Two Men
Rangga's upset

Elsewhere Rangga himself has been awake from before dawn. Performing dawn prayers at the mosque nearest to his house.

"Bi, I'm going out. Breakfast is normal, bread is also enough," Rangga told Bi Inah.

"Yes, Den." Bi Inah nodded quickly.

Rangga went to exercise before breakfast. This house is quiet without jokes or warmth like a normal family.

Rangga himself prefers to be alone. Enjoy all by yourself without involving others. In the middle of the sport, Kania's face flashed. No intention to think. It's just imagined.

Rangga continues to lift heavy weights to sharpen muscles while focusing so as not to think about Kania.

Five minutes in such circumstances is no result. The shadow of Kania further seduced the mind. Entering minds.

"Astagfirullah, why should he continue?" Rangga let out a rough breath. Trying to calm down. Busy with sports equipment. "Must be able to focus. It's not good to think of a woman who isn't halal."

Rangga continues to do sports so that his mind can get rid of more about Kania.

"Take care. You must stay healthy until the rapture begins." Not long after Mr. Gani came to the sports room.

Stop lifting weights. Look at the door and say, "I'm still an employee."

Gani sir is approaching. "Don't protest too much!"

"Well, I deserve to be anything." Rangga was provoked, even though he himself had tried to resist being provoked. "I got in there on Dad's will, so let me stay an employee."

Mr. Gani did not accept. Approaching Rangga and saying, "Your nature is what I don't like, fight."

If not the real father, obviously Rangga wants to beat directly. That word sounded a disgrace to him. However, Rangga continued to remind himself that this middle-aged man had a lot to contribute to him in this world. Even if everything is with God's permission.

"Well." yeah." Rangga's voice softened. I wish her father was the same. "I don't want to or fight, but I have my own way."

"You should have just left!" Mr. Gani is upset. Sports activities are also back. Choosing to leave the gym, ending this debate.

Rangga closed his eyes for a moment. His life seemed to have been bought by his father. It is difficult to move, but this affection dampens all the anger that is already churning in the chest. "Why are you leaving? I'm here to be crazy."

Sometimes frustration is present in the soul of Rangga. Wants to go too, but someone's message is always haunting. Instead of continuing to burden yourself with endless problems. Rangga chose to finish the sport, then immediately cleaned himself.

In the kitchen Bi Inah only makes breakfast bread with chocolate jam. Rangga's Favorites.

"Bi, make me coffee" said Pak Gani with a matted face. This is a discussion with his son. "I don't want breakfast. Just make it less useful for the child!"

Bi Inah was silent. Heart's torn. Since childhood caring for Rangga wholeheartedly, of course it has been considered a child himself. "Yes, Sir."

Mr. Gani sits on one of the dining table chairs. Massaging forehead, dizziness. Many difficult thoughts are lost even though they have tried to forget.

Bi Inah approached with a cup of black coffee. "This is the coffee, sir." Put a coffee cup in front of Mr. Gani. "Master, a headache?"

Gani remained silent for a moment. "I'm so dizzy with that one kid!" The annoyance sounded clear. Mr. Gani is really angry. "Should I do him?"

Bi Inah tried to give advice. I hope it can be heard. "Sir, Den Rangga was prefer alone or work as he wishes. I who nurtured from childhood already understand."

In this house, everyone is free to give advice. You just need to know the place and the situation. Bi Inah alone was careful in this matter.

"I'm sorry, sir, it's not my intention to interfere" Bi Inah added as she headed towards the sink.

Gani did not answer a single thing. The man sipped hot coffee, despite the eventual pain.

"Bi, this bread is mine, right?" A little screaming.

Bi Inah turned her head and said, "Yes, Den."

"Thank you, Bi."

Instead of asking her own father, Rangga was more pleased with Bi Inah.

One of the bread was taken. Enjoyed without offering the father a single bit. They were like two people who were completely unfamiliar.

"Don't be so stubborn. You're going to be a director in a few months. I'm retired" said Mr. Gani.

Rangga spent the remaining bread in his mouth and said, "It is better to find someone else to serve as Director, Well. I'd rather be an employee."

Rejection continues to happen. Making Pak Gani even more furious and even want to pounce on Rangga. "You should know yourself!"

This discussion is not over. Rangga's tired. "I know myself, Dad. The proof is I'm staying here. As your father wishes."

Mr. Gani's eyes were sharp. A lot of anger and anger. Rangga's different. Is it because of different trees?

"He built this company with hard work. You just got the good. You should have received it with a chest of air" said Mr. Gani.

This is where Rangga's feelings are scratched. If only he could choose, he wouldn't want to be like that. "I never asked, Dad. All because of Dad's wishes."

Mr. Gani stood up. His eyes glare. "You lost him! You should be ashamed to argue!"

Breakfast this morning was nothing good. The taste of half the bread in his hand would not be able to enter the mouth.

Bi Inah can't do anything. I can only pray that nothing happens outside my mind.

"He went alone, not because of me!" Patience is over. Stand up and look into Mr. Gani's eyes. "He left because fate is not human. I should've understood that."

Pak Gani's right index finger pointed at Rangga's face. "It's destiny, but it's all because of you!"

Rangga. No longer could he understand his father's mind. As hard as it is to explain, it will still be considered wrong. "It's up to you to stay that way. I myself do not feel. I'm not him, I have my own path."

The mood turned tense. The morning air was mixed with anger from both sides. Bi Inah as a witness how neither of them gave up. The determination of both are equally strong and want to walk on their respective paths.

"Bi, I'm saying go first. Assalamualaikum," Rangga told Bi Inah. Her frustration early in the morning became a strong driver for her decision to leave home this early. Maybe breakfast outside is better than at home.

"Yes, Den. Greetings waalaikum" replied Bi Inah.

Rangga's respect for Bi Inah is greater than that of his own father. Of course, this has a strong reason.

Rangga stepped away leaving his father with Bi Inah. It was easy for him to argue with anyone. If you have to be with parents. Of course adab is the most elevated.

Rangga came out of the house feeling chaotic. Wanting to disappear from the world so that life full of suffering is soon to end happily. However, his common sense brushed off all these crazy thoughts. There is no easy life in this world. Every human being struggles with his own trials. Only we need to face the wise.

"Astagfirullah, don't think weird anymore." Rangga was already outside the house. "Stay healthy, stay strong. His message should be remembered. Dad loves everything."

Rangga stood holding his head, sick. Resisting anger that could have exploded if it was not strong enough to hold. Crazy one!

Rangga intended to look for breakfast outside. Choosing to avoid a lot of debate so as not to accumulate a lot of frustration on the Father.

The sound of Rangga's car was heard by Pak Gani's ears. The middle-aged man went upstairs. This house had no warmth after the incident five years ago. The warm feeling is lost buried in the ground with someone and can not be awakened just like that.