Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)
Reminiscible
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"Ranggaaaa ...."
Rangga woke up when he heard his wife's screams. His eyes blinked adjusting the room light.
"Za .. dear. What the hell's going on? You're having nightmares, aren't you?" Rangga patted Khanza's cheek to wake his wife up.
Slowly, Khanza opened the net. His breath sounded irregular and his face was framed with water dots ....
"The host, don't go! Please, never leave me!" the door while holding Rangga's body tightly ....
Rangga replied to the decapitation and rubbed Khanza's back with an up and down movement while giving peace.
"Darling, I was always by your side. Until then, I won't go --"
"But in the dream .. you left me," he said sobbing.
Rangga commented a smile and stretched out a hug. He lifted his wife's chin and looked at the beads of eyes that were inundated by water points.
"Darling, dreams are just flowers of sleep. Believe me, until any time .. I will not leave you! Unless he wills. We as servants, can only live the stroke of destiny sincerely and recklessly --"
"Listening to your words, I'm getting scared. I'm afraid to face the reality that's going to happen tomorrow-"
"Dear, never be afraid to face reality! Because He is always with us. His will is the best. God tests us, because He is longing to embrace His servant who surrendered" said Rangga wisely.
"Yes Ngga. I-I want to skyrocket the pinta, so that the Divine does not give a test that is too heavy. I really can't, Ngga."
"Honey, God will not test His servant beyond the limits of his ability"
"Yes Ngga, but -"
Rangga stuck his index finger on Khanza's lips without turning a gaze. "No word but, Za. Better, we wudhu and then perform lail prayers. Let's cover the pinta and read the love until dawn!"
Khanza nodded faintly as a sign that she had agreed to her husband's invitation.
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Dew drops spread a wet smell. Provides coolness so that the soul feels peaceful.
Khanza sat on the balcony with his chin up. He waited for Rangga who was making lotus porridge for him.
Khanza's lips curled when remembered several years ago. Precisely, when he and Rangga met at the event aqiqah the couple's daughter Keanu and Raina ....
Flashback on (a fragment of Rangga and Khanza's episode in the novel Former So Besan)
"Mother ...." Nabila, Kirana, and Khanza turned towards the origin of the voice.
"Rangga," Khanza murmured, followed by a perfectly rotating netra.
"The stairs, come here, baby!" pinta Nabila while punching the arm of the son.
"Your son, Bil?" the question sentence that was spoken was accompanied by a look of admiration.
"Yes Ran. Of course this handsome young man is my son. His name is Rangga."
"The ladder? Well, surely one day will be the soul mate of Love" said Kirana.
"Not Love, Te. But a girl who was standing behind Auntie" said Rangga. He pointed at the girl in question with his chin movements.
"So you know each other?"
"Of course it's been Te. Me and Khanza are like Rangga and Cinta. Don't you, Za?"
Khanza rolled his eyes when he heard Rangga's words. It was obvious that Khanza did not like Rangga, a young man who was very PD and narcissistic eleven twelve with Keanu.
"Isshhh, PD very. Never had a PD, because he was diligent in glazing. Who is willing to be the Love for Rangga that O-Ranggantheng blas." Khanza's lips were cut. Hand shut.
"Ehem. No, pay your respects to Aunt Kirana! Shalim!" tell Nabila while breaking her hand.
Rangga scratched his hair which was not itchy at all. Hands outstretched to grab Kirana's hand. Then he kissed the back of the hand of the girl's mother who he judged with reverence.
Kirana's smile rises. The fingers of the lentic hand rubbed Rangga's head with tenderness.
"Rangga, Khanza, we stayed a while, yes" said Nabila. Without waiting for a reply from Rangga or Khanza, the two women who were no longer young stepped away.
"Khanza, ahem." Rangga nudged Khanza's arm with his elbow.
"Apaan sihh's. Don't jerk! Fucking, tauuu." Khanza rubbed his arms violently.
"Za, don't overdo it like that! Believe me, I am not unclean! Before I touch you, I make sure I ablude first."
"You're not supposed to touch me, Ngga. The man who O-Rangganteng blasssss." Netra Khanza. Piss bulging.
"Za, although my attention does not look like alif lam syamsiyah, but my love for you is like alif lam qomariyah, it reads clearly," said Rangga with earnestness while looking at Khanza's face fixedly.
"Za, as Hamzah Qat'ie needs to be called, so is your name that I should always mention in every bow, in one third of the night" he added.
"Wkwkwk .. giggle." It turns out that oh apparently from earlier Ikhsan eavesdropped on the conversation of two people who are still old, Rangga and Khanza. Ikhsan chuckled when he heard Rangga's flurry, pretentious sweet.
"Pffhttt .. hahahhaa. Ehekkk, who is again being followed, echhh ralat .. digombalin," Ikhsan said with a laugh still framing his face.
"Ishhhh, Ikhsan!" Khanza pursed his lips. He was very upset at two men who were both annoying.
"Eh, is your name Rangga?"
"Yes, it's."
"Don't shoot Khanza with 'I love you'. But shoot him by saying 'Qobiltu' !" tell Ikhsan by raising his eyebrows.
"That must be Mas, if the time has come. For now, Rangga will shoot Khanza with 'Bismillah'..," said Rangga steadily.
Khanza's getting caught up. Then he chose to pass away, leaving two children Adam who was very annoying.
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