Two Men
Go home

Kania enjoyed time with her husband until the Magrib prayer time arrived. They pray first in the mosque office, then exit the building together while holding hands. The office security team is envious.

"They are like princes and princesses. Two lovebirds are together" the office security said.

Rangga who holds Kania's right hand also seems to want to show the whole world, if the sweet woman who has now begun to melt is his wife. 

"Mas, I want to eat out. How're you?" Kania looked to the right side while walking.

Rangga thought for a moment, then said, "Can. I'm also a little bored eating at home anyway."

"Don't tell me you're tired of eating my food, Mum?" Kania glanced cynically. 

Rangga chuckled small. "No, Nia. But I'm just tired of the atmosphere. Kan, it's humane. We also need a new atmosphere to strengthen the relationship."

Kania quiet. The two got in front of the car, got in together and put on a seat belt. Rangga preparing to drive a car. 

"If you have to cook every second, too, there's no boss." Rangga started the car.

Kania had just finished storing the bag on the back bench. "Starting zombies. I don't like it, you know."

The black car started to leave the parking lot. "Well, how, weird? That woman, right, likes to be praised or combinated the most."

"No!" The two hands of Kania form the letter X towards Rangga. The man took a quick glance, then focused again on driving until he got out of the building gate. "Not all women are the same. For me, a fistfight doesn't go to the heart. Wh why? Because maybe I'm used to some pretty hard reality. The world isn't as beautiful as men."

The laughter came out again. The longer he knows Kania, he can understand so strong the characteristics of a girl who is so familiar with the state of the world. The nature of protecting him is also so strong. It was fitting that the woman looked stubborn, hard to give input. But now not too. 

"I'm talking seriously, you know, Mas!" Kania.

Kania flinching.

"I salute you." Rangga continued his sentence. "That man does make mistakes a lot, applies to you and me too. But, you are also great because you can survive alone. Passing through every phase of your life that not many people know is as complicated as."

Kania became quiet. His eyes are straight ahead. For some reason, to now discuss with Rangga is more interesting compared to others, even when with his father. Perhaps this is called the process of marriage in uniting two different people. In a way that can even be said to be trivial.

Traffic suddenly stopped and congestion ensued, forced Rangga to wait with many other drivers. He looked to the left side, watching his wife's face growing brighter and brighter. "You're great, I'm grateful to have you. Thank you for choosing me too."

Kania stunned. That sentence touches the heart. However, not for long. Because, the voice of the woman's phone rang, indicating there was a message coming in.

Kania rushed to reach into the phone in the back bag, looking at the screen of the thing that made both eyes perfectly rounded. "Mas." His voice was almost contained.

Rangga frowned. "What's up, Nia?" Curious. Take over the sophisticated object in his wife's right hand and read the contents of the message. Silence moment.

"Looks like we should go there, Mas." Kania doesn't want anything to happen. It's like an order.

Rangga let out a rough breath. He looked at his wife's face and said, "Ok, we're going there. But, before that I want to say something to you."

Kania nodded slowly.

"Whatever you hear later, don't make you lose your identity. You're behind me and I make sure you stay safe. Do you believe me, Nia?" Rangga's face turned serious.

The second time Kania nodded her head. This is not the time to argue with yourself. Gotta get moving. "In God, Mommy." His confidence increased sharply towards Rangga. Facts on the field if Rangga has never disappointed so far.