Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)

Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)
Two Angel Bag. 2




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"But Ma'am, this money is very much --"


"Gas, the money you can use for selling capital. So, you and your mother .. insha Allah will never starve again" Khanza said.


The words that came out of Khanza's lips were like dew soothing the soul of Bagas. The ten-year-old boy's eyes glazed over. In his mind, he chanted a word of gratitude for the fortune given by Allah through the intermediary of two wingless angels, Rangga and Khanza. He also made a plea to the Divine for two people who have reached out sincerely and sincerely.


"How, can I repay the kindness of Mas Rangga and Mbak Khanza?" Bagas says question sentences.


Rangga and Khanza commented on the smile when they heard the question addressed by Bagas. Both hands of a noble-hearted husband pair were outstretched to gently wipe the shoulders of Bagas, the poor little boy.


"Reply to our kindness by continuing to love your mother. Pray to him, for heaven is at his feet. A diligent school so that you can be a smart and proud child of Gas," said Rangga without fading a smile.


"Yes, I will always love my mother and try to be a devoted child. Because ... only mom is all I have since dad kicked us out of the house. My father never loved and loved us. I'd rather live with another woman --"


Bagas was unable to continue his words. He was also unable to hold the dots of water that had previously sprouted on the eyelids. The little boy burst into tears after telling his very strange life story.


Instantly, Rangga grabbed Bagas body then hugged him tightly, shedding the originally restrained cry. The handsome man did not expect, that the life story experienced by Bagas and his mother was exactly the same as he and his mother had experienced.


The atmosphere of novelty enveloped the entire room of Javanese bakmi warung Mbah Pahing. Khanza and Mbah Pahing also shed tears when they saw two different generations of Adam's children embrace each other.


Slowly, Rangga broke into a hug. He was a trail of tears that washed his face. Same with Bagas, Khanza, and Mbah Pahing. The three people wiped away the trail of tears with their hands.


"Bagas, can we meet your mother?" ask what was on Khanza's lips.


"Of course you can," he replied followed by a slow nod.


Rangga moved from a sitting position followed by Khanza. After paying Javanese bakmi and saying goodbye to Mbah Pahing, Rangga guided Khanza and Bagas.


The streets of Jogja were still running when the time machine pointed to the number half-four. There were only a few vehicles passing by and people walking towards the mosque to prepare to fulfill their duties at dawn.


"Gas, where's your house?"


Bagas's face looks sad. His tongue seemed to be confused to just answer the question posed by Khanza.


"Gas ...." Khanza patted Bagas on the shoulder.


"Sir, my mother and I have no home. After being evicted by my father, every night we stayed at the store. Sometimes, we also sleep inside the mosque" he said.


The words of Bagas successfully incised the sensation of pain in the heart of Rangga. He was exposed to the difficult times he had gone through with his mother. Rangga and Nabila also slept in the mosque. Of course before Kirana asked them to stay in W village and provide a house as a place to live and provide all the facilities needed. Not only that, Kirana and her husband also gave protection to Rangga and Nabila from Clarisa's men who want to act evil.


Kirana asks Nabila to manage the ICPA hospital she founded with her beloved husband, Abimana. In fact, Kirana and Abimana also gave jobs to Rangga. But Rangga refused. He chose to become an online motorcycle driver. Feeling unbearable to see his son who often came home late at night, Nabila decided to sell the house of his father's legacy, in order to support Rangga's wishes, establishing the Go-Success company. The house was the only treasure he could save from Clarisa's greed. Thank God, thanks to the pleasure of Allah and the hard work of Rangga, Go-Success company is growing and has subsidiaries in several big cities.


"Sir, it's my mother!" Bagas pointed his index finger at the object in question. A young woman was standing in front of the mosque, looking left and right. Instantly, Rangga stopped his car when he heard Bagas' words.


"Is that really your mother, Gas?" Rangga.


"Yes, that's my mother." Bagas replied with a mantab.


Rangga got out of the car followed by Khanza and Bagas. The three swung their legs towards Ratna (mother Bagas).


"Mother ...." Bagas yelled and rushed into his mother's arms.


"Bagas darling ...." Ratna welcomed the embrace of the son.


The mother and son hugged each other, shedding tears that neither could bear.


"Where have you been, son? I was looking for you."


Bagas a little stretch embrace. He stretched out his small hand to wipe the face of the mother who was framed by tears. Ratna smiled and then changed to wipe the trail of tears on the cute face of Bagas, the only son of the puppet he loved so much.


"Bu, Mas Rangga and Mbak Khanza bought us like Javanese. They also give us some money, so we can sell" he continued.


TEST


Ratna again shed tears when Bagas told her about the kindness of Rangga and Khanza. Then, he said those words with trembling lips. "God willing, thank you Rangga, Mrs Khanza. Somehow, how can we repay the kindness of both of you."


Khanza put on a smile. He gave a short hug and spoke with a smooth-sounding speech. "Bak Ratna and Bagas do not need to repay everything we have given. Because in truth, what we have now .. is only a deposit from God. So, we as servants are obliged to spend the rest of Him for good."


NYESSSS


Khanza's words are like drops of sky water that water the whole earth.


"Mbak, if Mbak Ratna pleases .. come with us. Coincidentally, our house in the village of W had not been in for a long time. Stay there with Bagas! All the villagers were very friendly. God willing, Bagas will have many friends there. I will enroll Bagas to attend ICPA Elementary School. The Elementary School that my father and mother founded as a substitute for a smart home" he continued.


After a moment of thought, Ratna accepted Khanza's offer.


Their conversation was interrupted when the voice of the divine call was heard. Rangga, Khanza, Ratna, and Bagas welcomed the divine call by hastening to purify themselves. Then they prepare to perform the congregation's morning prayers ....


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Ratna and Bagas visual bonus 😘


1. Ratna or Indah Mala (Name of the original visual Ratna)



Indah Mala is one of the author's friends who always look cheerful even though his life story is very strange. She is a very strong woman and always publishes a smile even though the test of life often comes to say hello.


Currently, Mala is patiently waiting for a substitute priest candidate who is able to accept all his shortcomings and advantages. And was able to lead her to become a godly woman.


There are several novels he has written in simple but touching language.


One of Mala's most recent works is titled 'Love and Rain.' The work reminds the author when he was still in school. ☺



2. Bagas or Kenzie (real name visual Bagas)



Adorable little Kenzie is the son of Nofi Kahza. Besides being adorable, Kenzie is also very smart and cheerful even though he is currently far from the mother. 😊


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