
"Yes, you didn't do that but with you kissing me without my permission, just as you stole the sanctity of my lips and that includes sexual abuse" said the crying Rose.
"Children can cry as well? I don't think you can cry? Don't cry Roses, I'm doing it anyway. We are married."
"Married and married. We are married but have you forgotten what we are married for? I'm not the one you love."
"I know that's why I want to try to love you."
"I am not an orange and will never be like him so there is no way you can love me as much as you love an orange. I'm not the same as Orange and can never be him."
"I know that, I know you can never be like an orange, which is why I put my hope in you, I want you to be the first girl to marry me and the last woman to marry me. About me and Orange .. Forget about it, assume Orange does not exist and I hope you can accept me. I promise I'll love you."
"Love is not easy to forget, Young Master Abymana, what you say sounds so easy but you should know that running is harder than saying it."
"We'll talk later, you're soaking wet. Let's go home! I'm afraid you're sick again."
Aby rubbed Rose's cheeks and tried to dry her tears.
*******
"I'm asking you, why are you asking back?" ask Michelle.
Dirga smiled then scratched his non-itchy nape.
"I'm dropping off my boss' son. What are you doing here yourself?" said it.
"I .. I live here," said Michelle, staring at the children walking into the house, "They are my family" she continued.
"The handsome!" exclaimed Nasya as he walked over to Dirga and Michelle.
The two of them looked at Nasya who was walking to his father with a smile that kept framing on his face.
"Boss son .. sure it's your boss's son?" asked Michelle who somehow her mouth suddenly said something that seemed to want to know her personal things Dirga.
"Yes, he is indeed my boss's son. Young Master's sister."
"Who's the same handsome guy? It's only fair that I stay a long time," said Nasya who did not know Michelle.
Although Nasya had visited the orphanage several times but he never met or saw Michelle there.
"Well talk?" ask Dirga.
"Udah, who's this chick? My sister-in-law's candidate, right?"
"Emm, no. Introduce my name Michelle, I happen to be a babysitter here" Michelle said as she reached out to Nasya.
Hearing Nasya who asked herself about her future sister-in-law, made Michelle not want any misunderstanding between them.
"Nasya" said Nasya, shaking Michelle's hand.
"Eh wait a minute ... that time the handsome Mas ever said that his girlfriend named Michelle, lest it's true you are his girlfriend Mas handsome?" continue Nasya.
"B_no. Not me."
Dirga could only rub her hair with a bland smile on her lips.
Dirga had told Nasya that he wanted to meet his girlfriend named Michelle, but actually at that time, he said that just to gain the trust of Nasya. He never thought it would end up like this.
"Don't lie to you, anyway don't feel jealous or angry with my call as handsome. We are like brothers, I used to like to call him that. You just calm down, I'm not her boyfriend Mas handsome really."
"Emm, Nasha! We go home now, you're done with your business here?" said Dirga who had just been silent.
"Jawab first, this Michelle isn't the one who's gonna be my sister-in-law."
"Yes, we'll talk later."
"Michelle, sorry. My boss's son loves to be a pussy, " said Dirga while smiling awkwardly. She is embarrassed to admit Michelle as her boyfriend.
Although at that time he accidentally and origin spoke but still he felt embarrassed.
"Yes sir, it's okay" Michelle said.
Dirga immediately pulled Nasya towards his car!
Michelle looked at them with a smile that kept framing on her lips.
"Basic them. It turns out that there is a boss child with employees who are that close, deserve Young Master to believe in him very much, it turns out that Mr. Dirga is wicked," said Michelle.
Michelle went in as she had to bathe the young children, who could not bathe themselves!
********
The Mahendra residence.
"Pa, how is this? From that moment, Jingga did not want to open the door of her room, she did not want to talk to Mama," said Marisa who was so worried about Orange.
"What should Ma? Just like Mama, she doesn't want to be with Papa."
"Papa try dong first, talk slowly with orange, maybe he wants to open the door if Papa asks. Mama's worried about her Pa."
Mahendra got up from his seat and walked to the room of Orange!
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
"Orang! Dear orange, open the door! Papa wants to talk for a moment" Mahendra said as he continued to knock on the door of the Orange room.
"I don't want to see anyone Pa! Please give me some time to be alone!" sahut Orange from his room.
Mahendra looked at Marisa and knocked back on the door.
"When do you want this? If there's a problem talking to Papa and Mama, who knows we can help."
In his room, Orange just sat with his back resting on the head of his bed, his tears kept flowing down his cheeks.
"You will not be able to help me because what has been lost from me can never be returned even by you, my parents," said the interior of Orange.
The girl kept remembering by doing Roger behind her back and the man's words that did not acknowledge himself as her boyfriend continued to ring in her ears.
"I have to talk to Roger, I don't want him to just walk away after what he took from me, after everything I've given her even now I've lost everything to make her happy."
Seriate