ORANGISH

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The Flash Back On.

This house was once full of peace and joy. All who live here live in harmony. Our employer treated his customers very well.

Twenty-three years ago. Coinciding with saturday. The day my employer spent hanging out with his family after a week of work. He invited his son and wife to take a vacation to one of the tourist areas in the Malang area.

“Employer?” ask a little orange

wonder, why not mention Hermawan and Bu Lia. The orange tries to hold

curiosity. Let Bi Minah tell a story freely.

My employer is Mr. Bramantyo and Mrs Kinanti Ayu Kemuning. They are your birth parents. You weren't even three years old, son. I happen to be a nurse who is in charge of helping to care for and care for you from birth.

We left Saturday afternoon, carrying a lot of equipment from home. Your parents intend to take a vacation in the villa with his best friend's family. The other is the Hermawan family.

Bramantyo family and family

Hermawan departs in his own vehicle and waits for each other at the villa.

They also took with them Dahlia's son and his nanny.

At first, there was nothing suspicious about this holiday. Everything is going as it should. You and Dahlia are still both little Bu Ayu and Bu Lia hold each other and tell you about their experiences while parenting.

While Sri and I (the nanny of Dahlia as a child) were busy cooking in the back. Preparing all kinds of food for his evening bakery.

There is nothing suspicious about this holiday. Until at night. When all the wives are asleep in their sleep with their children. I overheard a dispute between Mr. Hernawan and Mr. Bramantyo. At that time they were arguing about the division of the results of the business that has been managed together.

Mr. Hermawan felt unacceptable when most of the results of the effort flowed on Mr. Bramantyo, considering the young who run his business. While Mr. Hermawan, he had only returned from Kalimantan some time after his business there went bankrupt.

It is true, he was bankrupt when in Kalimantan. At that time he had a business buying and selling land and prohibited goods. I myself did not understand what the forbidden items they discussed meant.

The debate goes on quite hard, never find a trang meeting point. Hermawan forced to ask for seventy percent of the results of the efforts they had gone through together. While Mr. Bramantyo suggests to divide the average business results. Remembering it too

andil in that effort.

I remember very well that time, when Mr. Hermawan threw some sheets of paper on the face

Mr. Bramantyo when he refused to put his signature there.

For Mr. Bramantyo, Hermawan has

he did not have any rights to the company he was managing at the time. Given that some of the capital donated by Hermawan has been returned when he was in debt when he was in a business buying and selling land. It's just that Mr. Bramantyo is so kind and

philanthropist. He was even willing to give freely half the results of his efforts on

his best friend for the sake of harmony together.

When the solution offered by Bramantyo did not get a good response from his opponent. He chose to go into the room and locked the door tightly to quell the irritation.

I was still silent on the window sill like this. Observing every move he made. I don't know what he's doing exactly? It's just that I heard him cursing so many times so violently.

The day changed, we all decided to return to Surabaya. Before returning, we had two families breakfast together. At that time the tension that occurred between Mr. Bramantyo and Mr. Hermawan has disappeared. They look compact breakfast

together without feeling awkward, as if what happened to them last night was nothing.

I myself am confused by that. But I can what? I just attacked the waiter in there. In my heart and mind, they may have forgotten what happened last night and want to make peace in order to maintain the harmony of their friendship. I smiled at the intimacy created in the two families.

Mr. Bramantyo and Mrs Ayu, chose to go home first. Considering the day has gone by day afraid of being stuck in traffic later. There was nothing unusual on our journey. Lady Ayu sat next to Mr. Bramantyo. While I sat in the back with you who was in the seat on the car seat.

Madam Ayu repeatedly glanced back watching as you fell asleep soundly. Many times he also reminds you to tighten the car seat belt that you wear at that time. I obediently did everything he commanded.

A conversation I remember on their way home and so stuck in my memory.

“Sweetie I want to slalu with you

at this time, later and until later” said Mrs Ayu.

“I do too, I want to give you both in the world and in the hereafter. Even if you leave at this time I will follow at that time” next Mr. Bramantyo smiled and kissed the back of his wife's hand.

“Hus, be careful when talking. Later if we die Orange is the same as who?”

“Thus will be surrounded by good people, including Minah. Is that right, Minah? You must be looking after my son?”

I just nodded my head with

smilingly.

The car returned to speed at medium speed, the road seemed to stretch. Mr. Bramantyo can freely drive his car. Until entering the forty minutes we arrive at the border Sidoarjo area to Surabaya.

At that time there was a large truck carrying a lot of cargo. Suddenly the truck turned and cut off the road. While the speed of the car we drive tends to be faster than before.

I still remember very well at that time, suddenly the car engine drove at a high speed. Mr. Bramantyo also does not know the cause. He felt the speed of the car increased as time went on.

He tried to step on the brake pedal, when it was close to the big truck. But in fact the more press the brake pedal eating the speed is getting higher. Until an event can no longer be missed.

The car we were driving had a collision with the big truck. The condition of cars and trucks in a very fast speed position. The lacing was very loud. The rubble of car glass ruins also still sounds real. I was screaming hysterically while you were crying very loudly at that moment.

I'm the one who snuggled next to you

when a big blow happens. While Mr. Bramantyo and Nyoya Ayu were seriously injured considering they were sitting in the front seat. Still in your loud cries, I quickly remove the car seat you wear and take you out of the car. The car was completely destroyed on the front.

The orange who heard the story said nothing. He just cried bitterly imagining the pain his parents felt at that time. He unceasingly wiped the corner of his eye. The dawn tries to calm.

“Lanta what happens after that Bi?”