ORANGISH

97

“Back, I said go home yeah rouse” Orange cry, somehow he was so emotional when faced with Dawn. A passionate longing makes him like to act silly.

“Gosh baby, why cry again anyway? Why would I want to say I'm home? Do you miss me the same?”

“Mas Dawn is that how to say it? I just want to see you. Is it true that there you have another woman? So lazy to go home? Why is it that I lack mas? I've obeyed all the orders of Dawn. I almost every day do body care for the sake of Mas Fajar” hiks...Orang-orang crying she covered her face with both hands.

“Geez baby, see now where am I? It's in the office, I'm not on vacation. Is that what I am in your eyes? I'd rather make money than find a woman”

“Really?” The orange is doubtful.

“Hum, in a few days I'll be home. After my return I will, empty my schedule specifically to accompany this beautiful empress”.

Orange started looking up staring at her phone screen “Really?”

“Iya my dear”.

“Kata Susi, you do not want to eat rice, tomorrow to the Doctor yes, please do not get sick. I'm afraid you're okay"

“I tida papa mas” replied with lethargy.

"if not papa, why not eat rice?"

"Have you ever had stomach pain before, baby?"

Orange shook his head slowly.

"I would eat rice if it were the same Mas" he whined spoiled to make Dawn powerless to hear the words.

“Eat a lot ya”

“What if I'm fat? Can be ugly” Orange shows a very worrisome face. Her lips were a little manyun but could not cover her cute face especially when the strands of hair that were broken made her even more beautiful and younger.

“No dear, you remain beautiful. Please take care of the food. Do you miss me?” the question of longing comes back.

Hiks.hiks..

The orange is crying again. She wanted to hug her husband. Want to smell her husband's body. Again the feeling of melo appeared. Instead of answering Dawn's question, Jingga prefers to drown her face in a rolling deck that has been sprayed with her husband's perfume.

“Hedeh, one more” heavy and long breaths come out of the mouth of Dawn.

****

China

Reza came with a lot of documents in his hand. He walked quite calmly and put on a flat face. Apparently interacting with Dawn all the time made her slightly contaminated with her superior attitude.

“Master, here are Mr. Bramantyo's efforts in collaboration with the Hermawan family. Mr. Fajar can learn first for more details”

“Why did in 1999, the name of the owner of Cakrawala Group change? What happened at that time?” Dawn's eyes focused on all the papers in front of him.

“According to the source of information that I have received, the Bramantyo family has many companies both engaged in food and non-food. The largest company is in Surabaya which we know with Cakrawala Grup”

“Lantas?” Dawn crossed one leg up, with the hand holding the bolpoint while her eyes were still busy reading one by one.

“The Hernawan family was a friend of Mr. Bramantyo when he was in elementary school. The two separated when Hermawan moved to Kalimantan to follow his father who was on duty there. While Mr. Bramantyo stayed in Surabaya”

Hmmmm

“The two were reunited when entering college, they both then started the same business in the field of Ice soft drinks, after which the Hermawan Family disappeared again without knowing where. While the ice business that has been in the title of Mr. Bramantyo is increasingly advanced and has many branches”.

“On hard work and slow business Mr. Bramantyo started to establish a CV which later developed into a company. But a few years later Hermawan came back and offered some cooperation for the development of factories in Kalimantan. After investigating the company in Kalimantan is only fictitious no”

“I can draw the outline from this” The eyes of Dawn again stare sharply at each other's fingers squeezing.

“According to the confidants of Mr. Bramantyo the custody of Non Orange falls on his grandparents, but until now the existence of his brother and grandmother Non Orange never found where he was. Whether it was alive or dead” Reza shrugged his shoulders.

“Find continued existence of other Orange families”.

“Good Tuan”.

“I think tomorrow should go home, enough is already our existence here. I will approve cooperation with Cakrawala to open a new factory here so that they do not suspect”.

“Bai Tuan” Reza nodded her head slowly.

"Trush everything immediately"

“I think something is wrong with my wife, her attitude suddenly changed. His emotions up and down indistinct” confided at a glance Fajar who looked frustrated with his wife's attitude.

“Sorry Sir, what Non Orange is coming month?” his question was hesitant to be afraid of interfering too much in the affairs of his superiors.

“I don't think”.

“Or not-don't Non-Organ is pregnant young Master, according to the book I have read the emotions of pregnant women in early pregnancy often rise and fall due to hormonal changes” explained Reza with so detailed.

“Is it like that?”

"Yes, sir, usually in her early pregnancy will be more sensitive both to emotions and also to eat them. They will act as they please, not infrequently their requests are far from the real orbit"

Dawn nodded her head trying to digest every word from Reza. For Fajar Reza it was already more than a personal assistant. He can be a friend or a brother.

“But talking about pregnancy why do you understand very well with things like that?” Dawn looked at Reza in full search.