Missing the Orange

22. Uncontrollable

To have a woman is to have her soul and body.

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There might be such a term, but the important thing is not what Alan is doing at the moment.

"Ngga-Orang.. baby! " alans said so frantically when he saw the weakened body of Orange as it was about to end its third release. By being forced to hot struggle the first night they must also end.

"Darling...! " Alan once again tried to pat his orange cheek gently so that his wife would regain her full consciousness.

"Hmmm... " There was only a soft murmur, but the black eye bead was still closed.

Alan was completely confused, the man immediately put on his boxer. How'this? What's he supposed to do? Calling a doctor with a case like this, must be so embarrassing! His mind.

Alan hurriedly walked towards the kitchen wearing only a boxer. His roar looked panicked, even confusion was clearly drawn on the face of the stern-mouthed man. While pressing the bell to wake Bi Murti up, Alan made a glass of milk mixed with honey.

"What should I do, Alan?" bi Murti asked when he saw Alan stirring milk for Orange. The middle-aged woman glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall showing it at two in the morning. Unlike usual, the master woke himself up at this hour, even seeing Alan who looked anxious and a little chaotic.

"Please make porridge or cereal, Bi! If it's done, please take it to the room!" pinta Alan then brought her warm milk to the room. Alan's chaotic appearance and without using a shirt, made Bi Murti amazed, especially not usually, in the early hours of this day he was called. Not wanting to think much, the woman chose to finish her task in the kitchen.

"Nga... Orange!" alan's call was only answered with a slow nod to his wife.

Alan put the milk on the nightstand, then piled up some pillows to lean the body that was only covered with a blanket so that it could sit down. Alan sucked spoon by spoon of milk into the mouth of the orange.

"I'm sorry, honey! If you haven't been fully conscious for ten minutes, I'll call a doctor! " the word Alan made the orange who still heard him try to open his eyes.

Alan was still feeding the milk mixed with honey painstakingly. His gaze could not be separated from the orange, guilt made him unable to move from beside his wife. Alan placed the half-living milk on the nightstand while waiting for the orange to fully awaken.

"Mas.". "the voice sounded very weak, followed by the bead of the eye that was now gradually opened.

"Honey.you make me anxious" said Alan who then hugged the weak body in front of him.

"I'm hungry, Mom! " cloak orange, made Alan stretch his arms.

"Recide this first! I've asked Bi Murti to make porridge." said Alan took milk mixed with honey that had been put on the nightstand, but immediately got the head gel from Orange.

"Mas Alan, the porridge is ready! " Bi Murti's voice sounded after a few knocking of the door.

"Wear this, Ngga! " alans said by helping Jingga put on her shirt that had been lying carelessly.

Alan walked open the door of the room, there was already Bi Murti standing in front of the door with a bowl of hot porridge in hand.

"Thank you, Bi. Bi Murti, can go back to rest" said Alan by taking a bowl of porridge from Bi Murti's hand.

"Did Mbak Jingga hurt, Mas? " Bi Murti's gaze at that time was fixed on the orange that sat leaning on the pile of pillows.

"No-no... Bi, just a little limp she said! " Alan hurriedly answered the middle-aged woman's question.But, seeing Alan who was only wearing a boxer, Bi Murti immediately turned towards the room with a thin smile that she had already endured.

Alan closed the door and sat down next to the orange. His hands began to feed the orange chicken porridge.

"Already, Mom!" push the Orange on its fourth feed.

"Darling, these are just four treats! " Alan tried to persuade the orange.

"My stomach feels full, I'll eat it again! " The orange immediately dethroned his body and pulled the blanket leaving Alan speechless. The man then followed his wife into a blanket because the time still showed at three in the morning.

Alan blinked his eyes after sleeping for a moment, azdan dawn sounded from a distance made the man who was still hit by drowsiness forced himself to wake up.

Before waking up a deep-looking orange with his sleep, Alan chose to clean himself first.

"That's it, honey. Come on, get up! " Alan woke up the orange after the dawn prayer.

"Come, Ngga! The rush of dawn runs out. "the word Alan makes the orange open a black bead of eyes berahan.

"My body hurts all, that part of me also feels very painful, Mas! " collapsed Orange.

"Sorry for last night, I'm out of control! Let me carry it to the bathroom! " taw Alan who then lifted the small body without waiting for an answer from Orange.

Alan left the orange in the bathroom! the man walked towards the walk in closet to look for t-shirts and shorts to wear for morning exercise. His steps came to a halt when he saw blood splattered on the sheets.

"Thank you! " alans chirps immediately pulled the bedsheet and brought it to the back, if it was discovered this first night they were finished Alan by Orange. Well, that's a lie, he'll always haunt the perpetrator.

Orange walks from the bathroom limped, the pain is like holding him to freely step.

The morning prayers were done with lightning, his drowsiness seemed to be unbearable. The orange took off his face and walked towards the bed. His eyes were round, when he saw that his bed had no more sheets.

"Where are the sheets, Mas! " ask Orange when she sees her new husband coming into the room.

"I just brought it back! It was spilled porridge. "lied Alan, and that's what a lie is like, it will always be covered with another lie.

"Attep, Ngga! Looks like there's a guest! " Alan walked forward followed by Orange who was curious who the guest who came on a blind morning like this.

Dave was already standing in his gym clothes when Alan opened the door.

"Let's get outside while washing your eyes with a clear one! " take Dave to Alan who is still standing at the door.

"Ehem... um...! " deheman Orange made Alan look back. It was unexpected that the orange was still behind him.

"Until it still hurts, I can't leave it! " answered Alan who let Dave in.

"What pain, Ngga? " ask Dave who seems to doubt Alan's statement.

"Ehmmm..mmm...! "

"Blood low. " Alan interrupted when he saw Orange just standing with a wave when answering Dave's question. That girl doesn't usually lie. Not wanting to interfere in their affairs, Jingga stepped into the kitchen, making warm tea for her guests.

"In addition to low blood, like Oranges are also affected by allergies! " dave said when he saw Orange coming with warm tea and snacks. His eyes caught some kiss***k on the woman's neck.

Dave was deliberately teasing Alan who from earlier stared intently at him. As if giving a warning not to discuss the problem.

"Not Allergic, just low blood! Please Mas! " orange answered, the woman then disappeared from the presence of the two men.

"Damn, lo! " said Alan to Dave who only answered with teasing laughter.

TB

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