Rangga's Beloved Wife

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Bagas sat on his school park bench. While swinging the swing bench his eyes looked around him. Even though he knew his mother was definitely late to pick him up. But it doesn't matter to him.

"Bagas, you haven't been picked up yet?"

Bagas looked at the hijab-wearing woman who approached him. He just shook his head, as if heavily moving his lips. The woman sat next to him. "Mother accompany, yes until Bagas someone picked me up" said the woman.

Again he just nodded slowly. His hand opened the device and then clicked the game page button to eliminate saturation. For the size of TK children should not carry a cellphone, but the mother has asked permission from her school teacher to bring her phone Bagas. Each time he arrived at school Bagas immediately gave his cellphone to his teacher, then returned when he returned home from school.

"Master..." Bagas looked out the fence.

"Yes, son."

"Dadresses have no fathers?" ask Bagas.

"Have, but in heaven."

"Enak dong can go to heaven. Bagas' father's mother said in heaven."

"Heaven is beautiful, son. Whatever we want is there. But there is a condition, we must be diligent in prayer and smart to teach. So good people, we can't be bad people. If Bagas has a mother must love him. Respect and according to the word of the mother. If Bagas' father in heaven must be prayed often so as to be more at home in heaven."

Bagas heard the saying, Teacher just smiled a little. He imagined when in heaven could eat what he liked. His hands are holding on to the swing chair pole. Teachers follow what their students do.

"Bagas keeps praying for you, teacher. Mother often teaches Bagas prayer."

"Printer's son"

Before long there was a car stopped in front of the kindergarten. Bagas just stared flat back to divert towards his goal. Occasionally shuffle his hair when his game announces "Game over". The teacher beside him was now standing with a woman in a white suit. They were quite familiar in appearance from the way he chatted.

"Bagas, you've been picked up with budenya" said the teacher.

Bagas just nodded. He was carefree when the nice car picked him up. Usually he was picked up by his mother just riding an angkot or motorbike from his om Adul. While women who come sometimes take him out of the house when he is not in school.

"Bude doctor." replied Bagas.

Bagas always called him a doctor because every Bagas was sick, the bude who treated Bagas. The woman smiled at Bagas while carrying a crackle branded retail store. His hand received a crackle containing his favorite food.

"Thank you, bude." she replied cheerfully.

Of course he's carefree. Because he bought his favorite sweet food. If the mother who picked up the most brought fried food. Or go to the playground.

"Bagas, you're bude?" take Camila.

"where?"

"Bude friend, just came from Japan. So bude wants to pick him up. Bagas wants to come. This is bude call your mother yes, let's get permission." Camila pulled out her phone before long.

"Ras, I took Bagas to the airport, huh? because my fiancee today wants to go back to Indonesia."

"Don't you bother the doctor?"

"No, Race. Bagas anteng really, anyways not the first time I brought Bagas."

"My doctor would like to talk to Bagas first?" pinta Baras's.

Bagas accepts phone connection switching. Ears will hear some sponges that are always tucked away by the mother. Bagas already memorized that the mother will always say do not ask others often. The phone has also switched in Bagas' hands. The five-year-old boy attached a flat object to his earlobe.

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"Bagas listen to mother, later do not ask much as bude doctor, yes. Bagas can ask for just the same mother.get it!"

Bagas grunted quietly. He guessed the direction of the mother's speech.

"Ngerti mother's. So Bagas can come with the doctor's bude?"

"By, just remember the mother's message earlier. Don't like begging."

"Yes, mother. Bagas karen sama mama."

"Mother also love Bagas. Mm-maha!"

Bagas returned the phone to the doctor. The two of them threw smiles at each other because they had obtained permission. Bude the doctor clasped Bagas' hand. They walked to the car like a mother and child.

"Can Bude already said, want to pick up a friend bude who just came home from Japan" replied bude doctor.

"Where's bude going?" curiosity still lingered in his mind.

"To the airport."

"What airport is bude?" the doctor smiled at Bagas' question.

"The airport is where the plane stopped" replied the doctor patiently.

"I want to see the plane" he replied cheerfully.

"Bude promise huh?"

"What promise, son?"

"Don't tell Mommy that Bagas eats sweet. Later mom nagged again." said Bagas timidly.

"Why didn't Bagas tell you not to eat sweet?"

Bagas put on a face. Camila immediately laughed at the look on the child's face.

"Yes, bude promise.But this is the last bude bring sweets. Tomorrow-tomorrow bring the salty one." he said while pinching the cheeks of Bagas mangrove.

Bude the doctor aka Camila was very happy to hear Bagas' speech. The small figure who grew up without a father became his inspiration for the spirit. He used to hear when people closest to Laras told about things experienced by Laras. One year later, I experienced the baby blues. Her days were more daydreaming, Sofia always came to visit Laras. Seeing the development of the woman whose progress is fast to heal. From then on Laras and Camila were close. He treated Laras like his own sister.

Bagas also reminded him of his only daughter Chelsea. Chelsea have a huge desire. Always ask what he sees. Chelsea was born after five years in waiting for her and her husband. Now he can remember his daughter in the figure of Bagas.

The car stopped at Soekarno-Hatta International Airport. Camila looked at the sleeping Bagas, slowly waking up the small figure. Those little eyes squirm for a moment as the car was no longer running.

"We've reached bude?" tanyakanya.

Camila nodded "well, let's go down." he asked.

Camila saw the atmosphere of the airport. He swiftly carried Bagas so as not to be separated from the handling. Bagas stared at the atmosphere that was still unfamiliar to him. His eyes looked in amazement at the large building.

"Where's bude's plane?" Bagas was still curious to see the plane.

"Let's see the plane, we'll pick up Bude's friend and pity him for waiting."

Bagas just nodded. Inevitably he can only obey even though his curiosity on the plane is very large. Bagas' body was lowered, Camila's hands were clutching and walking towards a man.

"How are you?" camila's greeting to a tall man.

The man smiled as Camila came to him. Beside it looks several suitcases filled the goods stroller. both of them shake hands while sun cheeks left and right.

"Thank God be good, Mila. Thank you, you take the time to pick me up."

"Well, until you thank everyone. It's not supposed to be like that, Ga.

Bagas knows this bude friend, his name is Rangga." Camila turned her net to the small figure.

Rangga squatted his body. Bagas took refuge behind Camila's waist. Rangga's hand stuck out in front of Bagas.

"Hi, handsome hotshot. What's your name?"

"Ba.gas." he stammered.

"Not to be afraid. It's so tame, I don't like to eat people. I love eating chocolate." Rangga was still trying to seduce the timid Bagas.

"Which Aunt?" Camila was looking for a figure that was already considered her own mother.

"First already. Yuk, we're out. Same with yuk." Rangga's hand holding Bagas.

"Bagas same om, yes. Bude wants to find an employee who can bring a stroller. Pity her heavy om carry heavy."

Bagas saw a child sitting on a man's neck. As if understanding the wishes of the child Rangga offered to ride on his shoulders.

Why do I feel so sorry for this kid?