Missing the Orange

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Problem work, I just want to be professional. We work not involving feelings, prejudices and anything. Come on, honey! Think more mature. If indeed you are jealous, yes guarded Mas Alan handsome is not even in cuekin! " It's been a few days that Alan thought about how to talk to the stubborn Orange. Re-liquefy the tension due to the already wrong orange prejudice.

"Stop forcing...! The thing I don't like about Mas Alan is the habit of forcing you, Mas! " jangga said, trying to move but the sturdy hand was still holding his wife's waist to sit on his lap.

"There's no other way but to force you! Sometimes we need to adjust our partner, right? "

"Am I that bad? " sela Orange.

"It's not just a character it's not a matter of good or bad, come on don't be too impulsive, sometimes we need a reconstruction of what we've seen! Trust me, I'm with Maya as a coworker! Just ask Raka, what kind of office am I in? " it is still persuading Orange, a woman who has a sensitive character but also stubborn it is still too difficult to accept the reason given by Alan.

"Here you go, I want to rest first! "

"I'm with you, huh? " Alan still holds the waist of Orange making Orange who had wanted to rebel even could not move.

"No! " strictly orange with a sharp look towards Alan.

"When do you want to, ngga? " ask Alan who feels that he failed to convince Orange.

"Until the hand is washed seven times and one of those counts uses dust! " At once Alan had chuckled, he never thought that the answer would be so ridiculous.

"You think I got shit? " ask Alan with a faint smile attached to his lips.

"Whatever it is, but I'm still very upset with you, Mom! Let me rest for a while. I'm tired all day college hours are full." said Orange made Alan let his wife get out of his lap.

"I'm with ya, Ngga! " alans shouted as Orange began to climb the stairs.

"No, yes no! " without looking back, the orange climbed straight up but still some stairs that he had not yet passed, the white woman screamed in pain.

"Openghhhh, ... It hurts! " At once he dropped his body between the stairs. The unbearable pain made him only able to grimace and moan in pain.

"S...!" Alan immediately ran after Orange, when he saw Orange almost fell if he did not hold on to the stairs railing, making Alan immediately run towards Orange.

"Mas... hurts! " collapsed orange who felt his legs getting sicker. Her tiny hand was still holding her calf which was painful due to muscle cramps.

"Awhile...!" Alan was holding the orange in the correct position. But the orange still felt tremendous pain in his calf.

"Patience, .. straighten it, and relax your legs! " let Alan then take a position facing the Orange. Hold the ankle Orange, then push slowly the soles of his wife's feet to bend back.

"Akhhh. But after that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Udah okay? " ask Alan when he sees Orange feeling relief.

"Yes, Mom! It's good. "answer the orange with a witty. If this is how she can still snack with her husband. Inevitably she let Alan carry her to the room.

Lying his body above the bed, Alan then looked for a balm to apply on the white calf he had always admired.

"Thank you, Mum! " said Orange as Alan applied the balm and gently massaged his feet.

"A lot of water...! That muscle needs lubricant too! " said Alan by taking a bottle of water on the nightstand that is always prepared.

After putting back a bottle of drinking water, Orange poured down his body and followed Alan who also followed lying next to Orange. A moment of silence, they were silent for some time.

"Mas, are we forcing ourselves too much to mate? " ask Orange with a bright look staring at the ceiling of the room.

"Feelings, we make a lot of difference. Try to remember, whatever it is we must always be in conflict, more often noisily, even we are not like other couples, we have no chemistry, just imagine, have we ever watched? dinner?"

"Once, often, right? We're dinner together! Or do we want dinner now? "

"Are we really going to dinner now? " ask the orange with sparkling eyes.

"I'll ask Bi Murti if his dinner is ready yet" Alan replied.

"Mas Alaaaann...! " lirih Orange full of emphasis, the woman who had pursed her lips tilted her sleeping position facing her husband.

"What, Honey!? " ask Alan still smiled thinly with a gaze that did not switch to enjoy the face of ayu which was only a few inches away from his face.

"I'm serious, Mom!"

"Yes, I'm serious too!"

hearing Alan Jingga's reply only speechless, he again pursed his lips, restraining emotions, how to convey the contents of his brain at this moment. While the person in front of him was also impressed not to know.

"Haeeiii... why? Not everyone who is a matchmaker must be in line and the same. In fact, not necessarily what we consider romantic there is no difference. Maybe they are too smart to process the differences to create something that complements each other" said Alan by getting rid of the orange haircut dangling on his face.

"That's it, it's hard for me to say! " The orange turned its body back to Alan who can now only frown because he felt astonished by what was maxed Orange.

"What the hell are you talking about, no? "

"Ngga so, it's hard to say the same thing that was loading for so long! " the orange groan increasingly does not want to see the face of the person behind it.

"What do you want, no? "

"No, if someone feels like they love someone, understand!"

"Understanding what? " Yes, this time Alan had to chase after Orange with questions because there was already an indication his wife was getting upset.

"Yes, whining women, dating, watching together, or a romantic dinner. "thus orange who is already getting upset. Alan never thought of romantic things for their relationship.

"Ohhhh that is not important to me, mending nyari money for our future! "

"The money goes on. It's endless, Mom! " Jangrobes sit up to grab his totebag lying original below. The tiny hand looked for the wallet and opened it.

"Now, I'm back. Why have a lot of money if you are unhappy, feel unloved." The orange pulls Alan's palm and puts the black card in Alan's hand.

"What the hell, Ngga? Ok, tomorrow we watch dinner....! " answered, Alan did not want to make Orange angry again.

"That means we're having a romantic date tomorrow, right? " question Orange again reassured Alan's statement.

"Yes...! " answered Alan who was not too excited. For him such a thing is not important, but what if his partner is so determined to want it.

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