Love My Doctor Husband

THE DILEMMA OF A RANGO

Mama Dila's face looked so red. It was obvious that the middle-aged woman did not seem to like what her son had just said.

"You are so outrageous Rangga! Are there no other women?!So it has to be that woman, you still you choose!"

Rangga breathed heavily. The body he rested on the back of the chair, by throwing a pair of pupils of his eyes at the Mother, who was looking at him sharply.

"Maa.. Even if it is from Kiran, it is not the same, the child that will grow in her womb, will come from my seed. So what's the difference, Maa? And why should it be disputed?"

"But still, Mama doesn't like Kiran, Rangga!" mama Dila said by suppressing her words.

"Yes..."

"If you still insist on staying with Kiran, yes! Mama would approve. But Mama wants you to remarry another woman, and that woman will give birth to your successor."

"Don't force me, Maa!" continued Rangga, who seemed to have looked desperate, with the wishes of the Mother, who still wanted, he had to marry another woman.

Mama Dila immediately got up from her seat, after one hand, grabbed her HERMES bag, which she placed on the table.

"Mama's coming home, and I hope you think about what you said!" exclaimed Mama Dila with already stepped foot, towards the door. But the footsteps he suddenly stopped, when he remembered something.

"Oh, yes. Soon there will be a party, at Mr. Hardi's house, and Mama is sure that you will have the invitation. Go then! Who knows, you will find a woman who can be Mama's daughter-in-law" continued Mama Dila.

"I'll just give Mama a grandchild, but only with Kiran, not with another woman!" exclaimed Rangga, by affirming his words.

Mama Dila did not respond to what her son said. Just stared intently, and resumed the footsteps he had stopped earlier.

Rangga sighed his long breath, when the tightness so squeezed, inside the chest. His two eyes looked up, and remembered what he had said to the Mother earlier.

A smile immediately framed on the handsome face of the man, who felt himself so ridiculous with his words earlier, THAT HE WOULD ONLY HAVE CHILDREN WITH KIRAN.

Rubbing the face rough, feeling himself really silly.

"What did I say?! This is totally insane! I don't love her at all, so how can I have a child with her? After all, this marriage will end one year later, and after that we will get divorced. But, what am I supposed to do? While Mama kept asking for the Grandson," muttered Rangga, with a fret that suddenly hit again.

The door of the room opens, and displays the figure of his personal Secretary Doni, who comes by grasping a red map. Put the map directly opposite to Rangga, with a sheet of paper inside it.

"Where should I sign?"

"It's Master!" doni replied by pointing out everywhere, which the man had to sign.

"Master.." call Doni later, when Rangga was busy mmbubuhi his signature, where there is written his name as the leader of the Wijaya Group.

"What's wrong?"

"Will it be a short night, you will come to the party held by Mr Hardi?"

"Of course, I'm sure I'll come. Why why?"

"Meetme..." And Doni looks doubtful.

"What's up Doni? Just tell me, don't make me curious!" rangga asked in a tone that sounded annoyed, when Doni never finished his sentence.

"Are you going to take Miss Kiran as well? Because after all, everyone knows that she's your wife."

That heavy heart, let alone considering his relationship with Kiran that had always been, was not good. But thinking about what Doni just said is absolutely right. Everyone knows that Kiran is his wife.

"Yes. Of course, I'll take her."

"Are you sure, sir?"

Rangga knitted his two brows, staring intensely at Doni-sang Secretary, upon hearing the man's question, which felt strange in his ears.

"Something's wrong?"

Doni smiled clumsily, having found a question back from his Master.

****

Time stepped-and continued to move, until it had delivered the weather, which was headed for dusk. A black luxury sedan, parked a little away from the flower shop, where Kiran works.

Rangga looked irritated and had been waiting for almost half an hour in the car, but Kiran had not revealed her nose, until now.

"You said they'd close the character at half-five! But why is it almost five o'clock? Kiran hasn't come home yet!"

Doni displayed a clumsy smile on his face, while facing the question from his Master, who seemed to be holding back anger at him.

"I'm sorry, Sir! Maybe in a minute."

"Yes! I hope that's true, because you told me yourself that Kiran was coming home from work at half-five."

After displaying a hanger that read the word, CLOSE on the glass door, Kiran and Dian immediately stretched his two legs past from inside the flower shop.

Dian approached his motorbike matic, which was parked in the front yard. Turn the motor on, and approach Kiran who is already standing on the lip of the highway.

"Are you still waiting for Rian?"

"Come on! We're just friends, and it's nothing!" replied Kiran with a face that was clear, when again faced with the question of Dian who always teased her.

"At least he likes you, Kiran! And he's a good man. It would be much better to be with him, than to be with SiRangga!"

"We'll see, 'cause I don't know what's gonna happen next."

"The obvious! That Wijaya, will divorce you one year later, and after he divorces you, he will be free from the demands of his parents who always ask him, to get married."

"You talk a lot, Dian! And it's getting me dizzy. And go!"

"alright. But are you sure you won't come home with me?"

"I'm sure I'll just go home by myself."

"Alright," answered Dian, with a second wheeler, leaving the loyal Kiran standing on the edge of the highway.

Kiran gave her eyes a distant look, then the young girl, began to step her feet, down the edge of the highway. He was so swept away in his world that the woman was so shocked when a car stopped right beside him.

Don't know who was in that car? Making Kiran's face as if struck by a question mark, who is the owner of this luxury car?

Rangga lowered half the glass of his car, which made Kiran so shocked, because he did not step aside for the man who was her husband, would come to work.

"Dian!" And Kiran immediately pursed her lips, and resumed the words, only to realize that she had given the wrong name.

"I'm sorry, I mean Mas Rangga!"

The weather was already afternoon, of course the cold air began to crackle, and it must have been very pronounced on the skin. But not with a Rangga. The man's body temperature felt so hot, the flames of anger were already burning, after he heard Kiran mispronounce her name.

"Let's go in!" pinta Rangga, upset.

Given Rangga's attitude this morning, of course Kiran resolutely refused the man's request.

"Sorry, I don't want to!"

"I said come in, Kiran!" pinta Rangga, with a tone of voice that has begun to rise.

"Once again I reiterate, Lord Rangga! I don't want to!" kiran replied with a press of her words, and passed away leaving Rangga, who was still inside her luxury car.

"Maybe Miss Kiran, still upset by your attitude this morning Sir!" exclaim Doni smile.

Rangga's emotions are growing. With a little rough he opened the car door, and quickly stepped towards Kiran who was completely unaware of the existence of Rangga, behind her. And when it came close to Kiran, the man immediately carried Kiran just like that, which made the woman so surprised.

"Mas...Unhand me! Release!" pinta Kiran by trying to escape, from Rangga's sling.