ORANGISH

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“Who are these?” Kinan's grandmother's eyes looked at each guest in her house in turn.

“This is my husband, his name is Mas Dawn. This little baby my daughter's name is Gendhis, this is the nanny of Gendhis her name is mbak Asih and this one is trying to remember who's grandmother?”

“God, you have a family, son. See your husband is handsome and authoritative once. And

your son, look she's as cute as your face when you were a kid

Gendhis chattered lightly and laughed his hands clapped. The baby looks like it

enliven the happiness that is felt orange at this time.

“This is who?, grandma think you've seen it”

“True Mom, I used to come here often with Mr. Bramantyo and Mrs Ayu”

Bu Kinan fell silent and looked back fixedly at Bi Minah's face, his memory wandering in the past years, when both of them were still young.

“Bi Minah”

“Bi Minah? Did ya? Bi Minah babysitter Orange small time?”

Bu Kinan's eyes sparkled staring at the figure of Minah that he knew first. While Bi Minah

he nodded his head and smiled.

“God, be healthy yes bi”

Bu Kinan got back up from his seat. He walked closer towards Bi Minah and hugged her with haru.

“How are you doing Bi? Had all this time Bi Minah menjamasama Jingga until she grew up

as now?”

Orange immediately answered his grandmother's question. He explained what happened to his family. Bu Kinan could only cry when he heard the series of events that befell his grandson.

“Bi, I don't know anymore how to thank you, who has been keeping

my grandson to date”

“Thank you for your affection and loyalty to the Bramantyo family. Child

and my grandson must be quiet there. Even if they are still there, of course they will do everything as an expression of gratitude to Bi Minah”

“Yang then let it pass Ma'am, at this time the Non Orange family is calm. He was in a good family loving him with all his heart”

Bu Kinan nodded his head slowly and then smiled

warm to all.

“Oh yes Sir, by the way when am I returned? I also have to go back to work” said one of the women who delivered Dawn and the group to Bu Kinan's house.

“Gosh sorry ma'am I forgot to get carried away. Let me deliver it first. Pardon you

in the past, you would like to deliver this mother”

“Please yes mbak Diyah” said Bu Kinan to his neighbor first. He had not expected to meet with his grandson today. All of this was beyond his predictions. Even he had time to mengikhlaskan Orange, if the child is gone.

Dawn began to pass leaving Bu Kinan's yard to deliver Mbak Diyah. Tak

a lot of chatter happened along the way to work. The mother of two was busy observing the man beside her. Charming and charisma are above average. During his life he had never even seen such a handsome man in his village.

“Also, grandma is not cooking today. Grandma does not know if you will come, if only know for sure grandma will cook a lot of food for important guests today”

“No maslaah grandma we just ate earlier”

“How about I just cook Bu Kinan. Coincidentally cooking and cooking affairs is my duty” haggard Bi Minah immediately.

“You rest only, must be tired once after a trip away”

“No, we do not cepek” compact answer Asih and Bi Minah. It all causes laughter.

The orange began to move into his grandmother's house. He carried Gendhis inside

decapan. While Bi Minah and Asih are busy cooking. Orange down every room in the house.

A house with a large and magnificent old building. All the ornaments in there are Javanese. Starting from the entrance, the floor to some of the furniture that is in there.

“This is your parents' room first”

The orange leg began to step into the room. Following the grandmother who stepped first in front of him.

“Former grandmother did not live here, grandma lived in the other house. The house is not far from the village. It's just that some time slag house there often inundated water when the rain arrives. So grandma decided to return to this house”

Orange is still walking around the room room is very spacious for the size of the room house in the village. One large cot was in the middle of the room.

“Why nek?”

Orange sat on the edge of his parents' bed using blue sheets with a cloud motif.

“Grandmother couldn't bear all the memories left here. But if you live in the other house grandma can not afford with a puddle of water that almost every month comes flooding the house it”

“Then grandma just stay at my house. I'm in the process of taking over the late Papa and Mama's house. In that house is entirely my right. That means the house is also granny”'s house

“But grandma is already comfortable staying here”

“Come on, later on we can play here again if grandma misses this house. This house will not be empty, later let my husband find someone to occupy it. I want to make up for a lot of my wasted time with my family. I want to enjoy having a family. My grandmother is the only family I have left aside from my husband's family”

Orange grasped his grandmother's hand, the hand looked wrinkled and skinny even his muscles can be clearly drawn there.

“Nek come on” Orange again pleads and stares pityingly at his grandmother.

“Alright, later try grandma think first. Your son's asleep better just lay him here”

Bu Kinan started to get up from the side of the bed, he took out some pillowcases and replaced them with new ones. He also slashed the mattress with a broomstick like in the life of the village. Bu Kinan was indeed a villager but his land and rice fields were widespread there. The people there called him a landlord.

Slowly enough the orange began to lay the baby on the mattress. He stroked the feet of Gendhis as the baby began to wiggle. A few minutes later, his son fell asleep again. Even the baby hugged the purported little roll

it belonged to the orange when it was a baby.

Orang and her grandmother were in the same room. Now he started to get out of that big bed. Look at the outside of the house that looks out of the window. A large window made of iron with many diagonal-shaped holes inside there.

“The atmosphere here is still cool ya nek”

“True air here is still very cool. Just look at the big trees still standing firmly there”

“What grandma hasn't been lonely all this time?” ask the orange with eyes still looking

nature is out there.

“Don't ask about loneliness, son. Your grandmother's heart almost died. Sometimes I

also want to quickly catch up with your grandfather and both parents when lonely hit. Soon I remembered you again. Should grandma still struggle to find your whereabouts when it”

“Have come, the evil of Hermawan is so vile in destroying our family. His greed and covetousness brought this family into misery. But everything has happened. Perhaps this is the line of the almighty to

family we”

The orange erodes the distance to get closer to her grandmother. He held back his palm

who had wrinkled and kissed him many times.

“That's a photo of who's grandma?”

Jemari Jingga is fixed on a large frame attached to the wall of his parents' room.

“That was your father when he was young. Look at him so handsome, right? And the woman who is

next to her is your mother. They really are a good couple.

It's only fitting that you can be this beautiful”

Orange towards the large frame that is in front of him. His hand grabbed the photo inside

frame it. He looked at the faces of two young men who were smiling and looking at each other. He was trying to imagine the faces of his parents.

“This is your Mama's clothes. Everything is still neatly stored here. You can wear it to change. I think the size will fit too. Your mama used to when you were Gendhis age her posture was the same as yours

Bu Kinan smiled, he even flipped through the body of the Orange and watched closely. A moment later Orange is interested in opening the wardrobe of people

olden. Not intending to master it, but he wanted to know his parents more closely.

Piles of clothes with various motifs and also colors neatly arranged there. Bu Kinan really took good care of all the relics of his son. He does not distribute

to the people around him. I prefer to keep it as a collection. And when longing for his late son and daughter-in-law is present. He would open the wardrobe, smell the stink remnants that were there.

Bu Kinan even told people to buy a special perfume like what was on

in her daughter's wardrobe. He often wants to present the atmosphere of the past when he misses his son and daughter-in-law. It is not stingy to not share the clothes with people who are more in need. Bu Kinan prefers to buy new clothes on the brand rather than having to take clothes from children and their daughters-in-law to give to others.

Orange hands outstretched to take sati shirt shirt owned by Mama. Shirts with

pink color that impressed calm. Slowly he unbuttoned the shirt and then glanced at his grandmother.

Bu Kinan who realized the meaning of the orange gaze immediately nodded his head.

Now Orange began to continue to open one by one the buttons of the shirt, he wanted to wear clothes that had been in his mother's wear. He wanted to feel the embrace of his late mother through the clothes he was wearing.

“Nek how?”