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“You're still rich, right? Is it bankrupt? How come it never looks again?” greet one of his friends. He slightly nudged Dahlia's back at that moment.

“According to you!” dahlia replied lazily, she rolled her eyeballs upwards.

“Kalia look at my shirt! My bag! Also the shoes I wear!”

“Never seen again, the horrors ran away from your wedding. Wh why? Definitely less handsome lakinya, what is less tajir?” ledeknya. He was indeed tempting Dahlia, for some reason if he saw his friend was angry, he was so

blissfully.

“Only mouth you”

“Then?” he still demanded an answer, their hands holding a glass of drink that I don't know what it contained.

“I wasn't ready then!”

“Oh yes? So even your maid Dong who married the man”

“Dahlia, Dahlia.as long as you know the man is very rich, he also has a level of fondness.

which far exceeds the standard of man in general. I thought he was the drip of the prophet Yusuf”

“Hah I know it”

“Lantas? You just let her live happily with your maid!” again Dahlia's friend became the stove that night. He has done this often since he was one

school with Dahlia and Orange. For some reason there was an immeasurable sense of satisfaction when he could see the Orange and Dahlia clashing against each other.

“Hahaha” Dahlia laughed crisply even though her heart was reddened to clot her interlocutor's mouth. He is still trying to be calm.

“Let it be only temporary. How could a prince want to with ash uplift. Do you know who a prince is? Yes of course a putri” replied

Dahlia, he patted his chest proudly.

“Ah come on, don't discuss that. Just make lazy. We had a good time tonight. Take all you want” Dahlia ordered, he raised one hand to invite jogged

that night.

Jedug.jedug...

Music began to fill the entire room. The colorful glow with a slight touch of dimness began to dominate the place. They were dancing and laughing together. Countless drinks had been exhausted they were upright that night.

Dahlia is still engrossed in her moving position. His hands were still faithfully above. Follow every rhythm of the music that holds. If some of his friends ordered

intoxicating drink, not with Dahlia. The woman still had a complete consciousness. He indeed refused to uphold the illegal drink, for the sake of his good relationship with parents who had just improved.

*****

The day has changed, but the sun still does not show the light. Sure enough, at that time the time showed at two in the morning. Orange and Dawn, just finished all the rituals they had long left behind. The two were sitting on the bed hugging each other. Where the orange is in the front, resting his head on the chest of the field of the husband.

“Mas, go home yuk. I thought of Gendhis. Afraid if fussy later how”

“It's past midnight baby. Just rest here we wait for the morning to come home. Mama also already knows that we are here”

“That's precisely Mas, I don't feel good with Mama. Cook yes ita delicious here, while at home, Mama must keep Gendhis” Orange start to take distance and look at the husband. The eyes look like a cat to be picked up.

“But baby, even if we go home. Genthis must have fallen asleep. Trust deh”

“Let Mas, at least when he woke up later I was already beside him. I'm not good

if you have to trouble Mama and Oma. I also kept thinking with Gendhis” Orange back whining, pleading with her husband.

“Padalaah I still want again tomorrow morning dear” whispered Dawn with asductive.

“Good tomorrow morning, but at home only. Mas can do as much as Mas want” Orange smiled at her husband, this is part of the way to conquer and bind the heart of Dawn.

“Well then, let's go home” both quickly get out of bed, clean up some stuff scattered on the floor and quickly use it. Both go hand in hand. Where the hand of Dawn never took off his wife's hand. Walked

the two of them holding hands was a very pleasant thing especially with

dear ones.

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“Wait..wait!”

“Dahlia, it's not your maid just yet huh?”

“Who is the name?”

“Hem Yes I remember Orange!” said one of Dahlia's friends when they just came out

the parking lot is headed for each car.

Without Dawn and Orange knowing, some women are watching him. They met accidentally that night at a parking lot. Understand the delivery of Restaurants,

hotels and nightclubs are all in one place. All three places are in the same area, namely in west Surabaya.

“Mana?”

“Ah no, you guys are mabok, so wrong see” replied Dahlia with origin. He refused if at

defeated by Orange, especially in front of his friends.

“Sooking, but our eyes are still normal really?”

“It seems I did not see wrong. Yes it's your maid orange first and her husband”

“Hah, they just got out of the hotel. Ah, they must have had fun. Duh lucky

once your helper gets a handsome husband and a tangir it”

“What’an you guys. It's not Orange!”

“Iya it's Orange. You two adults think these nights are coming out of the hotel

why yes?” some of Dahlia's friends are teasing each other. They're laughing at Dahlia

that night.

“You guys are silent!” he chose to leave a group of friends who were still busy talking that night.

“Hem wait a minute. We haven't finished talking” instead of waiting for her friends, Dahlia chose to quickly leave them. Carrying his car darted far away and a big heart.

How could, this morning they fought each other, now out of the hotel room at the same time!

Shit, where are a lot of friends anyway.

Orang why are you destroying my pride like this!

All the way home the dahlia ceaselessly cursed. He was so hurt by what just happened. Especially when his friends laughed at what had happened between them.

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Dirgantara Residence.

Orange and dawn entered the house with a sagging, for the sake of not creating a sound that disturbed the people in the house. They even took off their shoes so they wouldn't

it makes a lot of noise when climbing stairs.

“Where have you been? New clock coming home?” said Oma, who was standing in front of them. He folded his hands right in front of his chest. That presence is so

suddenly made Dawn and Orange jerk in shock.