ORANGISH
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“Shelf!.”
The sound of a table shake echoed in the corner of the room. A Hermawan's men have come to report. He came quite hastily to the superior.
Brakes...
Again the sound was heard quite loudly once, to make all residents in the room should be surprised.
“Damn it!”
“Damn it!”
“Stupid basis!”
“How can you guys be that carefree with all this?” Hermawan rose from his place of the two. He stared one by one the men who entered his room. His face was already as red as a boiled crab. His blood pressure peaked, his emotions were already in the crown and ready to explode.
“You know how much loss I got from this event? Huh!” Again Hermawan came to block the neck of his men. He forcefully slammed after that.
“Truly sloppy!” his fingers squeezed each other, with a look of wrathful face.
“Find out who is the mastermind of this warehouse burning” his word later, still with heightened emotions.
“I think the person who did that is Mr. Fajar” said one of the men ventured to speak. Though inwardly still doubtful. But during this time against Hermawan, no one was able to penetrate the warehouse kalimantan . This was Hermawan's first time, whistling tensely with his opponent and he was able to penetrate his fortress.
“Damn it!” maki Hermawan is back. Just a week ago the middle-aged man felt the happiness of the destruction of Orange and Dawn before his eyes, but now things are turning back.
Tsk...
He spit, with his hands on his waist. His eyes were still burning with hatred there.
“Do something to eliminate them!”
Tacit. His herd of men still fell silent giving no reaction.
“Do now! What are you waiting for!”
“If in this mission you guys don't make it, I'll cut off your hands. Even more than that, your family is in my grasp!” whispered Hermawan posed a threat to some of his men.
He chose to get out of the room, slamming quite hard the door there. Until the thumping sound can be heard around the room. Hermawan stepped out of his luxurious office. A black eyeglass decorated his appearance this morning. I don't know what the man will do after this, it's just that a luxury car is waiting for him right in the office lobby.
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Surabaya
“Honey, it's been more than two hours we took a walk. Better go home first. You also have not had breakfast since this morning” said Fajar, persuading Orange who since this morning was in a wheelchair. The two of them were walking around in the residential complex where Fajar lived.
“I still want outside Mas”
“But it is noon, the weather has also started to blister. I'm afraid you're exhausted and hungry” Dawn sits crouching on the side of the wheelchair, begging his wife to come home.
“We sat there first Yes Mas” One-handed Orange, outstretched pointing to the banyan tree that stands right on the right side of the park.
“Baik”
Patiently, Dawn obeyed every command of the Orange, as long as it accompanied the Orange streets, its feelings were filled with uneasy restlessness. Fear of something bad happening to his wife. Especially after the burning of the warehouse yesterday, of course Hermawan will not stay silent for it. Sooner or later the middle-aged man would retaliate immediately.
“Mas, I want to eat ice puter and siomay” pinta Jingga then when feeling the small shakes that torment his stomach.
“We go home first yes, you wait at home. Later I will find ice puter and also siomaynya”
Orange shook his head unwillingly. The woman wanted to eat siomay under a tree, by seeing some birds scattered freely there.
The dawn breathed a long breath.
“Honey, come on”
The orange did not answer, preferring to turn his face away.
“Sayang”
“Mas Dawn just like that, Mas do not know what it feels like people crave like? I really want to eat siomay and ice puter here. Understand” Orange whimpering and pleading.
“Siomay Mas Only. I did not ask for more than that” he looked down as if he was in a moment of silence.
“Good, what the hell is not for you”
Dawn rose from its seat. He reached into the pocket of the pants on his left. His eyes were looking for a siomay salesman.
“Hay dek” call him on the son of a boy, aged around 14 years.
“Dek, can ask for help find siomay and ice puter traders in this park. If you've met bring it here with people and merchandise”
“But what's kak for?” the boy seemed to frown in surprise.
“My wife wants to eat siomay”
“Why not take it there brother?”
“My wife wants to eat under this tree. So can you call them immediately to come here”
Dawn took out a few pieces of red money and handed it to the boy, hoping he would not ask much questions and quickly continue his orders.
“Mas Dawn, so everything is exchanged for money. Why not just call yourself anyway not too far”
“Mas too squandered money” grumbled orange later. Her lips were already pursed forward by a few cm.
“Lantas what is more valuable than you dear. If money can be found easily and at any time. But a wife like you is rare and second to none. You think after the incident a while ago, I'll let you for yourself?”
“No will be dear. I don't want anything bad to happen to you back”
Dawn again crouched in front of his wife, he wanted to show how valuable the woman in front of him was.
“But this is in Mas park, many people here”
“Many people do not guarantee someone's safety. Even in a hospital place to save many lives can still make you happy” said Fajar later.
Orange can not answer anymore, everything said by Dawn is true, but living under extraordinary strict supervision really is not nayaman. Especially at a safe radius, there are several bodyguards that also guard it at this time.
Huft....
“Just enjoy your life right now dear” said Fajar, when staring at the expression of an orange face that feels depressed with the existing circumstances.
“It turns out that the rich are complicated huh mas?” talk with origin.
“No, it's just that you're not used to”.
“Lama” ten minutes later, the siomay merchant never came to them, while the stomach of Orange already felt tormented holding hunger.
“Honey, wait a minute. Or we just go home, I'll buy it somewhere else. Wait at home with comfortable”
Orange did not want, the woman shook her body in response.
“It's just ten minutes patient ya”
Orange is still wrinkled, she used to be a woman who can withstand hunger, even for a long time. Not infrequently Orange, often fasting every day, as a form of tirakat or just to save his expenses. But after pregnancy, her appetite peaked rapidly. It does not come within a few minutes of food. The mood will quickly go up and down if you feel hungry.
“Lama!”
“Lama”
“Lama”
Orange, take a flower that falls next to his wheelchair. He threw out one by one the existing flower petals.
“I do not understand darling, it turns out ten minutes is very long according to your version” said Fajar who could not stand the groan of Orange, he called one of the bodyguards available to pick up back the somay handyman.
It didn't take long, the Dawn bodyguard pulled out forcefully the siomay salesman who was at the opposite end of them at the moment. It does not matter if the seller is serving the buyer.
“I can buy all of you with your cart right now!”
His loud, firm and glaring voice made the siomay seller shudder in horror. Not wanting in more maslaah, he complied and pushed his wagon towards where Jingga was sitting.
“I want a spicy somay one” said Jingga, when he saw the somay artisan already in front of his eyes.
“Make the most delicious for my wife. Make sure everything is in a clean and safe condition” said Fajar added.
The somay seller was preparing to mix, he prepared the existing materials, slicing and serving. Then give it to Dawn and Orange.
“Try first” Dawn handed the plate of somay to the seller.
Not many words, the seller began to take a spoonful of siomay to make sure if everything is safe and without problems.
“Make the same as this!” the command of Dawn then, he did not want the orange to eat from the rest of the merchants.
“Mas come on, I am not a president who eats should be kept very tight like this. It's just a plate of somay”
The orange rolled its eyeballs lazily.
“I just want to give you the best, baby. After eating this siomay I beg you to go home. Outside too dangerous for mu”
Orange nodded obediently, not wanting to fight back and made Dawn a lot of thoughts.
Somay traders concoct all their siomays right in front of Dawn, “please Mr Nyonya”
“Let me Supian” Dawn reach for the plate and start putting soup after somay bribe into his wife's mouth. The orange received every mouthful that entered his mouth with a smile. I don't know why when you want a food and can be realized it feels very happy. There is a feeling of relief there and the mood of the pregnant woman was back to improve.
“I want to pack also for everyone at home”
“Baik”
“Wrap everything” Dawn winks one eye as a gesture to the bodyguards to bring all the somays to her home. I don't forget he paid after that.
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“I think Fajar has to pay more, because the siomay man, he has served me very well. He also makes somay with very tasty” chirping Orange while on his way home. The dawn was pushing him into the gate of their house.
“I've paid him over fifteen million”
“Hah! Fifteen million? Only for somay?”
