ORANGISH

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“What happened?”

“Why is everything scattered like this? Oh, my God, what is this smell? Why does it smell so bad?” Shouts Oma, when she had just entered the house of Dawn. One hand held his nose and tightly clamped it.

“Non Orange Oma, it doesn't seem to be okay. He had already consumed more than seven bottles of Mr. Dawn's perfume and sprayed with origin. Susi just reported to Oma, she felt that the behavior of Orange some days is out of bounds.

Oma looked at Orange with a different look, she slightly lowered her glasses.

The orange just grinned the horse got a look from Madame Oma.

“I'm kangen my husband Oma” belanya to muffle the anger Oma.

Now Oma, starting to step into the house, he walked slowly and was a little restrained. One of his hands held a stick to provide balance with his body.

“Gosh!” he was holding his chest when the foot had just set foot in the living room.

“What's with this room?” his eyes stared in astonishment as he saw the central space turn into a royal feel. This is not the taste of Dawn at all. Oma understood very well if her grandson preferred a minimalist and simple design but still elegant.

The silent orange did not dare to answer.

“What happened?” Oma repeated her question.

“Sorry Oma, this is Non Orange wish. He designed this room to be a kingdom. She wants to be a princess she said” explained Susi, she said honestly what it is. For some reason today Susi felt a little upset by the series of attitudes of her employer.

Orange just puckered his lips forward, the look in his eyes showed a threat to Susi.

Oma was silent for a moment. His eyes scanned around the room.

“You know granddaughter-in-law, I love this kind of design. If you want to be a princess in this kingdom, then I will be her queen. Let's play drama ala royal”

Oma showed a different expression, beyond Susi's expectations, Oma even liked this. Understand Oma is a barbie lover, this kind of situation makes him able to express himself into someone in the land of fairy tales. Now two different generation women are busy to play royal style.

Currently Oma and Orange, are changing costumes according to the characters they want. Orange wears a pink dress while Oma wears a blue dress. Not only using a dress, both are also compact using a tiara on each head.

Susi looked at the two of them.

“Gosh, my brain, my heart, my energy and my blood tension may you be fine facing two magical women in front of you”. His grunt in heart, he gently stroked his chest which suddenly became incomparably tight.

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As the night progressed, Oma chose to say goodbye to her daughter-in-law's granddaughter. Although it was unbearable to leave Orange alone in the house without her husband, but Oma really could not bear the pungent smell in their house.

“My daughter-in-law Mrs Oma, go home first, son. Play around there if there's free time, I'm sure you're cool, I'm, later will mrs Oma show Barbie collection ku” Oma began to step her feet out of the house in the follow some of the servants who brought specially from her home.

Jingga stared at the passing of Mrs Oma. The presence of Mrs Oma today and her home can divert the anxiety of the Orange for the news of Dawn. He was amused and made good friends.

“Mrs Oma, I will definitely miss you” Orange hugs long enough Omanya.

“You can come anytime you go home. Isn't our house no more than thirty minutes drive by four” wheeled vehicle explained Oma, by stroking the back of Orange.

Orange scratches his head that does not itch, it is also his house near why it should be this semelo. Even if you want to go there tomorrow. Orange smile is unclear.

Now he grabbed Madam Oma's hand, kissing yes with reverence.

Orange nodded slowly, he did not want to disobey Oma's orders. A little bit of Orange already understands if Oma does not like the opponent especially with his little attention.

Now Susi and several servants who helped deliver Oma to the front page. Susi turned on Oma, considering that it was raining quite heavily.

“I think your employer is pregnant young. So I ask you to follow all you want. I don't want to jia later my great-grandson should ileran” Oma's message before she gets in her car.

Susi was stunned for a moment.

Why don't I think there, it's worth Non-Organic behavior lately so magical. I think what Oma said was right if she was pregnant. Pregnancy hormones like to go up and down.

Susi went back inside the house, she smiled at the presence of a small baby in the family.

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China

Still under the same stretch of blue sky. Dawn was standing in the corner of the seventeenth floor room. He stared at the scene below. His heart was stunned for a moment, he still did not believe the truth. The truth that has been covered for dozens of years.

“Have you confirmed if all of this data is valid Za?” Ask Reza, he wants to make sure there is a truth.

“So far what I have reported is valid Sir, from what I have investigated this is the truth that Tuan” replied Reza confidently.

“I have also found a confidant of the Bramantyo family, they were sealed long enough so as not to show the truth. Over fifteen years he and his family were alienated just for the sake of covering all this”

“How can Horizon Group act this way, they have fraudulently forcibly deprived something that is not its right”.

“Through once, then what steps would you take after this?”

“I'll make sure Horizon Group is back in the hands of the person who should”

The hand of Dawn, clenched perfectly on both sides, the look of her eyes flared as if she was holding on to such a furious rage.

“Do it in a slow way that makes them not suspect our plan” he said to the personal assistant.

“Good Tuan”

Reza chose to resign, they have been in China for more than a week, and all the business that Dawn did was never finished as well.

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Calling My Wife

An orange face, real plastered filled the entire screen on his phone.

“Kok his face pouting?”

“So when to go home? Mas Dawn is already rich, why should we be tired of continuing to work? What is Dawn in work? Is it just the rich?” a series of terror questions opened up the husband and wife conversation.

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