Two Men
Kania came to the boutique

In another house, Rangga prepared. After a shower and breakfast, he went to the boutique. Promise with Kania and Desi around one o'clock in the afternoon. However, the man departed from eight in the morning as there was something to take care of, including the idea for a wedding dress that Kania would wear.

Along the way to the boutique the man daydreamed a lot. Already several times asked Kania, trying to give her space to leave, but the woman remained on the stand.

If it is said not to help, obviously Rangga did it. He even had time to argue with the father so great, but again the return of the favor became a ballast Rangga.

If the physical is born perfectly. Maybe there is no need to trouble the father to be willing to sacrifice the eyes of his favorite child. The truth is not always beautiful. Rangga understands that.

"I'd better focus on wedding preparations." Rangga increase the speed of the car to arrive immediately.

It only took ten minutes until the man's car finally arrived at the boutique parking lot. He immediately went out, entered his boutique while saying hello.

Rangga was greeted by two female employees who would help prepare the wedding dress. In this boutique, there are four employees to serve customers, while in the production section is different again.

"Good morning, sir." The two employees greeted Rangga at the entrance.

"Morning." Rangga answered quickly. Observe the neat and clean state of the boutique. "Please, prepare some wedding dresses that we have made for reference. I want to make it fresh."

"Well, sir," said the red-clad employee as he walked inside. Check out some of the most beautiful wedding dresses.

"You." Rangga turned his body towards the employee in a green shirt. "Let's accompany my future wife to measure the body."

"Okay, sir," replied the employee.

Rangga immediately entered. In his brain there are some plans that dance and need to be poured in white paper. This is done while waiting for the arrival of Kania and Desi. At least when the two women came, he already had some examples. Surely all will return to the taste of Kania as a bride.

Rangga sat on the chair. Silently while thinking about Kania. Today, he is not designing a dress for someone else, but for his own future wife. Hope the dress will be finished in time.

"Bismillah." Rangga pulled a small drawer on the table. Take out a photo of the man holding a plain white dress full of jewels. "Sister, the dress I still keep well. If he comes, I'd give it to him. Pray for me, brother, because you're putting more pressure on me now."

Rangga closed his eyes. It still felt that quick farewell in his soul. Give up someone who always cares and give them motivation. It was hard and almost crazy.

"Sister was getting married and wearing my dress. It's a dream, baby, so I'm gonna make the most beautiful dress for Kania, sister." Not feeling the right eye angle Rangga dewy. You want to cry, but remember. The man must always be strong, the brother's message at all times.

"May God forgive the sins of the Father. I haven't been to the tomb this month. Busy with work that feels crazy. Boutiques, office work, all equally much," Rangga said as if talking to a living person.

A few pieces of memories in the past revolve in the brain. Where he could still feel the affection of his sincere Brother. Take her wherever she goes, even on a pilgrimage to their mother's grave.

"Don't tell me that the burden that you bear is greater than this, brother. I want to give up, but always remember Brother's message." Weak at the moment. The taste is mixed. In reality, everyone is struggling with their own trials, not just us.

Rangga immediately put the photo back in the drawer. Take a deep breath. Exhales slowly. "Come, work!" Encourage yourself to realize there is no shoulder to lean on for him since the brother died.

Rangga toyed with pencil and paper. Sometimes speechless thinking about the shape of the dress that fits Kania.

Time continued to roll until the time of Dzuhur arrived. He only rose to perform the Dzuhur prayer. The rest went back to the table and completed a plan. Maybe Kania likes it.

The watch in Rangga's hand showed at one o'clock in the afternoon. Kania is coming soon. The woman sent a message, perhaps as a sign that Rangga was ready.

Not intermittent lam Kania and Desi came escorted employees in red to the room Rangga. Desi was amazed when the room that was often used Rangga had a unique and beautiful design. There are many antique trinkets that he has met.

"Assalamualaikum," said Kania more politely.

He greeted them standing up. "Wa'alaikum salam. Please sit down." His hand hinted for the two girls to head towards the sofa.

Kania nodded, while Desi made a sound. "Thank you, Rangga," he said.

Desi and Kania sat on the long sofa, while Rangga immediately moved to the small sofa. The three of them stared at each other.

"Please, get me a drink for my guests" Rangga ordered the remaining employees.

"God willing, the room is very nice. I can't believe you're a designer either." Desi was amazed by some of the dresses on display. It seems to be still in the finishing stage. "You're really my office friend Rangga, right?" Again a sentence that signifies the lack of trust Desi out.

Rangga smiled a little. "As you can see, I'm Rangga."

Kania was more silent. The right netra end of Rangga caught both eyes of ania that looked swollen. Maybe finished crying. Not that way either.

Employees brought drinks. Keep it on the table and go back.

"Please enjoy." Rangga entertained both of them well.

Kania was quiet enough. Here more active Desi in asking Rangga.

"Sorry, can I go to the toilet?" ask Desi. The pain hit the stomach. Unarrestable.

"Can. Want to use the toilet here or the employees outside?" Rangga asked back.

Desi more comfortable feeling employee toilet. At least he can go out and wash his eyes with Rangga's plan. "Outside only. I can take a look around. You guys just relax, discussion."

Desi standing. "Titip Kania, yes. Don't fuck around."

Rangga nodded quickly. "Just calm. Please, don't close the door."

Desi understands. As soon as possible get out and do what Rangga wants.

The mood became quiet. Kania was quieter than usual.

Rangga himself stood up and moved towards the table. Take the paper that had the results of his scribble earlier. "You can agree or not." Back on the spot while saving his work.

Then Kania raised her head. Staring at the design of the dress that is able to round both her eyeballs. "God, whose dress is this?"

Rangga was quite relieved. Kania could finally speak. "This is for you."

"For our wedding?"

Rangga was momentarily silent with a gaze that was difficult to interpret. "This dress is for you, but you don't know who you're married to."

Kania frowned. "You mean?"

Rangga let out a rough breath. "It's not too late to cancel this wedding. Let me take the risk."

Kania smiled faintly. "Why?"

Rangga was silent again.

"You did it because of me and Radit?" Without waiting for long Kania directly attacked Rangga. "You're well-intentioned, but I told you now's not the time to play games. Don't be too nice, we're not married because of love."

"I love you because of God. I'm good for expecting his ridho."

Kania broke down a small smile. Like forced. "Don't discuss what's been decided."

"It can still change."

Kania standing. Again Rangga interfered. "I know best, Rangga! I'm not a kid. Please, respect my decision. This time it's just."

Rangga. Staring fixed Kania. "I asked once again. After this, we forget. I'd better start learning to be selfish after marrying you. Are you sure you want to continue this marriage?"