ORANGISH

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Midnight is the best time to get back to work, after a full day of drama and drama. Dawn awoke from her sleep, after a few hours ago closed her eyes to fulfill the request of the wife to quickly sleep together. Silent, silent as if the world is only focusing on him and the work that exists.

Jemari Fajar again opened the drawer in her wardrobe. He picked up a large black bag over there. His eyes looked at the two paper bundles sent from Reza some time ago while still in China.

The eyes of Dawn, staring fixedly at the two thick paper bends that were in his hands. From the outside the shape is almost completely no different at all. There are only a few slightly different signatures. At first glance, people will say that the two are the same.

Waitaminute!

Why is the name of the owner of the asset, signature and stamp are also different?

It's amazing how good you are at playing. Dawn again stared fixed the paper bend, from there he could see how much treasure the Bramantyo family had in the past.

Dawn shook her head slowly, as her hand opened sheet by sheet there.

Orangish....

Orangish...

Jingga Sekar Ayu Kemuning, some of the contents of the asset on behalf of his wife, then why has his wife only been a servant in the Hermawan family?

Hundreds of questions were back on the air in his brain. The barrage of possibilities that occurred had Dawn thought before.

Dawn again opened the black bag that was now lying on the right side where he sat.

A bendel bearing the Hermawan criminal record.

Huh, what else is this? So what exactly is the person I'm dealing with right now.

Dawn threw out its breath violently. He glanced at his wife who seemed a little distracted by his sudden movements.

“Mas...”.

When the time showed at two in the morning, Dawn could not close her eyes. He was still checking some of the work that had been delayed this morning. The sudden orange crackling dispersed his concentration.

“What's the matter dear?”

“Kok not sleeping?” Asked the woman by rubbing her eyes and slightly wriggling her body.

“It was a pity earlier, woke up again shortly” Dawn smiled and gently caressed his wife's hair.

“Why did you wake up? It's still night, baby. Is she fussy?”

Fajr's hand stretched out to touch his wife's stomach, he gently rubbed his future son.

Orange shook his head slowly.

“I'm hungry” replied Orange with embarrassment, he slightly covered half his face with a blanket.

“Ok a minute ya”

Dawn's hand grabbed the phone plane at the side of the bed to contact the waiter.

“Don't wake them up kasian is still night, surely they are also tired all. Let me eat the food. Or I want to make instant” noodles

The orange began to rise from his bed. He sat down for a while before brushing off the blanket that covered his body, then curling his hair.

“No darling. You can't eat instant” food

Dawn's hand was blocked with his wife's wrist plan.

“But I'm hungry, I can't sleep if I'm hungry. It feels like my gut is in the squeeze-remas” whining with spoiled.

“Let me alone the masakain”

“Includes can?”

“How about we try” As usual Dawn will raise his eyebrows. He grabbed hold of Orange's hand and took her to get out of the room.

“This gas is at home, I'm not going to probably get lost. So please let go of my hand”

“Do not want, if you fall how? I just don't want anything bad to happen to you. Do not want to add to the problem, Orange according to all her husband said. Right now the most important thing is to eat to fill his stomach that thrashed since then.

Arriving in the kitchen, Dawn quickly opened the refrigerator looking for some foodstuffs that can be easily cooked that night. He no longer offered anything to Orange, fearing that the pregnant woman would ask for something strange later.

“Good, while waiting for the meal so, Princess please eat this first”

Dawn gave him some bread with chocolate jam in front of his wife. He also peeled some apples and oranges that were placed right on the side of his plate.

“Mas sure can? Let me cook. I'm still strong if I only cook doang”

“No darling. You can't be tired. Sit quietly there” the Dawn Commandment by starting to wear an apron on his body.

Orange sat at the dinner table, began to put some pieces of fresh bread in his mouth. His eyes swiftly observed every movement that Dawn made. The heart of Orange is disturbed when it sees Dawn cutting red onions. He got out of his seat and joined in wanting to help with peeling.

Hoek...

Hoick.