The One I Damba

Still sick

With the land Andra eat food that has been prepared by the Orange, although only simple food but it tastes quite delicious because the Orange that makes it.

"taste...?" asked Orange, he was happy because Andra spent the food he made, even though only vegetable soup and white porridge.

"of course." answered Andra, the man opened his mouth again and put food in there and chewed and swallowed.

"after that take medicine and rest." Oranges said while giving a glass of clear water to Andra.

"wow you have dared to rule me apparently." said Andra, he who felt a little tickling because Orange had dared to rule it even though the command that Orange said was a good thing for Andra.

"what I command is best for you, so that you can recover quickly." said Jingga.

"i'm fine, who says I'm sick." Andra said.

"hey sir, your body temperature was so hot that you shivered, said the doctor you should reduce and even stop to consume caffeine in addition to yesterday's morning shower, strange at night..." cerocos Orange, the girl seemed to remind anything that makes Andra like today.

"i'm consuming caffeine because you and I take a late-night shower because of you, you don't admit to your own fault, miss..." Andra did not want to lose, he turned the situation around to blame Orange.

"because of me, why me, you're the one who took me to that coffee shop and then about the night shower, why blame me, what's my fault.." couldn't accept Andra's accusation, Orange is blood-ridden, orange is blood-soaked, talk a little high.

"because you didn't..." Andra hangs his words, he becomes conscious and self-controlled, impossible when saying them to Orange.

"because what..."

"ahh already, well I will rest." Andra said with a murmur, fortunately he could still hold back, but he could still hold back, if not what happens if Orange knows last night he suffered withholding such a large nasrat, resisting the turmoil of something very urgent.

"it's better" said Jingga, the girl gave the drug that you should consume, there are several types of drugs and Andra immediately swallowed it.

Andra looked at Orange, the girl in front of him looked so sweet even though he had not taken a bath, especially his long hair rolled up to make the girl's smooth neck look level. But a blue stain under the girl's jaw caught Andra's attention, it was sad to see a blue bruise. Andra's shadow flew away as she consciously hurt the orange, often holding the jaw until the blue bruise was now painted there.

"does this hurt." asked Andra, his hand touching the blue orange jaw.

"it was very painful at first, but now it is not." replied Orange.

"it turns cruel to you, forgive me.." Andra replied, the man looks sorry.

"already, I'm fine." replied Jingga with a smile. Actually still in pain when the wound was touched especially when remembering how he got it, on the night of the bride.

Seeing the orange that even gave a smile made Andra more fulfilled, how could the girl continue to smile at herself even though she consciously hurt and even tortured her, even now the girl painstakingly took care of it well, what she needed was prepared to detail.

A sense of regret pervaded in Andra's heart, the beginning of his marriage began with his oath of absorption to the girl, insulting even to swear he did to Orange, but instead of replying to it with the same thing Orange instead reciprocates with affection, yes affection that can make a pass.

"why daydream, fast break." said Jingga.

"a little while longer." answered Andra.

"now sir.."

"wah the master of the head of the stone seems to have a fear as well.." taunted Orange, the girl laughed.

"yes, if you don't want to accompany me, don't insult me..." Andra sulks not to be ridiculed by the girl. Lazily Andra went to his room, as a proof to the girl if he bi himself when in fact he wanted to be accompanied, wanted in elus elus his head to fall asleep, but the orange even insulted.

Finally Andra lay on the bed, though she was annoyed by the orange attitude. Then soon Orange opened the door, entered and approached Andra.

"are you asleep..?" asked Jingga, the girl sat on the edge of the bed.

Andra did not answer, even though she did not sleep.

"yes if you sleep, I just go out." said Jingga again, the girl was about to get up from her seat but Andra's hand managed to grab her right hand.

"where are you going...?" ask Andra.

"so you slept so I won't bother you." replied Orange.

"you just come in. I've been disturbed." grumbled Andra.

"really, the feeling was that I entered without a sound.." said Orange.

Actually that's just the reason Andra alone, it's true that Orange enters without a sound except a little sound from the door knob that can be made sure it will not be heard by people who are asleep.

"ahh, anyway I don't want to know, you have to take responsibility." said Andra. The man was trying to keep the orange there.

"responsible, what am I doing...?" confused at that time, because he felt he did nothing but Andra demanded him to take responsibility.

"you have woken me up." answered Andra.

"yes I have to do what I have to do to take responsibility for my actions...?" asked Orange, the girl understood she would not win if she argued with Andra.

"sitting here, I want to sleep again." said Andra, the man felt very happy because finally Orange according to him.

Orange had sat down and held the head of Andra who was asleep in his lap, at first he was amazed by Andra's attitude to him, he was shocked, like a little child who was spoiled with his mother but a long time later Jingga began to get used to Andra's attitude which turned out to also have a spoiled nature outside of his haughty and cold attitude.

Orange smiled, his hands gently stroked Andra's head and hair which made the man comfortable until finally falling asleep, visible from the regular roar of his breath. Didn't he think apparently Andra can also watermelon this, the crew is so dashing also apparently so handsome does not guarantee if he can stay upright standing. But if Jingga remembers how Andra's attitude to her when she first met on the night the bride made the heart of Orange sliced, physical wounds and inner wounds are very imprinted in the heart of Orange even though now Andra's attitude to him gradually changed.

Maybe that's the name of revenge, but what would be said in the heart of women is easy to soft but if it has been hurt will be so impregnated and that's what happened to Orange, orang, he could have been kind to Andra, received all the kindness Andra gave him, opened his arms as Andra tried to mend her relationship, but a wound was created that made the orange seem to maintain an invisible distance with Andra. Yes, that's how women are, so soft and fragile but creepy when they're hurt.

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