Two Men
Promises.

"What's up, Dad?" Ranggah started the conversation. It turned out that the one who contacted Kania was the Father. Rangga himself can guess the direction of the current topic of conversation, but choose to follow the flow.

Mr. Gani folded his arms around his chest with his back resting on the chair, looked fixedly at Kania and said, "Have you two forgotten about his promise to Dad?" 

Kania surprised. His forehead is tight. 

Rangga himself tried to be calm. "Which promise?" Facing her father is not with emotions, it must be more beautiful and can follow first. "Can be explained."

Mr. Gani did not take his eyes off Kania as if his daughter-in-law was the softest target. "Your wife knows." Deliberately waiting for Kania to open his voice.

Rangga held Kania's right hand, had promised to protect the Wife. "Maybe Kania forgot. Dad, can explain it right away." Rangga is still in the patient stage.

Kania breathed a rough sigh. His gaze was straight ahead, towards the In-laws. "Maybe Dad meant it was about my promise about grandchildren." The brain is already pointing there. What's again? That promise is all he said.

Rangga himself was silent, glancing at Kania for a moment. Then, refocus on his father. "If it's about that, I don't think you need to charge me. We're trying, but God determines." Obviously it will not be immediately fast, because it is only a few days they can unite. "Don't overcharge something that isn't human domain, Dad."

Gani lowered both hands. This time I looked at Rangga sharply. "What kind of things have you done?" 

Kania fell silent, choosing to leave everything to Rangga alone. Let the man's leadership soul flutter high.

"The same things that ordinary people do." Rangga answered without fear.

"When is the pregnancy program?" Gani asked in more detail.

"I'm guessing you haven't walked faster." Mr. Gani started to growl. "That is God's power, but we must also have effort."

Kania's left hand clenched, holding inexplicable feelings. 

"You need to make more effort!" Mr. Gani is getting stern.

"Don't be too rude, Dad!" Rangga did not accept. His hand kept on clenching the wife's hand. "I've complied with all of Dad's requests, this time let Kania decide. Because, it's a Kania thing."

"You lose to women?" Mr. Gani does not believe.

"I'm not a loser, but I respect and respect her as a woman and a wife. In this household, it's not just me who's playing a role in making decisions. Kania is also entitled. So, I hope from now on you don't have to interfere!" Rangga stood up, pulling Kania at once. "I respect Dad as a parent too, but now I have a wife figure that I also need to respect."

Mr. Gani raised his head. Staring so sharply at the sticky fibers. "Your brother must be angry to see you like this."

"Sister is proud, Dad!" Rangga was really angry. Even Kania could feel the negative energy was so great from the body of the Husband. "Sister is angry because Dad keeps pushing his kids as he wants. Brother is angry because Dad always wants everything to look perfect."

The mood turned tense. Rangga did not want to be enslaved anymore, at this time his body not only had to protect itself. But also Kania.

"We're retreating, Dad. Assalamualaikum." Still with the position of holding his wife's hand, Rangga turned his body. If continued, this conversation would only hurt his heart as well as his mind.

Mr. Gani stood up and said, "Wait, son!" His voice was still high and firm. Kania still had not turned her back, staring at her father-in-law's face that suddenly looked pitiful. While Rangga himself undoes the intention to walk forward. "Dad has a reason, why urge you about grandchildren. Dad, not pushing Kania too deep. It's important."