ORANGISH

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“Mas Dawn..

The orange groove in the crowd of people passing through it. He was crying with fear and fear. Especially when you see boisterous and screaming from people who asked for help that morning.

Smoke is increasingly spreading throughout the hallways in the poly womb and surrounding areas. The orange was still silent in the same place, he hugged his stomach trying to protect from the collision of humans who were about to find a way out.

Ouch....

The whimpering came back when he had just advanced his pace some screeching. The body of the orange, again hit by dozens of humans who are being chased by fire. Its body is not too big to make it can be swayed easily by other hospital visitors.

He fell, ill-fated he fell right in the middle of the hospital corridor to make him many times have to find the stomping of several other hospital residents.

Ouch...

One of his legs was stepped on by an unknown person. Orange grimaces trying their hardest to pull over. He shifted his body with the rest of his energy, without standing up. His hands were still in the same position hugging the stomach to protect the child.

Meanwhile, Reza, who heard the news that in the womb there was a fire immediately ran at full speed. He uses all the power available to get to the poly content immediately.

His eyes scanned the remaining humans, looking for the existence of the master. Her heart was anxious, afraid that something bad might happen to her young Miss. Reza, fight the way. If most of the people in polytheism scatter to get out of there, then not with it. He went in, splitting a puff of smoke and dozens of people looking for a way out.

Missy...

Missy...

Non-orange can hear me...

The voice echoed amidst the human panic. Reza was not desperate, he was still looking for the existence of the employer even though a lot of smoke filled the corridor of the hospital. Hoping that Jingga could hear his voice, and quickly respond to the call.

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Honey, soon it will all be over, all your lost rights will be back soon. You will get justice that has been lost. If God approves, you will also re-assemble with your family that still remains.

Dawn smiled for a moment after closing the phone connection from someone across the street. He shifted the gallery in his phone. His eyes looked at the face of the wife who was smiling peacefully full of charm.

I can't wait to tell you about this happy news, baby.

Again he smelled a smile, as if all the plans that had been arranged neatly would be realized soon. Do not want to linger in the existing wishful thinking. Dawn closed the keys to his phone, he put it back in the pocket of the pants he used.

Dawn stepped quietly, about to return to the hospital. However, his calmness and smile for only a moment, he was restless when he found dozens or even hundreds of people were scattering to get out of the hospital.

“What is this?” ask Fajar with a panicked look on his face.

There was no answer, only the boisterous sound of hundreds of people pushing each other, they were trying to get out of the hospital.

“What is this?” tanya Dawn returned with half a shout to steal the anesthesia of some people who were there.

“Fire” answered one of the people by running to save themselves.

“Where?” Shouted Fajar in panic.

“Poly content!” The voice grew farther away, until it was lost in the sea of humans, who were still scattering to find a way to get out of there.

The dawn was silent for a moment. His world seemed to stop for a spin at that moment. His mind suddenly lost control, he was in a daze for a moment. Soon he remembered a name.

The orange!

My wife!

The dawn of panic, never seeing a puff of smoke that began to circulate up to the hospital lobby. He grabbed her hair violently. Running crashing to fight the direction of the sea of humans in order to get in there.

“Pak, above is a fire. Very dangerous if you go there!” prevent some guards standing in the lobby area towards the second floor.

“I want to find my wife”

“Danger sir, the fire has spread. We wait for the fire department first” They block Dawn from going up to the polystyrene.

“Hah, waiting for the fire department! You think I can calm down? My wife is there!” Dawn's eyes glanced sharply, both hands clenched. His broken heart seemed to make it hot beyond measure.

“But Sir, there is danger once!” instructions of the security guard. They are still trying to block the steps of Dawn.

“I don't care!” he ran inside, removing the two guards with all his strength.

“Soaring!”

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Pl-please...

The voice of Orange weakened, the hijab was already irregular. His pants were full of black smoke remnants. His legs are stiff and hard to move. He couldn't even stand up, his whole body felt crumpled countless times.

Justjust please..

Pl-please...

The orange already felt at the threshold of its ability to survive. His tight chest and blurred vision made him give up on this life. He gave everything to the almighty of all possibilities. Soon after, everything became immeasurably dark.

Orange fainting.

He lost consciousness in the midst of a human panic that was looking for a way out. Reza began to enter the poly-containing waiting room area. He repeatedly shook the smoke through his face and nose. Gather all the energy available to find the master. His eyes scanned the hallway in front of him.

White and dark.

Only a puff of smoke was present, making the visibility of his eyes limited. He was still running and calling out the name of Orange in the midst of the panic.

Non Orange...

Non Orange...

There's absolutely no answer. Only the boisterous sounds of a few people were still heard filling the entire passageway.

Reza was silent for a while, he again shook off the puff of smoke that hit his face. His eyes felt sore but his instinct as a fellow human spoke had to find the Orange right then and there.

He fell silent for a moment, stopped his steps and scanned around the area.

Non Orange...

Reza's eyes, fixed on a woman who was limp helplessly on the edge of the hospital corridor. The woman fell on the floor in a shabby shirt.

Jeez Non Orange.

Reza came closer to making sure that what he saw was not wrong. He tried to make sure even with a doubtful feeling, considering the view that was not maximally covered by a puff of smoke.

Non Orange!

Reza is in the nearest jara. He was sure it was his master. Not much to say the man raised an orange without cue. He covered the body of Orange with a suit he wore to protect from the heat of the fire that began to spread everywhere.

The look on Reza's face panicked, the employer's life was at stake, moreover he took two lives in one hand at that time. As vigorously as Reza ran down the hospital corridor looking for a way out of there.

Huh.huh...

He ran at full speed in the remnants of existing power. Either he himself did not know where the power that perched on his body, to be able to bring the master ran far enough down the stairs to the hospital lobby.

Reza's temples are full of black, sweat pouring down there. Nothing is more important than the life of the employer and his child-to-be. He owed much to Dawn for his life. It was fitting now that he paid what his employer had sacrificed for him first.

Signore...

Shouted Reza, who was still running with an orange in his hand. He tried to stop the steps of Dawn who wanted to go to poly womb.

Signore...

As much as he could, he shouted back to call Dawn. Noticing the familiar voice in his ears made Dawn turn to the source of the voice.

The reza!

His eyes stared intently at the woman in the assistant's arms.

“Master, Madam Jingga” panicked face Reza came to Fajar who was no less panicked.

“Jinga!” Dawn then, without saying much, grabbed his wife's body from Reza's arms and took her out of it.

Reza can breathe a sigh of relief, at least she can return the Miss to her husband in a safe state, although the condition of Orange can not be ascertained sata it.

“Prepare car!” the instructions then, give Reza access to get out first take their car at the end of the parking lot.

“Good Tuan”

Dawn patted the wife's cheek, calling the wife's name hoping she would respond to the touch of the hand.

Orange was silent, he did not flinch at all. His face was pale. The breath tends to be short and weak. Dawn looked at her woman in panic. Especially when looking at the face and clothes that are wearing orange so shabby exposed to many stains. It can be ascertained if the woman was stepped on by the horde of people. He hugged his wife, hoping that something bad would not happen to his wife and children.

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“Hospital, find nearest hospital from here!” said Fajar when the car driven by Reza has arrived in front of the delivery house sait.

“Good Tuan”

The car is traveling at full speed, no matter the traffic signs. Reza chose to break through it, he split open the streets that morning. The sound of horns unceasingly airs behind his wheel.

“Stop”