
What happened to Dania? ask Rangga wonder.
Finished bathing Rangga found Dania in the kitchen. Rangga immediately took over the small jar that Dania brought, then sprinkled the contents in the jar into a skillet containing vegetables. But Dania was angry. "Oh you, I gave you salt. Why do you love me again. The cash now!"
"Well, I'm sorry, is this salt?"
"Now ah."
"I just want to help you. You're why that was."
"I'm not papa, what's wrong with me?"
"Sane tauk. Come on, I'm me." Rangga turned off the stove fire and then pulled my hand out.
"Lepasin, where are you going?"
"We eat out."
"Aren't I cooking?"
"The devil is a woman, so you are not angry either. Come on!"
"But I haven't had a shower, I'm not ready yet."
"No, let's go with me."
Rangga held my hand and pulled me. Honestly, it's very difficult if I have to be angry let alone stay away from him.
In the car we do not talk at all, I focus on the scenery outside, while Rangga is focused on driving. Sometimes we look at each other.
After 15 minutes in the car we finally reached our destination, the car parked on the side of the road.
Rangga invited me to eat fried rice on the side of the highway. The place was very crowded even we did not get a seat, but Rangga did not bother about it.
The fried rice is ready, Rangga invited me to the roadside in sebrang. We sit in the chair under the lamp.
"Now you're clear, what exactly are you?"
"I said I'm not papa."
Rangga looked at me, then put his finger to my lips. "You eat that real thing, don't blow it. Cassian rice."
"Why were you in the park?" asked Dania doubtfully.
"Daniah saw me with his sister in the garden. That's why he's angry with me." he said in his heart.
"Why is Rangga confused about rich? is it true that Rangga has something to do with. Agh is not possible." Said Dania in her heart while looking at Rangga's confused face.
"Oh, that's why you're angry with me. Are you jealous?"
"I'm probably jealous of Jessica." Although I've always been jealous of Jessica since, what she has is definitely better than me.
"I was just chatting with him, talking about our marriage."
I smiled at Rangga's reply.
I knew Rangga was lying, from his gaze alone was already visible.
"You're sorry?"
"I'm sorry for what?"
"With this marriage?" I sighed after saying that.
"What do you mean."
"She's more everything than me, prettier, better, more graceful. I would if you..." I stopped my words.
"Who do you mean? Jessica's? already to two if you appeal to yourself with him. Everyone has a different personality, as well as a different physique. So I beg you never want yourself to be like anyone, even your own sister! now that I belong to you, you are the woman that my father chose me to take care of. I will take good care of you and try to keep this heart for you."
"I'm sorry ya." I didn't feel my tears falling on my cheeks after I heard Rangga's reply.
"Don't cry dong, you've also said one tear that falls can erase the happiness you've been through."
Rangga wiped away the tears that had fallen on his cheeks.
We continue to eat fried rice. Finished eating Rangga took me somewhere. Yes Rangga took me to the night market, which is not far from where we both eat.