ORANGISH

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“Howto?”

“Pak there is a mobile phone that can be used Asih” explained one of the servants at the house of Dawn. He participated in the group led by Reza.

“Sial, like they accidentally dumped the phone Asih” Reza took the flat object and

securing it.

The search for baby Gendhis continued into the night. According to plan Orange and Susi temporarily returned. Dawn divided the task immediately. Someone is in charge of guarding

safety in the hospital. There is a duty to maintain security at home

the main and there are some left to look for Gendhis.

That night he was so upset. All the accidents came at the same time. He didn't even have a taste for food this morning. The shadow of a thirsty baby Gendhis danced

in his mind.

Oranges can only cry in the living room. Today the woman is so fragile helpless. For the first time ever to be separated from Gendhis for a long time. The tears melted without

the sound. Several servants came closer to offer him food, but none of them he received. His appetite just evaporated.

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“Can be silent no? Be quiet! Be quiet! You are so noisy” snapped a middle-aged woman who was sitting pretty, her fingers smartly playing mobile phone. Shifting image by image. He was laughing at the news today.

Oek.uk...

Again the voice of Gendhis decomposes to fill the house that is not too big. A house that is located from a residential area. A secluded house with a strange shape.

There are no windows there. There were only a few old furniture filled the void. There are not many doors. There may be only one. Because Asih himself closed his eyes when he got out of the car. Her eyes were opened when

they are already in a room that is narrow and tends to be stuffy.

Oek..uk..

Again Gendhis cried, making the middle-aged woman stressed herself to hear the baby's cry.

“Hah why are you so noisy?” his eyes glared sharply.

“Sorry Madam, it seems like Gendhis is thirsty, he has not been given milk” bright Asih carefully. He was still faithful to carry his master's son.

“Truck it!” then with a grunt of annoyance.

“Keep us out of here Madam, so that anada does not hear any more of this baby's cries”

Plaque.plaque...

The woman slapped Asih, countless times Asih had received slaps to protect Gendhis.

“Take this” he threw a box of formula milk with his bottle towards Asih.

Without a second thought, Asih quickly received the box of milk, he deftly made milk for Gendhis to survive.

“Mama how? Is everything going well?” the voice of a phone call from a woman far away from there.

“Of course, as you want. Everything went well. How's the condition there?”

“Hah, unfortunately not on target, instead of Orange who boarded the car it was Omalah who climbed”

“Good let them all perish”

“We have to reorder the plan if it's like this” the two women laugh crisply at each other.

Until two o'clock in the morning, Jingga can never close her eyes. He was still awake waiting for news from the child. His hand could not escape from the flat object that was now in front of him.

Ting...

One message came in. A message containing the sound of a baby crying and without a word. The orange eyes instantly fused while listening to the sound.

“Gendhis, that's the voice of Gendhis. Why is she crying? Surely he is thirsty or his diaper is full” said Orange in the heart. He was getting sad when he heard that voice. His mind grew restless.

Orange immediately made a call on the new number, but unfortunately never lifted. It is precisely the owner of the number let it go. The orange then chooses to send a message.

“Do not hurt my son!”

Unrecovering his heart was haunted by anxiety about the state of Oma, now faced in a complicated situation. It felt like the woman wanted to give up on the fate that happened today.

Orange was silent for a while, he was weighing the offer given in the sender of the foreign number.  He clutched his phone tightly. Trying to swallow his saliva that feels stuck in

esophagus.

“I'd better follow this guy, for my son's sake. For the sake of Gendhis”'s safety he is still riled up for

Slowly the orange rose from where he sat. He walked to the main door that was still open.

“Mas forgive me, allow me to save our son. I won't be long, once Gendhis is in my hands, I'll be home soon. Please do not find” said Jingga monologue with her heart. He quickly picked up the small sling bag next to him and

immediately left the main house.

I can't wait until morning comes. Right now what was seeping in his mind was a gendhis who was whimpering and crying. The orange in fear and

anxious without a second thought following what the sender ordered.

He stepped slowly, even barely making a sound when passing Susi who was sleeping in a dream.

“I'm sorry Sus, I'm sure tomorrow when you wake up you must be in big trouble. But this is for my son!” he stepped past Susi, his feet on tiptoes to muffle the sound. Stuff

the same thing happens when you get out of the house. Orange chooses to pass through the side door. The door connected to the garden in the house.

Sure enough, a while ago a message from the stranger offered to

he meets baby Gendhis. They accept this but with

conditions Orange must go alone without bodyguards or other servants. One of the most important things, Orange had to leave that night.

“Mas never get mad at me. This is only a small part of my love and affection for our daughter. Please whatever happens forgive me. I will leave for a while” he holds his chest that rumbles, can not be denied he doubts the decision he took this.

A mother, she will do anything for the safety of the child. He will certainly be willing to change whatever is available if it is related to the safety of his baby. Orangish

start riding a taxi on line that was ordered when just out of the Dirgantara residence.

An hour's drive, sholawat chanting and all the incessant prayers he tidied asking for safety for all. His eyes were staring around the streets that looked lengthened even tend to be quiet, megeminat this was more than midnight.

Stop at an old hotel. He had no idea where exactly it was because this time

first he passed through the streets. His eyes scanned around which seemed very quiet, dark and prone to gripping.

“Bu sorry, is this really the goal?” ask the spir taxi who was hesitant when they just got there.

“Based on the message I read, it is true here the location where Pak” is

“But Mom, this hotel seems to have been operating for a long time. Just look at the front.

Lots of abandoned plants” the driver directs his car lights to show the situation around the hotel.

“But I have to go in there Pak” Orange is still tight with its stance.

“Alright, if it is already the decision of Mother. Careful, I'm sorry first”

Orange immediately down the car, his hands suddenly cold, he stepped with a feeling of doubt. His eyes made sure of all the circumstances around him.

Ting.

One message back in. Oranges are asked to enter the old hotel. The sender told Orange to enter through the side door on the right. Directly opposite a small swimming pool. There are so many branches that

the longitudinal obstructs his journey. His heart grew increasingly restless, his confidence began to decline.

“How about if this is just a prankster?”

“Why if this is just a trap?” a series of bad thoughts came back to possess

his mind. But his love and love for Gendhis melted it all. He stepped back with caution.

Ting

Go up to the second floor.

The message went back to his phone when he was on the floor of a hotel. The lighting still works as it should. Not many lights are on. Only

some of them are completely dark without light. Carefully the orange began to climb one by one the stairs. The condition of the dusty stairs makes Orange almost lose balance to fall. Fortunately it was quick

hold on to the edge of the stairs. He stepped back carefully with the light of his cell phone flashlight. Her ears try to find the source of the baby's crying sound.

The orange stopped its steps while it was on the second floor. He began to neutralize his breathing

after passing the stairs are long enough for the size of a hotel staircase. With a slight breath he held his chest.

Ting...

Suddenly the entire lamp on the second floor lit up. Orange quickly observes the surrounding area. His heart was working harder than usual, This was the first time he was faced in a situation

like these. A man standing on his back against the orange, he wears

all black clothes and put his hands in his pants pocket.

“Sorry did you send me a message? Where's my son?”