Missing the Orange

17. Alan's Cheating.

The most painful thing is to get rejection from our loved ones. (≚ ⁇ ≚)Loe❤

Alan looked in all directions. His gaze glared, even he did not realize that someone had been next to him earlier. The hand slapped Alan's shoulder, trying to revive the man from his daydream.

"Patience, Great! Every household must have their own trials, the most important thing is to strengthen each other! " said the Princess wisely. Hopefully Alan can put his position facing the current household problems.

"But, what if the Orange refuses this marriage? "

"Wong lanang should indeed be able to be firm, patient tour should be the responsibility of suboyo can lead (the man is indeed in need of firm, firm, patience and responsibility in order to lead the household) now your task is to guide the Orange, Cah Bagus." The Princess is still trying to convince Alan so that his grandson can foster his family so that they can still face the problems that are happening.

Alan was silent, many things he was thinking about, and a strange orange look at him. How could he do everything? This is going to be a difficult thing. She felt, this would be something much more difficult than their first marriage. If in the past they did not know each other but the orange still looked at him with familiar.

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After a few weeks in the hospital, the orange can finally be brought home. Since the accident, Orange does look more quiet, a lot of things changed from the orange figure that used to be.

Alan stopped his Jeep in the garage, driving his own car with the stuff he was taking home from the hospital. While Jingga, Bu Sasmita and Eyang Putri were in a sedan car driven by Mr. Santoso (eyang's personal driver)

The elderly woman who always looked eccentric opened her sunglasses before entering the house owned by her favorite grandson. They are greeted by Bi Murti, to take over the belongings that Alan brought from the hospital. Yes, the Princess brought Bi Murti to settle in Alan's house to help here.

"Orang, Cah Ayu! Iki your house, you should immediately rest in the room. Come on, Alan, get the orange in your room! " said Eyang who is still responded to Alan with a twitch of the forehead because he felt confused.

"Wes-wes let's just go in! " the old hand pulled Sasmita, who was still holding the orange, into Alan's room, while Alan was still confused by all the sudden changes. The elderly woman is showing her authority towards young couples who are currently in trouble.

"Buk... how can a room with a room with a person who does not know Orange? " orange said by holding Sasmita's wrist. His eyes stared intently at Sasmita, as if asking for an explanation from the person he trusted the most.

"Ndok, he's your husband. Either way, you remember it or you don't, but that doesn't deny the truth. Promise me you'll be a good wife! " sasmita said by holding back her tears when she saw the orange that is currently more quiet.

"Trust me, he's the man in charge! Now you rest first! I'll be out for a minute. " Sasmita left the orange resting on Alan's king-size bed. Seeing Alan and Princess Eyeang chatting in the living room, Sasmita came to them.

"Sas, tomorrow we should just go home! I think Orange is much better! Lagian Murti will stay here to help Jingga. " said Eyang when he saw Sasmita chose to sit between them.

"Yeah, I'm just dying...! "

"Oh yes, behind the house yesterday has Eyang added one room for Bik Murti, he will help Jingga clean up this house, Cah Bagus! "

"What's? Why not say, Eyang? It can change the model of this house! Here too someone has come to clean up every day. "grunts Alan a little disappointed.

"Ora business, arep change the model of this house opo no, which is certainly ojo until the contents of the house are changed!"

"Omah kok yo cilik really .. there is a large land even so the same pond field! " cubby Eyang Putri with a cynical glance towards Alan. The super power woman really likes to act on her own and worse, her grandson was not able to fight.

After dinner and a light conversation at the dinner table, Alan spent more time in the study. Until almost midnight, he just went out to his room. The house already looks quiet, even some of the lights have been turned off. Alan opened the room door so as not to hear a disturbing creaking sound.

"I miss your laughter so much! your excitement, Ngga! " he then raised the orange blanket up to his neck and kissed his wife's forehead.

Alan grabs the AC remote and walks around the bed while lowering the AC temperature. Throwing his body beside Orange, his head resting on his two arms bent, his eyes glaring at the ceiling of the room, his memory now replayed the events before the Orange accident. The orange attitude that seemed awkward made him even more curious.

The daydream stopped, as the body of the orange wriggled, changing its position facing towards him. Alan glanced at Orange's face, the man then tilted his body against the adorable looking petite face.

In the morning, Orange woke up. The room feels foreign. Not to mention, a large hand that was coiled over his flat stomach, Orange felt a little uncomfortable. The orange lifted and kept Alan's hand away from his body.

"I'm sorry! I can't accept this yet. "murm Orange before heading to the bathroom.

Alan opened his eyes after the orange went into the bathroom. He had actually woken up and had deliberately placed his arm over his wife's stomach.

"I will fight, No! Whether you remember or not. You either refuse or you accept. I'm not letting you go! " alana's determination to fight for her marriage has been so unanimous.

Orange was shocked, when he saw Alan was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at him who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Sorry..lam! " orange looked awkward in response to Alan's gaze.

Strange, to Alan that sentence had already pinched his heart. It felt a little painful, as his wife built some distance between them. Ah, but it was unintentional, wasn't it? without answering the orange, Alan then went into the bathroom.

After the dawn prayer, the orange combed his hair slowly. His head still hurts if his hair is pulled a little strongly. His eyes now saw the shadow of the man who just wrapped a towel around his waist. Yes, Alan who has come out of the bathroom can be seen by the orange from the mirror. The tiny face was suddenly red blushing, Alan caught the look of a blushing orange face even deliberately approached the woman sitting in front of the glass.

"Can I get a shirt? " alans said as he watched his wife's awkward motion.

Orange began to move to open the closet, "White only, No! " alans pinta is trying to erode the awkwardness between them.

Orange handed over her jeans and a white t-shirt to Alan.

"I'm Alan. I hope you never forget your husband's name again! " said Alan took the clothes from the hands of an orange.

"Is Alan going to change here? " ask Orange a little groggy.

"Yes, why? haven't you seen him? " a sly smile was pinned on Alan's lips.

"Do we really ever do that? " Orang is a little hesitant with Alan's statement.

"Of course, we're three months married! How strong I am as a normal man to hold back from doing so, while we are always one room !" alan's lies make the orange stifled. The orange face was hot even the red hue was more and more clearly visible on his face making Alan grinning triumphantly.

TB