Orange Ocean

Anila

“ Non, already up.” Said mr. Edi

“eh.iya pak.” Jinga was half surprised because she was just reading a chat

the group of directors who are busy because of their decision to decide

contract of employment with Ratama group unilaterally. He just read and

reading without interest retaliates from any of these chats.

“thank you sir, oia pak Edi just go home later I take a taxi directly

home not back from office.” Firm Orange.

“ good non.” And take the car out of the parking lot of the building.

Sanggar Jingga, yes this is where the dance sanggar was established two years ago

as a lara's medicine. Now he can't realize his dream

she became a ballerina, but she was determined to realize her dreams

in his studio to achieve their goals.

When he was about to step his foot into the dance building, Jingga heard a little

commotion in the parking lot. He saw one of his works and a man

a confused middle-aged man faced a little girl who was

scatter.

“ Miss Dila, what is this?” Orange asked while walking to the car

the commotion is.

“ Ehh.. bu Orange, mom when to come?” Dila asked in surprise.

“kemarin” says orange at a glance then squatting aligning yourself with the girl

small before.

“ hi pretty boy, what's his name?” with the sweetest smile.

The little girl just stared hard, looking at the clingy orange from toe to toe

hair. And his eyes stopped on the package that the orange had brought without speaking

whatever.

“maaf ma'am Jin, this is Anila child primary ballet class again lambs unwilling to enter.

It's often like this ma'am, even though his son is talented.”  Said miss Dila in a whisper.

“Ayolah non Nila, enter first, later pack Ari diomelin father if non not enter les.”

Sela pak Ari who is the personal driver of Anila is tired of persuading Nila who

never stop lashing out.

“ Anila want this?” smiling while lifting the package right in front of Anila's face

Anila nodded still not taking out a word

“ then let's go with Jin ma'am inside, we eat this in mom's room, will you?”

Still answering while nodding his head

“ come..” while reaching out and Anila grabbed it and they both came in

into the building smiling hand in hand talking.

“ let's sit down, we eat here yuk.” while sitting on the sofa and opening the package

from that moment on, Anila.

Anila complied and sat down beside the orange and her eyes continued to look at her hands

The orange that opened the box and Anila was sure it was cheese

his favorite food cake.

“ Anila,..Anila Nareswari miss.” Finally opened the voice

“ uh our name is the same you love, if the name of the mother of Jingga Nareswari, oia do not call miss call mother only yes, Mother Jin.” while pinching the nose pointed Anila.

“ let's love we eat first, aaa.. ”

“ Anila earlier why darling?” Jingga tried to invite Anila to talk while feeding the cheese

the cake he bought before going to the sanggar.

Anila just shook her head while still eating the ravenous cake that Orange bribes

into her tiny mouth.

“You like it so much same cheese cake?”

And again Anila did not make a sound just nod but this time accompanied by a smile

with wide and sparkling eyes.

“ ihh... You are if you smile add cantiiik deh dear.” Pinched Anila's cheek

with dismay.

“ Mom can it be the same Anila no dear?”

Anila nodded.

“ How did you not want to enter? Anila cape?” Orange looked at his little girl

clinging and seeing sadness in his eyes.

For some reason suddenly Orange hugged Anila and stroked the boy's back. And Anila

also immediately cry a hiccup in orange. And he also let it go

until Anila fell asleep in her arms because she was tired.

Soon Jingga laid Anila on the sofa and continued her work

delayed. I don't know how many missed calls and incoming messages are not

he hides in his dress.

The wall clock had already shown at 2pm and Anila finally woke up from

his sleep. The orange was the first person he saw when he opened his eyes and

greet her with a very sweet smile.

“Good day princess sleeping, how is her sleep? Yappy?” The orange moved from his chair and

sitting on the sofa where Anila slept.

“Bu Jin, Anila wants to change schools, can you say with papi Anila?”

Orange was surprised to hear it, but he tried to calm down and relaxed want to know but

not forcing the little girl in front of him can tell the problem

he faced.

“What is the current school why?” Curious orange

“The friends of Anila are evil, they always mock and

told Anila she doesn't have mami.” Hugging the orange and the tears back

flooding the beautiful face of the little girl was embraced by an orange.