Missing the Orange

11. Calms Orange

Alan was still speechless, his eyes still looking coldly staring at the road in front of him. There was not a word said from the stern man as long as they were on the journey. Orange was silent, in fact she did not understand what had happened to her husband. Alan drove his car fast, almost even he could not wait for the red light in the T-junction. There was an explosive feeling in his heart when he saw Orange and Arga walking together and throwing smiles at each other.

"Chiittt ....... " Alan braked his car suddenly when he was about to hit a cat that was about to cross the road.

"Mas Alan, don't speed! " Jangga ventured to remind him. Alan's face was still cold.

Without looking or looking at the orange, Alan pushed back his car a little later than before. The quiet road and the cold wind accompanied by a drizzle that began to fall made the atmosphere even more frozen.

Alan turned the car into a modern minimalist home page. He parked the gray car carelessly in the yard, without even turning to look at Orange, the thin-lipped man got out of his car by slamming the car door to make Orange tiptoe.

Alan's uncaring attitude left a pain in the orange heart that continued to look at him, like feeling wasted without knowing the reason.

The long-haired woman let out a weak sigh before exiting the car. His steps were so slow with eyes that kept tailing towards the strapping body in front of him.

The back of his hand rubbed the corner of his already watery eyes. After entering the house, Jingga undoes her intention to go upstairs to the room. He knew Alan shut himself up in the room showing emotion towards him. Orange decided to sit on the steps, waiting for Alan to open the door. His eyes continued to stare at the door of the tightly closed room.

The clock showed it was seven o'clock at night, but there was no sign of Alan exiting the room. While outside, the rain began to rain, the roar of lightning was earthy to make Orange wrap both arms holding both legs that had been bent.

Her tears were flowing, she didn't understand, why was Alan so angry with her? In fact, Alan did not seem to give him a chance to ask. His cry began to sound soft, between the atmosphere of a quiet house.

"Hik.. hik... " How shocked Orange is when the electricity goes out between the sound of lightning that is mutually unpretentious. His face was cupped with his forehead cuffed to his two arms which were above his snoring. The fear of darkness and lightning had already spread through his brain.

Hearing the sound of the sound of Isak crying someone like awakening Alan between the pitch-black atmosphere with heavy rain outside.

"Orang...!" Like a jolt of surprise, Alan ran out looking for Orange, who was still sitting on the front steps of his room.

Still relying on cell phone irradiation, Alan saw Orange cupped his face with a cry as he pleased.

"Orang...! I'm right here! " alans said by rocking the orange body shake, but did not get any response that made Alan immediately bend his knees aligned and embrace the small body that had vibrated.

"Orang...! Ii'm sorry. " It still rubs the small body that is still crying. Fortunately, the blackout did not last long, so Alan could see the state of Orange perfectly.

"That is light! " Alan tried to resuscitate Orange, if all would be well. The lights were already on, it could look frightened on the face of the Orange.

Alan's hand slightly forced Orange to raise her tiny face. Framing that sad face with both palms. O God, his wife's face was now wet with tears, making Alan could not bear to re-hug Orange.

"I'm scared! " lirih Jingga is still in Alan's arms. The orange tightened his embrace in Alan's body. His body was still trembling with an uncontrollable sob.

"It's not just a normal fear! " thought Alan while trying to understand the state of Orange.

"Let's go to the room! Gonna carry? " gaw Alan tried to melt the situation that had frozen. But, Orange just shook his head slowly. Then still accompanied by Alan, orange walked slowly up the stairs to his room.

"Why are you that scared? Isn't lightning common in the rain?" alan asked as they sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the full orange with a glance.

"Nga...Orange!" call Alan when he sees Orange just silent and squeezing his fingers.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, No! " said Alan by gently kissing the top of the head of the orange. With her stiff body, Orange began to relax, her fear gradually melted away as the beautiful face slipped on her husband's chest. There is a sense of comfort when in the arms of the sturdy body.

"Well, you take a shower! Later we make warm chocolate so that it can reduce your tension. "

"Wait, yeah! " cloak Orange.

"Wait or take a shower too? " alanc's claws make Orange pinch his stomach.

"Wait here! " the word orange then went to the bathroom.

While waiting for Orange to come out of the bathroom, Alan saw his phone full of message notifications. It turns out that there are some projects that he should review next week.

"I'm done! " The Orange Sentence made Alan turn to the bathroom door.

"Try here I kiss! What smells have not? " alans cackling while chuckling.

"Mode! Am I a child? Ayok... said he wanted to make warm chocolate? " Hearing the invitation of Orange made Alan shuffle from the bed into the kitchen. They walked to the kitchen.

Oranges choose to sit in the bar stool in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Alan began to make a warm brown orange in order to give a sense of relaxation for Orange. They are both in front of the pantry.

Like a child holding an adult, Orange wrapped her arms around Alan's waist while holding her head against the waist of the man currently standing nearby. Alan was still stirring the warm brown with his right hand while his left arm was clutching the body that was currently attached to it.

"Mas, as you find your love, is it possible that you will quickly forget me?" said Orange with a face looking up waiting for an answer from Alan.

While Alan was silent, his hand stopped stirring the chocolate in the glass. "Love." he muttered inwardly making a cynical smile rise at the corner of Alan's lips.

"Why just smile? " push Orange by further tightening his hands around Alan's waist hoping he can get a more satisfactory answer.

"You know what you're about love, ngga? " he moved one hand to stroke the head of the orange, while his mind was instead reminded of Deandra. The woman who was in her love story. I don't know how she is now, she thought.

"Have a drink of chocolate! " said Alan by holding out a glass of warm chocolate towards the orange.

"Why not answer my question? " orange pepper made Alan take a deep breath and throw it slowly. Alan stared at the orange who was also staring at him.

"Thank God I'm not your teacher! "

"Why not answer my question?"Orange is still chasing Alan with questions without thinking, maybe the answer will hurt his heart.

"Not want to, no! Just live it. At least we're responsible for this marriage."

The answer that Orange really did not want because his heart was already attached to an Alando.

TB