Two Men
Two eyeballs

Lunch time arrives. Azan Dzuhur. Kania rushed to mushola. He's alone without Desi. His girlfriend was not praying.

"I'll just wait here, yeah." Abdominal pain that hit Desi also makes the woman can not go anywhere.

"I'll buy you some food, yeah. Same sweet tea is very warm," said the pitying Kania as well.

Desi agrees.

In a room that is not too wide, but enough to accommodate the worshipers about a hundred more people this. Kania began to perform prayers along with others.

This time the priest is Rangga. Kania can recognize the voice of the man chanting takbir as if Kania was invited to a world full of peace.

Salad done. Many of the pilgrims immediately fled once it was finished. However, not a few are still silent to just recite or pray together.

Kania was in the line that pendzikir first. Feel the joy of peace in the house of God. It was quiet and seemed like there was no problem at all.

Two minutes passed, Kania hurried to his feet. Open the door and keep it back. When going out the mosque, accidentally cross paths with Rangga. The man smiled sweetly at her.

"You going to the cafeteria?" ask Rangga.

Kania nodded slowly. "Yes." Yeah."

"Come, together. I'm the same."

Kania's forehead shriveled tightly. Because, Rangga rarely go to the cafeteria. Usually buy food online.

They're out first. Both are now on the terrace of the mosque. No matter some crazy whispers from other employees. The important thing is that Kania and Rangga are not doing anything crazy.

"Aren't you buying food outside a lot?" kania is wearing shoes again.

Rangga is like that too. "Yes, but he said in the cafeteria a lot of good food."

Kania finished wearing the shoes. "Not good anymore, but steady. Try the chicken noodles, you're definitely hooked."

Rangga is finished. It was good to hear Kania was no longer awkward with him. At least the woman could be closer. Change is better. "Do you want to be with me?"

Kania gulped. Moreover, Rangga said that while looking at him deeply. "I have to eat with Desi."

"Why?" Rangga. It's not that the two women are together often. "He's not going to the cafeteria?"

Kania quiet. A little hesitant to say why. Remembering this is about women. Shame too. Could have been considered spoiled.

"She has a stomachache, ' answered Kania.

Rangga understands. "Yes, next day we eat together. There is no need for both if you feel uncomfortable. Can take Desi."

Kania doesn't mind if it's like that. "Can."

"Yes, we go to the cafeteria directly."

Both of them immediately left the mosque without realizing that there were two pairs of eyes watching from a distance.

"They're getting closer, '" said an annoyed Kinan.

Kania and Rangga passed through the office corridor to the canteen. There are a lot of employees who have been working there. The food is also different.

"I go first, yeah." Kania. It was heartless to also find the crazy gazes of the women. He could go crazy.

Rangga is no problem. They split. He himself chose to eat rice with a home menu. The most missed thing after his family was like this.

"He used to persuade me to come here, but now I'm here myself. Sorry," muttered Rangga who remembered someone.

The man's footsteps slowly approached the rice shop. Sort and choose what you want, then take it to your seat.

"What did you eat?" ask Kinan.

Rangga raised his head. He did not like Kinan, but did not necessarily hate him either. "As you can see."

The Rangga plate contains rice, capcay, fried chicken and sauteed shellfish. Not to forget also a spoon of spicy sambal.

Kinan remained calm. Facing Rangga must be more patient. "I haven't eaten."

"Hurry eating. Don't waste time on rest" said Rangga, who finished praying and started eating.

"It's full to see you too."

The answer does not necessarily make Rangga feel lucky. Kinan was a person he had known for a long time.

Kinan only ordered fruit soup as lunch. Indeed, the woman takes care of her diet so that her body remains good. It's no secret anymore.

Seeing Rangga eat voraciously makes women who work as a secretary Pak Gani happy. He was once united, although not with Rangga.

"I don't think I'll ever see you again" Kinan added.

Rangga continued to chew. Suppose he could hide, obviously the man wanted to do it from the front of Kinan now. The woman will talk about the past.

"Since he left, I've only had you" Kinan said.

Rangga. Immediately drink and say, "Don't reveal the past. You and I only know each other. He must also be angry if he knew the woman he would marry this way."

Kinan smelled a smile. "But destiny says something else, doesn't it? Maybe my soul mate is you."

Rangga let out a rough breath. It seems like this is how depressed it feels. Distorted from various directions, but mentally must be strong.

"Your father needs a grandson and I'm ready to get married. Why aren't we married?" ask Kinan.

The Rangga lost his appetite. Kinan's words were beyond belief. He threw a spoon and fork at the plate. Raise your head and say, "You're not an ordinary woman, are you?" Look at his sharp eyes.

"certain. Why why?' With pride Kinan showed how he was. "I am a classy woman. Not only in terms of education, but also my position here is better."

Rangga's right eyebrow raised upwards. "You sure you're classy?" A subtle insinuation for Kinan. Even both hands of Rangga folded on the chest. "The classy woman is not only seen in terms of education and work, but also from adab."

Kinan gulped. Feeling shunned by jjga. "You mean?" I don't want to lose this debate. Highlight his eyes were no less sharp as Rangga's.

Rangga smiled obliquely. "You shouldn't have people eating talking. This is called adab and it needs to be trained from small to produce good adab. If you feel like a classy woman. You know how to be civilized."

Kinan's right hand clenched down below. Compared to him who left, facing Rangga was indeed a lot of difficulty. Either from his mindset or his slightly critical outlook.

Kinan. Not accepting with the words Rangga. "It's only natural that your father called him a useless son. It is like that. You are given a lot of luxury even your eyes are not your own!"

Kinan's voice was loud and certainly heard by other visitors. It raises a lot of questions in their minds.

"Why? You want to ask for these two eyeballs too?" Rangga asked casually. There is absolutely no fear.

"You can take it if you want. I am glad to give it back again. Think of it as a memento that he can give," added Rangga.

The neighbors whisper sounds sweet. Everyone did not expect this news. Considering Rangga was born perfectly, it turns out there is a disability that he hid.

In the left corner Kania fell silent. Just as surprised as the others. It's just that he can't do anything.

Rangga looks to stand up. Observe around what is on him. No matter how upset he is right now. He only needs to be breastfed will his disgrace exposed.

"This eye does not belong to me, but this limb I take care of as best I can. I wear it to see the good. So ... about the original owner will be upset?" Rangga's voice was deliberately raised. Aim for all ears to catch well.