ORANGISH

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“I miss you” whispered Dawn, by gluing a glance at their lips for a few seconds.

The orange did not answer. He was still shocked not to believe what he saw. She chose to greet her husband with tears. The cry that some time ago had stopped now without permission to slide back so swiftly.

The orange defense collapsed just then. She cried bitterly under the gaze of the husband who looked at her lovingly. Orange no longer knows prestige to express his longing for the husband. He returned the embrace of Dawn immediately. He cried bitterly with a trembling body and overflowing feeling. The fragrance of Dawn's body is soothing and enough to drive him crazy some of this time.

“Mas really have you gone home?” the question returned after a few minutes they hugged each other without a word.

“Or is it just your hallucinations alone?” he spoke in the midst of his cries.

“Darling, I'm really home. I'm here right now?” Dawn broke his wife's embrace. He cupped his wet orange cheeks and looked at the woman's eyes deeply.

“Mas Bad Dawn” whining later.

“Darling, I just haven't called you in more than three hours. Please take away your words that say I'm evil. I'm not a bad husband to his wife”

“But mas is evil. Mas Dawn let me feel the longing alone hiks...hiks..”.

“I also miss you dear” Dawn brought his wife back in her arms. Gently brush long hair and occasionally kiss it.

“Do I overdo mas?”

“Don't love, you don't overdo it” Dawn looked back at his wife deep down, she started to erode the distance between the two. Grasping the lips of the wife with longing. Nor is it the power not to retaliate. Now they are spilling all the flavors.

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The sounds of birds begin to sound. The grass wet with dew began to smell. The orange opened its eyes slowly. After more than ten days of not being able to sleep quietly. Last night he was able to sleep soundly without the slightest anxiety.

Slowly his eyes opened slowly. The first sight she saw that morning was her husband's fresh-looking face. Dawn seems to have taken a bath, visible from the water that is still wetting her hair.

“Good morning dear” greet gently and smile sweetly.

“The hot water is ready. Please princess take a shower first. After this we pray jamaah” Hand of Dawn outstretched helping his wife to sit down and take her to the bathroom.

Orange smile, again all the deeds of Dawn make it drift, just as he could not if far too long with the husband.

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“Mas today not to the office?” the question was when Fajar again wore a shirt after removing the cocoa clothes used for prayer.

Dawn gave no answer, she just shook her head slowly. The outstretched hand of Dawn brought the orange out, looking at the beautiful nature of the garden from behind the balcony of their room.

Orange stands on the threshold of the partition divider. He stretched out his hand breathing the cold air that morning. Although it is in the middle of the city, but the house of Dawn in the design is very beautiful there are many trees there. Orange closed his eyes and smiled. As for Dawn, he hugged his wife from behind. Drown his head there.

This is the position they like best. The two are in the closest position and are attached to each other. Their skin touching each other caused a distinct goosebumping sensation between the two.

“Honey, I want to make sure something”

Dawn whispered right in his wife's ear gently. He also slightly gave a small bite in the ear of the orange. It ended with a small cry from the orange.

“Sure what mas?”

“I think here there is already a junior Dawn, we have to do the examination to make sure everything”

“I'm afraid” replied with a soft look.

“Fear for what?”

“Jia it turns out he has not been present how? I'm afraid Mas disappointed” he's back down.

“We make another dear until he is completely finished and present here” Hand of Dawn gently stroking his wife's flat stomach.

“But Mas”.

“Nothing but. I told Reza to make a gynecologist reservation at eight this morning. So get ready princess soon we'll leave”.

That morning the servants were surprised by the presence of Dawn which also enlivened the breakfast there. During the Dawn no one in the house of the Orange told all the servants to eat together, at the same table. This is done so that the orange wants to eat. Given lately his appetite is different.

“We ate behind Non” pamit Susi, his eyes quickly highlighted fellow servants to go backwards so as not to disturb their employers.

The orange uses its head slowly. She wanted time alone with her husband.

“Eat a lot huh?”

“I can not eat rice mas, nausea later my stomach”

“Try first yes dear” Fajar hand outstretched, without saying much he feeds his wife. The orange chews all the food that Fajr brings into its mouth. Without feeling he finished one plate of rice with raw meat side dish that morning.

“Kok not nauseous huh? Usually if the morning nausea, especially if you see rice? He said with a look of wonder.

“That's because here's the baby. Our son wants his Papa nyapin” Dawn laughs little imagine all the possibilities that occur.

“Yok get ready soon we leave”.

Dawn with Jingga went to the hospital without a driver. They deliberately wanted to spend the day just the two of them that day. It didn't take long. Thirty minutes later, the young couple arrived at the hospital. Armed with the name of Dirgantara behind their names, making both got special treatment.

Orange and Dawn are allowed to enter the examination room without queuing. Understandably, Reza had already made a reservation first.

“Good morning Mom, so what are you complaining about?” ask Dr. Ambar. He smiled in a friendly manner to welcome his patients.

The orange just shook his head slowly.

“Then what are you feeling right now?”

“I'm happy again Doc. My husband finally came home. I can sleep peacefully” replied Orange honestly, which made Dawn have to scratch its head without itching.

“Dok please check my wife. We want to make sure if my wife is pregnant or not? These few days a lot of changes happened to him” explained Dawn very straightforwardly.

“Well, if you can know when was the last time you got your period?”

The orange shook his head not knowing. He doesn't remember that at all.

"Forgotten"

“Date 24 Dok, this is my wife's menstrual record” Dawn handed over an app in her phone.

Orange was stunned to see that. In my heart I thought amazingly my husband.