ORANGISH

93

“Non in it's already night. Air outside so cold is not good for health.” Rayu Susi, who is now sitting down, begs Nonanya to enter the house.

Orange is indeed the Mistress in the house, but until now he is still reluctant to be called Madam. His ears were too troubled by the word. If you can choose, he prefers to be called “Jingga” only, but unfortunately all the servants no one wants to call it just by a name. According to them it was disrespectful, although Orange, himself never bothered, considering he was also a servant in the Hermawan residence.

“Non, let's go in this is already night” again Susi seduced Nonanya to enter the house.

Quiet, man,

Orange was reluctant to answer Susi's invitation, instead of answering she was increasingly dumbfounded to look at the moonlight night that shone bright at that time.

“Non, it's been over ten in the evening. We better go in.” first

At present, Jingga is still in the garden of his house, a garden located at the front of the main gate. The garden was specially designed by Fajar, as a first gift for his wife after marriage. The garden is decorated with many beautiful flowers, all beautifully maintained. White and orange colors dominate their home garden.

The color white as a symbol opens the day with kindness, while the orange color depicts closing the day with warmth. Dawn specially prepared some manpower just to take care of her garden.

Not only are there flowers and some expensive plants, this garden is equipped with several stone and wood-shaped chairs as sweeteners. The lights that collaborate with each other with light beads further beautify the area. Orange often spent his time there, especially since the departure of Dawn, a few days ago. She will wait for her husband's return there.

The orange looked up again at the night light. In accordance with what Susi said, if the day is too late, he also felt if cold air began to penetrate the pores of his skin. Orange, exhale slowly, then rise from the place of his two. He left several novels in his hands to Susi.

Now his footsteps began to enter the room, there was no meaningful chatter there, to make Susi, confused about the sudden change in attitude of Orange to be irritable to speak.

“Non, does Non Orange need anything?” tawar Susi, who is still loyal to the vessel behind Nonanya.

Orange shook his head slowly.

“Non Orange has not eaten, you should eat first yes. The waiter has prepared his favorite food Non Jinggail

There's no answer.

Again orange, just shaking his head.

“You can go now, rest” Orange force close the door of his room, he did not want to be disturbed at all.

That night, the time has shown more than ten o'clock at night, the atmosphere of Surabaya is also cold, considering that it was rainy season. But Orange's heart, say if you want to soak that night.

He rubbed his cellphone screen for a moment, waiting for news of the husband who never received. Again he breathed slowly.

Did Mas Dawn, not miss me there. I'm waiting for you here.

His heart churned, imagining all uncertain delusions, Orange chose to get out of bed. Soaking was one of the best options that night as a way to relax her body.

He started pouring some therapeutic aromas there.

Hoek...

His stomach felt nauseous countless, when a few drops of therapeutic aroma began to be contained in his bet up. By forced orange, throw water in the bet up and fill it with new ones.

Hoek...

It still feels the same bad at all, now his hand is stretched out to reach for the aromatherapy that is usually used by Dawn to soak. Slowly the orange hands began to drip into the puddles in the bathtub.

It smells so good, I love this smell.

Three minutes passed, Orange still enjoyed soaking in the bathtub, until he felt a little shivering and began to finish it. He got up again wearing a towel to his bed.

Calling husband.

Slowly his wet hands began to grab the phone lying on the bed. He swiped the green button there to receive incoming calls. It did not take long the handsome face of Dawn, who was wearing a black suit complete with tie began to meet the screen of his cellphone.

“Honey, Susi says you don't want to eat today in.” said the man who looks calm and full of authority.

Orange silence alone does not give an answer, it only shows the expression of a sour face.

“Sorry I just called you tonight, are you okay?”

The orange was still silent and did not show his voice. Highlight her eyes staring at the ceiling of the room to avoid the gaze of her husband.

“Darling, sorry I forgot. There's a lot of business to be done today. Hay pretty look at my eyes”

Slowly his heart began to soften.

Orange started to stare a little at the screen of his phone, a tired face streaks emanated on the handsome face of Dawn. Instantly it also made Orange, feel guilty to her husband.

“It's okay, contact me at night only. I don't want to disturb Mas Dawn's activities there”

“I will endeavor to contact at any leisure time ku” Dawn smiled thinly meaningfully at the woman who was far away there.

“Honey, eat yes. I don't want you to be sick”

“I have no appetite mas” he yawned, and covered his mouth with palms.

“Come baby, I don't want if when I come home later you even get sick” again the man forced by all means.

“I don't want Mas” Orange to cover his face with a pillow.

“Must eat dear! Just little. I'll get the waiter to make your favorite meal”

“I don't want Mas, please don't force it. I'm not hungry at all. My stomach feels bad when it comes in contact with rice or other types of food. Everything felt full and begah” Suddenly Orange sobbed.

The dawn of doubt found the attitude of his wife who was so emotional at that time.

“I don't need to eat, I don't want to eat!”

“Must eat!”

“Peaput should!”.

“Do not force me not to, understand Mas!. I do not need the food that I need right now is Mas Dawn beside me at this time, anyway I want now also Mas Dawn home!” hyks hyks....

The orange came back crying, his tears just sliding. Dawn could not see that, it was like borrowing the door of Doraemon right then and embracing the body of his wife carrying in her warm embrace.

“Sayang” Dawn softened, he was confused what to do to calm his wife.