Rania script
why home?
" How?" Rania sits next to Dimas and Rehan,
" He was sleeping, next week just let him in. his face was beaten so.." explained Dimas with a lethargic face.
" I don't know if we're doing this right or wrong, ' I don't know if Randy deserves it or isn't being treated like that. '." Dimas's eyes were all worried.
" The rice has become porridge, all we have to do now is improve the situation." Rehan said,
" can't you tell the child to get married?, they can't even take responsibility for themselves??"
" What did Randy say?" ask Rania calmly, though,
" he said he wanted to take responsibility for Safa.."
" then let him take responsibility by finishing his school well, when he is well established later he can return to Safa and ask for her.
The way to be responsible is to guarantee a good life for Safa later..
tell him that's Dim.."
Dimas thought for a moment to hear Rania's words.
" Are we going to separate them?"
" of course not. that decision they'll take it themselves,
those who do are responsible..
our job is to make them aware enough to stop their actions that can harm themselves now..
about the soul mate.it's none of our business." added Rania.
" Do you want to be separated? fit again unfortunately..?" chirp Rehan,
" who do I love?!" dimas' voice suddenly rose, rising,
" parable..why are you so hard??" Rehan laughed while shaking his head.
" Lho..? jihan ma'am? where's ma'am?" rehan asked Jihan, who had arrived before them with a stack of package books.
" Let me help mom?" Rehan's up, man,
" no sir, you can do it yourself." replied Jihan,
" no need to be a snob so ultramen. people bu Jihan can lift themselves.." chirps Dimas a little sewot,
" already, let Jihan ma'am lift himself, he's superman.do not be that book, the book of one perpus also he can move himself" added Dimas without looking at Jihan.
" Yes, that's right." replied Jihan smiling at Rehan, but glancing at Dimas sneerily.
" excuse me first.." Jihan passed away.
" You're this huh.. spicy keep talking to Jihan ma'am?? what the hell is it?!" Rehan looked at Dimas carefully.
" Now Jihan ma'am has never rented it to you again..
how are we changing now?"
Rehan was really astonished, while Rania just smiled just looking at it.
" You are more. nothing." said Dimas as he stood up and passed away.
" Edan.." muttered Rehan,
" Sir?! ma?!" Mr. Anam is approaching,
" Gather in the office. ayok, in the meatball treat.."
" in what order, sir?"
" in order of tomorrow the red date!"
Rania and Rehan laughed,
" the date is red sir.the task remains stacked..",
" let's go ayoo, Dimas is already there lhoo, danger if not to part".
Rania and Safa were busy peeling off the mango they had just obtained from the side yard,
Soon Dimas and Randy show up,
" Have Ran healed?" rania asked to see that there was still a bruise in her left eye.
" It's mom." replied the boy while sitting on the edge of the hall.
" too late?!" Rehan appears, there's Jihan and Ina, all the young master teachers are gathered.
" Where's anam?" ask Dimas, please,
" Anam is out with his fiancee, unable to go along." Rehan replied,
" Yes it's okay.. Safa peeled mango with cucumber yes, mother make the seasoning first.."
" Randy help me with the peel, ma'am?"
" maybe, you haven't seen each other in days, talk." said Rania gesturing to the others to enter the house, letting the two teenagers solve their problems.
" Why are we giving them a chance to date?" ask Dimas, please,
" just calm down, there's something Safa has to tell Randy.." Rania walked towards the kitchen, then returned to the living room carrying a snack.
" Listen to hear that Jihan's mom is smart to cook.it means that Jihan's mom makes the spices.." said Rania with a big smile,
" i fried crackers for a second huh?"
" Be careful if it's not good." Dimas' voice was slow but heard by everyone so that all the eyes in the room were staring at him,
" joking.. kidding." he said later.
" What's the matter Dim, speaking of..?!" Rania glared,
" it's fried crackers there. People are joking, isn't it Jihan's mom..?" Dimas laughed loudly, but Jihan did not answer, he was a fool with Dimas' attitude.
The tall, tan-skinned man got off the taxi online,
" Thank you sir." said the driver,
" same sir." replied the passenger, throwing a wide and bright smile, until the dimple, rarely seen, was now clearly formed on his left cheek.
his steps stopped to see several motorcycles parked in the front yard of the house, one of which was a Dimas motorbike.
He also saw some men's sandals.
Continue to enter the terrace,
" Ashlora..??" wishing his wife a welcome,
" walaikumsalam?! " there was a voice Dimas replied,
The man walked into the living room and saw some people who were busy.
" Lho?? Mas??!" Dimas who was about to walk towards the front door was startled,
" Home home tho??!" dimas' question spontaneously made the man standing not far from him frown.
All the teachers were also staring with puzzled looks, among them no one remembered the face of Rania's husband.
" Sopo?" rehan asked whispered, whispered,
" Bojone Rani, sopo maneh?" answer Dimas with a forced smile.
" oh?? I'm Rehan, this is Ina's mom, and then this is Jihan's mom. I'm sorry if we made a fuss.." Rehan greets the friendly at the follow-up with Ina and Jihan.
" I Aksara, Rania's husband, please continue. "answer Aksara calmly and then proceed to the kitchen.
" Isn't her husband outside of Java??" ask Ina,
" It seems like a surprise.. Rania alone did not know her husband wanted to go home, " replied Dimas with a sigh.
" Why breathe that?" ask Ina,
" Don't ask, you better hurry up, eat and go home soon..".
The man in a navy shirt looked at his wife who was busy frying crackers.
Rania's tiny body was really successful in making her anxious.
His misses had piled up even though they had not even been a month apart.
" dim? take the crackers that are already cold Dim?!!" call Rania on Dimas, of course Dimas will not dare to answer her or even to the kitchen.
" Jeez where in the world is this Dimas?!!" gerutu Rania because Dimas did not go to the kitchen.
Arriving there was a pair of hands that were coiled around Rania's waist and pulled Rania's body, Rania was hysterical and struggling.
" Deliver!! less ajhbbb!" rania's mouth is closed,
" is your husband's time insolent?" Bisik Aksara in Rania's right ear.
" Daddy???!" Rania immediately looked back, seeing her husband standing behind her while tightly hugging Rania's waist.
Aksara smiled, he twisted his wife's body to face her.
" Why did it arrive?" Rania was shocked,
" don't like seeing me come home?" Aksara asked back while peeping Rania's forehead and lips several times,
" said he's busy and can't get permission?"
" I'm not licensed, just buy a ticket and come here..
just want to be alone, but it turns out I have a lot of guests at home.." Aksara keeps on pecking at Rania's lips,
" who told you not to tell me?" Rania draped her hand to Aksara's neck spoiled.
" It's worth not missing me. You brought so many people home to be with you.."
The script lifts Rania's body and sits her on the kitchen table.
" Where is my gift..I have been patient waiting for you to finish frying the crackers? stay behind you without touching you..
imagine the suffering of my hand.. "
Rania smiled looking at her sulky husband, though,
" Many of my friends are my students, too, be patient.." Rania stroking her husband's hair,
" Where can.." said Aksara while kissing Rania, her hands tightly embrace Rania's waist and back so as not to move.
" Daddy??!" Rania pushes Busty Aksara,
they looked at each other, long ago..
Aksara tries to kiss Rania again but Rania dodges.
" Yes, yes already.gather with your friend's friend first.I relented.." Aksara lifted Rania's body with her heart and lowered it from the kitchen table with a slightly sour face.
