ORANGISH

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“It's been a rich man apparently!”

A middle-aged woman wearing a light blue kebaya complete with a bun that adorns her head. He carries a famous brand bag, with the latest output model. He wandered toward the orange who was standing on the side of the wheelbarrow.

“Already a rich man!” again the woman said it. He slightly nudged the orange arms as they were within the closest distance.

“Bu Lia” greet Orange with rigid. He did not expect to be reunited with his former employer, who had lived with him for decades.

“Yes, it's me! How does it feel to be rich?” Ms. Lia, whispering in the ear of an orange, with a tone of dislike.

Suddenly Orange, feeling clumsy confused to answer what. Instead of answering Ms. Lia's question, Jingga prefers to shift their conversation. “Bu Lia how are you?” he looked down, grabbed the former master's hand and kissed him reverently. Like the orange bias will respect anyone who is there. Especially in the older people, more than that Bu Lia was his guest today. He should treat his guests well.

“Cih, don't touch my hand. I'll catch your poor disease!” exclaims Bu Lia, by wagging the hand that has been in the grip of Orange.

“Sorry Bu”

“Call me Mistress!. I'm still your Lady and will remain your Lady!”

“Good Nyonya” Orange looked down, he preferred to obey Bu Lia's orders, rather than having to argue with her. Given that day there are so many guests who have to be greeted. It felt like it would be a waste, if it only served Bu Lia.

“Basic babu, shameless. You dared to take Dahlia's place. It should be Dahlia who is now standing here. Not a village woman like kamu” again Bu Lia whispered right in the ear of Orange, he also slightly gripped the arm of Orange.

“Aduh, Madam please release” groin later when Bu Lia's long nails, piercing through the kebaya gap he used.

“I did not expect at all, if in addition to not having property you also have no shame and gratitude. Is this how you repay all the good of our family all this time, by marrying your future employer's husband! Heh”

“Truly women do not know themselves” file Bu Lia, somehow the taste that has been in place for a long time can no longer be contained that morning. Bu Lia's heart felt countless pains, when she saw the face of Orange who was blushing happily.

Her heart whimpered unacceptingly, as a mother she wanted to be angry. No orange should be in its current position. Dahlia should be the only princess standing here serving guests and becoming queen today.

Too furious and fed up, seeing the happiness of Orange, makes Bu Lia lose her mind. She quickly approached the orange, as the pregnant woman was sitting alone waiting for her husband to take a meal for her.

“I make sure in the near future Dahlia will be back. And you!” one hand pointed towards the face of the orange.

“Prepare, for I will again take everything that should belong to my son” Bu Lia by deliberately pulling the Orange hijab, she said, the back of the woman had to follow the movements of Bu Lia's hand to reduce the pain.

Ouch....

Ouch...

“Bu Lia, here apparently. I was looking from earlier lo jeng” Bu Nadin's voice patted Bu Lia's back who was standing right next to Orange.

“Eh Bu Nadin” Bu Lia flirted with the arrival of Miss Nadin, he was afraid if the in-laws of Orange saw what he did to Orange.

“I was looking for, uh apparently here. Have you eaten ma'am?, please try the dish, Sorry so bad ma'am. We do not prepare this event impromptu”

“Ah Yes Mom, I just want to say hello to Orange. Kangen is the same as him. This orange has been considered as my own child Mom, I love this child very much. Hopefully yes mom baby is born soon and happy” Bu Lia hugged Orange from the side, he gently stroked the belly of the orange that bulged forward.

“Wah ya do not be born soon also Mom, the age of the content of new Orange seven months to eight. If born now, the baby will be premature. Is that right, son?”

Orange nodded obediently. There was fear when Bu Lia grabbed and stroked her stomach. All sorts of bad thoughts were suddenly present in his mind.

“I'm sorry first yes Bu” said to Bu Lia later.

“Please try our dish Bu”

“Sorry I can't eat, food like that”

“Lho why Mom? over there is a roasted Javan chicken. We specially ordered from the famous Resto in Surabaya, in order to spoil the tongue of the taulan handi that came. Bu Lia knows the price of grilled chicken in Resto XXX that” Bu Nadin blinked one eye. He deliberately showed off what was in this event.

“Oh yes Mom, do not forget to taste also the row of snacks that are there. It was a snack in a direct message by Oma, from one of the five-star hotels here. The chef who created it is chef Arnold. Bu Lia must know dong” In-laws of Orange, deliberately nudged a little arm of the interlocutor.

“Ah I am not used to eating Bu” snacks

“Oh yes? So Miss Lia's used to eating what if that's it? Eating typical indonesian? Or eat the treasure of a friend? Oops sorry!” Madam Nadin covered her mouth with one hand. He smiled mockingly.

Bu Lia, looked at Bu Nadin with a sharp drawn gaze. His chest rose and fell with a nose that was bloated. His fingers clenched each other down there.

“Sorry Mom, I didn't mean to. I know Ms. Lia is not that kind of person. Ah yes this is just a joke, Bu”

Instead of responding to Miss Nadin's words, she prefers to just walk away from there, without saying a word. Only an annoyed grunt came out of his mouth as well as a stomp of his foot while stepping which sounded a little.

While Madam Nadin, she laughed at her interlocutor who was absent just like that. Orange just stared dumbly at the two women who had just been in front of him.

“Already, don't think about it. I know everything that that demonic woman told you. Do not mind a lot of my grandson must be healthy” said Madam Nadin, by holding an orange, taking him to sit and eat.

“Eat, you must be hungry since not breakfast” Bu Nadin thrust a plate of hodgepodge in front of his daughter-in-law.