Missing the Orange

39. Cicit Billing

"Darling, though,... Be aware! Everything's gonna be okay! " alans said by drowning the body of the Orange in his arms, seeing the state of the Orange, he himself panicked a little. His hand was patted gently on his wife's back but the little body vibration was still felt even his stuffing was now unable to control it.

"Darling... Nothing happened, even now I'm hugging you! Come on. take a deep breath, control yourself....! " the lingering vibration of the orange body weakens and the stuffing is a little calm. Stretched the body of the Orange from his embrace because he felt the hands of the Orange are still stiff.

It turns out that it is true, Orange is still grasping a screwdriver very tightly, even the finger has been membuku and difficult to open. Orange, he was still sobbing, while Alan continued to try to relax those wiggly fingers.

"Darling..look! We are fine, even the sky looks so beautiful! You know, I had a dream to make my wife a tower where we could see the stars and the moon together. " Alan kept trying to tell me something beautiful, with her hand trying to stretch the finger of the wiggly finger holding the screwdriver.

The man with a sharp nose, finally took a deep breath when he managed to take the iron from the hand of Orange. He hugged his wife's body warmly to get back to normal.

Long enough, he had to handle the Orange, but managed to also bring back the Orange into the car in better shape. Meanwhile, he re-installed the spare tire that he had prepared. After completing his activities, Alan returned to Orange by opening the car door next to Orange.

"You're better? " ask Alan by grabbing and gently grasping the orange lentic hand makes the woman just nod.

The man who looks like he is currently so aware is now walking towards the steering chair. Alan returned to his car at a higher speed. Occasionally in the lyrics

The orange just remained silent. He was very sorry about the incident, because it would refresh his trauma, even though the therapy was only half a step.

At midnight, Alan turned his car in a large yard in front of the joglo-style house. Just go downstairs and open the car door for Orange.

"Gosh, his hands are still a little stiff! not yet perfectly back to normal. "he thought in his heart, feeling concerned about the state of Orange, Alan led into the main door of the classic-style house.

Hearing the arrival of Alan, the door of the wooden house was wide open when Alan had entered the terrace. At the door was welcomed by Mr. Santoso and a forty-year-old woman.

"Monggo, Den Pinarak(please sit down)! Tell that woman.

" His name is Aseh, Mas Alan! Who replaced Bi Murti. "clearly Mr. Santoso made Alan just nod.

"Where is Eyang, sir? How's things going? " Tanya Alan didn't look at her being.

"Sampun sare(sleeping already)! It's best that Alan's see Eyang tomorrow! "

"Then, I'll take Jingga to rest first. Oh yes, please ask Mbak Aseh to make chocolate milk for Orange! Directly taken to the room only. "the message of Alan who continues to be asserted by Mr. Santoso.

Alan led the orange into the room. The orange now sat on the edge of the bed, while Alan squatted in front of him, confirming the state of his wife.

"Darling, look at me! " a lingering orange stared at those bluish silver eyes.

"Nothing will happen! Look we've arrived at Eyang's house safely. " Alan clasped the orange cold hand, trying to give warmth and calmness.

"Tok .. tok.. Tok, Mas Alan is the drink! " The voice of Aseh's mother made Alan move to open the door of his room. Aseh's mother has brought a tray of milk and warm tea.

"Thank you, ma'am! " Alan said as he received the tray filled with milk and warm tea.

"Will Alan eat? Let me prepare."

"No need to be Aseh. We'll eat tomorrow morning! " reject Alan who already wants to rest his body because of fatigue during the trip. Yeah, hearing Alan doesn't need anything Aseh's sister left their room.

"Darling, drink some milk first! " alans said by thrusting a glass of milk chocolate that was welcomed by his wife. The orange drank a few sips and returned them to Alan.

"Mas, I'm too bad to overcome my fears! " New sounds Orange. Since then the woman who still looks anxious just silenced.

"You're great, even I didn't think you could do it. "answered Alan, who actually knew that Orange had died to death against his fear.

"Look..! I'm okay, aren't I? Now rest first!" Orange according to what Alan said, he really needs to sleep right now. Alan who was already feeling tired now also spread his body beside Orange. Tomorrow morning he wants to see the Princess immediately.

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After the dawn prayer, Alan and Jingga intended to go to the room of Eyang Putri. They were already impatient to know the state of his beloved elder.

"Honey, are you okay? " ask Alan as they step out of the room.

"Udah, Mom! I'm all right! " answer Orange.

When they were about to step into the room Eyang Putri, it turns out he was already sitting on a long chair in the middle room.

"Eyang...how is Eyang doing? " ask Alan by kissing the back of the old woman who alternates with orange.

"Eyang, it's better. When did you guys get there? That's why your face is bruised like that? " Eyang Putri asked a few questions as her beloved granddaughter crouched down in front of her.

"Every night, when we get to the Princess Eyang already sleeps. So we decided to meet with Eyang in the morning. Last night Alan fell while changing a flat tire. "lias lie, do not want to make the Eyeangnya feel worried.

"Here, I'm sitting near Eyang! You how are you? Haven't been Eyang's great-grandson yet? " Hearing the question of the Princess made Orange just smile blandly.

"Not yet Eyang...! jinga replied with a bow, he remembered about the contraceptive pill, there was a feeling of guilt to all those who had been expecting the next generation.

" What can you do, Cah Good? " ask cynical Princess as if blaming Alan who never gave him a great-grandchild.

"Oh my goodness, Eyang..During this time Alan has been speeding Eyang, but Alan is not God! " let's Alan with a view cast towards Orange. Make Orange understand if he has a guilty hand in this matter.

"Emang riding in a car with a speeding event. Give Eyang a great-grandson as soon as possible, hunt Eyang dead! " cloak Eyang with a slump, although it has begun to interfere with his health but the spirit of the elderly woman always makes it look fresh.

"Please Eyeang, Ma'am Orange, Mas Alan, still warm. " Aseh put down three cups of tea and a plate of fried bananas.

"Loh, Seh! How's all the tea? I, don't I, usually do coffee? " Eyang Putri protested with what Ms. Aseh gave.

"Campaign, Eyang. Sendikanipun Pak Doctor dereng pareng ngunjuk rumiyen coffee(sorry Eyang. The doctor said he can't drink coffee yet!)." Ma'am Aseh reminded Eyang Putri as recommended by the doctor.

" Opo o Seh, most yo mengko me dead! (what are you seh, later I will also die)." murmur Eyang Putri looks so upset.

"Eyang's... He said he wanted to see a great-grandchild? Yes must be healthy dong, how can play with his great-grandson if sick gini. "persuade Alan when he heard the phrase Eyangnya. Really, there is a fear of losing a figure that doubles all the figures papa and his mother all this time.

"How long have you been here? "

"Three daily Eyang...! "

"A really fast guy?" the protest of the Princess when she heard Alan's reply.

"I still do a lot of work Eyang and Orange also not KRS-an! "

They spend the morning sitting together chatting with each other releasing a sense of kangen. Seeing that his Eyeang was refreshed again made Alan breathe a sigh of relief.

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