ORANGISH

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One week after the tragic incident that befell the Dirgantara family. Finally

Orange and Dawn are allowed to return home. Gendhis condition has also improved enough that the baby looks more active than usual. It's a typical babbling baby in general.

At 15:00 wib they began to leave the hospital area, taking the family with them

complete to go back home. Miss Nadin participated in the pickup of her grandson this time. He left Oma to Pak Angga to take care of him for a moment.

Slowly the car began to leave the hospital, walking slowly while enjoying

the streets are straight. Gendhis was in Madam Nadin's lap. The woman missed her granddaughter so much after more than a week without seeing her. A lot has changed from Gendhis, the baby has more and more of his behavior.

“Gosh Mas, this is the hotel that yesterday became the place of confinement we” asked Jingga

as they traversed the hotel area that seemed to be torn off with the ground. There was nothing left of that building. Only the rubble of bricks scattered with each other and the black color is so dominating.

“Betul”

“Pak please slow down the speed of his car” command Orange then, his eyes are busy observing

what is in front of him at the moment.

“This is so tragic Mas”

“Alhamdulilah ya non we all survived” sahut Asih who sat in the back seat together

with his master's pile of clothes.

“He thanked us congratulations. Hopefully after this there will be no more of this kind of incident back. Do not let my children and grandchildren repeat what has happened to us at this time”

That's how do’a who wholehearted orange echo for children and offspring later.

However, the Orange and Dawn families are wealthy families. There must be many enemies or people who envy their lives.

“Aamiin”

Completely agreeable to everything in the car.

Slowly the car started driving away from the hotel with all his bad memories there.

The view of the orange is still centered on the area there. The remnants of fear and trauma are still so obvious there.

“Mas, may I visit the graves of Bu Lia and Dahlia?” ask the orange at sight

at the hotel has been lost, inedible distance of the car that runs left the area.

“For what?” dawn's forehead, crinkled when he heard his wife's words. He looked at the

wife with question marks.

“I want to pray for him mas. I have lived with them for a long time. I also want to thank Dahlia”

“Thanks for what? Even he almost hurt your life”

“Thank you, for running away she was in her marriage first. Taking me to mate with you Mas”

Uh the heart of Dawn melted hearing his wife's words.

“You're too good son of everyone. Even to those who have obviously been mean to you, you still want to pray for him”, said Ms. Nadin who looked in admiration at the daughter-in-law next to him.

“Other humans we should forgive each other and pray for the good of Ma”

He leaned on Madam Nadin, as if he was feeling the love of his biological mother.

“Alright then”

“Pak we stop by the nearest cemetery in the area here”

“Good Tuan”

Fifteen minutes passed, and they arrived at the cemetery parking area. The driver immediately parked his car in a safe place. While Jingga started to get off her car, followed by Fajar and Asih who followed at the back.

“Mama, just wait here yes. Pity Gendhis if invited to mausoleum”

The orange nodded its head.

The three of them begin to search for the whereabouts of the graves of Bu Lia and Dalia, the tomb attendants who

“It's Master, eat from Bu Lia and Dahlia”

The two names of the women who were known to Orange have now been written on the headstone. Two women who a few days ago had tortured and nearly killed him. It is precisely now they who must lie forever under the heap of the ground.

The orange began to sit, his hands cupped to his chest with his eyes closed. Her lips

busy making prayers for the person in front of him at this time.

He prayed long enough in silence. Even the tears had also stopped on her beautiful cheeks.

“Stop don't cry”

“Do not cry for those who have done evil to you”

“I don't cry for it Mas, I just feel sorry for them. His life should

it ends like this. Oh yes to Mr Hermawan now where? Is he still hanging around outside?”

Orange Face suddenly panicked, he was afraid if suddenly Hermawan came and again messed up his life at this time.

“no darling, you calm down. He's already in jail”

“There are many things I want to ask belau mas”

“For what?”

“My family, my origins. I want to know all that”

“Surely dear, I will help find information for it”

Asih and Orange began to sprinkle flowers on top of Bu Lia and Dahlia, they also poured water up there.

*****

The day began evening, when the sun began to crawl to go home. The dawn

the family has arrived at the residence of Pak Angga's main house. They are sitting in

I'm in the middle of the room playing with Gendhis. Enjoyed that family moment

it disappeared a while ago.

“Ma about when is Oma allowed to go home? I want to visit there” said Jingga in the midst of the fanfare of playing with her son. It feels really good to be able to see the condition of Oma again. But Orange, also traumatized if you have to leave Gendhis alone. She was afraid something bad might happen to her son.

Madam Nadin has been quiet ever since. He even put the toys of Gendhis in his possession. His gaze suddenly shot out staring in all directions. It was like keeping something there.

“I don't know nak” he replied in a half-despair.

“What's Ma? Did something happen to Oma?”

Hearing her in-laws reply which was somewhat resigned made the woman, afraid of something

bad things happened to Oma.

“Doctor says Oma's condition has not improved. The more the power of his body the more

downhill. Age factor adds to the difficulty of treatment for her” Bu Nadin wipes

the corner of his eyes is dewy. He loved Oma as much as his real mother

by oneself.

Since marrying Mr. Angga, Oma has never distinguished her treatment. It is so

very good to him, even though only a son-in-law in the Aerospace family and come from a mediocre family. For this reason Miss Nadin, slalu be kind to Orange. He reflected and imitated the way Oma when

treated him first and until now.

“Oma also does not want to eat Orange. Mama tried to persuade him but

I don't know. Oma was so hard when she told me to eat”

“How about tomorrow I cook for Oma Ma. I'll deliver breakfast for him to hospital”

“Lantas what about Genphis? Can you leave him at home?”