
Getting a shout from the husband who looked so furious, made Kiran's guts shrivel instantly. The twenty-six-year-old woman did not step back, Rangga would be so angry with her when she mentioned her best friend's name.
Silence struck instantly in the room, when no one spoke at all. Of course they were very scared, with the anger of Rangga at the moment.
Kiran let out her long breath, after being silent. Kiran boldly raised her face, and threw it at Rangga, who was looking at her with a sharp look.
Do not want to lose, even though in fact the heart has lost, with its own feelings for Rangga. But given her unrequited love, and how Rangga treated her, Kiran made a bold voice - to answer her husband's screams.
"I wanted to borrow a car from Mas, and Mas didn't want to give it to him at all. Am I wrong to ask my best friend, Raian?"
"As long as you stay in this house, you must obey what I say Kiran!"
Kiran gave her smile. The smile that hinted at the wound, as it was in fact a fake smile that he carved on the face.
"I'm not your prisoner, Mum! So I'm asking you not to, not to hold me back too much."
"I'm your husband. And I have the right, to govern you as I please. So like it, or don't like it you have to obey all my will." By suppressing his words.
Kiran took off her smile. Again Rangga said that she was her husband, but in fact Rangga did to her, not as a wife.
Kiran's memory returned to the scene last night, where after they had united, Rangga went back to his room, and said something painful for him, if they were merely PARTNERS BED, Rangga said, and not husband and wife of course. It is so hurt to remember it again.
Not wanting Rangga to see her tears that were about to drip, Kiran immediately rose from her seat, which immediately provoked Rangga's attention. Reaching out for her bag that was beside the empty chair, and immediately passed from the dining room without saying goodbye to Rangga. And it was more and more angling, her husband's emotions.
"Kiran's....Kiran....Stop saying!" With a high tone, when he gave his word.
Kiran immediately stopped her footsteps, when she heard Rangga's screams, at her.
"I'm going to my parents' house, Mas" replied Kira, with a step back.
Rangga let out his long breath. The spoon that was in his grasp, he threw it away. His quarrel with Kiran this morning, managed to make the man's appetite disappear instantly.
"Aunt Ijah!" call Rangga suddenly, who also melted the tense atmosphere in the room.
"I..Yes Sir," Aunt Ijah replied.
"Done all the food on this table! I'm done" said Rangga, getting up from his seat, and passing from the room, followed by Doni from behind.
Iyam took a long breath, throwing his gaze at Rangga, who had passed away from the house together, Doni.
The steps of the young maid he took, approaching Aunt Ani, who was lifting the leftovers from the table.
"Mr Rangga is very selfish. If she doesn't love, but she forbids Miss Kiran to be close to another man."
Aunty Ijah's face immediately turned on Iyam, after listening to what the young maid had said.
"You want to know, what is the true state of their marriage?!" aunty Ani asked, with a serious look.
"Sad..Auntie! Of course we know. I know that Bibi was trying to hide how Mr. Rangga and Ms. Kiran were actually married. I don't know how Mr. Rangga and Ms. Kiran actually got married. But if Mr. Rangga loves Miss Kiran, surely they will occupy one room. This is quite the opposite, Mr. Rangga still occupies his room which he occupied with the late Doctor Rani, and Miss Kiran sleeps in the room which is on the second floor."
"Yes already! Let's get it sorted out. But remember, don't tell anyone this, otherwise! Lord Rangga could be furious, at us!" tell Aunt Ijah, by suppressing her words.
"Well, I won't tell anyone."
"Yes. Especially the big madam, because she did not approve of Mr. Rangga marrying Miss Kiran at all."
"Good Auntie! I get it."
****
Rangga let out his long breath. Tightness still squeezed the man's chest, as a result of his quarrel, and Kiran this morning. The tie that perched on his shirt, he loosened a little. Put down the windshield of the car, by throwing as far as possible staring at the beauty of the city in the morning. Looking, and continuing to look that made the thirty-year-old man, drift in his own world.
"Why am I so angry with Kiran? Isn't it nice that he's with another guy? So after a year of our marriage, I divorced her - without having to face her cries later, for being separated from me. But, without me realizing that I've..." Not continuing his sentence, because he felt it was impossible.
"No! No way, I've fallen in love with Kiran. Until I was so jealous, when she mentioned Rian's name," she murmured inwardly.
"Master.." call Donit suddenly, who defends the man's daydream.
"Are you okay?"
"Of course I'll be fine. Do you think fighting with that stubborn woman would stress me out?!"
"I'm sorry, Sir! Forgive me," replied Doni with a clumsy smile.
Silence again struck in the car, when the two were both silent. Quite a long moment of silence finally Rangga re-opened his mouth.
"Doni..."
"Yes Sir.."
"You find out what Kiran went to her parents' house for today. Because as far as I know, he has a bad relationship, with his family."
"Okay, sir,"
****
HOSPITAL
This is where Kiran is. One of the hospitals, which is in the city. Kiran decided to redeem the medicine at the hospital, after one of the doctors who examined her father, gave her a prescription.
"This is the cure, miss! And pay it, right there!" the woman said, pointing her middle finger at a locker.
"Well Mba.." replied Kiran by reaching for the medicine, and approached the place in question.
After paying for the medicine, Kiran intends to go back to her father, and Aunt Surti who is still doing the examination. Just a few steps he took, suddenly there was a grimace to his name.
"Kira..."
Turning his face to the origin of the flare, and finding the figure of the middle Doctor Devan, approaching him.
"Doctor Devan," he murmured.
"Hallo Kiran! How are you?" doctor Devan asked with a smile, as he was close to Kiran.
"good. How's the doctor himself?"
"good. Very-very well. And how's Rangga, your husband?"
"That bastard! Surely very good!" kiran replied, with a tone of voice that sounded annoyed.
"The son of a bitch?" Doctor Devan carved a thin smile on her face, hearing as Kiran told SIBRENGSEK to her own husband.
"Have forgotten it." And then, the two went hand in hand.
"Doctor.." call Kiran slowly.
"What's wrong?"
"Meetme..."Kiran looked doubtful.
"What do you want to ask, Kiran?!" doctor Devan asked, with a demanding-sounding tone.
"Does the Doctor know my husband's past? And how did he, and Doctor Rani, meet? Did the doctor know?"
"We'll just sit there. And are you in a hurry?"
"No! Not really, 'cause my dad's still having another check."
****
This is where Kiran and Devan are now. In one of the long chairs, which is located in the middle of the garden.
Quite a long silence, Devan finally made a sound.