Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)

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Medicine miss bag. 2

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The time machine pointed at ten o'clock in the night. Khanza woke up from sleep because he felt very hungry. He really wants to eat bananas. But bananas are not just bananas. But bananas are directly plucked from the tree.

He also moved from a lying position and brought his body to sit on the lap of Rangga who was still focused on staring at the flat screen. Lately Rangga is very busy because he plans to open a branch of Go-Success company in Jakarta. In addition, the cafes he managed increased in number. So inevitably, Rangga had to work extra.

Khanza put his hands around Rangga's neck. Then he looked at the net which was framed by glasses with an intense gaze. "Pi, hungry mommy," Khanza's great-grandson in a voice that sounded spoiled.

Rangga published a smile and closed his laptop to ignore his beloved wife, Saqueena Khanza Humaira. He took off his glasses and put them on the table.

"Mommy wants to eat what? Want papi masakin fried rice?"

Khanza shook his head followed by the movement of his lips that formed a cone.

"Mommy won't eat fried rice, Pi?"

"Keep, Mommy wants to eat what, hmm?" Rangga wrapped his hands around Khanza's waist. Then he showered the cheeks and neck niches of his halal lover with a friendly kiss. Khanza's body immediately brushed when Rangga's lips touched the niche of his neck.

"Pi, mommy wants to eat bananas" he replied.

"The refrigerator is there, Mi. If you do not want the one in the refrigerator, what if the banana is papi special? Guaranteed to be delicious and certainly make Mommy addicted," he said while raising both eyebrows while tempting Khanza.

"Basic o-mes' husband." Khanza's lips chipped followed by a bead movement of his eyes that rotated lazily.

"Although o-mes, Mommy's in love, right?" Rangga glanced at the netra and then briefly kissed his wife's ranum lips.

"Hmmm, yes. Very love really, really notttt," he answered by putting on a flat face, without turning a smile.

"Alhamdulillah, papi also love very much. There is no woman who can make papi fall in love other than Mommy, Doctor Saqueena Khanza Humaira."

"Gombal amoh, Pi." Rangga chuckled at Khanza's successful speech tickling the ears.

"It's not Mukiyo's dreadlocks, Mi?"

"No. Mukiyo has been replaced by Mukidi for going back and forth." Khanza's answer that impressed the origin made Rangga again chuckle.

"Pi, mommy really wants to eat bananas tonight.But, mommy wants bananas that are directly picked from the Pi tree," he continued.

"Must tonight huh Mi? Tomorrow morning, how about it?"

"Yes Pi, it has to be tonight. I don't want to wait until tomorrow morning. Especially tomorrow." tomorrow."

Rangga let out a heavy sigh and thought for a moment. For him, it did not matter if he had to comply with his wife's request. Especially just picking bananas. But it's dark. Rangga remembered the words of someone when he was still sitting in the Elementary School. Said the man, the banana tree has a waiter, an invisible creature commonly called 'Mas Poci'. If the waiter is not a supernatural creature, Rangga will treat a cup of coffee as a thank you. But, what if the waiter is a creature wrapped in white cloth? Not a word of thanks that was said from Rangga's lips. Except the exorcist.

Rangga also shuddered in horror when imagining meeting with a mas poci. He wanted to reject Khanza's request, but he understood very well that his pregnant wife's request was, like a queen's. It cannot be refused and must be carried out.

"No pa-pa, Mi. All right, papi's gonna pick up the banana right now. Mommy is home! Papi will ask Mr. Udin to accompany."

Khanza nodded and published a smile accompanied by a happy twinkle that was vividly painted on his face. "Thanks, Pi. Mommy senennggg. Mommy will be faithfully waiting at home" he said. Khanza then gave a kiss on Rangga's lips as an expression of gratitude.

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After asking permission from the owner of the garden, Rangga and Udin began picking bananas. They pluck bananas by cutting down banana tree trunks using machetes.

Rangga frowned when he found Udin's face suddenly changed pias. Even the man's body shook violently, as if he was looking at something terrifying.

"What's up, Mr Udin? Why does it seem, you're so scared?"

With trembling lips, Udin answered the question posed by the master. "I-it's Den. A-there are two mas poci. They're walking closer." Udin pointed at the object in question with his index finger.

Rangga turned his head in the direction indicated by Udin. And it's true. Two figures dressed in all white were walking over. Instantly, Rangga read the verse of the chair by closing his eyes.

"Allahu laa ilaaha illaa huwal hayyul qayyum. Laa ta’khudzuu sinatuw wa laa naum. Lahuu maa fis samaawaati wa maa fil ardh.

Man dzal ladzii yasyfa’u ‘indahuu illaa bi idznih.Ya’lamu maa baina aidiihim wa maa khalfahum. Wa laa yuhiithuuna bi syai-im min ‘ilmihii ilaa bi maa syaa-a. Wasi’a kursiyyuhus samawaati wal ardha wa laa ya-uuduhu hifzhuhumaa. Wahuwal ‘aliyyul ‘azhiim."

After reading the verse of the chair, Rangga opened his eyelids slowly. He was surprised, the creature dressed all in white did not disappear, but instead walked closer.

In the next second, the two beings who were thought to be poci mas also smiled and said their greetings.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mas Rangga, Bang Udin" he said.

"Wa-wa'alaikumsalam." Rangga and Udin answered compactly. The two looked at each other and scratched the nape that was not itchy at all. Apparently, the objects that they thought were the appearance of the mas poci were Halimah and Aisya who were wearing all white clothes. The two women had just attended a regular recitation every Tuesday night at the Fathul Ikhsan mosque.

"Mas Rangga and Bang Udin, why are these nights in Hamid's kyai garden?" ask Halimah wonder.

"Mmm .. My wife craves bananas, Mom. So inevitably, I have to pluck it tonight as well" replied Rangga by commenting on a friendly smile.

Halimah and Aisya. Then they returned to say hello before leaving in front of Rangga and Udin.

After the death of Halimah and Aisya, the two men of different generations laughed back and forth laughing at their own silliness, who thought of Halimah and Aisyah .. 'poci'mas'.

But their laughter stopped immediately, when a voice that was similar to the laughter of Kunkun mbak.

"Kaboorrrrr," the two shouted before running away from the garden of Kyai Hamid.

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