Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)
Rangga Story
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"alright sweetheart. After breakfast, I'll give you something, Za."
The look on Khanza's face changed when she heard her husband's words. He also uttered a question accompanied by a twinkle in his eye bead.
"What Not?"
"There's dech. Take a shower and don't soak for too long!" her word.
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After breakfast, Rangga took his wife to the amaryllis flower garden. The two sat on a long bench overlooking the river. Rangga wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. While Khanza, he leaned his head on the shoulder of Rangga, the husband who is now loved.
"Ngga, actually ... what do you want to give me?" Khanza raised her head and looked at her husband's face.
Rangga returned Khanza's gaze with a smile that framed his handsome face. Then he took something out of his shirt pocket.
"I want to give this, Za-" he said, handing Khanza a red jewelry box.
Without a doubt, Khanza accepted it. He also said a question followed by the base of the eyebrows that are linked to each other. "What is this, Ngga?"
"Open up Za!" say it without fading the smile on the face.
Slowly, Khanza opened the jewelry box given by the lover of the heart. The net rotates perfectly when looking at the contents of the jewelry box. Pendant in the form of white gold with heart-shaped hangers decorated with blue diamonds.
"Continue?" his screeches accompanied twinkle in both eye beads.
"Yes. This locket is for you, Za. I bought it when we were still sitting in High School --"
"It's been a long time Ngga-"
"Yes Za. It's been a long time. Actually, I'd like to give you this locket on your birthday. Precisely, when you were 17. But because you are always jutek and cringe every time I see him, I undo it --" Rangga paused for a moment.
"Alhamdulillah, the girl who used to be cruel and fiercely begging for forgiveness, has now become my wife. I am very grateful Za, what I asked Him for all this time has been affirmed. My wait and struggle to get your love is not in vain thanks to His love and pleasure" said Rangga. He rubbed the cheeks of his halal lover gently accompanied by the twinkle of loving eyes.
Khanza was overwhelmed by her husband's words. In his heart he promised, he would no longer waste Rangga's sincere love.
"You know Za, why did I choose a blue diamond?"
Khanza shook his head accompanied by a smile that framed her pretty face.
"I chose the color blue, because it symbolizes trust and loyalty. I hope we can trust each other and be loyal to each other, Za. Not just for now. But for ever. Trust me, you're the only woman I love and nothing else."
Rangga kissed Khanza's long forehead and then draped a pendant on the neck of his lover.
Netra Khanza. She is very much loved by her husband, Rangga Adithya Fairuz.
"Thank you, Ngga" he said with trembling lips.
"Yes, honey. Never take off this locket, Za!"
Khanza returned to lay his head on her husband's shoulder. He turned his net gaze to the expanse of amaryllis flowers that were dancing in the wind.
"Ngga, actually .. are you an ojek driver or are you just pretending to be an ojek driver to trick me?"
Rangga chuckled when he heard the question expressed by Khanza. Instead of answering, Rangga asked his cute wife. "If I'm really an ojek driver, what about Za? Honestly, I don't intend to fool you."
"No problem, No. You are a motorcycle driver or building coolie though, I will never be ashamed. But --"
"But what is Za?"
"But I still can't believe that you're just an ojek driver. Proof, you can buy a house."
Rangga chuckled softly. "Not wrong, Za. Although a motorcycle driver, I like to save."
"Oh yeah? I can't believe it, Ngga."
"I'm really a driver ojek Za. Exactly two years ago --"
"Two years ago?"
"Yes Za. Two years ago, my mother was devastated that my father divorced her. Dad prefers his second wife and doesn't care at all about your feelings --"
Rangga breathed deeply. He tried to throw a sense of tightness when he remembered his father's treatment of the mother.
Khanza understood what her husband was feeling. He raised his head and held Rangga's hand tightly while transferring positive energy that is able to give a sense of calm.
"Za, you know, my father has two wives. I married my mother because I had to. They married without love. After marriage, I only touched my mother on the first night. Not even a month before my parents got married, the father blatantly brought his girlfriend home. Although his heart was very sick, he tried to stay strong. In fact, you let me. .. marry her lover." Rangga's face looks sad. The sparkle in his eyes dimmed. His joy disappeared when he remembered the fate of the mother.
"Two years ago, not only divorced the mother, but the father and wife both tried to seize the grandfather's company. Despite having managed to seize the grandfather company, the father's second wife sent people to terrorize and destroy our lives. Luckily, mom told us everything we experienced to mother Kiran. Thank God, thanks to Bima's father and Kiran's mother we can be free from the terror and pressure of both fathers' wives. And ... Every time we go into town, Bima's father always sends his confidants to escort us --"
"So, your departure all along wasn't just because I kicked you out, wasn't it?"
Rangga nodded faintly and exhaled a slightly rough breath. "Yes, Za. I went to avoid the demon woman's men. At first, I wore a mustache and a fake beard every time I went to town. But Bima's father suggested, it's better that I really mustachioed and bearded for a while. So that no one would recognize me but mother, father Bima, and mother Kiran."
Khanza felt empathy after hearing the story of the journey of Rangga and the mother. He just understood behind the joy of a Rangga Adithya Fairuz, stored a story that incised sadness ....
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