Rangga's Beloved Wife
Surprise to you

Time goes on, the rotation of the sun still faithfully illuminates the earth. Moments of time seemed to catch up quickly. And it doesn't feel like it's twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Laras felt his activities continued to lead him relentlessly.

After taking Bagas to school, Laras meets Ina who is taking Joseph to school. He knew Ina's reaction was still ignoring him, but Laras still greeted the woman he had been friends with since Junior High.

"How are you, Na?" sapa Laras's.

Ina did not even try to stare at Laras. There was a sense of tightness tucking in Laras' heart. She misses Ina's joy so much, she also misses the times when Ina always tells her all the problems.

"Good." Still in a troubling attitude.

"Thank God." I heard a very heavy breath.

"Mas, please take me to the office." Ina calls Raka who is her driver.

"You work in an office now, Na."

Ina just walked by leaving Laras. There was no cheerful or friendly figure as he knew it. Baras tried to hold back his tears, but failed. In the car, Baras shed his tears. The pictures of their memories prove that all that lives story.

"Mom is okay?" Tanya Adit who sent Rangga to pick Laras up at Bagas school.

"It's okay, dit." Laras' voice still sounded heavy.

"Oh yeah, dit. He said the fire villa, yes. How can? why what?" Ask Laras.

"I don't know, Mom. I just fit in to tell my father's house was in the fire. I think it's short, ma'am." explained Adit.

"Couldn't you? Not that the house isn't waiting for."

"I don't understand either, Mom. But electricity could be alive. You see Bu Raya said that the dark villa is gloomy." Adit is still trying to cover up the real problem. That's what his boss has mandated.

"Yes, anyway. But it's weird to be short, huh? Dit, where is Rangga now?"

"At the hospital, Mom. It's Mr. Donal drop." Obviously Adit.

"Yes already. Take me to the hospital." said Laras.

"Said Mr. Rangga, Ms. Laras directly to the house. He wants to go home, he said."

"I don't feel good when they say I don't feel sorry for not coming to the hospital. Just take me there."

"Sorry, Mom. Does not the husband's commandment have to be followed. Lo's sin, Mom does not obey her husband." Adit's speech seemed to wake her up.

"Oh Allah, forgive me" said Laras.

"As a wife, first and foremost is to the husband. First and foremost obedience to a husband, therefore the Imam in your house unless forbidden or ordered something forbidden, then it should not obey the husband.

When deciding to marry, a woman certainly has obligations to her husband, even more than to her parents.

That's what my father once said, Miss Laras."

"Oh my God, forgive me. I forgot that my husband was a priest to obey. I forgot that my current paradise is my husband. My horn is my husband's responsibility.

The car finally stopped in the apartment building. The barrel got out of the car and entered the apartment building, climbed the elevator and finally arrived at the door of the residence.

"Mas," said Laras as Rangga opened the door. He shook Rangga's hand.

"You've arrived, baby. I thought you were going straight to the hospital." said Rangga.

Laras is confused, however, Rangga knows that he wants to go to the hospital. She guessed that Adit had complained to her husband.

"I know you feel bad for your mom and family there. But I'm not feeling well right now, so I want you here. Don't mind, do you?"

Laras. This is as a form of his abdication to her husband.

"Isn't my paradise on you, Mom. Whatever I do, I have to get rid of you. I'm sorry if any of my traits still disappoint you." Laras looked down and felt that she had disappointed her husband a lot.

Rangga pulled Laras chin in the direction of his face.

"Be yourself, Race. As long as I'm married to you, I've never sued you beyond capacity.

Keep doing good. And let people talk about you. Talk about something good in you. Let people judge you who are not in accordance with their thoughts. Because indirectly you will get a reward from them."

"Mas, how's papa Donal's condition?"

"Alhamdulillah, papa Donal has awakened. He insisted on going home. It's just that the doctor asked for a day's rest in the hospital."

"Mas, what's the matter? why is the house on the top burning?"

Rangga was silent for a moment. He still could not be honest about the whereabouts of the three women who were kept in the tree house. I don't know why he couldn't do that courage.

"Darling, you're going to the hospital, right. Just pick up Bagas. It's noon, isn't Bagas' religious class done at one." Rangga switched the conversation.

"Ah, yes, mas. I'm ready first." Rangga held Laras body in front of the door.

"You're beautiful, baby. No need to get ready. I think it made me love more."

"Gombal, you, mas." Great-granddaughter.

After picking up Bagas, they immediately left for the hospital. Although Rangga said that papa was fine. Still he's not good at his in-laws. As much as possible Laras avoids conflict with them. As much as possible Laras will struggle to be accepted by her husband's family.

Along the way Laras just kept quiet. He looked at the window with a glare. It still occurred to him how Ina's attitude to him.the man beside him was surprised by his wife's attitude.

"I met Ina while delivering Bagas. She's still mad at me, Mom. I don't know why Ina seems to be changing. Was he like that or was it just me, Mas. What have you told Ina that she hates me so much."

"I was also shocked when Ina scolded you at home. Maybe he was one of the few people who heard the story. Not only Ina, Aunt Yulia also had time to advise me on your return."

Race, let time answer everything. I'm sure this is a test for all of us. This is a form of God's love for his people. And I believe that the slander that casts us in the eyes of our fellow men is the way of Heaven in the eyes of God."

In living life in this world, humanity is encouraged to do good to other humans and avoid all actions that Allah hates SWT. Thus, we are not among the worst of men with a position on the side of God. In the hadith, the Prophet of Allah has categorized some of the worst human groups in the end.

When we are sad, one thing to remember is that there are still people who love us. They believe that we are not what they are accusing us of. Parents, brothers, lovers and maybe even husbands.