Bagas. And ..." Rangga paused his words.

"And what, mas?"

Rangga approached Laras' ear "we Bagas friend." Laras did not understand the direction of Rangga's speech "Friends?"

The flash of lightning in the sky, was like the test of love they were facing right now. They may also meet him in the future. By loving and accepting each other. Both Rangga and Laras are convinced that their love will not fall even in a storm.

"Ras, let's give you Bagas." Rangga started to do the action.

Tok tok tok tok

Rangga nagged in his heart. Just starting there's a bully. Baras asked her husband to open the door. While she justifies her clothes.

"What's wrong?" said Rangga put on his face.

Mbak Ajeng looked at his employer who only wore training pants and Rangga's plain body. Instantly he swallowed his saliva looking at the scene for free.

"Ajeng," Rangga's slightly loud voice startled him.

"Eh yes, sir. Sorry for Bagas nyari madam. He does not want to eat if he is not bribed by the mistress" Ajeng reported.

"I'll be there, ma'am." replied Laras.

After Ajeng's departure, Rangga asked Laras to postpone to Bagas' room.

"Honey, go to Bagas' room later. I still miss you." Rangga Whine.

"You don't love the same Bagas?" ask Laras.

"Darling, dong. He's not my son's the fruit of our love."

"Well, if you love us, accompany Bagas in the room. Poor thing he just got home from the hospital. We can love you anytime, right? Origin...."

"What dear?"

"It's okay, ma'am. You're wearing clothes, ashamed of Bagas." Barrel left his room.