
The Heaven's Hand was still clasping the orange hand tightly.
"Eh, I've just played hand-holding" joked Mr. Arga who just entered the recovery room.
"Eh" Orange was startled and was about to pull her hand. But can not because held by the sky that holds it tightly.
"Can't you?" exciting Orange.
"Well, the sky knows there's a pretty girl nearby. Though still under the influence of anesthetic loh" joked Arga.
The orange pulled the hand that the Sky grasped slowly.
"Master, I'm leaving first. Waiting for friends in front" said Orange parting.
"Thank you for being helped to wait for the sky. Didn't wait for Mega guys" said Mr. Arga.
"Tomorrow I have a morning lecture schedule sir. Later if Mega comes I will chat" said Jingga.
"OK.oke. Again thanks" said Mr. Arga.
"Excuse me sir" said Jingga and exited the room.
In front of the room, there are Keenan and Adnan who are still waiting for Orange to come out.
"Well, are you guys still here?" word Orange.
"Where can we tell you ourselves" they both said at the same time.
"okay lah. Hunt that. Tired of the body" said Jingga invite his two new friends to return.
"Hopefully not caught by the hostel mother, if I go home late at night gini" muttered Jingga.
"If so sleep in my apartment only" bargained Adnan.
"Well, cook a girl nginep in a guy's place" reject Orange raw.
"Eh we don't live in Indo. So it's common for girls to stay in guys' places. Besides, I will also not say anything to you" added Adnan.
"O-G-A-H" said Orange by spelling the letter to make Keenan open.
"Ha.ha, recently I saw Adnan rejected" said Keenan.
"Damn lo" aspat Adnan.
"Where are we going home?" adnan said he saw his car parked.
"Rise your car" Keenan chimed in.
"Lo want to sit on the handlebar?" adnan toilet.
Keenan scratched his head that was not itchy, because only realized if Adnan brought a sports car with two passengers.
"Thus sit at my feet" suggested Keenan.
"Yeei.no need ya" back Orange refused.
"This is dech. I took the fast train. Mumpung not too late too" added Jingga.
"No way, it's Keenan who's riding the train" for almost half an hour they argue with trivialities. But it's not resolved.
Coincidentally Arga passed by.
"Well, how come we haven't come home yet?" asked because he saw the orange with two men who seemed to argue something.
"Still waiting for their live debate to finish sir" said Jingga.
"Owh, did you come with those two?" ask Arga.
"I'm with Adnan, that kind of tall guy" said Orange.
"Aren't you going straight home?" ask Arga back.
"The car is not enough Om" cried Orange.
"Yes, you're back with me. It just so happened that me and the team were deliberately staying in central London" Arga said.
"Owhhh, how far away is the stay?" ask Orange.
"Yes" answered Arga briefly.
"Sana used to be oruh neng, the same farewell to your friends" said Arga who is a confidant of Mr. Arka Danendra.
"Kak Keenan, my brother Adnan first" said Orange to the two who were still arguing
Keenan and Adnan looked at each other, then looked toward the orange.
"Who is the same?" keenan tried to get in the way.
"Tuh" the direction of the orange eye towards Arga.
"Who is he?" look at Keenan on a middle-aged man, even though he is handsome.
"He is Mr. Arga, the chairman of his team, Kak Langit" said Jingga introduced Arga.
Keenan and Adnan are approaching. A pride of its own can know the figure of Arga.
"That's it, you two. Let orange be with me and the entourage" Arga advised in the end.
"Don't Om, just let Keenan be with you. I'm the first to bring Orange here" Adnan refused.
"From that debate, when to go home?" serang Jingga mediate.
"I'm with Mr. Arga and his entourage aja dech" decision Orange can not be contested.
"Hhhmmm alright" Keenan and Adnan walked over to Adnan's car.
"Kok lord Arga stayin, big brother Sky?" ask Orange.
"Quietly, on my team there are also medical personnel who stay twenty-four hours" said Arga full of calm.
Orange was finally delivered Arga in order to enter the dormitory.
Whether what was conveyed by Mr. Arga to the hostel mother, in fact, Orange can immediately enter without much question.
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The next Orange days are increasingly preoccupied with a fairly solid lecture schedule.
Since that incident, Orange has also not had time to go to Keenan even for a moment to kongkow goods.
Adnan also contacted Jingga several times to get together, but it always led to rejection from Orange.
Jingga took quite a lot of courses and condensed them with the aim to be finished quickly.
Until one morning, the hostess banged on the door.
"Orange" called.
The orange looked out to see who was coming.
"Someone is looking for you" she said.
"Who?" say Orange.
"I don't know Jingga" continued bu dormitory.
"It's okay, I'm going there to meet him" said Jingga replied.
"Good" exclaimed the hostel mother and immediately left Orange leaving a question in the mind of Orange.
Who's looking for him early in the morning? I don't know anybody else like this. Orange Grous in the mind.
Orange comes out after getting ready to go to college.
In the living room there is a male figure with a position that turns his back to Orange.
"Morning sir" said Jingga in a friendly, though inwardly curious about who came.
Seeing the shape of his shoulder is not Keenan or Adnan. Inner Orange.
The orange patted his shoulder, for the man never turned when the orange greeted him.
"Morning is also Orange" he said hello.
How shocked Orange when he saw the face of the person who was looking for him.
Kenzo, muttered Orange in the mind.
How did he know I was here? Was it all this time stalking me? If so, he is desperate. The Inner Orange churns.
"Thus, I came here because I couldn't bear to greet you" exclaimed Kenzo.
Orange is still dumbstruck, shock also saw the figure of a man who really wanted to forget it.
"I came to this city, just as you arrived" said Orange.
'What? Does he take a plane with me?'
'Crazy nih people' cried Orange still in the mind.
"Sori, I want to go to college" Jingga moved and was about to turn around but her hands were thwarted by Kenzo.
"Wait on! Give me a chance to talk orange" please Kenzo.
"What else do you want to talk about? It's not all that obvious" Orange refused Kenzo's invitation.
"Organic Please" please Kenzo once again.
In Indo there is Rima who came to him, why now there is he who disturbs.
"Go ahead!" the word Orange ketus.
The word Orange felt a breath of fresh air for Kenzo even though the Orange said it in an unsightly tone.
"Until, I've split with Rima. I lied to him. The kid he's born with isn't my son" Kenzo started telling me seriously.
"Old song, I already know" interrupted Orange.
Orange's answer made Kenzo in disbelief, it turns out his former fiance is still kepo with him. This makes Kenzo happy.
"Don't care about you, I know that just now. Kala kak Rima to the house and story everything. The story that you have to leave him when his son is struggling in a state of illness" said Jingga did not want to beat around the bush.
"You're still Kenzo, wishy-washy and irresponsible" cried Orange and passed away leaving the place, ignoring Kenzo's call.
After college, Orange directly to Keenan.
This time the orange was more cautious.
Afraid Kenzo will follow him as he has.
How could I not know that he was around me all along. Inner Orange with a million questions.
Orange head bobble imagine if Kenzo just do reckless.
Amit-amit Orange, just focus on your lecture. Whisper his heart.
"Over, where to? Kirain is doing asceticism?" exclaiming Adnan who turned out to be in the store Keenan.
"This is college, right? Is it here?" hatch Orange.
"My lecturer is fine, always give me a dispensation" Adnan joked.
"Where's keeenan?" jinga Kala has not found Keenan's whereabouts.
"He's the afternoon shift, just coming" Adnan added, and let Orange join his desk.
"Gue needs your help with Keenan" whispered Jingga.
Adnan's face was brought close to Orange to hear what Orange would say later.
"What?" tymphal Adnan's.
"Wait for Brother Keenan first" pending Orange.
"Issssshhhh lo this. I've put my ears on, uh even you delay to talk" said Adnan jengah.
"Haa.ha. I am thirsty" said Jingga while raising his hand to order a drink he wanted.
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To be continued, happy reading