Two Men
Ridho Ranges.

Rangga was surprised, he woke up. Her body was hot, but she tried as usual. "What's up, Nia?"

Kania confusion. Then, look at Rangga. "Mas, Radit's an accident."

Rangga. "Innalillahi wa innailaihi rojiun, where is it?" The bad news can provide more energy while expelling a moment of dizziness.

"Say on the right side of the road to go to his friend's house." Kania panic. Since childhood is already together, it will obviously worry.

They were silent for a few minutes. Kania is busy replying to a message from Adit to ask the latest news from his friend. Do not forget to also ask the hospital where the man was rushed.

Rangga looked at Kania's face. So worried and looking worried. Love is still there, it looks real. People say it's hard to forget first love. The man approached, looking at Kania fixedly. "You want to see Radit?"

Kania stunned. His right finger stopped typing, only looking down without answering.

Rangga. It is also impossible to prohibit. "Go, I'll let you." A smile was given to the man. Maybe this is what Kania wants. "Look at Radit's condition and tell him I can't come. My body's all crumpled."

Kania quiet. Slowly raised her head, looking at her husband's two eyes.

Still with a sweet smile, Rangga again said, "Go, I'm ridho."

"Mas." Kania's voice was held back.

"I allow you not because I'm not jealous, but it's a different context. It's also precarious, so go. I'm ridho over that," continued Rangga without any burden at all.

Kania is still silent. It is hard to think more clearly now. One side wanted to be silent, but the other side pulled him to immediately step away from here. Want to know clearly the situation of Radit who already has a place in his life.

Rangga stepped twice ahead of Kania, eroding the distance between them. "Occupy your heart or you'll regret it. I'm not gonna keep you here."

Kania smiled bitterly. "Thank you, Mum. Someday I will repay Mas Rangga's kindness."

Rangga simply put on a small smile. "I'll charge you later. Promise?"

Kania nodded quickly. "In God, Mommy."

"Go, look at Radit's situation. Say hello from me." Rangga must be breastfed, this is a precarious state. You should not put forward the ego.

"Yes, Mas. Assalamualaikum." Kania went straight upstairs.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Rangga could only stare at Kania's back which was getting longer, further away. Her love does clap one hand for real, but it is she who drags Kania into this marriage. Therefore, patience is what needs to be enjoyed. "I also want to be as important as Radit in your life, Nia. Maybe later or maybe not at all."

After Kania came down, the woman went out to leave Rangga. Shortly after, Rangga collapsed to Sopa. Unable to resist the dizziness that returned to whack. He was sick, but more sick to his soul.

***

In the room of a hospital Radit lay. Ms. Irma was silent to see the condition of her son. Fortunately, he did not suffer any serious injuries, only lightly. The accident was unavoidable due to the heavy traffic circumstances and everyone wanted to arrive soon. The truck in front of Radit's car suddenly went down, and Radit chose to slam the steering wheel to the right.

"Oh my God, son, Mother until weeping hear you accident." Ms. Irma kept crying in the arms of Ms. Lala.

"Alhamdulillah, Radit directly slam the steering wheel, Bun. Not too bad either." Radit tried to calm her mother down by grabbing Ms. Irma's right hand. Holding tightly, providing as much calm as possible. "Don't cry anymore, Mother."

The crying still filled the hospital room room room that was spacious enough for the size of the number one room in this hospital. I can't hire a VIP, but it's good.

"Son, Mother wishes you were always good anywhere and going anywhere. Mother's friend is just you" said Ms. Irma.

Ms. Lala stroked the back of her neighbor who had been known for decades. "We leave everything to the Almighty. Keep praying for the best for the kids."

Adit fell silent, looked fixedly at Radit and said, "I've told Kak Kania about this. And, like, brother's way here again."

Adit's words managed to get both of Radit's eyes open, panicking as well. "You should ask Brother first, fearing that your brother is busy. Kania, right, is married now. There's a husband too."

"Maybe Kania is worried about her friend, Nak Radit," Bu Lala said. The middle-aged woman could guess the content of Kania's heart at the moment. It is not justified if until Kania goes here without Rangga's permission, but if her husband is ridho. It doesn't matter, because Radit's like family. "In Shaa Allah, Kania came with Nak Rangga's permission as well."

Miss Lala is sure. Her daughter may not have been able to accept the marriage, but Kania knew she would not move without her permission.

Mr. Kemal just shut up, then went out. Sitting in a chair waiting for her daughter. Occasionally looking to the right, hoping Kania will come soon. There's something to talk about.

Radit was silent. His heart suddenly clapped. It's been a week moving, but has not been arguing with Kania. More precisely, they both avoided meeting. Just to get close. But along with Rangga.

"You guys in the office didn't meet, did you? Kania said she hasn't seen you yet, Dit." Bu Lala remembered the story of Kania.

Radit smiled as he shook his head quickly. "I'm the same Kania is busy working, Tan. So we also rarely get to meet, even one office. Moreover, Radit now works more."

Ms. Lala understands. Bu Irma's cry subsided, quite relieved. Indeed crying can relieve a little tightness in the chest. "Had Kania said he hadn't met. Especially now that he is busy with Nak Rangga. Auntie just met three days ago, she stayed here a few nights while her husband was out of town."

Radit was silent, listening.

"Ah, Brother mah can not be arranged. I want to stay home alone, free." Adit is envious. Staying at home without that person is an essential freedom, being able to do anything.

Bu Lala glanced at Adit.

"Sorry, Mom. After the same sprain Kak Kania, already married still afraid to live alone. I told him to come out of the city, and even saw all sorts. It's good to have a vacation too." Adit took out the ducks. Actually miss the debate with Kania. It is difficult to express.

"It's true, you're this, son." Bu Lala sighed harshly, inexhaustible with the mindset of her youngest child.

Radit became quiet. The longer, the more it feels not disappearing, but it is burning. That feeling is hard to kill, even though it has tried many different ways.

"Sister Rangga is rich, businessman too. If Kak Kania wants to come, it must be invited. You can travel to different cities, good." Adit spoke haphazardly, I don't know what he meant.

Ms. Lala pinched Adit's right arm, sometimes the boy's mouth is hard to keep. I don't know who it looks like.

Two minutes after that the sound of the door opening, everyone turned their heads in that direction. Including Radit. At the doorway Kania fell silent, catching the person who was now sitting by using infusion. Kania set her breath, slowly walked in and said, "Assalamualaikum."