I'M BETWEEN YOU AND HIM

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Ranti looked at me with teary eyes. Both of his hands tightly closed his lips which looked shocked at what I was doing.

Some people looked at us with a smile. There was even a group of young people who gave a standing ovation and said, "accept, accept, accept......"

Making my face even red with fear again Ranti refused.

Hhh... I thought about the worst. Rejected twice even now in the middle of the crowded airport Soetta. I was 42 years old and 43 years old. Oh my God!!! Original makes nyaliku shrivel very small.

Ranti smiled and nodded. The water flowed a few grains.

!!!!!!! Alhamdulilla...... Thank you God! The young men cheered more than I made my face red twice. Just smile and nod at them thanking him for his support and spirit. Heheh!!

"Airplanes that will fly to Kuala Lumpur in 20 minutes leave, mas! I'll go first, okay?"

"Ranti??? You will still go to work in Selangor even though you are willing to accept my referral back?" I was surprised by Ranti's words.

"I don't work in Selangor! It's only been 2 days there."

"meaning?"

"I got an invitation from online entrepreneurs there. Can gift round-trip airfare also free 1 night stay there. It's a shame that I didn't take this chance, ma'am! I can learn from them, mom!"

"O Allah is the Gustiii!"

"What's the matter, my mom? Who said I wanted to be TKW in Malaysia?"

"Hahahaha. wnga', Ranti! I'm thinking distance!" I laughed embarrassedly.

"Yes, yes, let me refer to it again?"

"Engga'! Not that! I don't regret asking to refer you again. Just now I was afraid that you would really leave me and that Orange would go far!" Ranti smiled down.

"I'll let you go if it's only two days and the intention to learn, baby!"

"Mas! Don't call me darling, just call my name affectionately!"

Aaaawws... Rantiiiiii!!! Gemes me with his simple but deep words.

"Reuters...!! Hurry back! Don't forget, half your heart is here!" I yelled at her while showing a heart emoji with my hand on my chest as Ranti walked over waving and smiling.

The young men laughed out loud at my behavior towards Ranti like Rangga and Cinta who had expired. Like Dilan and Milea who are old. Let them be disgusted and illfeel with our behavior that forgets age. Let alone! I don't care!!! What matters is that my heart is full of flowers of happiness!! Thank you Ranti! Thank you God!

I sped as fast as lightning after full consciousness filled my logic space. The shame!!!

Oh God!! How happy I am! Rosa and Mas Anang just shook their heads hearing my story that Ranti accepted my invitation to refer back.

We will have a discussion later after Ranti returns from Malaysia. I look forward to his return with a heart pounding.

Ranti will be home Saturday afternoon. I called him to ask him if I could pick him up at the airport.

Ranti refuses. He just asked me to pick up Orange at Hardi's house to bring him back to Bojong because Ranti would just slide home to Bojong. Be me and Orange waiting for him at home with joy and joy.

I have prepared everything to welcome Ranti's return. Buy some bouquets of flowers to decorate the living room table and some in the corner of Ranti's house. I also bought a heart-shaped tart with the words 'welcome home, mama! From papa & Orange'. I also bought a pair of engagement rings yesterday to pin later on Ranti's sweet day.

"Yes, my birthday?" asked Orange innocently to make me smile and kiss her cheek.

"Today my mom came home from Malaysia, son! Orange happy khan our mama's coming home! So we make mama happy too!" Orange smiled with sparkling eyes and nodded. Smart son!

Ranti was amazed to see me and Jingga who had been sitting sweetly in the house waiting for her arrival. His smile expanded while hugging the Orange and grabbing it.

"Mama kangen Orange, Iaaang!"

Ranti was amazed to see the decorated flowers on the guest table, dining table and also the corners of her house. I gave him a mouthful without a sound. Only a smile concluded that how happy I was to see her back.

Ranti is like a 16-year-old young girl. Her face flushed. Looking down smilingly thanked me while smelling the fragrance from the bouquet I gave. Oh Allah....!! Feeling young is returning to my blood flow. How sweet is the love I now feel. I am like a young man of 17 years who feels mighty and great because his expression of love is well responded and accepted by his soulmate.

"Mas! I received your invitation the other day, but on condition!"

"There's condition? What's the condition, Ranti?" much worry.

"You need to get an operation right away. Ijab kabul again!"

"Yes. I have already made the decision of the operation, Ranti! Tomorrow I'm scheduled to enter the operating room for removal of the tumor cells."

"Alhamdulillaah! I'm happy, mas fight and spirit!"

"Because of you and Orange, I'm excited, Ranti! But I also have a request. Please accept and obey my request."

"What, mas?"

"I'm asking for a whole month. I want surgery and self-medication and recovery without anyone taking me along!"

"Mas mean?"

"I'm only asking for a month. Wait for me, Ranti! I promise I'll be healthy and the three of us back together."

"Mas! You want to be alone on medication?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Isn't that too sad, mom? When others just want to be fully supported and supported by their loved ones, instead you close access and alone live it all? That's what you want, mas?"

"Just pray for me from home, Ran! Prayers mustajab! I really believe that! You are the cornerstone of all my successes! Pray that I will be healthy and we will be happy. I also didn't tell you which hospital I operated on. Even Hera, Rosa, Mas Anang. I want your prayers!"

"Buck!..."

"I don't want to look weak and pathetic in your eyes! I will be excited because of your prayers! Believe in the Greatness and Power of God, Ranti! New cancer stage 1. God willing I can fight and get back healthy and cancer free again!"

Ranti's tears flowed making me look at her with a gaze begging for her understanding. This time I dare to remove the flowing feathers on his cheeks.

"I believe you always pray for me! You always want the best for me! I am the same. I want to give my best for you too, Ranti! Although I was once very guilty and sinful to you, but I was determined to close the black sheet to dare to step by opening a new sheet. With you Ranti! And also our orange! Thank you for all your sacrifice and loyalty to me. Iloveyou! I love you, Ranti! How's your?... I want you to love me too. Not out of pity and pity for my life. But for I am only a servant of God who is full of shortcomings! Would you love me like that, Ranti??"

"Yes, mom! I love you, mas! I love you too, mom! Not out of pity and pity! But because I love you as sincerely as my heart. Even now I can see my heart so white because of my love for you. Guide me and lead me again, mother! I want to be with you until death do us part! Until we meet again in Jannah. I want to be with you always!"

I cried hearing Ranti's words. Deteriorated prostrate to his feet. These tears were so swift that they made me unable to speak anymore.

"Mas, wake up, mas! Don't kiss my feet, mas! I will bow down to your feet when we are lawful and lawful again in the eyes of God!" My tears are flowing unstoppably.

Subhanallah wallhamdulillah wallahu...

"Maaas, look at Orange!" Ranti squealed making me jerk in surprise.

Our son was sitting in the middle of the dining table with his mouth full of creamy tarts. Yes Allaah!

Ranti and I laughed at the orange who remained indifferent even though we laughed and scrambled to kiss her left and right cheeks.

"Your mommy talks late! The old khan orange awaits! So cut the orange yourself into her birthday cake!!"

Orange!!!!.... Very clever, you boy!

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