Missing the Orange

30. Truths.

Alan ran after Orange, his face stiffened again with anxiety that was again seen in the look on his face.

"Ngga, Orange...! " call him when he is near an unconscious orange.

How panicked Alan was when checking the pulse of Orange that had begun to weaken.

"Jeez, I'm sorry, Ngga! " his murmur is still trying to resuscitate the Orange. But, do not want to be too long with the situation, Orange must immediately get help.

Still a few meters, Alan had to walk to get to his car, after going through an uphill and steep road to drain his power. Sweat flooded in the body that already looked exhausted from carrying Orange, carrying his backpack, and dragging his backpack with steep terrain and uphill.

Although with stride and painstaking steps, Alan finally arrived at his Jeep car. He leaned his body against the bench next to the wheel, before he threw two backpacks. With haste and anxiety, Alan drove his car to find the nearest clinic or hospital so that Jingga got help as soon as possible.

Alan turned his car around at a clinic not far away after passing by an evening and winding road.

"Please, my wife! " Alan went straight to the emergency department, made the clinic attendant directly with alert and responsive to handle Orange. A series of checks were also carried out.

A woman in white clothes approached Alan who was sitting not far from the bed in the orange.

"It's a good thing you're not late, your wife is dehydrated, sir" the doctor said, saying Nita.

"How are things now, Doc? " Alan was still looking at the doctor with a worried look.

"Still waiting for him to wake up. You can wait next to the patient. "

"Thank you, Doc" Alan said before Nita's doctor left him.

Alan walked into the room, looking at the pale orange face and the still closed eyes making him feel guilty. Ah, he shouldn't be that hard on his wife, again he regretted what he had done. His tired body is now sitting on a sofa not far from Orange.

His silver eyes began to shut with his head leaning against the head of the sofa, as if wanting to let go of all his tiredness.

Not yet able to fall asleep, he re-opened his eyes when a very soft voice sounded.

" Thirsty.... "

"Hope... " Hearing Alan's orange groan immediately swiftly approached the orange that was still closing his eyes.

"Orang." called Alan softly as he approached his wife.

"Well, "the orange murmur slowly opened his eyes.

One spoonful after another, he fed the Orange with water, but his wife's gaze turned cold, like a million stings of anger and disappointment. Yes, Alan will accept it if Orange is angry for being too harsh to punish him.

"Gga, I'm sorry! " said Alan who will take his wife's hand, but hastily pulled Orange.

"All right, I'm out for a second." Alan came out when the doctor and a nurse went back to check on Orange.

The tall man did come out for a while to find food and only took a few minutes he had returned with a plastic bag of food, all day he and Jingga had not had time to eat.

Alan opened the door of the orange room very slowly, so that the creak did not interfere. The man was stunned when he saw the orange rush to wipe away his tears.

"Why are you, no? Forgive my treatment to make you like this." said Alan who then walked closer to the orange who was still lying down.

Arranged orange bed, so that his wife can sit comfortably.

"I can eat alone" said Jingga asked Alan to hand over the food that had been arranged on a small table.

Alan just obeyed the desire of Orange, he understood if the emotion of Orange is not good.

"You can be angry! But, later after you are healthy! " said Alan by reaching back the spoon that had been held by Orange.

Alan began to painstakingly feed the orange even though only a few mouthfuls entered his mouth.

"I am full" said Jingga, who then leaned her head. Her eyes seemed to condense, as she looked at her husband.

"Why are you, Ngga?" alan asked by framing the face he wanted to turn away from him. The orange tears escaped unstoppably, even now his shoulders were shaking from his sobbing.

"Don't touch me! Your baby needs you more, Mas. "the sentence is paused by her innocent cry. While Alan only felt confused by what was said Orange.

"Infant...? " ask Alan hesitating.

"Yes, don't pretend anymore. You've lied to me a lot." The orange can no longer control its crying.

"Speak one-on-one. Really, I don't understand what you're saying! " Alan was still staring at the confused Orange. While Orange still crying, until his breath began to wheeze.

"What's up, Ngga. I really don't know what's going on. "

"I know the baby in your ex-boyfriend's womb is your baby. You should be responsible, Mom! The baby was innocent, he needed you. "with a little bit of orange finishing his sentence, but when he heard his wife's explanation, Alan laughed so hard.

"What do you mean? Deandra's Baby? "

"Yes, isn't that your baby? " just to say her husband's baby was too bad for Orange.

"Hae, it's good that it's my baby! Don't like slandering, yeah! "

"Why should you avoid it? You shouldn't run from responsibility."

"Gosh, what happened to you? "

"I've remembered it. Deandra's cousin was my friend, she came to this town to find the father of her son-in-law, and that afternoon I saw her, as she clasped your hand, Mas." hearing the explanation of Orange made Alan singed his cynical smile.

"You're too impulsive. Before concluding something check first the truth. "the sentence Alan made Orange stare fixedly at her husband, as if asking for further explanation.

"The baby that Deandra was carrying was Reyhan's baby. And, Deandra asked me to find Reyhan. He did not know who to ask for help in this city." explained Alan made the orange sculpt, whereas in his heart there was a great relief. Actually she wanted to smile, but it was still on her feet because there were still other calculations to be completed with her husband.

"Have understood, Iaaannnggggkuuuu! " said Alan angrily by pinching the tiny orange nose.

"Do you remember everything? Instead of thinking about the baby Deandra mengedan we make our baby alone. " Alan framed the face of an orange, but at the brink of Alan's hand.

"Don't touch me!" mencam Orange still stared intently at her husband.

"Duch, the small, ferocious half-dead" led Alan to make Orange even more annoyed, he felt Alan was completely mopping up his anger.

"You don't feel guilty, do you? I'll make a calculation with you. "hearing the phrase Orange makes Alan scrunch his forehead.

"I mean, what else? " ask Alan with a serious face.

"As long as I forget my memories, you've been lying to me! you took my first kiss by force, even. "the sentence hangs.

"You are so outrageous! Many lies you have done." continued Jingga, his voice full of emotion.

Seriate.

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