
Ranty looked out of the house. There was a long sigh that sounded in his mouth, still reflected Anindya's anger which made him feel guilty towards the girl.
He took a deep breath and then exhaled violently.
"Mom, there is no other man who likes the same mother until the mother becomes the actor" said Anindya Sharp.
Said Anindya teriang hiiang in the ear yes until now as well. He was shocked when he heard from the mouth of an 18-year-old girl in front of him.
"Nin, keep talking!" ranty spray doesn't like..
He was bitter to hear what Anindya said. It was fortunate that the girl uttered while in the library, and the room was quiet just the two of them alone.
"You don't feel like you're actually another person's happiness-grabber!"
"Nin, enough! I'm wrong with you and your family, but don't you do this to me?" scream Ranty emotion.
He could not help his emotions at all because he heard the word Anindya who always cornered him. He was really angry, wanted to slap Anindya's cheek but he tried to hold back his anger.
"Why? Do you feel that way right, it's appropriate that you don't like it either" Hina Anindya cynically.
"Nindy! get out you're here!" ranty yelled as he walked over the table and stood up.
He looked at Anindya's face sharply. Ranty wanted to pulverize Anindya's body, but it didn't seem like he could pulverize her.
"I wouldn't hesitate to hurt you if you insulted me like this!" ranty shouted furiously.
His face was red, his blood boiling had reached the ubun. Seeing that Anindya was not afraid he even became so make Ranty's heart hurt and bleed. With a bad feeling, Ranty finally left the library. Anindya smiled cynically.
Ranty who remembered the incident only took a deep breath, he did not expect that the student he loved had even become such a brutal child.
Several times Ranty stroked his chest, if you remember everything. It was not only Anindya who was hostile towards her but Riri as well.
"Mom, why?" tanya mbok inem approached Ranty.
Bi Inem felt sorry to see the employer just being quiet like that. He approached Ranty and sat down under the chair that Ranty was sitting on.
"Bok sit here not down" said Ranty softly.
Inem finally sat on the chair.
"Mom, why mom? Does anyone hurt to daydream like this?" ask soft mbok Inem.
"No matter what, I was just daydreaming Anindya." said Ranty.
"Patience ma'am, hopefully Nin Anindya quickly realized what he did to mother" said mbok inem slowly.
"Yes mbok, I actually miss Anindya who used to be mbok. Anindya who is spoiled with me, Anindya who always sulks with me, not Anindya as now," complained Ranty..
The woman several times let out a long sigh several times like throwing away the burden that was pressing on her heart.
"Just pray, ma'am, insha Allah, if the mother resigns with Allah, Allah will help the mother"inem said while stroking Ranty's hand.
Ranty nodded gently. He is very grateful to have ART like Inem mbok which he thinks is very good, attention to him also on Anindya.
"Better mom break, this is only 13.30 hours better mom break huh. Don't mind much." mbok inem reminded Ranty to take a break.
'I give up!' ranty whispered when he was in his room.
The thought suddenly appeared immediately in Ranty's mind, he was tired of continuing this life because what he did was always wrong and wrong.
He sat on the side of the bed with a pillow in his lap. His heart ached when he remembered the word Anindya who called herself the actor.
Ranty admitted that he was an actor, seizing men, let alone marriage he and Bayu only marriage series that some people looked down upon. Yes, even if serial marriage is a legal marriage in religious law, but people still consider that serial marriage is a taboo marriage.
Ranty leaned his back against the pillow, trying to calm down and not remember everything but strangely his heart remembered everything. Trajectory after trajectory of events that make him slumped and feel guilty.
"Why daydream, doesn't it sound like I'm coming?" tanya Bayu suddenly approached Ranty.
Ranty fluttered for a moment, he did not expect that Bayu the husband would come and enter his room. Bayu's eyes were very sharp through his heart, Ranty only looked at Bayu's eyes like that.
"What do you think, the end of this you often daydream," muttered Bayu.
Bayu's soft mutter was still clearly heard in Ranty's ears. At first he wanted to say something but Ranty just kept quiet, he was afraid that Bayu's speech mistake would be angry. Especially if he offends the Bayu family, he does not want to damage Bayu's mood for now.
"What's wrong, ma'am. I'm just tired" Ranty smiled.
"Don't let your stomach cramp up." Bayu asked.
"No I don't why, my stomach doesn't hurt either." said Ranty.
Ranty's heart actually hurts to see Bayu's attention like that. If only he had married a man who had no children and a wife he might have been happy, because the attention was only to himself..
Ranty could only smile faintly. He hid his heart that felt so painful.
"Thank you why, I'm worried about you" whispered Bayu softly almost tudks heard.
Ranty smiled.'It must have been his wife saying so too, ' whispered Ranty bleeding his heart.
"I'm glad you're worried about me" Ranty said honestly.
Bayu lanhesung hugged Ranty's body gently, Ranty just let Bayu hug him, his heart more sliced iris if he is not the only woman owned by Bayu. She's just the second woman..
Actually, he is not ungrateful, but he wants to be like other women who have their only husband, not a husband who must be divided by his love. Ranty brushed aside, he only sighed because what Bayu's wife felt was probably more than this.
"Mas, are we eating out?" tanya Ranty tried to let go of Bayu's embrace.
"So dong! If you can dance beautiful yes." said Bayu pinched Ranty's cheek with.gentle once.
"Can't you wear a Dongker color robe. You're beautiful in that shirt," praised Bayu.
"Ready, I put on that robe, huh, the hood?" ranty looked at her husband's face.
"Tone with his shirt."
Ranty nodded.
Bayu immediately invited Ranty to rest, inevitably Ranty finally wanted to rest too. Bayu hugged his wife's body gently, Bayu's hand opened the veil that Ranty still uses.*