A Reply to My Husband

Little girl

Rania stands in the garden behind a house, which she says looks more like a palace than a house. It's not the first time, Rania's been here before. But that was before, when he was still Malik's lover, he was still early sitting in college while Malik was almost graduated.

Rania walked up to a woman sitting in a wheelchair watering a flower. Beside him was a loyal servant accompanying him who accidentally turned his head and saw Rania coming. The servant was silent looking at Rania, it seemed like she was recalling something. Rania nodded and smiled at the waiter who was also nodding by the waiter.

While the woman sitting in a wheelchair had not noticed Rania's presence. The woman who was behind him.

"Tante .. " call Rania. The woman looked.

For a long time he looked at Rania, until he finally smiled and spread his hands.

"Rania ..." reply the woman. Rania ran into the woman's arms. "My little girl" the woman told Rania.

"I've grown up Auntie," replied Rania teary-eyed. For some reason she was moved to hear this woman call her "little girl". It had been a long time since he had heard the call.

"Aunty how are you?" Rania let go of her embrace.

"As you can see, Auntie's fine."

"Tante still looks beautiful" praised Rania.

"And you look more and more beautiful" the woman replied.

"Where's Malik?"

"Don't know Auntie, she said she wanted to take something in the room."

"Let's find a good place to talk" the woman asked.

"Bi ... " The woman intended to ask her servant to push her wheelchair.

"Let me just." Rania took over. Then he pushed the wheelchair and walked through the park. Rania was so amazed by the dozens of orchids that adorn the garden, not to mention roses and other flower plants that are also in bloom.

"Tante still likes to plant flowers?" Rania asked as she continued pushing her wheelchair.

"Aunty wants anything else. That's all Auntie can do. In addition, these flowers also make Auntie feel like she is refreshing, if the young people actually say it is healing," said the woman with a laugh.

Rania laughed too. " Aunty can do it."

"Let's go over there," the woman pointed to the chair next to the artificial fish pond. Rania stopped right in front of the chair the woman was referring to.

"Sit ..." The woman patted the empty chair in front of her wheelchair. Rania followed his orders.

"How are you doing, little girl?" ask the woman.

Once again Rania was moved to hear the call from her. He looked at the woman in front of him again. Women who still look beautiful even though they are not young anymore. The woman who used to always welcome him happily when he came to his house when he knew the woman he called this little girl was different from him. And until now it has not changed even though it has not met for years. It was Maharani Hammani, Mama Malik.

"Auntie ... I'm not a little girl anymore" whined Rania.

The woman smiled. "Yes .. You're an adult, and look .. you're so beautiful Rania."

"Tante has dong praising me." Rania is getting all wrong.

"How old were you going out with Malik?" Maharani tried to remember.

"Tante .. don't talk about it, I'm ashamed," whined Rania again. This woman is very different from her in-laws. He treated her like his own son. Therefore Rania can be herself when with him.

"True Auntie, we accidentally met that time ..." Rania did not continue her sentence. He remembered that day. A day that changed his whole life.

"It's okay, Malik told me everything." The Maharani shifted her eyes away from Rania.

"Tante wants to apologize to you. Malik is willing to lose his love in order to realize his dream of becoming the best orthopedic doctor. His obsession to heal Aunt made him willing to let you go. Forgive Auntie yeah ..."

"It's not Aunt's fault. I'm the only one who hasn't thought that far with Malik. I'm still immature to understand that Malik is serious with me Auntie. When she asked me to wait for her to finish college first, I thought I would just waste my time. I think Malik will definitely get another woman there soon. I don't know the reason behind why he's so concerned about his college. I should be the one apologizing to Auntie" Rania replied. His eyes returned to tears. This woman is really angelic despite her imperfect physique.

"That's gone little girl ... Seeing you back has made Aunt's heart so happy." The woman grabbed Rania's hand.

"Malik said he wanted to marry you" he said later.

Rania fell silent and lowered her head. "Did Auntie approve of our relationship?" tanyanya doubt.

"Why not?"

"But ... I ... I'm not what I used to be, I've been married. I'm Aunt's widow."

The woman smiled. "What's the difference then?" tanyakanya. This woman is used to living abroad. His very open way of thinking was much different from his in-laws.

"Love does not look at status. Love is love, it cannot be explained. Be beautiful, ugly, poor, rich, doctor, teacher, whatever it is, love is love. And Malik loves you. Auntie's sure she didn't pick it wrong."

Rania hugged the woman. "Thank you Auntie" Rania shed her tears.

Malik, who had been watching the two women he loved so much from a distance, could not hold back his tears.

He moved his feet closer to the two women.

"Ma ... Did this bad girl make you cry?" Malik broke the two of them.

"Where might this little girl make me cry" replied the Maharani as she wiped her tears.

Suddenly Malik knelt down in front of Rania who was still sitting on the garden chair. He pulled something out of his pocket, a small jewelry box. In the city and a tiny ring was seen.

"Rania Fazira, will you marry me?" malik.

Rania was really moved. Malik proposed to her in front of his mother. Rania turned her head to look at Maharani and the woman nodded.

Rania looked back at Malik.

"Yes, I want to" answered Rania with tears in her eyes. Malik smiled then pinned the ring on Rania's ring finger.

"Let's go, bad girl, now you're coming with me!" Malik grabs Rania's hand and takes her away.

"Where are you taking him?" maharani asked a little screamed because Malik and Rania were already a bit away.

"Now he's mine ma, later Mama can have it again" Malik replied as he continued walking. Rania is like a cute doll that is the struggle of mother and child.

"Where are we going?"

"Follow it," answered Malik briefly.