My Dear Teacher
Rana Jealous

"Tan ... te?" Rana stands just a few meters from Bu Anis and Dita. He accidentally saw the two people were hugging at a subscription clothing store where he used to shop. Rana also did not expect that Anis's mother came here with Damar's wife because her mother's best friend had always been here with her and Nanda. He was the first to bring Ms. Anis here, according to her confession. Economic difficulties make it difficult to shop for clothes, especially in this place which is famous for its brands and prices are of course quite high compared to other stores.

"Where?" Miss Anis was no less surprised. But he soon became ordinary. There's no harm in being here with her daughter-in-law. He had money, given his son.

"Auntie who's here?" asked Rana, while glancing at Dita.

"Sama Dita's. Who's the same shutter? Which mama?" Ask Bu Anis, while looking for his best friend. But nil, he only saw the housekeeper who used to accompany Rana out if his mother could not accompany him.

"Which sign, Tan?" he looked to the right and left, but did not see the figure that usually supported him.

"At home."

"Why not accompany Auntie? Why did Auntie go with him?" Rana pointed to Dita, he looked angry because he did not accept, the prospective in-laws who had not yet become even close to Damar's wife. Why did this happen? He has lost many opportunities. Rana who was initially happy to be out despite having to be accompanied by her mother's assistant is now restless. He was nervous about holding back anger. He really wanted to get rid of everything to his former teacher, but Rana was afraid of getting hurt because he did not get support from Bu Anis. "If Auntie wants to come here, she should say the same to Rana. Kan Rana can accompany Aunt as usual. Rana won't refuse Aunt's request."

"Yes Rana, Aunt thank you because you have been willing to accompany Aunt, you also often treat Aunt with a nominal that is not small. But once again Aunt can only say thank you. Now that Rana no longer needs to do it, Auntie will not trouble Rana because Auntie will go with Dita. He'll accompany Auntie if Auntie wants to get out. Is that right, son?"

"Yes Bun," replied Dita with a smile because she finally got a place in the heart of her in-laws and it was more encouraging that her in-laws finally chose her over Rana, the woman who used to always take precedence. So he can confidently believe that his in-laws won him over. "We will accompany the mother wherever the mother wants. InshaAllah."

"Aante!" Rana was annoyed, she reached her feet. "Why is this so? Why did Aunt betray Rana?" the spoiled child was angry. He could not accept being defeated by a woman who he thought was far compared to him. Compared to his age, he deserves it because he is similar to Damar.

"Ran, dear Aunt Rana. But Auntie also can not damage the relationship Damar and Dita. They have become a married couple, a sin if we damage the household. Let them live happily. And Aunty prayed that Rana would find Rana's happiness. Believe me, there will be a man who chooses Rana later, he who loves you, accepts you as you are and you will be happy together. You just have to move on with life better. Open your heart to others, be happy and be devoted to your mother, yes."

"No aunt, Rana doesn't want to. Rana only loves Damar and will only marry him!" Rana. He doesn't like to be bargained.

"Don't plug the shutter!" Ms. Anis confirmed. He became annoyed with this kid who was so stubborn. Being told the good and the right is still selfish. Ms. Anis also regretted why she had conspired with him, to want to destroy her household. "Here, Auntie wants to go first" said Ms. Anis, she did not want to waste any more time with this spoiled child.

"You think you can make me give up? Notwithstanding. I'll be more challenged to get Damar. That teacher won't be able to beat me!" Rana muttering. Those who originally wanted to shop now chose to go home. He had to go to his mother to tell her everything.

***

Rana thought she would get the support she had before. But again he was ignored. Even his mother said she would take him away to be conscious.

"Mama won't be able to block Rana. Until whenever Rana will never budge, Rana will get Damar!" Said Rana firmly.

"Now Rana, Mama no longer want to be carried around, Mama will never support your stupid desires. Mama realizes this is all Mama's fault, so by taking you away mama hope to make up for all the mistakes of mama, all we seek treatment." Bu Bintang said, while showing their passports.

"No, Mama, Rana didn't. If you keep pushing, you'll never have a granddaughter from Rana!"

"Suppit. Whether you have it or not is not important for your mom right now. Mama wants us to fix ourselves together, not be stupid. Don't keep following lust, Rana. It's time we put an end to this stupidity because you destroyed not only Damar and his wife, but also your own, mama's friendship with Anis!"

"Mama's really yes," Rana was upset, like a child she stomped her feet, then passed towards her room. Confinement is one form of protest by Rana. But his mother did not care, better her son kept silent in his room than to impose his will.

***

"Mother apologizes Mar, has made trouble in your life, Ms. Dita and your family "Mum Bintang admitted his mistake, consciously he came to Damar, admitted everything and was ready to bear the consequences. "Mom has resigned, not applied for early retirement. What you have done is certainly not enough to make up for your mistakes, but that is all you can do. I hope you and Ms. Dita will forgive mom and Rana. We will also move to the Netherlands. There Rana will undergo treatment, hopefully with this separation can make him realize and forget you" said Bu Bintang.

"Thank you for realizing everything, Mom. I also pray that Rana can get happiness with others" said Damar. He who was very angry at Bu Bintang dah Rana has now gradually subsided. He is very grateful if Bu Bintang wants to realize Rana that what he has been doing so far is wrong. At least now there will be nothing to interfere with his relationship with his wife.