Love Devan For Naya

98. S. Part 28's.

Yess happy reading...

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Still about Orange and Stars.

Days have passed, but the longing is getting crazier. Want the heart to meet and greet, but there is power turns out the guts are not as big as an elephant. Hope is increasingly in fertilizer, although doubt sometimes roast the heart. There is a sense that does not arrive, when the puja is close to the view.

The heart whispered softly, begging to meet the host, but the ego blocked the way. Shame of the past, it becomes a terrible scourge to continue the step.

Worry, a word of a million flavors. Want to go forward so that the longing is not more shackled, or stay still in place until the longing to rule. Lips vibrate when the body sees his face, but feels confused when going to say.

"But, hayo." Orange strangled so shocked, when he heard the most familiar voice damage all his thoughts.

"Can't you, don't bother? what's wrong with me trying? I'm already in it!" dumel Jingga who felt lazy to serve the twin.

"Ah, sensi amat ma'am..., again gallons huh?" twilight tease, which seemed to get a fresh breeze to reply to Orange.

"Serah, my males." instead he responded, Orange chose to prepare to go to his music studio.

Today there is a schedule to teach children music Junior High, and Orange is very fond of it. For him by teaching music, all the burden seemed to disappear so.

"Where are you going?" tanya Dusk who does not know the schedule of Orange.

"Studio." replied Jingga briefly and immediately sauntered out of the room.

"Well, I'm on my own singles, keep on saying ya?" twilight murmurs that there are no activities today.

Orange, driving his car at medium speed, because indeed the teaching hours are still half an hour away. With a small hum mimicked the song he was playing in the car. The song that represents him.

"The child has come Rin?" ask Jingga, as soon as she gets to her studio.

"There are some who have arrived Ma'am" replied Miss Sopa.

Rindu is an assistant of Orange in the music studio, his young age from Orange, making Orange just call him by name only.

"Alright, I go to the room first yes, later if you have come all tell ya," although here he is the boss, but still Jingga become a friendly person.

"Good ma'am." answered Miss politely.

The pickle class began, all the children were very enthusiastic. Although there were only ten children, but it became the spirit for all. Orange does not want to accept too many students, for fear if it can not be effective. By now all his students had gone home, while he was back in his room. I don't know what he's working on, it's just that he's so focused, that the knock on the door shifts his focus.

"What's Rin?" jingga asked in surprise, he thought Miss had come home.

"There's a mistress Ma'am, she's in front, man." replied Miss who was actually astonished, for never seen the man before.

"Who is? is one of the old students here?" ask the orange who was surprised.

"It doesn't look like Mom, because she's young, if she looks the same age as Bu Jingga, and she says she wants to meet Bu Jingga.

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Instantly the heart of Jingga felt a sense of uneasiness that arrived, somehow she felt nervous attacking him.

What happened to his heart.

"Mom, Mom, how?" the sound of longing, awakening from his daydream.

After Missing out, the orange again drowned with her daydream. He did not even realize that the person who wanted to meet him was already sitting a henchman in front of him. The man just kept quiet, enjoying the beautiful scenery before his eyes. Until ten minutes passed, he finally felt anxious too with the girl in front of him who was still a henchman with distant views.

"Hem," the man vehemently and brought his face closer.

"Eh, huh!" The orange looked in shock, when he heard someone's deheman, and even his face was already in front of him just a few centimeters away.

"Don't daydream, daydream what? what else is it that daydreams me?" ask the man for a prank.

"What the hell, uh how are you here?" Orange asked by trying to reduce his nervousness.

"Did I say I want to see you, what's wrong? want to run again?" the man in front of him.

"Mom not so. I uh I just ask." again Orange failed to master his nervousness.

"Why nervous? am I too handsome?" joked the man again.

"Son, what the hell Bin, Lo here want no need what? how do you know this address?" trying hard to cover up her nervousness.

"I want to return this, isn't it all complete?" the Star replied casually while taking out the diary book that she had found a few days ago.

Orange's face turned pale, he was really dead lice. All, all about the Star is written there, though never writing directly his name, but there is always this in every strand of the word he writes.

"Death to me," Inner Orange, feeling ashamed and also confused.

"Why? nervous of? or you why? how come it suddenly turns pale? it hurt?" The star seemed to not understand and even close his hand touched the orange forehead.

"Gue's okay, and thanks for being behind," tried hard not to get nervous.

"Hem, there's a reward." Without guilt, the Star said it with a grin on her face.

"A what?" Orange so was was.

"Tomorrow at night, I'll pick you up, we'll have dinner at one of the restaurants I've chosen and there's no rejection!" the Star said with a firm tone and an intimidating look.

"I am." answered Orange briefly.

"Okay, if that's what I'm saying." The star immediately stood up and walked out, but he stopped at the doorway, then he quickly walked towards the Orange.

"Don't run away again, baby. Cup." by whispering the Star said it and the next second, the action of the Star successfully made Orange, silent sculpting.

Unknowingly, the Star was no longer in front of him. The orange is still silently sculpting, digesting everything that happens quickly.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Longing to awaken the orange of the umpteenth time.

"Ah yes, I am good." The orange answered with half conscious.

"For what? did he call me baby, did he kiss me? what dream am I?" the orange murmur that reflexively held his cheek.

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Cie cie that can emmm.

Uh bang stars, just kiss.

Key Gift its buanyakkk, tomorrow let up a lot anyway.