Rania script

One month

The characters cross paths with Wulan, but Wulan does not glance at or look at the characters as usual.

" Tumben.." commented Marlin,

" usually seeing you from top to bottom.." Farhan followed up commenting, because Wulan's expression was not as usual, he was indifferent.

" don't be noisy, let's go to the field." take Aksara quiet, please,

" Eh, the quack trio?!" greet a senior who is always anxious to see his three juniors who are like glue, but the three are not young anymore.

" What a bang.." Farhan grumbled,

" i'm so. you guys are like high school girls who go where it's always three, to the third class, to the canteen three, sports three.." added the senior as it passed by.

" What I'm saying.you walk first, I'm behind let's not say kwek trio kwek. "said Aksara encourages Marlin and Farhan to walk first.

Wulan sat in her room, her face looking lethargic due to the difficulty of sleeping these few days.

" Tok tok.." I heard a slow knock,

" Get in.." replied Wulan without seeing who was knocking,

someone suddenly put down a tote bag containing a food box, Wulan saw a glance at the hands and watches that are very familiar to him, Wulan,

sontak Wulan looked towards the owner of that hand.

" I want to have lunch with you.." The voice was so soft, the owner was too.

his handsome face is no less than Aksara although he is not as high as Aksara, his age does not look so different from Aksara even though Ilham is much older, he said,

that is because Ilham is bright skinned and always filled with a friendly smile that makes it the center of attention.

" What are you doing at my place of work?" Wulan cynical, wulan,

" to meet my wife." replied Ilham while sitting down,

He tidied Wulan's table and took out the food in the box.

" What time is it, do you usually eat late?" The man's hand meticulously arranged the food,

" when do you care about my meal?"

" from now on.." Inspiration finished arranging the food right in front of Wulan.

" I'm the one who cooked.I deliberately went home for a while, still mumpung warm let's eat.."

Wulan looks upset, she does not know what her husband means, but the day after yesterday she had asked to separate, she said,

Although Ilham did not answer but it feels strange that he arrived and invited to eat together, thought Wulan.

" What does this mean?" ask Wulan full of probes,

" yes Lunch with you." again Ilham smiled, again,

" nonsense..?" is there no woman you can take lunch with you so you turn towards me..?"

wulan's tone was really sharp, though,

Inspiration is silent, he restrains himself, Wulan is always deliberately talking about things that are bitter and related to his mistakes first.

" why? am I right..?" wulan asked mockingly,

" how many times do I have to tell you, the death of our first son not only leaves a wound for you, but for me as well. whatever jerk I keep his Papa, he said, I'm like being punished by God for wasting you and him..

do you think I dare to play again? I don't want anything bad to happen to Ami.. " Ilham tried to touch Wulan's hand but Wulan avoided it.

" I still want to part with you, there's nothing you can do to change my decision" Wulan remained steadfast,

Ilham sighed heavily while looking at his wife calm down.

" one month.." he said,

" meaning?"

" give me one more month to be with you..

if indeed you want to separate, I will do it, but give me your time and attention as a wife for one month." continued Ilham,

" what the fuck is that.. ?!" Wulan's upset, though,

" don't say it out loud.This is your office, listen to me..

make a deal with me, 1 month to be a good wife to me..

and I won't complicate the submission later..

although it might be a little difficult because there are no serious problems between us.."

" so you don't take my feelings seriously?!"

" think.you have nothing to lose being nice to me for a month..

the two look at each other, Wulan looks doubtful, while Ilham continues to look at his wife expectantly.

" Do you promise to let me go after a month?" asked Wulan doubtfully,

Inspiration nodded surely,

" you promise?!" reiterate Wulan more firmly,

" i promise." replied Ilham calmly.

Both of them long silent, susana felt clumsy because Wulan kept his distance from Ilham, he even always threw away his gaze when accidentally collided with the inspiration.

" We eat, right?" Inspiration breaks silence,

he prepared a spoon for Wulan, and how shocked Wulan was when he knew that in front of him was his favorite menu, which was his favorite,

Inspiration used to cook for her during courtship,

" You still remember how to cook it apparently." said Wulan lirih while taking a spoon, he said,

" of course, I never cooked again because you never asked for it. I guess,

if you hate the people, you'll hate the food.."

Ilham cut the burning ribs in front of him and moved them to his wife's lunchbox,

" eat.what it feels like is still what it used to be, or is different..

because I'm getting old.." Inspiration again gives a smile that is difficult to accept by Wulan, he misses the past, but he also hates the past.

Rania is sitting next to her husband who is watching a football match,

" Dude..?" call Rania heart, heart,

" hemm.." replied Aksara with eyes straight towards the TV, and,

" I'm bored at home." said Rania makes Aksara immediately turn to look at Rania,

" bored? want to walk?" Aksara pressed the remote to turn off her TV, and,

" no.."

" then? where you going?"

" you said you wanted to find me a school..."

Degs.. Aksara forgets, no. he does not forget, he will deliberately not discuss it as long as Rania does not discuss it.

He really does not want his wife to work, he will be calmer to see his wife quiet at home, but what is the power..

a promise is a promise..

" ah.. I forgot it...?" The grinning script covered her uncomfortable facial expression,

" I forgot or intentionally forgot..?"

" hehe.. I remember, but it was busy this week..

next week I will take you to my friend's house..

his wife told him there was a school that needed a teacher..

at first the wife of a friend of the mas who taught, but because they wanted to move to Palu, so resigned..

well, if the position has not been filled the possibility of You Ran who will fill..

how's it?" Aksara tried to be heartened,

" what subjects?"

" well. mas less clear, later if you ask directly yes.."

Rania nodded, though,

" say what dong?"

" yes, thank you.."

" one time call my dear.. "

Rania was silent for a moment, and sighed..

" thank you dear. "he said then made Aksara smile broadened, wide,

" that's better to hear than Mas.. "

" Whatever you say wes Mas.." Rania looks tired to respond to the pampering of her husband, just the old wrapper. but in it when the time comes spoiled.