
"*This is my favorite place... "
"Not just your favorite place, baby, me too... "
"Yaudah, every time we come to Indonesia we always come here... "
"That you are spoiled... "
"Iyadong..I want to be loved by you forever" said orange while hugging a man's arm*.
*So that he looks so happy with the man, he will never let go of his grasp.
Tok...
the sound of the knocking sounds so real...
but the orange searched for the sound, he did not find it, not even a door could be knocked. Right now the orange is on the beach with a guy, there's only him and himself*.
"*Thus... " A familiar voice called out to her, it was unmistakably her mother's voice.
"But why is Mom here?" thought*.
"*Go... Your mother called you" said the man.
"I don't want to go, I want to be with you always" pinta orange.
"No, your mother called you. Go"
"But... "
"Go orange. I always love you" said the man while peeping an orange forehead.
Shortly afterwards, the man released an orange hand hug on his arm. He went to leave the orange alone, until the orange did not see the figure of the man again in front of him*.
"Orang... " The sound of a loud-sounding call was repeatedly heard.
Orange woke up, rubbed his eyes and looked around. "I'm in the room" he murmured.
"It feels real, even though it's just a dream" he muttered as he wryly held back a puddle of tears screaming to be immediately out.
"Orang... Wake up... " The sound that was accompanied by a knock on the door was unceasingly heard.
Orange rose to open the door, after he opened it, there stood his mother with a face, annoyed perhaps.
***
"Come ma... Orange no longer wants to go there" said orange pleading.
They are now sitting in a lounge, his mother is busy flirting with television broadcasts while the orange-faced sour, sulking does not want to meet his mother's request.
"Tomorrow you must begin work in your mother's office" his mother ordered.
"Something forced will never be good" he said.
"Mama is meaningless" his mother replied with a face as if everything she ordered was not true.
"Ahahaa Come on ma. Now mama says no maksa, but finally orange must be nurutin right"
"Ahh it is ma. Orange wants to go first" said orange pamit, which makes his mother gawking in disbelief.
"Where are you, mama's not done yet" her mother said to stop the orange from leaving, but the orange did not lubricate her.
Orange came out standing in front of the door, looking for someone who could deliver it.
"You looking for me?" bian asked who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"ehh buset dah." he said misgivings while keeping his distance. " You... ?" ask orange surprised.
"Yes my Fredik Fabian Landu. You can call me a sweet bian" she said introducing herself as she stuck out her hand.
"A.. paa...?" the word orange stammered.
"I'm bian" he repeated again, this time without frills like before.
"Yes... What are you doing here?" ask orange not believe.
"Lahh, I work here" she said with a smile showing her dimples.
"Can't, just smile!" the orange word snapped slightly.
"Why am I smiling. Something is wrong" he murmured.
"What are you talking about?" ask orange.
"It's nothing. Where do I go?" the question is back polite.
"You're the driver here?" ask orange not believe.
Bian nodded in response, still revealing his smile and dimples. Making an orange should turn away not wanting to see that smile.
"alright. Escort me. Later I will tell you where" said orange directly walk to the car that has been cleaned up to look shiny.