Rania script
never leave each other
Wulan held Raihan, her look was very anxious.
" Beware.my heart will be chafed my son." said Aksara worried to see Wulan who looks very anxious at the baby who is in his carrier.
" What do you think I am until it can make your baby scuffed." grumbled Wulan.
" Make it up, make it again. Let's not be so your expression every time you see someone else's baby.." added Aksara made Wulan a little upset.
" We have been trying day and night.not yet the time is possible." said Ilham who sat casually beside Aksara.
" Night and day?" The script smiles meaningfully, and Inspiration understands the meaning of the smile.
" Don't make fun of me. Your lewd advice used to be useful once you know.." Inspiration's voice half whispered.
" Don't you also overtime at dawn?" Aksara laughed, Ilham laughed too.
" Hush up! is there nothing else you guys are talking about besides the bed?!" wulan was getting upset.
" Just let me meet them so.." said Rania, he walked into the living room, carrying a few plates of sandwiches and fried bananas.
" Wow, just understand this script, the favorite warm fried banana..!" Inspiration moved forward, he instantly picked up one warm fried banana.
Wherever the man was, it was still a fried banana.
He would ask for fried bananas at Wulan almost every afternoon.
Where like it is snacks of today's snacks such as bread, cake cake and such.
" How is it going there?" tanya Aksara ate one fried banana.
" The two friends? as usual, after you're not there they stick to where the two are..
they talked to me about taking a vacation next year and traveling to Java.."
" well, we need to get the room ready, baby.." Aksara looked at his wife.
Rania smiled and nodded, while Wulan remained busy pinching Raihan's cheeks.
" It's all going well except.." Inspiration fell silent, he looked at his wife for a moment.
" Save for what?" tanya Aksara was curious, she caught the view of Ilham on Wulan.
" except. yahh.your substitute who is now just as valiant as you..
difference,
if you never talked to my wife..
now the man was actively talking to my wife.." the tone of Inspiration sounded lazy, a little bit in annoyance.
Aksara and Rania looked at each other then laughed, laughter Aksara louder.
" It's jealous.. ahahaha..!" aksara taunts like himself were never jealous either.
" Don't overdo it mas, you're not a young man anymore who should suspect me at all times." said Wulan calmly, he was still busy with Raihan.
" I do not suspect why I suspect a man younger and dashing than me..
I feel like I need to blacken myself to be more masculine Sa.."
Aksara laughed at hearing that, though,
" You're handsome, man, where there's a man with pink lips like you..
believe yourself, at this age mas mas is still very extraordinary.." Aksara.
" Of course he's good-looking, but somehow he just keeps envying others." said Wulan.
" I won't envy anyone anymore if you give me a baby.. Ami already wants to have another sister.."
" Ami or mas who want, do not use Ami as an excuse." said Wulan.
" You see, he acts like a 25-year-old boy." - Wulan,
" I'm just whining in front of you.don't doubt how I'm in the office.." murmured Ilham made the Script more amused by this husband and wife debate before him.
" Aren't you like this in front of us?" ask Aksara.
" No!" reply Inspiration firmly, making Aksara again laugh amusedly.
After the visit of Ilham and Wulan, the next day Aksara and Rania headed to the tomb to clean clean and send prayers.
After the two finished sending prayers, Aksara asked Rania to sit on a long chair that was deliberately placed not far from the entrance of the tomb.
He asks Rania to wait, because Aksara is still not finished cleaning the leaves and dried flowers that fall around the graves of his father, mother, and mother Rania.
Rania looked at her husband from a distance.
There was pride in his heart. He was grateful to have such a responsible and loving Aksara, although sometimes his jealousy was absurd, but it was not a big thing for Rania.
The black-copied man glanced at Rania between her busy cleaning the dried leaves.
He smiled for a moment and caught his wife looking at him.
" Why look at the mas so, just realized your husband is charming." asked Aksara sitting next to Rania, who was sitting next to him,
he seemed to take a breath expelling his slight fatigue.
The tomb of his mother and mother Rania already looks clean.
" I let the grass go.." he said,
" yes. let the grass go, the more grass I hear the better.. "
" said guru njai we used to be so.." said Aksara.
Rani smiled in agreement.
The two looked at the tomb of their master for a moment, there was a sense of sadness as well as gratitude.
At least they died peacefully.
" If Raihan can walk, I will routinely ask him to send prayers..
if only they were alive and could hold Raihan.." lamented Aksara.
" Don't complain, we have to be grateful for what's been laid out for us. Father, mother.." Rania touched the back of her husband's hand.
" Yes Ran. I'm grateful for everything,
you and Raihan have been amazing enough for me..
God's wrestling has been extraordinarily kind to me Ran.." Aksara returned the touch of his wife's hand.
" Yes, we go home." said Aksara pulling his wife's hand,
Rania nodded, and the two got up, walking away leaving the grave area of their parents.
they walk together with hearts filled with tranquility and sincerity,
also a great gratitude because the two of them were found and united.
Whatever happens in the future they never know, but for sure they will always keep the mandate of the father and will try their hardest not to repeat their mistakes.
" Never leave each other, no matter how big your problem is." The father's last message will always be Aksara remember, Aksara,
make his family happy safely, comfortably and simply, just like the way his father raised him.
...A few years later...
Aksara surged from her bed hearing the cry of a baby.
" Uh uh uh... honey??" Aksara took her baby from inside the baby box.
The 6-month-old baby seemed to wake up in shock with the sound of a pistol pistol that was quite loud.
" or! dor's! dor!" there was the sound of boys running around.
" God.." lamented Aksara lirih, he restrained himself..
this kid really doesn't allow his dad to sleep quietly on weekends.
" Noisy brother baby.. uh uh uh uh. cup cup baby..." The script calms the baby while walking out of the room.
" Raihan.." call the Flat script,
The 5-year-old boy stopped immediately from running.
" Here.." call Aksara again,
the boy approached with a cautious attitude.
" Unintentionally papa." replied the boy without asking,
" what was unintentionally?"
" noisy brother accidentally woke up adek." he replied again.
" Can Raihan not play outside?"
" don't want papa.."
Aksara sighed,
" have you. played there, where's your mama?" ask Aksara to her son,
" mama in front, talk to people." replied Raihan while filling the gun again.
" Where in front?"
" on the fence papa.." answered Raihan as tired in asking continues.
" Who with? the neighbor's mother?"
" same om om.. do not know who Raihan, omnya wear brown uniform, like sir.." unfinished son talk Aksara hurriedly walked out while holding Raihan's sister.
Arriving at the door he did find his wife was standing on the fence talking to someone who has the same characteristics as his son mentioned.
Suddenly something unpleasant appeared in the heart of Aksara,
must be that guy again, thought the script.
he immediately walked out holding his daughter.
His face was not friendly at all.
" Ran?!" call Aksara approaching.
" Yes, mas?" rania turned around, and she saw who was talking to Rania.
A young man, whose face was familiar, he smiled welcoming the approaching Aksara.
" Aka Mas..?!" the voice of the young man was excited, then kissed the back of Aksara's hand, like manners when meeting familiar parents.
A little surprised, though,
" you know? A danar? e bu parjo's son?" said Aksara, silent himself embarrassed, he thought his wife was talking to Radit.
" No. I just moved here." the 24-year-old smiled, smiling,
" where before?"
" in Polda mas.."
" walah..doesn't think who... go in first?!" bring Aksara,
" this is going to the office e mas, so it was not accidentally see mbak Rania. be chatting for a while.." replied Danar.
" owalah ya wes.when to chat here same mas if holiday yoo.."
" no mas. If so excuse me, yukk mbak Ran?"
" yes, heart Dan.." replied Rania, and the young man soon passed away.
Aksara looked at his wife who was turning towards him,
" i guess who.." murmured Aksara following his wife's step inside.
" Who do you think?" rania asked back, she knew that her husband thought Danar was Radit.
Rania smiled as she shook her head slowly.
" It's still your jealousy it's mas. mas." Rania's voice was calm.
" Who is jealous." replied Aksara unwilling to admit,
" who then went out..?"
" I was looking for you, Rinai cried.. Raihan is running around inside the house." the reason Aksara,
" oh yeah...?" Rania sees her sleeping baby in Aksara's hands.
" yes she was crying." replied Aksara a little embarrassed.
" I have given birth to two children for you mas.so less your jealousy is mas.." said Rania then took Rinai slowly from the hands of Aksara.
" Dine, I just cooked the yellow gravy fish before." said Rania then walked into the room.
" Papa..?" Raihan approached his papa,
" dalem nak.." replied Aksara as he walked towards the dining table.
" What is jealousy?" raihan's question made Aksara stunned, she looked at her son with a confused look.
This is how if Rania were to speak around Raihan, she would definitely ask and ask.
" Emm. that's jealous..."
A confused character, he twisted the brain, he could not find the right answer for a child the age of Raihan.
And Rania who heard it from inside the room could only laugh,
" Jealousy is something your father used to do." said Rania herself in heart.
......-end-......
If there is a similarity in the names of figures and places, it is purely just an accidental coincidence.
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