ORANGISH

109

“Hah, stupid!”

“One-time fool! Just handle snot kids you can't!”

“Cih..”.

The middle-aged man spit right in front of his men, he cursed all out his men for failing in one mission.

“How can you guys who consist of many people like this, can not attack just by fighting two people huh!”

“Where is your expertise that always says invincible by anyone. It's free I pay a lot if you finish one person you can't afford!

Mr. Hermawan's hands pointed one by one the faces of his men that night.

“Sorry Sir, forgive us after this we promise will finish’in” They bow the face of fear.

“What makes me have to believe in you guys?!”

“We have long cooperated with Mr, only this first time we failed in one mission. Allow us to repair and bring good news to Tuan”, said the gang leader, begging for mercy.

“One more time, if you fail the next mission please just leave here!” Hermawan snapped quite loudly at the leader of the gang. He even threw a few punches at the other members.

“I don't think with you guys, already equipped with many weapons still lost track. Just play rough already lost, what if you have to play smooth hah” He sighed violently.

“That's precisely Sir, we should play even smoother. Dawn is not someone who can be conquered in this way!”

“I think we should reset our existing strategy”

“Do not talk much do everything before the factory in China finished its construction!” Hermawan chose to leave the base with anger. It has a place that is far from home. An empty building that is used as a headquarters to launch each action, devising a series of evil plans to harm his co-star.

****

Dawn House.

“Non, we're in. It's midnight. The wind is not good in the body especially for pregnant women” persuaded Susi, who is still sitting under the stairs of the terrace of the house of Dawn. The same thing is done with orange. She sat there waiting for her husband's return. Both of them were still sitting with anxiety and alertness.

“Sus, but it's been over twelve nights. Where exactly is the Dawn? Even his phone number can not be in contact” He roared feeling anxiety that is immeasurable. Pregnancy makes her more sensitive in every way, especially feelings and feelings,

“I get a jacket first yes Non”

The orange did not answer. He just nodded his head obediently.

Susi started to move from her seat. He walked on the third floor to pick up a blanket and jacket as body warmers. Not infrequently on his way to the room Orange, he yawned many times when found drowsiness that can not be held.

Stay until when I wake up like this. Hoam....

The orange still stared at the same sky. Several times his hand stroked the stomach which began to contain. As if he was having a discussion with the child.

Five minutes passed, Susi never returned to accompany Jingga. Her fingers were busy picking out jackets and blankets for the Miss. But when accidentally his head touched the wall to lean. He fell asleep for a few minutes.

She took a few steps forward, to make sure that what came was her husband.

“Mas Fajar” instantly the smile came back from the corner of his lips, after all day dim countless.

Slowly the car began to advance, entering the yard until it stopped right in front of the main entrance of his house. The car stopped, the engine was turned off but the dawn never came out. The orange still stared in wonder. Usually her husband will quickly get out of the car when it reaches the door, especially if he is waiting for her there.

Slowly Reza started getting out of the car “good night Non Orange” said with respect and courtesy. Reza also bent his body, and soon after he walked to the back to open the door for passengers there.

Orange still stared in wonder, not usually Dawn asked to open the door. The man seemed independent despite his title as master of the master. The orange started down the stairs and approached the husband's car.

“Jeez Mas, this is why?” He frantically covered his gaping mouth when he saw Fajar's hand with a bandage, especially in some parts of his shirt's arm there was blood.

“Kok hasn't slept yet?” dawn answered without intending to answer his wife's question.

“This why?” she asked again, without wanting to answer her husband's questions.

“Za, you can go home for a break. Or you can stay here too. For tomorrow leave later than usual no problem”

“Good Sir, thank you for your permission to go home”

“Please”

Reza started to retreat. Since in the car Fajar instructs Reza to use a different car. He allows to use any car in his garage. Of course this is for Reza's safety considering that the man will be traveling alone tonight. Fajar is worried that the gang is still after him.

“This why?” with a panicked face, Jingga asked. He touched the husband's hand several times.

“No darling. I'm not papa. It's just a minor wound. Come on in, it's night and still outside of”

“Mas I'm worried about you. What exactly is going on? Why do my hands have to be bandaged like this? Did something bad happen to you? Did Dawn fall or why?” Orange can not resist his curiosity. A row of questions just slid from his mouth. More than that, he could not help but cry that suddenly melted down his cheeks.

“Hay stop don't cry. Where to answer all your questions dear”

“Look at me no papa, this is just a small wound tomorrow also healed”

“Little wounds how his blood is so much in his clothes”

“I'm not papa dear, Don't worry this is just a small wound. Last accidentally mas fell while walking” lied Fajar, did not want to make his wife a lot of thoughts.

“Sini” One hand Dawn grabbed the head of Orange and carried it in her arms.

“See even I can still to hug you dear. Don't be sad, I'm not really papa. We rest ya” Dawn guiding his wife towards the third floor to their room.

Chequek...

Door opens.

Susi!!!