
The afternoon changes and evening comes. At eight o'clock in the evening, Rangga arrived home. He left Rudy who was parking the car.
Rangga walked in a hurry to go to the bathroom, because he received the call of nature. Her net was staring at the chair, where the usual Mama-in-law was sitting in front of the television, but this time it looked quiet.
No no no no.
He climbed the stairs.
Checklots. Rangga opened the haldle, looking Diana was sitting in front of the mirror, cleaning her face.
The two are silent. Angga immediately opened the suit, and a tie wrapped around the neck. He rushed to the bathroom after throwing a suit on the sofa chair.
Thirty minutes later, Rangga had gone out to open the closet to grab a t-shirt, which he liked the most. During his marriage to Diana had never once prepared clothes.
After tidying up, Rangga came back out down the stairs. Goes kitchen.
"What do you want to make, sir?" tanya Aunt who used to cook, still in the kitchen.
"You want Bi's coffee" he answered, opening the kitchen set. I initially wanted to make my own coffee.
"Let Auntie alone, sir" Auntie then took the cup that Rangga had held.
"Later between my workrooms, yes Bi."
"Good Sir"
Rangga left Aunt in the work room. Open the top lap and then finish the work that was delayed.
Thirty minutes later. "If the day goes out! if the night is feigning busy!" sergeant Diana had her chest closed, because the door was not locked she was gawking in.
Rangga did not answer, still mantengin lap top.
"PRIDE!" snapped Diana.
Rangga was shocked. "PRACT" a picture frame of them fell apart, on Diana's slam.
The aunt who had been standing at the door wanted to enter broke her intention. Seeing a fight like this was already not strange, for Auntie. "Why do the rich keep fighting." Aunty muttered, passing her coffee back into the kitchen.
Rangga observed the photo of her marriage being smashed into pieces, as if an omen. Will, his marriage to Diana, fate the same as the picture frame?
"You are crazy Na" said Rangga staring at Diana sharply.
"I'm crazy! you're the one who drove me crazy Ga" Diana said.
"It's Na, I want to work, don't make a fuss." Rangga dropped his butt rough, then looked back at lap top. Diana was deadly.
"Make what! you bought Ruko? make your wife, right?!" diana's sarcasm. Throughout this day Diana's men follow Rangga's activities.
"Yes! wh why? get angry, please!" Rangga stood facing Diana.
"Obviously I'm angry, you bought a shop for your wife using company money!" accuse Diana of anger.
"Who said? I worked for a salary, I never paid for my poor wife. What's wrong, if I set aside my salary to support him?" Angga spread both palms to the left and right sides.
"Clearly wrong! you're just mine!"
"You're selfish Na, I can't live with you anymore"
"Hahaha" Diana laughed softly.
"What are you out there without us. Who do you think you are?!" Diana pointed at her husband's chest.
"I'll prove it!" Angga came out of the room and hit Mama Uly. It turned out that Mama Uly had been listening to the commotion of her son and daughter-in-law ever since.
"Rangga.. patience son, you don't listen to Diana. We're the ones who can't live without you" Mama Uly embraced her daughter-in-law. The wrinkled hands were coiled around Rangga's stomach.
"This ladder is a man who has the dignity of Ma, Rangga is not strong insulted Diana continuously." Rangga shed tears.
"Mama understands son, Mama apologizes on behalf of Diana." Mama Uly cries on Rangga's back.
"Let Rangga calm down first Ma" said Rangga lirih.
"Yes son. But don't leave Mama, son."
"People didn't say anything, after Mama removed her opener. Get the jacket and car keys and go.
As usual, Rangga went to his own house. Up to the spot, Rangga was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling.
Flashback.
"Ga, you're the one who Papa is fighting. Papa is proud that you can graduate from college with high grades" Papa smiled happily. "What makes Papa proud is that thanks to you, Papa's company is advancing rapidly."
"Thank you Pa" said Rangga.
"Pope, you will continue S2, son."
"IsyaAllah Pa"
That is, it turns out that the last day Angga had a conversation with Papa. One month later, Papa died of severe illness.
"Ga" said Papa while hospitalized.
"Yes Pa" Rangga clasped Papa's hand. Mama Uly and Diana cried.
"Pa-pa ti-tip Diana yes son, Pa-pa sure, you can change Diana can be better"
"Yes Pa, we both changed Diana."
"Pa-pa isn't strong anymore son"
"Father must be strong, don't you want to have grandchildren." Angga kissed the back of his hand.
At that moment, Papa breathed his last breath. Exactly one year ago.
A few months after Papa died, the notary gathered Papa Hermawan's family. Then read the will.
All the treasures were passed down to Diana. Except company. Angga gets half of it.
Flashback.
"Sorry Pa, Rangga failed to realize your last will" Rangga's monologue. Rangga saw the clock was still at ninety-thirty minutes.
Rangga remembered his promise to Jeni, tonight wanted to go there. Rangga weighing this hour there, is it not disturbing? And Jeni must have slept.
Rangga decided it was better to go there, if he knocked on the door no one opened. He went back home" he thought.
Rangga rushed towards Mas Aldi's residence.
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While Arumi's house looked lonely, everyone was asleep. Unless Kartika still install dus, until it becomes a box to pack orders tomorrow.
Tok to tok.
Someone knocked on the door even though he was a bit afraid of Kartika opening. But before lurking from the Window, open the curtains a little, it turns out the husband who came.
"Clack"
"Assalamualaikum" Rangga smiled happily at his wife who opened the door.
"Girishal"
"It's been night here anyway." said Kartika. "It should be tomorrow, Jeni's sleeping anyway." The door locked again.
"Not only want to meet Jeni really, want to meet her mother too" smiled happily.
Kartika mrengos, then back to the carpet continue his work.
"The card is a lot, the order is a lot?" ask Angga basa stale, but it has been told Kartika this afternoon.
"Many" he answered briefly. "What do you want to drink?" ask Kartika, then.
"No, I just had a drink"
"Jeni didn't I?" ask Angga while helping to compose the box.
"Nanyain continued. Hence, Mas, next time.if not sure can come, do not promise. Jeni will definitely continue to charge." said Kartika panjang.
"Okay, my beautiful wife.next time isn't that anymore." chuckled. His burly hand pinched the Kartika chin slowly.
"Don't fuck around" Kartika glared sharply.
"There are not many kinds of coke, only three" Rangga menoel lips, nose, and cheeks Kartika. Kartika's face immediately met red.
"Iiihh. nglunjak" he said staring at Rangga. The four eyes meet each other. Stares that crave each other.
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