
“Do not force me to eat, Mas Dawn does not know what I feel lately, since the departure of Mas some time ago, my stomach feels full when looking at food. I'm not comfortable that everything feels so worrying. I don't know my feelings either. I'm afraid something happened to Mas there” Hiks...
“I also feel nauseous when using the perfume I usually use. I have been using Mas perfume for a few days to feel close” hiks..hiks...the woman is still crying, she hides her own face behind a pillow.
Dawn is still trying to understand the situation. Really at that time he also wanted to enter through the screen of his cellphone in order to touch the face of the wife.
There was a sense of sadness when he found the state of Orange that felt uncomfortable with all kinds of existing, but he was also happy when his wife was dependent and could not be separated from it.
“Honey listen to me” instructions man very slowly, do not want to make his wife's heart more sultry.
“Whatever happens to your body right now, you have to eat!, remember to eat. The wife of Sholehah must not oppose the message of her husband” again Dawn, taking a shortcut by bringing the postulates of the duty of Sholehah's wife for the sake of the health of his wife.
Orange shook his head slowly.
“Honey, eat me please, I will give you whatever you want to eat” Fajar moans, at his nadir point who no longer knows how to persuade his wife.
Orange looked up at the screen of the phone in front of him.
“Yakin?”
“Mas Dawn promise?”
“Iya promise, you can ask for anything as long as I am not at home”
Little orange smile. Suddenly in his brain remembered his love as a child. He likes to see stories that smell the fairy tale of Cinderella and kingdoms. He hoped that Dawn would meet him with all of them.
If Fajar can not bring together with the cast of Cinderella, Orange will tell Fajar to use a royal costume. At least the curiosity will stay in the fairyland will soon pay off. He also intends to ask for a miniature of the kingdom later.
Orange smiled a little when imagining all his dreams will soon be realized.
“Eat ya” face Dawn welcomes.
While Orange, nodded slowly. Although it can not be lied to if it feels so lazy when looking at rice.
It did not take long, even before the vidio call ended Susi had come to bring a tray containing various foods and fruits for her.
“Mas whines back with a sweat.
“Eat yes, I want to see you eat today”
“I'm sorry Non” Susi put a variety of foods right in front of Orange.
“Just wait there, I did not eat it for long” feel bad with the master and Nonanya, Susi chose to sit downstairs close to the masu room door.
“What are you doing there?”
“Sit there” Orange hand, outstretched pointing to the sofa in the corner of the room. Orange is an employer who treats the workers very well in his home. It is not imaginary to make all the workers there at home, even they do not feel at all a servant.
Hoek....
The orange felt nauseous when a few grains of rice entered his mouth.
“Why dear? Are you sick?”
“My stomach is nauseous Mas, I can't eat like this” Orange face is moody, as if I was feeling discomfort there.
“I call doctor ya”
The orange did not reply, he just shook his head slowly.
“Try to eat a little more, slowly” Dawn re-ruled on his wife.
Hoover.hoek...
Again Orange, feeling the immeasurable nausea when the spoon comes into contact with his mouth.
Dawn is confused as to what to do. Looking at the slightly pale and sweet orange face made her even more unfocused.
“Eat the fruit salad only dear”
Orange hands outstretched, took out a bowl of fresh fruit salad that was in front of him.
This hem is so fresh.
Orange ignored the gaze of Dawn, he put pieces of fruit back into his mouth. Far away there Fajar smiled with relief.
“Now drink milk”
“I don't want to, it doesn't smell so good” groaned with annoyance because slalu forced to eat.
“Try a little bit of”
Hoek....
The orange spewed out all the contents in his stomach.
Suddenly, Dawn's smile faded when she saw several pieces of fruit on the floor.
Huft both exhaled each other violently.
“I can't” Orange back to crying as much as possible and let the phone screen turn on just like that.
****
China
Time is 8am there. Somehow Fajar felt the movement of time felt so long, especially if remembering the sad face of Orange increasingly frustrating with the existing circumstances. Many times Reza, gently nudge the arm of his boss to refocus on the morning meeting.
“Sorry if I am presumptuous, but what makes Mr Dawn, out of focus at the moment?” Reza, pack some documents in front of his desk.
Dawn was still silent, she chose to buttress her chin with a blank look.
“This is a great opportunity for us to be able to uncover the truth of the Horizon Group Tuan, I think we should be more focused and careful for that” Reza explained again considering their initial goal to China some time this.
“You're right Za, this is a moment I've been waiting for a long time. I hope all truth and justice will be revealed soon. I can't let injustice take too long, especially with regard to my wife's life. They have to reply expensively with what has been done on Jingga”.
Dawn grabbed the cup of coffee that was in front of her, gulped it down quietly and closed it back down.
“Make sure all the needs at home are fulfilled properly, also make sure all alacrity 24 hours for Orange.” the Dawn decree before he rises from his throne and chooses to go out looking for cold drinks.
“Master Dawn where you want to go?”
“I think I need a fresh drink, somehow I feel the coffee here feels bland berati”
“It is better that Mr. Dawn is here, let me find a cold drink for Tuan”
“Hem you're right, I'd better wait here. Get me strawberry” juice
“Hah!” Reza seemed shocked by his superior's request.
“Oh yes look for strawberry juice that is still sour. I don't want an excess level of maturity. One more I want strawberry fruit that is made into an odd amount of juice” Titahnya casually.
“Hahs. What happened to Mister?”
“Why? I don't think there's anything strange about my request”
“Since when did Mr Dawn, like strawberry fruit? What else tastes sour?”