I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

DON'T LEAVE ME, RANTI!

"Yeah.....! You know what, if Ranti wants to go to Selangor?"

Hera's voice immediately gushed from behind my phone with news that shocked me. I was surprised. My heart stopped beating in an instant.

"Selangor??? Malaysia??? When, Hera???"

"So you don't know at all???? Yes Allaah.... Today Ranti is leaving, mas!"

"Huhuh????"

I immediately turned off my phone with Hera and immediately searched Hardi's name.

"Hardi, Assalamualaikuum... It's Dika's mas! Ranti was there??"

"Ka Ranti just took a taxi online, mas!"

"Where, Hardi??"

"Soetta Airport, mas! Did you tell Ranti to Dika??"

"Well, I hung up?"

I went back to looking for Ranti's name in the contact room.

Tuuut tuuuut tuuuut tuuuut....

Tuuut tuuuut tuuuut tuuuut....

Not lifted. Hhhh....

I called Hera again.

"Hera! Ranti to Selangor what do you want? Why go to Selangor??"

"Is it possible that Ranti became a TKI there, mas?? I don't know. I've seen lately he's been moody. Like there was something he was thinking! I hurt her again, didn't I?"

"Who took him, Hera?"

"I don't know, mom! I also did not dare to ask a lot if we are no longer a sister and sister-in-law. Ponder if it's too far to wonder about his personal problems."

"My call's not lifted, Hera! Could it be there until there is no ringing? Hhh.. Try you on the phone. Please!"

Hera delayed my call.

"My phone hasn't been picked up, either, mas!"

"Yeah.... Rantiiii.... hhhh where are you going, Ran...?!?!... Hera, how's Orange? Did Ranti bring it too???"

"That's??? I heard vaguely, it seemed to be pinned down by Gina. So you can still look at the orange!"

"O Allah, Rantiiiii!!! Do you think my son is a thing? Can be entered so carelessly!?!... Hhhhh.... Heraaaa..I have to do it, Heraaaaaa!!!"

"Mas, koq asked me anyway? Ranti khan is no longer your wife. Be free wherever he goes. After all, the mas himself said, he did not think of starting a new life. Yes khan???"

Hhh.... Instantly I regretted my words the other day to Hera. Hhh... Oh God!! I have to how??? What to do????

I am happy with myself. I paced left right, sitting standing again like an obscure person.

Aarrrgh!

I have to how is this??

Soetta Airport! Ranti is still on her way to Soekarno Hatta airport from Bojong Gede. My position is now in Cikini. Looks like I could have foiled his departure to go to Selangor. Especially to be a TKI in the people. Hhh... Randy! Why did you come so far just to avoid me. Hhh..

Sorry, if bad thoughts are haunting me now. Covering my brain so frozen that it thinks badly of others in other countries. But not everything is like that. The boss of his own country is much more cruel than that. But right now I'm thinking about Ranti. Worried about the situation later when Ranti works abroad.

I borrowed Anang's car. Chasing it up to Siekarno Hatta airport. Hopefully he can catch up and hold back his departure. I hope to change his decision to go to work in the land of people.

Tirmataku. Could it be that Ranti was disappointed in me because I was passive even though she had given me a lot of codes? Am I too excited to think Ranti wants to refer to me while there is never a word out of her lips even though the treatment is so sweet to me? Do I have to start first to return the desire to refer to Ranti? Don't I feel like a shameless, selfless man saying it again and he's never rejected me? Do I selfishly want a reference while my life is still unclear because it bears a deadly disease? Why would I refer to it if I only use her if one day this body weakens and needs someone to take care of me? Hhh....

So many questions in my head. It was so full that I finally asked my heart... Do I love Ranti???

Yep. I love Ranti. I love him with all my heart. Not because I care because she is the mother of my child. Not because I feel sorry for her who is now a widow until often harassed by people and viewed one eye.

L loved her. The face above his heart. I love his simplicity that never neko-neko and selfish just think about himself. I love his gentleness in attitude and speech. I love him because his firmness and firmness educates my son my child with his love. I love him for who he is. I love her naivety that still upholds her shame and taboo to express love first because of her female gender.

I love her more than my old love for her. I want to love him with all my feelings and all my soul in my heart. I want to give him happiness to the limit of my ability to flatter and adore him as a fellow man of His creation. My love for God the Creator and the Owner of this body cannot exceed it. But my habbluminan-Nas is my love for Ranti!

I ran around in the hall of Soetta airport. Had intercepted security guarding the departure gate because of my suspicious behavior and there were no tickets or other information that I could show.

"Sir, help me! My wife-to-be is going to Selangor! This is my identification card and wallet I can hold as collateral! I had to find him immediately before he checked in to the boarding door and got on the plane! Please, sir!!"

Long time he thought. Finally a smile bloomed on his lips by clenching his hands.

"Excite, sir!!" He let me in. Alhamdulillaahhave!... I hold tightly to his grasp. Say thank you very much and run quickly to find Ranti.

I tried calling but the hap is dead. Making my knees go weak dilutes my expectations.

Randy!!! Don't leave! Don't leave me, Ranti!! Let's go back to what it used to be. I'll trust you again. Let's talk to me again like I used to.

Randy! Ilove you. Wanted you. I want to refer back to you. Ranti, please! Listen to my heart!

Oh God! Let me see him again before he really leaves the country. Oh God! I want to see his face again. I want to see her smile again. Please help your servant, O God!!

I searched the flight information display board and noticed the departure schedule for Jakarta-Kuala Lumpur. There's still half an hour left. Then I can still find Ranti again. Hope Ranti hasn't gotten on the plane. Bismillah! Oh God, please, my permission, God!

"Mas Dika?"

I felt my body go limp. My heart stopped. Ranti's slender body stood right in front of me.

"Replace!!!!!!"

I hugged him. Then it immediately woke up and took off my embrace for fear Ranti was uncomfortable.

"Don't go, Ranti! Please! Don't leave me...also Orange!" Ranti was still looking at me with an innocent face as if in disbelief.

"Who told you?"

"Hera told me!... I don't want you to leave. I won't let you go! You must stay by my side! You have to take care of our son, Ranti! Is not the orange the message that God entrusts to us? Why are we wasting it? How will we be responsible in the end, Ranti? What if Orange is disappointed in us until he grows up?... Ranti, please...! Please cancel your departure?"

Ranti looked left and right.

"We're talking in that chair yuk, mas!" his advice took me to sit. I was still trembling after nearly an hour of running around the vast airport hall looking for Ranti.

"Hand wet and cold! I brought warm sweet tea in this thermos bottle. Drink first, huh?" he said gently as he poured warm tea into the lid of the small flask he was carrying. I drink to the toilet.

"Mas, my plane is leaving soon!"

"Don't go! Please, Ranti! Let me be selfish only this time! I forbid you to leave even if you're not who I am anymore!"

"Mas!"

"Let me convey something of my wish, Ranti! Will you please come back with me? Will you return to be my wife? Will you marry me again?" I got off the waiting chair. Kneeling with both hands begging Ranti. Unfortunately at this moment I did not bring any property that supports the seriousness of my words such as rings or flowers. But I hope Ranti can hear my deepest inner voice. How much I love him.

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