Rangga's Beloved Wife
This morning ...

We can shine through every life choice we make in life. Whether in terms of education, career or work, and the choice of dreams and ideals. Every woman can be a formidable figure through every life choice taken.

All choices have risks that one must enjoy. Be it a bad or good risk that comes. Especially for a woman who has a good job, a career that is increasing and a network that is starting to be organized. However, deciding to resign and choose to stay at home alone, being a wife and mother for the family is a bold step.

After the evening prayer one hour before dawn. Laras cleaned the kitchen, prepared breakfast for her son and husband. Because this morning he'll come to the office to submit his resignation. It is not easy to decide to resign.

After the reflection at the house Sasti at that time, Laras thought a lot about himself that did not escape stubbornness. Even he realized that the peak of all this was himself.

"It's just hardiness when he and Nature are a lot in about. Until he ran away from home, until nature in prison. But eventually their struggle was sweet.

Stupidly I didn't learn from Ina. That effort does not betray results.

I miss Ina. I usually spill all my heart on him."

After completing all the housework. Although there is a Ajeng who does everything. Barrels keep cooking for her son and husband. For him it is the duty of mother and wife.

Azan dawned after Laras finished all his work. He got up to take the water. He was about to open the curtain door, but he broke it down. Looking out there is still dark.

His residence is on the edge of town. Where if the night can only see flickering car lights from above. It used to be newly married and in boyong Rangga to the apartment. He often saw the sight. Especially if Rangga is overtime and comes home at night. The view can be an entertainment in itself.

"Back up morning prayers." Laras wakes her sleeping husband.

"Hoaaaam, what time, baby?" Rangga still collected his life.

"A half six. He said he'd take me to the office."

"Gosh... Why don't you wake me up?" Rangga was shocked.

"Sorry, mom. You were so good at sleep. I can't wake up. Especially after last night."

"Ehmmm ... why was it last night? less savings?" Rangga seduces his wife.

"What the hell, Mas. You took a shower, Mas. I'm going to check on Bagas. Wake up yet. He usually wakes up at dawn." Rangga held his wife's body. This time Laras was already above Rangga's thigh.

"Mas, I've had a shower. Don't be weird." Rangga laughed looking at the sour face of Laras. Rangga released his hand which wrapped around Laras waist.

"Mother," Bagas' voice sounded in front of the door.

Laras and Rangga opened their room door. Seeing the son was dressed in Muslim clothes complete with pecinya.

"Bagas is praying at dawn?"

"Already mother. Good this is just mom and dad's son."

"Mother, is it possible to enter school today. Bagas bosen at home continue."

"Sorry, son. Today you have not been able to enter school.The condition of your body has not been healed. Tomorrow, son." Bagas just looked down listlessly. Rangga felt unable to see Bagas' reaction.

"No, mas. Bagas is still limp and pale. When he's really healthy, he's just going to school." Answer Laras steadily.

"Mother since staying here is very chatty." lamented Bagas.

"So long ago, she was this big, gas?" ask Rangga.

"No, yeah. Mother used to be gentle. Rarely angry. Now since I met my mother's father so chatty. Just as chatty as Eva's aunt." replied Bagas.

"Already, mas. You get ready, I'm going to the office. Oh yes I've cooked. Have breakfast first." Laras walked ahead of her husband. She didn't want to have breakfast with her husband. But after cooking Laras was already hungry. Until he finally ate first.

......................

The company PARMALEX Corps.

Jihan held a meeting to discuss the matter of her enemy's company. For Jihan, Laras was already a traitor, without giving anyone else the chance to talk Jihan had already made her own decision.

Sasti who heard that was of course shocked. He's sure Laras isn't like that. He knows Laras who still sells pecel while in college, while the mother of children, also lives without a husband. Sasti believes Jihan misunderstood. He ventured to see Jihan to explain everything.

"Sorry, Mom. Can we talk?"

"Please," Jihan invited Sasti to sit in her room.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"I want to talk about Laras, ma'am" he replied timidly.

"What's the latest information about Baras?" Sasti saw the face of Jihan look flat. No Jihan is as friendly as ever.

"I'm sorry, I have to explain the real issue. That Laras is not the traitor you accuse. I have known Baras since I was in college. Laras lives in a small rented only two by Bagas. Her husband was in an accident and in a coma. She fought alone raising Bagas."

"Cool the story. Smart you nag, you know who Laras' husband, Rangga Baratayudha, son of successful businessman, Donal Pattimura. You know that family is our company's enemy. And now he's coming into our company. For what else if not to infiltrate and destroy the company."

Sasti still did not understand Jihan's attitude. There was a heavy sigh from the young lady's lips. He has explained the truth. But it seemed like his superior was still in the blindfold of his heart.

"I'm not making up, Mom, I'm telling the truth. Barrels are not what I'm accusing you of. He's not a traitor, he's working here to provide for his son. She met her husband just this week, too, Mom." Sasti is still trying to convince Jihan.

"You were defending Laras. How much are you paid? if you still defend the traitor. I'll fire you!" threaten Jihan.

"Mother, you want to fire me, please! I am happy to leave this company. I am not afraid, because my sustenance has been arranged. Excuse me!" Jihan was silent at Sasti's words. Sasti defended Laras. But the other side said the sense of disappointment in Laras.

"Assalamualaikum," a greeting sounded in front of the door of his room.

A woman came to Jihan. The woman was not alone, she came with a man.

"Mom, Jihan," said the woman.